Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 77: Self-certification by caesarean section (4700 readers requested)
The black clouds were so low that they seemed about to destroy the city.

The current stop of rain seems to be just a chance for the city of Kyoto to breathe. Anyone with a discerning eye will know from the weather that violent storms may come again soon.

As for the besieged Crown Prince's residence, not only was it under heavy clouds, but it also faced an invasion from foreign enemies.

But the third son, Zhao Chengfeng, who got up early in the morning, and his new bride, the young princess Wei Huanchu, didn't seem to care that much on the surface.

Before the book boy and the maid opened the door, the two of them were sitting in the middle hall where they were waiting for guests. Xiaochan made a pot of hot tea, filled it, and handed it to them respectively.

After taking a sip of hot tea, the moist and sticky feeling in the air was reduced a little.

Today, Zhao Chengfeng, who was dressed in black satin and gold thread and looked neat and noble, turned the hollow silver ball in the palm of his left hand. True energy flowed through it, and for a while there was a constant whistling sound.

Wei Huanchu, who was dressed plainly and elegantly on the side, without any makeup, but still giving off a bright and elegant look, blinked when he saw this scene, and then spread his palms.

Seeing her move, Zhao Chengfeng raised his thumb, and one of the silver balls drew a parabola, reaching the highest point in front of Wei Huanchu at the level of her eyebrows, and then fell into her palm exactly.

There was almost no hesitation, and the silver ball began to spin as soon as it entered the jade hand.

The whistling sound and rotation speed are comparable to those of the Third Prince.

Zhao Chengfeng was naturally slightly surprised when he saw this, because the hollow silver ball in his hand was made of a special material. There were thousands of paths in it. The practitioner used his true energy to drill into them, which was equivalent to playing an exquisite maze game. Use the true essence to find different exits. Once it hits a wall, the silver ball will stagnate. Only by constantly finding the right path can the true essence drive the silver ball to continuously rotate and accelerate, which can greatly exercise the ability to control the true essence.

And now Wei Huanchu's ability to control the true energy is as fine as his ability to play casually. It seems that the little lady has something~!

How did Zhao Chengfeng know that the reason why Wei Huanchu wanted to play with the silver ball was just to relieve her stress, and she even deliberately controlled it to the same level as Zhao Chengfeng.

If she was serious about the sophistication of controlling the true energy, she was afraid that Zhao Chengfeng would be shocked and dumbfounded if she showed it.

Zhao Chengfeng didn't know what she was thinking, but he wanted to see where his little lady's upper limit was, so he made the silver ball in his hand spin faster, whizzed louder, and raised his eyebrows at her.

How could Wei Huan tolerate the prince's provocation for the first time?Natural acceleration in hand.

So the two of them tested each other a little bit, each grasped the measure of only winning the other side, and began to stack up.
The two of them were competing
This kind of competition has been won and defeated dozens of times in just a few breaths.

So the wind seemed to have stopped and made no sound outside the hall, because there were beads spinning inside the hall and the wind was howling.

Xiaochan's hair is messy...
But she didn't care, she just looked a little stunned at this scene.

Although she is certain that the young lady will win the final victory.

But you two.
So childish~!

It seems that if he goes faster, he will go beyond the limits of ordinary practitioners and reach the critical point of some geniuses, and he will be questioned about what he has and what he has not.
So in the next moment, Zhao Chengfeng and Wei Huanchu stopped the silver balls in their hands almost at the same time.

Then, they got along very well in the past few days after getting married. The two people, who were obviously already familiar with each other, looked at each other with a hint of admiration.

He looked at her: "Not bad~."

She replied: "You can too."

Before they could continue to boast to each other, the knock on the door had already started.

Wei Huanchu heard the sound and looked at Zhao Chengfeng: "I suddenly thought of a very important question."

"You said."

Wei Huanchu asked: "Is what happened this time really, purely, just for justice?"

Zhao Chengfeng said frankly: "It's also a bit of a personal grudge."

Wei Huanchu's heart dropped halfway: "That's good."

Looking at her appearance, Zhao Chengfeng asked, "Isn't it purely for justice?"

