wealthy lord

Chapter 604 The death of Cui Mingchong, the top contest
Cui Mingchong was the one he protected, and this matter had long been an open secret.

Moreover, this must be a deliberate conspiracy.

But Lin Yun is still not sure who did it.

After all, there are too many people who want Cui Mingchong's life.

Fulin'an is one of them, and all the powerful officials of the princelings are suspected.

However, after careful analysis, Fulinan should not take action at this juncture in order to protect his son.

And the Fifth Prince has a hot-tempered personality. If it was really him who did it, he must have shown it just now.

As for Meng Yuan, he is the kind of person who doesn't let go of the eagle when he sees the rabbit. It is impossible to offend Cui Hongyu in order to silence Cui Mingchong. It is obviously not worth the gain.

Finally, Lin Yun glanced at the Eight Wise Kings meaningfully. He had been wondering about the meaning of tonight's drinking party, but now it seemed that the answer was close at hand.

The Eight Sage King smiled bitterly and said, "Is Lin Zhongtang doubting this king?"

Cui Mingchong is already dead now. Lin Yun cannot be stupid and offend a prince for a dead person.

He joked: "How can you! The Eighth Prince has been drinking with me. If I doubt anyone, I can't doubt you!"

The Eight Sage King sighed: "Hey, even if Lin Zhongtang doubts me, you can understand it! However, I can assure you with my personality that I don't know about this matter! If Lin Zhongtang wants to find out the truth, find out The real culprit behind the scenes, I will definitely help you!"

Lin Yun said: "Forget it! Your Majesty, let's end the drinking tonight! I have other important matters, so I won't disturb you and the princess' rest! Wanqing, pack up and let's go!"

Ye Wanqing also realized the seriousness of the problem, immediately got up, tidied her clothes, and left with Lin Yun.

And Ma Ji followed closely like a bodyguard, always paying attention to the surrounding environment.

No matter how slow his reaction was, he still understood that Cui Mingchong's death must be a warning to Lin Yun, and it could even be considered a provocation.

The Eight Wise Kings watched them leave and smiled bitterly.

At this time, Meng Zhiyi frowned and said, "Ms. sir, did you send someone to kill Cui Mingchong?"

The Eighth Sage King smiled and said nothing, picked up the wine glass that Lin Yun had just filled for him, and said meaningfully: "Zhiyi, politics is like the wine in this glass. You know you will get drunk if you drink it, but you have to drink it." !”

As he spoke, he poured the wine in the glass directly onto the ground.

Meng Zhiyi sighed quietly: "Ms. sir, you know it's impossible, so why do you want to..."

"boom!"

The Eighth Sage King slapped his hand on the table and shouted angrily: "Okay! Whatever you do or don't do for your husband has nothing to do with you! Be your prince's wife!"

After that, he stood up and left.

Meng Zhiyi bit her lower lip secretly, tears welling up in her eyes.

On the other side, Lin Yun and others returned to Yun Mansion. Cui Mingchong's body was placed on the floor of the hall, covered with a layer of white cloth.

Wang Chuanzhong had been waiting respectfully for a long time, clasping his fists and saying: "I am humble enough to see you, Lord, and Madam of the Central Hall!"

Lin Yunyi raised his hand: "No need! Let's talk about the specific situation!"

Wang Chuanzhong subconsciously looked at Ma Ji and saw him blinking at him. Wang Chuanzhong immediately understood that Lin Yun was in a very bad mood.

He said in a deep voice: "The people from the infantry commander's office just now said that Cui Mingchong was shot dead by a group of men in black! It was in an alley not far from Yichun Tower!"

Lin Yun sighed: "Where did that group of men in black come from? Can we find out?" "The soldiers on patrol at the time heard the gunshots and chased into the alley. They vaguely heard that the group did not have a Beijing accent..."

Wang Chuanzhong was on tenterhooks at the moment. Although Lin Yun was not angry, the atmosphere in the room made him breathless.

Ye Wanqing said: "Ms. sir, are you doubting the Eight Wise Kings?"

Lin Yun sneered: "Is doubt useful? He will not admit it without direct evidence!"

With that said, Lin Yun came to the corpse, lifted the white cloth, and watched Cui Mingchong die with his eyes open. His head was broken, red and white things were stained on his face, and the pungent smell of blood was nauseating.

Without changing his expression, Lin Yun reached out and forcibly broke open the broken bones of Cui Mingchong's head, and dug hard inside with his fingers.

Ye Wanqing had never seen this terrifying scene before, and she spat out the food she had just eaten.

"Ms. sir, please... stop it! It's disgusting!"

Ma Ji also said: "Sir, what are you looking for?"

But Lin Yun didn't say anything and still went his own way.

Suddenly, he felt a hard object inside Cui Mingchong's head. He pulled it out and saw that it was shrapnel shot by a bamboo gun.

Lin Yun took out a white handkerchief from his arms, wiped the blood on the shrapnel, and saw an 8 on the shrapnel.

There are definitely no Arabic numerals in this world, but when Lin Yun first developed the bamboo gun and ammunition, he ordered Yang Tiexin to engrave a mark on each batch of ammunition to represent the shipment number.

Others couldn't understand it, but Lin Yun was able to follow the clues and find out who the ammunition was originally sold to.

Ma Ji and Wang Chuanzhong stretched their necks, watching Lin Yun staring at the shrapnel in a daze, and asked curiously: "Sir, what do the symbols on this shrapnel mean?"

Lin Yun was too lazy to explain to him. He stood up, looked at Cui Mingchong, and said in a deep voice: "Cui Mingchong, Cui Mingchong, I have warned you a long time ago to avoid going to Yichun Tower, but you just didn't listen! This is not because I don't want to protect you. , but you are seeking your own death!”

As he spoke, he left the blood-stained handkerchief fluttering on the ground, turned around and walked out of the hall, waving his hand and saying: "See, keep the body well!"

Lin Yun came to the study, rummaged through the bookcases, and finally found a ledger.

After opening it, he compared the numbers on the shrapnel and quickly found out that the buyer of the goods was none other than the Eight Wise Kings.

At the beginning, the Eighth Sage King spent 100,000 taels of silver from his own pocket to buy 2,000 sets of equipment to arm the Yucheng garrison.

But after the Lin family of the feudal lord was pacified, the two thousand elites were secretly transferred away by the Eight Wise Kings.

It was only when Wang Chuanzhong came to Beijing to report on his work a few days ago that he accidentally mentioned this matter, and Lin Yun suddenly realized it.

He fell down on the chair and sneered: "Eight Wise King, Eight Wise King! You are so smart and confused for a moment! You didn't guess that I would mark every ammunition! You old fox will eventually The tail is still exposed!”

At this time, Ye Wanqing brought a bowl of ginseng tea, put it on the table, and asked: "Mr. Master, it stands to reason that the Eight Wise Kings should not do such a stupid thing based on their scheming. He invited you to drink at his house, and then Isn’t it obvious that assassinating Cui Mingchong is asking for death?”

Lin Yun smiled contemptuously: "Do you know what is true and false, false and true?"

"Are you saying that the Eight Wise Kings deliberately mislead me to paralyze my husband?"

Lin Yun nodded and said: "That's what I mean by eight achievements! However, he probably never dreamed that my husband would mark every bullet!"

Ye Wanqing felt his scalp numb. The Eight Wise Kings were cunning enough, but his own man was even better.

This is definitely a top-notch political contest.

(End of this chapter)