"If he didn't really like someone, how could he take this risk?" Yang Muyun sighed.

"What about you?" Zi Suruo winked at him thoughtfully, "Would you be willing to take this risk if it were you?"

"Why are you dragging her into me again?" Yang Muyun smiled and stroked the hair on her temples, "Isn't it enough that I married you as your matchmaker? How unlike them, the prince even gave her a title?

They can’t help themselves.”

Zi Su sighed softly, "Is the matchmaker marrying me? That's not necessarily the case. I'm afraid your biological sister doesn't think so. She has such a bad impression of me, and I'm afraid it will be even harder for your parents to accept me.

"

"Who said it, my sister couldn't be a nicer person," Yang Muyun said with a smile: "As time goes by, you will naturally get along well." As he said this, he took off the Xiuchun knife hanging on the bedside and wore it on his body. He originally used it.

The double-edged sword was not found, so he kept the knife given to him by Zhu Ji with him.

"What are you going to do?" Zi Su's face changed slightly.

"Madam, please don't make any noise. Just stay here quietly. I'll come when I go." Yang Muyun comforted her with a relaxed look.

"Are you going to find the prince?"

Yang Muyun said nothing.

"Husband," Zisu frowned slightly, "He is a prince, what will happen? Neither Dongchang nor Jinyiwei will touch him easily."

"But he will go find Miss Liu," Yang Muyun said: "Normally, no one would seek trouble with this prince, but if he offends Tianyan, no one can protect them."

"But my husband, you just killed someone from Dongchang last night, and now it's time to avoid the limelight," Zisu advised him: "I'm afraid... I'm afraid that the first person Dongchang finds is you.

.”

"Don't be afraid, madam," Yang Muyun patted her shoulder gently, "I will be careful, you don't have to worry."

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Wang Zhen's face was as gloomy as pool water stained with ink. He stood quietly in a dark room. There was a wooden bed in the dark room, and a dead man was lying on the bed. The dead man was dripping wet, as if he had just left

He was fished out of the water. The dead man's left eye was pierced and there was a wound about a foot long on his chest.

Ji Xin stood behind Wang Zhen, looking a little uneasy. The dead man on the bed was Yan Hui, the second stall driver of Dongchang.

A prisoner carefully examined the body, turned around and bowed to Wang Zhen.

"How, how did he die?" Wang Zhen asked in a deep voice.

"Report to the Governor," Wu Zuo replied: "Although Mr. Yan's left eye and chest were seriously injured, it was not fatal. However, there was a lot of water in his skull and abdomen. It was indeed tied to a big stone and thrown into the

In the water, he sank to the bottom of the lake and drowned."

"Well..." Wang Zhenwei nodded and asked again, "Then what kind of weapon was the wound on his body caused by? Have you ever tested it?"

"Back to the Governor," Wu Zuo pondered for a moment and said, "Master Yan's left eye was pierced by a sharp and narrow weapon. Perhaps it was from a relatively close distance. He was caught off guard and it penetrated the pupil and almost entered the brain. Can such a close distance be produced?

The damage from a distance must have been a crossbow arrow. The wound on his chest went from bottom to top, and the wound gradually widened from narrow to wide. Judging from the incision, it should be a knife wound..."

"Hmm...crossbow arrows, knife wounds?" Wang Zhen fell into deep thought.

"Then why couldn't it be a sword wound?" Ji Xin interjected and asked.

"Master Ji," Wuzuo glanced at him and said, "The blade of the sword is straight and thin, but the wound has a certain arc and is narrow on the inside and wide on the outside. It is undoubtedly a knife wound."

"What else was found?" Wang Zhen asked.

"Back to the Governor, it's gone," Wu Zuo hesitated for a moment and said, "Master Yan didn't struggle when he entered the water. He must have been restrained by someone's acupuncture points."

"Okay, you go down!" Wang Zhen waved his hand.

Wu Zuo bowed and retreated.

Now only Wang Zhen and Ji Xin are left in the room, and the atmosphere is a bit gloomy.

Wang Zhen walked around the corpse with a solemn expression and remained silent for a long time.

"Godfather," it was Ji Xin who spoke first, "I want to bring someone into Prince Xin's Mansion. The murderer of Yan Laoer should be hiding in Prince Xin's Mansion."

"You want to force your way in?" Wang Zhen raised his head and glanced at him, and said in a heavy and slow tone: "You must know that it is a prince's mansion, not an ordinary minister's house. You led people to rush in rashly?

If you go in, even if the murderer is caught, the Emperor will have to punish you for disrespect."

"But we in Dongchang don't need a driving sticker..."

"Shut up," Wang Zhenhe stopped him. "The Dongchang is the Emperor's Dongchang, and we only do things for the sake of the Emperor. Have you forgotten that King Xi is the Emperor's younger brother? Without the Emperor's order, you would have trespassed without permission.

In the prince's palace, where does the honor of the emperor belong? Do you still need our family to teach you such a simple truth?"

"Yes, yes, what the godfather said is true," Ji Xin said hurriedly: "The child is rash. But what should we do next?"

"Let's surround Prince Xi's Mansion first and wait and see what happens!" Wang Zhen let out a breath and said, "No one is allowed to move without our order."

