Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 76 Visit (4000)

The Confidential Pavilion is divided into upper and lower floors.

The upper floor is surrounded by a wall of books and has a strong aroma of books. In addition to the files, all cases involving practitioners that occurred every day of the week must be recorded in it.

The lower floor is the place of command. On the rectangular desk in the center is a breathtaking miniature Kyoto city. It is well-made and meticulously crafted. Every street and alley has been restored to the extreme. It is difficult not to look at it as long as you stand here. Give birth to the feeling that everything is under control.

But Cui Zhi, who was not in control, was spraying wildly.

So much so that some people in the Confidential Cabinet stopped in their tracks and stopped what they were doing when they heard his scolding.

Beside the book wall, there was a young secretary who clenched the file in his hand tightly, with veins showing on his hands.

Two women recording things at a desk looked at each other and saw the shame in each other's eyes.

One of the owners used a little force and broke the pen in his hand.

Many people were silent, but their faces were red.

Of course, although more people looked at Cui Zhi and heard his curse, their expressions were numb and unfazed.

But no matter what, Cui Zhi's voice echoed repeatedly throughout the two floors above and below the Confidential Pavilion, deafening.

At this moment, this scene should retain the appearance of all sentient beings.

There is a tea table in the corner of the second floor. There are two people on the left and right sides. The teapot in the middle is filled with mist, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

The man on the left is dressed in coarse linen clothes, but he is tall and majestic, with a square face and a black beard. He is not angry and intimidating. His name is Pang Shi and he comes from Xuanzong, so he is naturally one of the elders who came down the mountain.

The person on the right is wearing a green robe and a long gown. His face is not handsome, but he has an elegant temperament.

He is Wei Jinglue, a famous painter in Kyoto many years ago, but few people know that he is also the youngest elder of the Qingzong. He is a master of miraculous skills and once became famous on the flower boats on the Huaihe River.

At this time, he was concentrating on drawing. On the whiteboard he held up in his hand, he quickly sketched out the image of Cui Zhi below, with shackled hands, head held high, the right side of his face swollen, but his eyes were bright, and he was foaming at the mouth. Hengfei's appearance of not fearing power is lifelike.

Pang Shi did not urge him because he knew that Wei Jinglue always drew very quickly.

Sure enough, after Cui Zhi, the most important character in the painting, was sketched, Wei Jinglue's arm began to dance so fast that it left an afterimage.

In the time it took him to take a sip of tea, he painted all the images of all living beings that could be accommodated on a canvas. At a glance, he felt that they were exactly the same as the picture in front of him.

"The young elder's painting skills are still as good as before."

"Uncle Pang's compliments are just trivial."

Pang Shi glanced down at Liu Guangyi, the minister of Shuntian Prefecture, who was still wiping his face with a hand scroll and spitting foam, and said: "When you entered Qingzong, Mr. Liu disagreed and wanted you to enter Shuntian Prefecture. Did you ever regret?"

Wei Jinglue shook his head after hearing this, looked at Cui Zhi below, put down his painting brush, and said to Elder Pang Shipang, who had high prestige in Xuanzong, "I think he is right, so I didn't enter this place in the first place." Shit place.”

Pang Shi shook his head and clearly disagreed with his remarks. He said, "Why do you think he can talk nonsense here?"

Wei Jinglue replied: "Mr. Liu wants to protect him, otherwise he would be in prison now. The old man wants him to speak, so he can scold him."

Pang Shi said: "So, Mr. Liu is the Shuntian Mansion, so this is really not a shitty place. It's just that sometimes the old man has too many things to do and can't care about too many details, so he just turns a blind eye."

Wei Jinglue didn't want to discuss this matter with Pang Shi anymore. He spread his hands and smiled happily: "In short, we can't take Cui Zhi away now."

Pang Shi raised his eyebrows and said: "The old man came forward to protect him, and we always have to give him face. But why are you so happy?"

Wei Jinglue picked up the teapot and filled it for himself. When the mist blurred his face, he said, "What are we going to do with Cui Zhi? Pour dirty water on him, and then kill him to vent our anger? What's the point?"

"What if he knows something?"

"Uncle Pang, His Highness the Crown Prince wants to kill someone, how can he say hello to him? He just followed the little Sizhi of Tianfu, and was suspended from his position and stayed at home."

Pang Shi frowned, his eyebrows scrawled like grass but also thick and crazy: "I'm asking you, why are you so happy?"

Wei Jinglue sat down and took a sip of tea. As the descendant elder of the three major sects, he was mainly responsible for investigating the murder and establishing dignity for the sect. He actually said: "Although this is our first meeting, I feel that this world should There are people like Cui Zhi.”

