Da Song: Shhh, I'm really not a prince

Chapter 85 Atonement?
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a cup of tea,

Or,

It's not even time for a cup of tea,
Let alone Yang Wenguang,

Even Zhao Shi...

Looking at Gongsun Erniang who was holding Zhao Yunrang, Zhao Zongshi, Zhao Zhongzhen's grandfather and grandson in the pool of blood, she couldn't help but feel her scalp tingling.

is this man?
Could this fucking be a human?
then……

Erniang was about to come over.

click

More than three hundred imperial guards,

More than five hundred soldiers patrolling the streets,

He even drew out the knife at the same time, and looked at Erniang as if staring at a ghost.

Er Niang trembled,
When he just killed someone, he didn't see her all over his face, but now he hesitated, he didn't know whether to take a step or stop.

"Don't move."

Yang Wenguang yelled loudly, and even made her... take a step back.

砰

Zhao Shi couldn't help kicking him hard, and then Erniang couldn't come over, so he...

striding,

walk up to her.

Yang Wenguang trembled for a moment, and was stunned for a moment, but he gritted his teeth and wanted to hold Zhao Shi back: "This girl's martial arts are terrifying, and the old minister is afraid that she is no match for her. Please stay here for a while."

Zhao Shi was taken aback for a moment,
turn back,

Slightly squinting: "Did the old general forget that compared to you, she is my bodyguard?"

Yang Wenguang froze, his face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth: "Mr. Lang, the old minister's duty is, please Mr. Lang..."

Snapped

Zhao Zhen slapped Yang Wenguang suddenly, and said coldly, "Go home to recuperate tomorrow." After speaking, he followed Zhao Shi. He didn't trust Erniang, but Zhao Shi.

Zhao Shi didn't even pause, he walked up to Erniang and said with a smile: "Well done."

Erniang looked at him dumbly, then smiled lightly, then dropped Zhao Yun and let the three of them stand behind Zhao Shi, like...

The shadow is average.

Zhao Zhen was a little envious: "With this guard, my son's life will be safe."

Say it.

Looking at Zhao Yunrang, the murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "What else do you have to say?"

Zhao Yunrang was taken aback,
facing the emperor,

Facing Zhao Zhen, he relaxed slowly: "Why did the officials kill me?"

Zhao Zhen was slightly taken aback, he remembered that Zhao Yunrang didn't have this attitude when facing Zhao Shishi!
"Naturally, the assassination of the prince is the reason..."

"Prince?"

Zhao Yunrang shook his head slowly, and even had a feeling that the overall situation was still under control: "Have the officials invited the ancestral temple?"

Zhao Zhen's pupils locked, as if he had just arrived at Zhao Yunrang's plan to get rid of the crime.

"Have the officials ever recorded it in Zongzheng Temple?"

Zhao Zhen even took half a step back...

Zhao Yunrang shook his head slowly, unexpectedly a little bit like a rainbow: "You have a good son, who broke my multi-day plan in one night, but he doesn't have a good father."

"Zhao Zhen, I want to ask you, if you haven't announced it to the world, he is not the prince, he is not the prince, what reason do you use to kill me?"

Zhao Zongshi trembled,
He actually admired his father a little bit.

den den den

Zhao Zhen even took three steps back and was supported by Zhao Shi. Zhao Shi said helplessly, "Why don't you listen to me tell a story first?"

Zhao Zhen was taken aback for a moment,
Zhao Yunrang was... surprised.

Do not know why,

He was calm and composed when facing Zhao Zhen, and he was not even that afraid, but when facing Zhao Zhen... he was extremely afraid.

"Oh? Mr. Xiao Lang is so elegant, I would like to hear more about it."

Zhao Shi ignored Zhao Yunrang, just looked into the distance quietly: "The story begins with an evil ghost wandering in the palace."

"In the palace?"

"Evil ghost?"

Zhao Yun asked in the palace, Zhao Zhen asked the evil ghost, Zhao Shi ignored him, but continued: "That evil ghost has three knives stuck in its back, it neither hurts nor kills."