Wei Huanchu said calmly: "I don't know if it's good or not. Anyway, he will die soon. If he doesn't die this time, he will die next time."

Zhao Chengfeng grinned: "Are you ready?"

Wei Huanchu looked at him with clear eyes and said, "What's the use of me being prepared? The key is that you are not prepared."

Zhao Chengfeng didn't reply. He sat upright and looked at the door. In fact, it was of no use if he was ready. The key was to see.
……

Relative to the newlyweds who seemed unprepared.

The group of people who entered the Prince's Mansion had already prepared everything.

It's just that when facing the status of Zhao Chengfeng and the little princess, it's one thing to be prepared, but you still have to give them the respect they deserve.

Therefore, although the officials from Dali Temple and Shuntian Prefecture have surrounded this place, making sure that not a single fly can fly out, and the momentum seems overwhelming, everyone still pays homage first and then fights in the name of paying a visit.

This is the rule.

This is a rule that has been slowly condensed over many, many years after the world is far away and the temple is high.

What is even a bit ridiculous is that the three princes and people from the Shuntian Mansion of Dali Temple who came to question the crime were almost certain that the culprit was the Third Prince. They were eager to find direct evidence immediately and wished that the Third Prince would die soon. They even brought wedding gifts to His Highness the Third Prince.
Although they didn't know each other before, this was obviously part of the rules.

Because since etiquette comes first and then soldiers, etiquette must be in place, and there will be no mercy at all when it comes to soldiers.

So naturally, after the group met the legendary third prince and the young princess, they all greeted them according to etiquette.

Zhao Chengfeng was not stingy either. Not only did he seat everyone according to their status, he also brought all the tea and cakes to them. If he didn't know what was going to happen next, this scene seemed to have at least all the etiquette in place. , seemingly harmonious.

Wei Jinglue said nothing.

On the other hand, looking at the third prince and the little princess in the two main seats in the middle hall, I felt that the boy was handsome and cynical, and the girl was as elegant, calm and calm as a lake. The picture was a bit nice, and I wanted to paint a picture of them.

Of course, all the harmony in front of us was broken by the sentence: "His Royal Highness, you should know what the purpose of our trip is."

There was silence in the middle hall for a moment, only the wind outside the hall was shouting and howling, and coupled with the gloomy sky, it seemed that an innocent soul came to claim his life.

The person who said this was the scholar Jiang Wenzhao.

He looked at Zhao Chengfeng with his eyes as sharp as a knife.

Zhao Chengfeng naturally looked at him, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "I know, I heard that people from the three major sects died. If I remember correctly, the deceased should be Qiu Sichang, Fan Yuanhui, oh yes, there is also a name, called , what’s your name, the name is a bit ordinary, Chen Song, yes, that’s the name.”

As soon as these words came out, only a damp wind seemed to sweep through the nave.

Gu Gu, who was particularly senior and was sitting on a big Eight Immortals chair that symbolized her status, narrowed her eyes slightly after hearing this.

The wind ruffled her silver hair, and the coldness between her brows seemed to have frozen.

However, in this environment where there was a moment of silence because of Zhao Chengfeng's words, the next moment it was he who spoke out to break the silence.

He didn't care about the looks of people in the hall at all, but said in a deep voice: "I remember that the four of you have a good relationship. You are like four lap dogs around the Third Prince of Dahuang. They are all dead, why are you not dead yet? ?”

No one would have thought that the Third Prince would speak so sharply and directly.

If Jiang Wenzhao's eyes were like daggers, then His Highness the Crown Prince's eyes were filled with murderous intent as they looked at each other.

Therefore, the silence he broke, and because of his silence again, the scene caught the group of people who came to hold him accountable for a while.

Jiang Wenzhao's face turned pale and he dodged His Highness the Crown Prince's eyes.

The two officials from Dali Temple and Shuntian Mansion looked at each other, wondering what they saw in each other's eyes.

Two of the three descending elders of the three major sects were still calm. Chen Gu was puzzled as to why the third prince could be so arrogant, so she secretly began to use her spiritual consciousness, but found nothing.

So, she took a look at Dali Temple's chief king, Youming.

