Chapter 55: In the Hall of Eternal Life

Feng Yiyang's current mood is simply indescribable, and when he opened his mouth, he found that he had nothing to say. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man surnamed Gao was speechless when he saw the wind, and said bitterly:

"Young man, the old man advises you a few words, as a Tang Sword Immortal personally sealed by His Majesty, you must always pay attention to your image, you must be brave and ruthless, and you must not cheat, Miyamoto Yuichi is the first day of Fusang, that is a master for all to see, if you lose, you lose, and if you lose, you will lose, why do you have to say that you won? Besides, this Miyamoto Yuichi is the eldest son of the Fuso Miyamoto family, the future head of the Miyamoto family, and the status is equivalent to that of the lord of Fuso.

The wind stared at the old man directly, and he couldn't speak, but the old man was not afraid at all, holding his chest and looking directly at the wind.

After a while, Feng Yiyang slowly exhaled a breath, and said depressedly: "Your surname is Gao, and you can say it like this, you are the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, Gao Bucheng, right?"

The old man nodded slightly, and said proudly: "The old man is exactly." ”

As soon as the wind rose, he weakly clasped his fists at His Majesty the Emperor and saluted: "Your Majesty, I am not a communiqué for personal vendetta, I have evidence." ”

Seeing the wind blowing and looking deflated, the emperor couldn't help but laugh and said: "Oh, what evidence, or let's hear it, otherwise Gao Aiqing probably won't let you go." ”

Feng Yiyang took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to the emperor with both hands.

Gao Bucheng couldn't help but say, "What is this?"

Feng Yiyang glanced at him and said: "This is the identification result of the Tai Hospital, Zhou Yan's entire family of thirty-four people, all died of a strange poison, the Tai Hospital has verified several times, and it has been confirmed that the main ingredient of this strange poison is the eight-grid grass produced in Fusang. ”

Gao Bucheng said disdainfully: "Even if this poison is produced in Fusang, it is difficult to guarantee that it is not framed by others, otherwise, according to what you said, wouldn't everyone in the world be killed by blacksmiths who make swords?"

The emperor put away the note and looked at the wind, his eyes blazing, obviously asking the same question.

Feng Yiyang said: "Of course, this point alone cannot be determined to be done by Miyamoto Yuichi, and the problem lies in the method of poisoning." ”

"The method of poisoning?" Gao Bucheng muttered, obviously not understanding the meaning of the wind.

The wind raised and said in a deep voice:

"Zhou Yan, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, died of a strange poison in his family, but this strange poison could not be found in the food, water and air, I asked people to check their bodies, there were no wounds bitten by poisonous insects, and they should not be bitten by poisonous insects, and I also asked people to visit all the homes around them, and none of them were poisoned. ”

Gao Bucheng was silent.

The emperor frowned and said: "I have also heard about this, it is indeed strange, even the hidden dragon said that he does not know how this poison was placed, how did you deduce from this that this poison is Miyamoto Yuichi?"

Gao Bucheng sneered: "According to the old minister's opinion, I'm afraid it's still speculation. ”

Feng Yiyang looked at Gao Bucheng, deliberately raised his voice, and said loudly: "Back to Your Majesty, Mr. Yinlong doesn't know how this poison was placed, it's because he didn't investigate the scene carefully. ”

The emperor's eyes lit up and he asked, "Oh?"

Feng Yiyang said unhurriedly: "The minister has checked, and only three of the thirty-four members of Zhou Yan's family who died can do martial arts, namely Zhou Yan and Zhou Yan's concubine, and the old housekeeper in Zhou Yan's mansion, the three of them are not low in martial arts." ”

Gao Bucheng asked, "So what?"

Feng Yiyang stretched out his right hand and gestured on his cheeks, and said in a deep voice: "Among the thirty-four people who died, thirty-one people had dull eyes, and there were no scars on their bodies, only the three of them, and there was a bruise on this part of the face, and there were only three of them, with horror or anger in their eyes. ”

Gao Bucheng still wanted to say something with a disdainful expression, but was interrupted by a majestic voice.

"So, this murderer actually forcibly poured poison into their mouths?" the emperor's face was extremely gloomy.

Feng Yiyang clasped his hands into fists and said: "Your Majesty is wise, I didn't think of it at first, but then I thought that this blue and purple bruise was actually left when the medicine was forcibly administered, and it was only because these three people had martial arts and internal strength that the murderer had to increase the force, which left fingerprint bruises on their cheeks!"

Gao Bucheng saw that it was wrong, and hurriedly saluted the emperor and said: "Your Majesty, even if this murderer forcibly injected medicine, it may not be Miyamoto Yu's doing." ”

The emperor shook his head and said: "Forcibly pouring medicine, it means that he wants to hide his martial arts path, in other words, the murderer must not be a nameless person, and the martial arts path should be very easy to identify, and I know Zhou Yan's martial arts foundation, if you want to forcibly pour poison into him without making a fuss, the murderer's martial arts can't find a few in the world, and those who meet these conditions are probably only Miyamoto Yuichi." ”

Gao Bucheng hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, there are not a few martial arts masters in Chang'an City, others don't say it, just in front of this wind Yang, his martial arts and Miyamoto Yuichi are not on par, not to mention that he also has a master, I think this master and apprentice are more suspicious, this wind is just right, this wind Lianshan in Chang'an City for many years must have a few people who are not pleasing to the eye, chivalry is forbidden by martial arts, and it is not surprising to kill people, on the other hand, Miyamoto Yuichi, when he first arrived in Chang'an City, there is no injustice and no hatred, and there is no motive!

As soon as the words fell, a fierce coercion burst out in an instant, filling the entire Hall of Eternal Life, and the bead curtain in the hall shook violently under the agitation of the momentum.

The emperor couldn't help but take a step back, pointed at the wind and shouted: "The wind is rising, you are so bold!"

Gao Bucheng in the center of coercion couldn't even retreat, but gritted his teeth and struggled to support it, his white hair and white beard fluttered and swayed, and his knees sank slightly.

As soon as the wind raised the starry eyes in his eyes, he looked at Gao Bucheng and said coldly: "What kind of person is the old man of the mountain, how can he allow you to insult, do you know that there is a sentence behind the ban on martial arts, called Confucianism and literature to disrupt the country!"

Gao Bucheng is suffering at this time, this coercion is domineering, while exerting a thousand heavy pressures, it is like a sharp sword, slashing through his body, so that the meridians are interrupted and blocked, ordinary martial artists stand under this coercion for a while, and the internal injury will be aggravated, he doesn't mention speaking now, but he is afraid that he will kneel down after a while.

When the wind blows, it is necessary to kneel down.

The emperor thought that Feng Yiyang was bold in stabbing, and after taking a step back, he found that Feng Yiyang's intention was to be in Gao Bucheng, and when he heard Feng Yiyang's words, the original anger on the emperor's face disappeared, and he kept a calm face, staring at Feng Yiyang, and his eyes were deep thoughts.

Just counting the time, Gao Bucheng couldn't stand it, sighed, his knees weakened, and he knelt heavily on the ground with grinning teeth, making a dull sound.

"When the wind blows, that's enough. The voice of the hidden dragon sounded in the main hall, and the pressure of the wind disappeared without a trace.