Pang Shi frowned deeply, looked at Wei Jinglue, and found that his buttocks sitting on the chair were a little crooked.

Wei Jinglue put down the tea cup: "To be honest, I don't agree with what happened in the arena before. Why do you have to provoke the prince? Is it because the sword of Prince Dangbei is too short and can't reach the capital?"

Pang Shi corrected and emphasized: "It's not you, it's us."

Wei Jinglue: "Okay, we, Dahuang's spiritual vein is certainly important, but sometimes we should have a bottom line when doing things. What's going on with the twelve women?"

Pang Shi was silent.

Wei Jing slightly waved his hand: "Let's not mention the twelve women, let's talk about what happened in the ring. If the prince's strength is not beyond expectation, at least he is seriously injured. Isn't it right to kill a few of us in revenge afterwards?"

"What's the matter, we are only allowed to bully others, and others are not allowed to fight back?"

"If you fight back, you are going to fight like this. Do you really think that this time your opponent is just a ball of dough that you can knead easily?"

"Dangbei Palace is the most murderous palace in the past ten years!"

"Dangbei King is one of the three high mountains in Zhoutian!"

"Sometimes, I really don't understand what you people of the older generation think."

"How many years has it been since Zongbu entered the court?"

"Do you really think Kyoto is still the Kyoto of the three major sects?"

"What era is it now?"

After finishing a long sentence, Wei Jing let out a sigh of relief and picked up the tea cup at hand again. This time he drank it all without taking a sip.

After Pang Shi finished drinking the tea, his face turned pale: "Maybe you are right."

Wei Jinglue was slightly surprised when he heard this.

But soon Pang Shi said again: "But the cause and effect are not important now. What is important is that you must understand that if our people died in Kyoto for no reason, we cannot give an explanation, what impact this will have. "

This time Wei Jing was slightly silent.

Pang Shi continued: "Perhaps we should change some of the ways of doing things, but that is a matter to be discussed later. Now, no matter whether it is right or wrong, we must use the greatest momentum, the strongest force, and the best way to deter the enemy. Way to end this matter perfectly and neatly."

Wei Jing slightly sighed: "Is that why Jing Zong let the crazy woman come down the mountain this time?"

Pang Shi nodded heavily: "She is the best candidate."

Wei Jinglue: "How long do we have to search?"

"Night at the latest."

"What if we don't find the body again at night?"

Pang Shi: "Tomorrow morning we will visit the deceased son at his residence."

Wei Jinglue shook his head again: "Do you think the prince will bury the body in the palace?"

Pang Shi said: "I don't think it's unimportant. What's important is that if there are so many investigative experts from Shuntian Prefecture and Dali Temple, and they cooperate with all the government agencies to search Kyoto for a whole day and still can't find the body, then it means that the body is only Can be in a place where there is no search.”

Although Wei Jinglue wanted to say that this was nonsense, it did make sense. "Judging from the current clues, it is the people around the Crown Prince who took action. Their timeline and action line can be inferred that after killing people, it is difficult for them to have time to go elsewhere, so it will be difficult to bring the body back to the Crown Prince's mansion. the best choice."

"The prince will not do such stupid things as destroying corpses and destroying traces."

"If the body can be found in his mansion."

Speaking of this, Pang Shi's tone paused slightly:
"Don't say he is the third prince."

"Even the third prince must respect the dead people of the three major sects."

Wei Jinglue watched Pang Shi's involuntary arrogance spread out, and couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Uncle Pang."

Pang Shi looked at him and said, "I don't know why Qingzong asked you to come, but since you are here, you must stand firmly with us."

Wei Jinglue replied: "The headmaster asked me to come, which naturally means that my opinions represent Qingzong's opinions. If we really come to visit tomorrow, I am not sure I will stand firmly with you."

Pang Shi solemnly emphasized again: "We."

After speaking, he did not wait for Wei Jinglue to answer again, but said: "Let's go and clear the prison."

But afterward, he added: "Don't mention this in front of Aunt Chen."

……

Qing Prison is located next to Shuntian Mansion, underground of Dali Temple, and never sees the light of day all year round.

Whether it's Aunt Chen or a crazy woman, a gloomy-faced old woman is sitting where she shouldn't be - the warden's chair.

Around her were all Zhou Tian's officials, but no one dared to question it, because the warden, Mr. Zhao Yue, was hanging his head next to her, like a slave.

It can be seen from this that not only does this old woman have a great background, but her own status is also great, and she even crosses the line without knowing it.

