The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 557
The only commonality among these people is that the women are more showy, and the boys are all pretty children.

At present, that's all I know, but such news is useless at all. There are more good-looking boys and more flamboyant girls. Do we need to check them one by one.

Song Wuya slapped him hard on the ground. For the first time, he felt that he was so incompetent. He was obviously the servant of the criminal department in charge of various cases, but now he was helpless with the bone case.

"My lord, my lord, someone has come to the residence of the Twelve Princes."

Song Wuya looked up at the master, frowned, got up and walked out, what are the people from the palace doing here at this time, is there something wrong?

Song Wuya couldn't help but see a delicate and immature face in his mind, with a pool of water in his eyes, standing above the court hall, with a clear voice, facing everyone's doubts, he responded calmly.

Song Wuya came out in a hurry, but the first thing he saw was Steward He. Steward He was the steward in charge of the palace. Basically, everyone knew that Steward He represented the face of the palace.

When Song Wuya saw Butler He, doubts flashed across his face, but Butler He said with a smile: "Master Song, it was ordered by the concubine to let the old servants lead people to patrol the capital, but the palace has limited people, so I came to look for you." Master Song borrowed some people."

Song Wuya was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up in an instant, and then people quickly called out the Criminal Department's observations. There were hundreds of people, but hundreds of people were still not enough.

"Housekeeper He, let these people be in your care first, and the next official will immediately suspend the letter and enter the palace to ask the emperor to send some people over from the general's mansion."

Just the people from the Ministry of Punishment cannot draw so many people. After all, the Ministry of Punishment is a very important place, and it must be guarded here.

The night was as dark as ink, and it became brightly lit in an instant, and the sound of uniform footsteps carried a calming power.

The terrified people hid in the room, and when they heard the sound, they shrank back even more. Soon, a voice resounded through the capital: "Everyone, don't be afraid, we are the guards of the Twelve Princes' Mansion, and we are ordered to patrol at night. You If there is anything, just shout, and our people will rush over as soon as they hear it."

The common people hiding in the room heard that there were guards and officers and soldiers patrolling, and immediately opened the door boldly, and then saw a line of troops passing by the door, and the next group of people gathered not far behind. bodyguard.

The recent case of bones made everyone terrified. Now that they see officials patrolling, they feel more at ease. Some people patrol at night, no matter how powerful the other party is, they dare not continue to come out to arrest people.

Song Wuya entered the palace overnight, the emperor had already fallen asleep, but because Song Wuya begged to see him, he put on his coat again and got up again. Regarding Song Wuya's method, the emperor couldn't help but praise him: "That's right, this method is good, in this case , can temporarily calm people's hearts, but the case still needs to find the murderer as soon as possible."

Song Wuya nodded: "Your Majesty, it is the Twelve Princesses who came up with this idea."

Thinking of Mo Qingcheng, Song Wuya couldn't help but feel sympathy in his heart. When he was bullied by his aunt and concubine in the Prime Minister's Mansion and thrown to the Twelve Prince's Mansion, Song Wuya couldn't help but agree with Mo Qingcheng. say.

Twelve princesses?

Although Di Yuanmin had never met Mo Qingcheng, he still had a good impression of Mo Qingcheng. If it wasn't for Mo Qingcheng, Di Jiuyang might not have survived the plague last time.

This girl saved his most beloved son.

(End of this chapter)