"Don't hurt people, don't kill people?" Zhao Zhen frowned slightly: "Could it be that there is some grievance to sue?"

Zhao Shi nodded: "I thought so too, but later I saw him and he saved my life, but he didn't ask me to help."

"Why?" Zhao Zhen glanced at Er Niang: "Your teacher is Bao Zheng of Kaifeng Prefecture, who is upright and upright, and you have the ability to solve cases. If she is wronged, it would be best to ask you for help, not to mention, she saved it." You die."

Zhao Shi nodded slightly, and even mentioned Zhao Zhen and added what Zhao Zhen was embarrassed to say: "I still have the most powerful father in the world."

The corner of Zhao Zhen's mouth twitched slightly,
I,
not happy at all
Zhao Shi continued: "So, if he doesn't take the initiative to mention it in this situation, it can only prove...he wanders around the palace, doesn't kill or hurt people, maybe it's not for revenge."

"That is?"

Zhao Zhen was a little puzzled: "Everything has a purpose. She doesn't hurt people, she doesn't kill people, but she pretends to be a ghost. It's not a grievance. Isn't it fun?"

"Fun?" Zhao Shi shook his head, "He's not like that." Then he suddenly looked at Zhao Yunrang: "Old King, do you know why?"

Zhao Yun was taken aback for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "I don't know, and what's more, what does Xiao Langjun have to do with me when he tells a story that is completely different from the opposite?"

"No hurry." Zhao Shi smiled: "The story just started, and then I learned that he had three daughters, and his daughter told me firmly that there was nothing unusual about his suicide, he just inserted it for himself." Killed himself with three knives."

"Atonement?"

Zhao Zhen asked tentatively, then his whole body trembled, and hissed: "Atonement, right? His purpose is atonement?"

Zhao Shi looked at Zhao Zhen who had finally found the thrill of solving the case, smiled slightly, and...

slight hesitation,

even,

He was about to shut up, but finally continued: "Perhaps, it's just that his three daughters are all alive and kicking, and even, being too alive and kicking, shouldn't make a father commit suicide in order to atone for his sins."

Zhao Zhen nodded slightly following Zhao Shi's narration: "Besides, he made atonement with his daughter, why did he wander around the palace?"

Zhao Shi pursed his lips,

very hard,

Then he said with difficulty: "Then, when I entered the Prince's Mansion of Runan County at night, he found this?"

Zhao Shi took out a stack of papers, but Zhao Zhen didn't give them back when he came to get them. Zhao Zhen shook his head helplessly: "You want to say that this matter is related to the Prince's Mansion of Runan County?"

"Impossible." Zhao Yunrang raised his head suddenly, and his voice was even slightly sharp: "The Prince's Mansion of Runan County has never had any connection with the three daughters' three knives, besides..."

"Is it impossible for the important evidence of the Prince's Mansion of Runan County to be placed in Zhao Zongyin's room?"

Zhao Shi turned his head and asked,

Zhao Yun was stunned: "You know, what are you still taking out?"

Zhao Shi shook his head: "You still haven't grasped the point. The point is not why he would rather forge evidence to frame you, but..."

"A person in such a state...why would he...deliberately frame you?"

Zhao Yunrang trembled,
The reason why he framed himself did not mean that he was guilty, but... he was suspected.

slam
Zhao Zhen seemed to have begun to find the joy of solving the case. Taking advantage of Zhao Shi's inattention, he snatched the stack of papers,
just one look,
"August Renwu in the first year of Qingli?" Zhao Shi could tell at a glance, let alone Zhao Zhen...

Zhao Zhen didn't even get stuck, and murmured while seeing the words clearly: "This seems to be Xi'er's birthday."

Immediately...

All sounds are silent.

Immediately...

Zhao Zhen seldom said that he took seven or eight steps backwards, and then...

click
Grab the paper in your hand,

Although not sure,

but……

Atonement!

three knives,

Three daughters, and he...

There also happens to be...

three...

dead son.
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(End of this chapter)