In fact, it is okay for her to cross the line. After all, she is not only an elder of Jingzong, but also a fellow disciple of the master. It is said that she is also a Taoist companion with one of the famous Seven Swordsmen of Qingshan Sword Sect behind Jingzong.

One thing I have to mention is that Concubine Chen, who is most favored by His Majesty in the palace, is her niece.

This time Jing Zong asked her to go down the mountain, naturally he also valued this level of relationship.

Therefore, this old woman will be respected wherever she goes, and if this happens for a long time, no matter who she is, she will have the illusion that she is the only one in the world.

Old woman Chen's delusion was particularly strong, so she not only sat in an official position that she should not have sat in.

She also instigated Qi Yi when facing Zhou Tian's officials. She even casually injured a prison officer who was a good interrogator two quarters of an hour ago because of her anger.

And the reason for being upset.
Naturally, it was because it was well known in the sect that the deceased Chen Song was her nephew, but this relationship was only a rumor and had not been confirmed.

As for the truth, no one knows better than Chen Song's cousin, the scholar Jiang Wenzhao who was lucky enough to escape the Dangbei Palace this time.

Scholars know that there is no such thing as an aunt-nephew relationship, and if there is, it is an incestuous relationship.
When Chen Song was alive, he was Aunt Chen's face.

I just have to wait on him every now and then.

Of course, now scholar Jiang Wenzhao is very lucky that Aunt Chen is here to preside over this matter.

Because no matter what, her identity, background and strength are here, so she can use the strongest power.

Judging from the current logic and clues, everyone knows in their hearts that no one except the Third Prince dares, and no one else has the power to kill people from the three major sects.

So I was very frightened. Thinking that Jiang Wenzhao, who had escaped death because of a strange combination of circumstances that day, now very much hopes that all the people in the prince's mansion will die, because he is still alive because he is afraid that the people in the prince's mansion will continue to miss him. It made him feel terrified every day.

Naturally, he was very much in favor of the crusade against the Prince's Mansion.

So, beside Old Woman Chen, he has been doing one thing for the past two days - quietly adding fuel to the fire.

Turns out he did a pretty good job.

Late tonight, news came from both Shuntian Mansion and Dali Temple that the investigation was fruitless.

During the prison clearance, after using various confessions and clues to piece together the timeline logic, we came to the conclusion that if the body was still there, it would most likely be in the prince's mansion.

Old woman Chen did not even discuss with Xuanzong's Pang Shi and Qingzong Wei Jinglue.

He said directly: "Tomorrow morning, we will pay a visit to the deceased son's residence."

Pang Shi sat aside and nodded, because this was no different from what he expected.

Wei Jinglue was in the prison, and through the small skylight, he saw a corner of Kyoto where the heavy rain had not stopped, and drew a picture.

It's just different from the extremely fast and lifelike picture of all living beings he painted before with Cui Zhi as the protagonist. He painted this painting very slowly. Even after dawn, the painting still didn't look good.

The main reason is that the weather is not beautiful.

……

The morning light did not pierce the heavy clouds.

The heavy rain that started yesterday turned into heavy rain, and then the heavy rain turned into moderate rain and light rain. Now it finally stopped, and the whole city of Kyoto seemed to be washed white.

The rows of high-hanging red lanterns in the Crown Prince's residence are now somewhat faded, and the puddles below are glowing red, like diluted blood.

The two characters "囍" in front of the door were a little crooked and the servants didn't have time to sort them out. I don't know why. The remaining joy of the previous wedding looked a bit gloomy in this hazy morning.
Officials from Dali Temple and Shuntian Mansion, under the command of their superiors, walked through the cleanest streets in Kyoto in Yuanfang and the most transparent puddles to surround this gloomy mansion.

Good at investigating crimes.

Zhao Youming, the master of Dali Temple who was also good at being a dog, stepped up the steps and came to the gate of the Prince's Mansion under the eyes of everyone.

He was a little nervous, so he took a deep breath.

Then the brass knocker clicked.

Soon, a childish but solemn voice came from inside and asked: "Who is it?"

Wang Youming raised his voice and shouted with such high spirits that he had never shouted in his life:
"Dali Temple Temple King Youming."

"Young Minister Yan Jinliang of Shuntian Prefecture."

"Qingzong, Elder Wei Jingluewei."

"Xuanzong, Elder Pang Shipang."

"Jingzong, Elder Chen Guchen."

"I came here to visit His Highness the Crown Prince!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a soft creaking sound, and the seemingly extremely heavy door of the Crown Prince's residence was opened.

The book boy is on the left and the maid is on the right.

But only the book boy made a sound:
"Please."

　hiss~~
　　It seems like it will be next month soon
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(End of this chapter)