"Yes." Ji Xin responded respectfully.

Wang Zhen glanced at Yan Hui's body again, "A few months ago it was Yin Laosi, and now it's Yan Laoer. In just ten months, our Dongchang lost two generals in succession!"

"My child will definitely bring the murderer to justice," Ji Xin raised her face and said impassionedly, "Avenge the second and fourth children."

Wang Zhen's lips curled up slightly, "Do you have any clues about Yin Laosi's case?"

"This..." Ji Xin was speechless for a moment.

"You, the boss, are really good at what you do..." Wang Zhen said in a long tone.

"Godfather..." Ji Xinden felt his spine light up and said hurriedly: "This child is incompetent, please punish me by godfather."

"After punishing you, who else will do the errands?" Wang Zhen sighed softly and changed his voice, "What do you think about the murder?"

"Go back to godfather," Ji Xin thought for a moment and said: "Yan Laoer's martial arts skills mean that he will not be captured easily. Even if he cannot be defeated, it is not difficult to escape with his skills. Wu Zuo just said that the murderer

The distance used to hurt him with a crossbow arrow was relatively close, and it is impossible for Yan Laoer not to notice it. The only explanation is that Yan Laoer was not wary of the murderer at all, so he took advantage of him."

"Yan Laoer is so alert. How could he not be wary of others when he goes out to handle cases?" Wang Zhen frowned slightly.

"This shows that he thinks that the other party is one of his own," Ji Xin said: "The other party must have used a certain identity to paralyze Yan Laoer."

"Oh? What's your identity?" Wang Zhen narrowed his eyes.

"As the saying goes, the factory guards belong to the same family. The only one in the capital who is close to Dongchang is Jinyiwei." Ji Xin said.

"Do you suspect that the person who injured Yan Lao Er was Jin Yiwei?" Wang Zhen sounded a little unbelievable.

"This is just a child's conjecture," Ji Xin pointed to the wounds on the body and said, "Look, godfather, the wound on his left eye is small and shallow. It shouldn't be a strong bow or crossbow used by the army, so it's just

It may be a small crossbow. As far as the child knows, there is a standard weapon in the Jinyiwei, called the Plum Blossom Sleeve Arrow. The launcher is in the shape of a plum blossom, and can hold six arrows inside, which can be hidden in the cuff. Once fired, it will be hard to guard against.

....."

"That makes sense," Wang Zhen glanced at him and said, "But Jin Yiwei is not the only one who uses this kind of hidden weapon. Is there a similar hidden weapon in our Dongchang?"

"My godfather is right," Ji Xin met his gaze and said: "The soul-chasing nails of my Dongchang are also hidden in the machine, and the wounds they can produce are smaller than this...

There was this knife wound, from the groin to the shoulder blade. The attack was so cruel that it was intended to kill with one blow. Fortunately, Yan Laoer got out of the way. If my prediction was correct, the murderer should have drawn the knife at the same time as he fired the hidden weapon.

, the second brother was lucky enough to escape his life, but he was severely injured and was so confused that he was defeated..."

"Since you said that, is it possible to carefully investigate the people in Jinyiwei?" Wang Zhen said with a raised eyebrow.

"This can only be done secretly, Commander Ma..."

"I won't come forward to Ma Shun, you can figure it out yourself!" Wang Zhen knew what he was going to say, so he simply refused, "Chasing Jin Yiwei in the East Factory? What a joke. Unless you come up with conclusive evidence, you better not do it.

Doing such a ridiculous and generous thing. The ministers in the DPRK and China have repeatedly submitted memorials demanding the abolition of Dongchang. You can't let Jin Yiwei also isolate Dongchang, right?"

"Yes, what my godfather is worried about is," Ji Xin sighed secretly, "then we can only start from other places."

"Ji Xin," Wang Zhen looked at him and said, "The emperor has ordered Dongchang and Jinyiwei to arrest the assassin together. Now we need you to work together to share the emperor's worries... You might as well go and see Ma Shun.

What clues does he have there? In addition, the body was recovered from Shichahai. People can be sent to investigate carefully around Shichahai. Maybe something will be discovered."

"Yes, godfather." Ji Xin responded.

At this time, a Dongchang fanzi in casual clothes came in, cupped his hands to Wang Zhen and said: "The Governor..."

Wang Zhen raised his eyelids slightly, "What's the matter?"

"Report to the Governor," Na Fanzi reported, "Several people came out of the side gate of Prince Tan's Mansion and drove a car to the south of the city."

"South of the city?" Ji Xin frowned slightly and said displeasedly: "They should be going out to buy things. You can just send someone to follow them. Are you bothering the governor with such a trivial matter?"

"But, but..." Na Fanzi said hesitantly: "One of them was wearing a gray cloth short coat, and he looked a bit like Prince Tan."

"What?" Wang Zhen and Ji Xin's expressions changed. Ji Xin glanced at Wang Zhen, turned to Na Fanzi and asked, "Is it true? Can you see clearly?"

"Well...even though that man covered his face with a felt hat," Na Fanzi thought for a moment and said, "but the eyeliner who was placed there could still see his face. Lu Xin had met Prince Tan.
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