Wang Youming noticed the look in his eyes, and immediately stood up, walked to the open space in the center of the nave, bowed to Zhao Chengfeng first, and then made an invitation gesture to Jiang Wenzhao.

The meaning is simple and clear.give it to me.

Jiang Wenzhao immediately sat back and heard a message in his ears.

"waste."

Naturally, Aunt Chen was scolding him for avoiding the prince's gaze.

If you still have no performance after this, return to the sect.
Jiang Wenzhao's already pale face turned even paler.

And here, Wang Youming, the most famous master of Dali Temple, the designated successor of the next Shaoqing, and a famous detective master in Kyoto, with a square face and awe-inspiring justice, spoke first. He said first: "His Royal Highness and Brother Wen Zhao. Let’s not mention his personal grievances for the moment, and let’s say that the three people just mentioned by the Crown Prince have indeed disappeared.”

Zhao Chengfeng did not answer. He held the celadon cover of the tea cup in his hand and rubbed it against the rim of the cup, but it did not make any sound. He lost the murderous aura just now and returned to the appearance of a noble and elegant young master.

Wei Huanchu listened very seriously, and his pupils even opened slightly because of Wang Youming's words. His upper body leaned forward slightly, just like a student in the academy who was listening carefully to the lecture.

Wang Youming added at this time: "After our three days and two nights of investigation, it seems that the three of them have suffered an accident."

"Many people died in Qingluan Gorge where Qiu Sichang was located. They were all stab wounds with wide and deep wounds."

"As far as I know, the elite cavalry of the Dangbei Frontier Army use a thick-edged knife that fits the wound, and His Highness's scholar."

As he said that, Wang Youming looked at the child who had just stood next to the Third Prince after welcoming them in, frowned and said, "Long Aotian, right?"

Who is Long Aotian?

When Wang Youming called his name, of course he responded loudly: "Exactly!"

Zhao Chengfeng picked his ears.

All the people who came to ask questions did not know why this little book boy was so loud.
Of course, this is not important. Wang Youming took out a stack of paper from his arms, took the top three sheets, and handed it to the Third Prince very respectfully: "Your Highness, this is the confession of some vendors on the streets of Chengmen. They are all here." On the day of the incident, Long Aotian was seen near the east gate of the city closest to Qingluan Gorge."

Zhao Chengfeng asked: "Why are you so sure?"

Wang Youming said: "A porcelain doll like His Highness the Book Boy is impressive."

As he said that, he looked at Long Aotian's little face: "I want to ask you, this book boy, why did you appear at the east gate if you didn't follow the prince when he was getting married?"

Long Aotian didn't answer, as if he couldn't answer, but his expression was calm and calm.

Wang Youming was surprised for a moment and looked at the Third Prince.

Zhao Chengfeng actually said happily: "You continue to talk about your story."

Wang Youming also knew that this was not the time to ask questions, so he continued according to his own predetermined rhythm: "Okay, let's put the book boy issue aside for now."

"How to explain the whereabouts of Liu Meiniang and Zhongli?"

As he spoke, he handed the pieces of paper to the Third Prince.

Give evidence one by one and explain everything one by one.

It has to be said that Wang Youming is clear and logical, and his analysis is very reasonable.

Everything seemed to have been firmly proven, which attracted a slight nod from Elder Xuanzong Pang Shipang, and an appreciative look from the Jingzong old woman Chen Gu.

Not long after, Wang Youming finished the case of the other two people.

Then he said loudly:

"Your Highness, they all appeared in places they shouldn't have appeared on your wedding day, and they happened to be close to the disciples of the sect who are currently missing and most likely dead."

"All the witnesses are outside the house today. If Your Highness wants to hear it, I can ask them to come in and testify."

"There are many more evidences such as blood stains and techniques, which can all corroborate each other."

Zhao Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief: "So what does Mr. Wang want to say?"

Wang Youming denounced him harshly: "Everyone knows that it is not convenient to destroy the corpses of disciples of the sect. No matter what method is used, it can lead to the involvement of secret techniques within the sect. Combined with the current clues, they all point to the Shizi Mansion."

