Chapter 829 He Checked Everything Out

These days, King Qing came to the palace to pick up people before dawn.

He always takes Bai Zhi'er around to play.

The little guy also likes this kid-like uncle.

It made Bai Xilie feel a little unhappy.

He spent less time seeing his daughter, let alone Feng Fuce.

Feng Fuce went to Ruizhu Palace for three consecutive days, but all came to nothing.

Thinking of this, Feng Fuce was even more displeased.

He said coldly to Lord Pingguo: "The booklet is the record of being on duty in the martial arts field that year."

"I've checked. On the day your son died, there were two people responsible for wiping the weapon racks in the martial arts arena, named Zhang Zheng and Yang Li."

"The two people left the capital together not long after the incident happened that year, and returned to their hometowns to live."

"I sent people to arrest them and bring them to the capital. After torture and interrogation, I learned that they were bought by your eldest son."

"To buy them, we used a total of ten bank notes, five of them each, and Zhang Zhenghua's left three."

Apart from shock, Duke Ping also had doubts on his face.

Feng Fuce knew that he couldn't believe it easily.

So he said coldly: "Take a good look at the seal on the land deed, you must recognize it."

Duke Ping quickly picked it up and looked it over carefully.

Looking at it, he immediately recognized it as the private seal of his elder son An Shiyu.

The land deed is the dowry gift given to the aunt when Pingguo Duke accepted her.

At that time, he gave a total of five tickets to his aunt. Later, his aunt was kicked out of Zhuangzi because she angered his wife.

Before leaving, the aunt transferred all the land she owned to her eldest son and second daughter.

Duke Ping's hands began to tremble: "He bought these two people with bank notes and land deeds."

Feng Fuce hummed coldly.

At this time, Lei Hu dragged a bloody man out from the direction of the cell.

The blood man was thrown at Duke Pingguo's feet, howling as he was dying.

Lei Hu's tone was serious: "He was one of the people who were bribed, Yang Li, there was Zhang Zheng originally, but during the interrogation I got too strong and killed him, I'm sorry."

"However, it's the same if you ask him."

Feng Fuce sat sideways, leaned on the chair, and ate the oranges leisurely and lazily.

He looked at Duke Ping with cold eyes.

Seeing that Duke Ping suddenly became angry, he grabbed Yang Li by the collar and pulled him up from the ground.

"The fact that you were bribed, tell the truth! Tell me!" Duke Ping roared angrily.

Yang Li had already been tortured all night, and his mind and body had collapsed.

He cried with fright.

"It wasn't my idea, it was Master An's order. He said, after Zhang Zheng and I finished wiping the weapon rack, cut a groove on it and stick the dagger in."

"We also want us to place the weapon rack behind Young Master An's martial arts competition, close to the venue."

"We took the bank notes and the land deed, and we did it. We thought nothing serious would happen, but who would have thought that someone would actually die!"

Ping Guogong faced the real cause of his youngest son's death, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression seemed unbelievable.

His eyes were clear: "No, if it was really a deliberate arrangement, then how could An Shiyu know in advance that my youngest son would be kicked out of the arena by Wan Zonghou and hit the dagger?"

Yang Li said weakly: "Young Master An said that he will arrange people to stand in the surrounding crowd, watch for the right moment, and hit Young Master An's leg with a stone, and he will definitely fall on his back on the weapon rack." superior."

In other words, as long as they are on the field, An Shiyu's people can always find opportunities.

His youngest son will undoubtedly die.

Feng Fuce is just a scapegoat.

(End of this chapter)

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