"So after three days and two nights of investigation in Dali Temple and Shuntian Mansion, it is almost certain that as long as the body is there, it is most likely in the prince's mansion, because this is the only place that has the greatest relationship with the case and has not been searched. "

Finally, Wang Youming looked at Zhao Chengfeng and knelt down on one knee: "Your Highness, given the current situation, I am humble enough to make a suggestion."

Zhao Chengfeng put down the lid of his tea cup and nodded gently.

Wang Youming said loudly: "Your Highness, can you allow a search of the house to prove your innocence?"

His sonorous voice echoed in the nave, his burning eyes represented justice, and his pride stood straight.
Just looking at this picture alone, can’t he be a good official?
At the same time, the two elders of the three major sects, except Wei Jinglue, also spoke at the same time.

Elder Pang Shipang of Xuanzong and Chen Gu, an old woman of Jingzong secretly transported the true energy and said one after another: "Your Highness, can you allow the search of the house to prove your innocence?"

The three voices were of different sizes in the nave, and they echoed in different successions. They were so majestic that if ordinary people just heard the sound, they would be suppressed and unable to lift their waists.

But Zhao Chengfeng was still playing with the cup lid and rubbing the rim of the cup, and did not answer. But just as he was about to answer, he saw Wei Huanchu beside him, who had been listening carefully, stood up.

"Master Wang, I understand. Today you are adding three major sects to Shuntian Mansion and Dali Temple to bully others."

The young lady's tone was calm when she spoke, but she had her own aura.

Wang Youming shook his head and shouted as usual: "Why did the little princess say this?"

Wei Huanchu sat back in his seat, puffed out his chest, looked calm, and only whispered: "Xiaochan."

Xiaochan had grown up with the young lady since she was a child, so she naturally understood what it meant. She immediately took a step forward and came to Wang Youming: "Did Mr. Wang have a bowl of noodles in Dongfang this morning?"

Faced with this sudden but extremely nonsensical question, Wang Youming subconsciously shook his head.

Xiaochan raised her finger: "But I clearly saw you eating a bowl of noodles in Dongfang this morning, and you were chased half a street by the boss before you paid!"

Wang Youming looked stunned: "Little girl, what are you talking about."

In the audience, the Shuntian Mansion Shaoqing and the elders of the three major sects all frowned slightly.

Xiaochan turned around at this time: "Miss, I swear, I actually saw Master Wang eating a bowl of noodles in Dongfang this morning, and he was chased half a street by the boss before he paid!"

Wei Huanchu looked at Wang Youming with a solemn expression: "Has Mr. Wang eaten this bowl of noodles that he didn't pay for?"

Wang Youming felt that it was ridiculous and said of course: "Of course not. I didn't know that the little princess and this little maid are here."

Before he could finish his words, Wei Huanchu raised her hand and made a slight move, and a sheathed long sword hanging on the wall not far away and used as an ornament flew into her hand.

The next moment, she waved her hand, and the sword came to Wang Youming. When it fell to the ground, the scabbard separated from the blade with a crisp sound.

When everyone doesn't know why.

Wei Huanchu said: "Since there is a witness that Mr. Wang ate powder and did not pay for it, then..."

As she said that, she stood up and pointed to the edge of the sword blade on the ground: "Master Wang, why don't you perform a disembowelment to prove your innocence~!"

Zhao Chengfeng had a smile on his face, while everyone else in the venue frowned seriously.

Of course, it was impossible for Wang Youming to cut open his belly to prove whether there was any powder in his belly.

He said angrily: "The little princess is ridiculous. I, the king, have never eaten a bowl of so-called rice noodles. This little maid has made such a despicable accusation, and I still need to have a caesarean section to prove my innocence? Isn't it ridiculous?"

The little princess Wei Huanchu raised her head and said in a crisp, unhurried voice, "Your Majesty Wang, it's even more ridiculous. I have never killed any sect disciples in my crown prince's residence. Why do you still need to search my crown prince's residence to make such a base accusation?" Wouldn’t it be even more ridiculous to prove it yourself?”

　I’m bald after reading it all
　　This is not considered out of context, right?
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(End of this chapter)