The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

At this moment, in the room, Qin Feng was staring at Song Guangshan sharply, waiting for his explanation.

Song Guangshan frowned, his eyes fixed on the portrait, his fingers unconsciously stroking his chin.

He slowly raised his head and said to Qin Feng: "I know the man in the portrait. He used to be a security guard in my house, but he didn't come often."

Song Guangshan's voice was a little low, and there was a barely perceptible complexity in his eyes.

Qin Feng's eyes were sharp and he said seriously, "He assassinated His Majesty."

Song Guangshan's eyes widened instantly, his mouth opened slightly, he pretended to be frightened, and his body shrank back suddenly, as if he had heard some terrible news.

He was thinking secretly in his mind: I can't let this matter involve me.

But he said loudly: "How is it possible? This...this has nothing to do with me!"

His expression looked very innocent, and he kept waving his hands in front of him, as if he was trying hard to clear himself.

But his heart was in turmoil, wondering how to deal with the situation next to ensure his own safety.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Song Guangshan asked anxiously. His voice trembled slightly and the muscles on his face were tense, as if he was really worried.

He tightly grasped the corner of his clothes with one hand, and the other hand swayed slightly at his side unconsciously. His eyes were fixed on Qin Feng, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

Qin Feng's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He stared straight into Song Guangshan's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his soul.

After a moment, Qin Feng slowly said, "Your Majesty is fine, he was just frightened."

Song Guangshan patted his chest exaggeratedly and said repeatedly: "This is great, this is great."

He deliberately made his expression look extremely relieved, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

But deep down in his heart, he had other thoughts.

He thought secretly: He was clearly assassinating Xi Yu, but he said it was His Majesty. I can't let them find out about me, I have to think of a way to cover this up.

Song Guangshan had just finished his act of relief when Qin Feng's cold voice rang out: "Come with me."

Song Guangshan's face turned pale in an instant, and the blue veins on his forehead twitched slightly. He waved his hands repeatedly, his eyes full of fear and innocence: "Sir, I absolutely did not participate in the assassination! As for why this guard would do such a treasonous thing, I really don't know." His voice became sharp because of panic, and his body unconsciously stepped back.

Qin Feng's face was as cold as stone. He narrowed his eyes slightly and exuded a chilling aura.

He approached Song Guangshan step by step, and every step seemed to step on Song Guangshan's heart. He said coldly: "You have no choice. If you don't come with me, I will kill you now."

Song Guangshan's legs began to weaken, and he felt as if he was trapped in a huge whirlpool.

He quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and looked around in panic, trying to find a way out, but there were cold walls all around him. He gritted his teeth and could only say helplessly: "Okay...Okay, I'll go with you."

But deep down in his heart, he was planning how to find a way out of this crisis and escape the impending disaster.

Under Qin Feng's escort, Song Guangshan left the mansion with heavy steps.

When the servants in the mansion saw this, they immediately gathered together and started chattering.

A little maid opened her eyes wide and said in panic, "Oh my, what happened to the master? He was taken away by the officials. Is this really related to the assassination?"

The old butler next to him frowned, stroked his beard, and said thoughtfully: "The master usually looks kind and would not do such a rebellious thing, but this matter...ah, it's really hard to figure out."

The servants were talking to each other, with worry and confusion on their faces.

Qin Feng brought Song Guangshan to a dilapidated temple.

At this time, a ragged messenger was waiting there.

Qin Feng expressionlessly took out a few coins from his pocket, handed them to the messenger, and said, "This is your reward."

The messenger's grimy face immediately broke into a brilliant smile. He took the money with both hands, nodding and bowing repeatedly: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir. I will come back to report any news in the future."

There was a greedy gleam in his eyes and he held the currency tightly in his hand as if it was his most precious treasure.

Song Guangshan watched all this quietly from the side, his brows furrowed and his eyes fixed on the messenger.

He thought to himself: Who is this person? Why is he connected to Qin Feng? Is all this a setup for me?

His face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip from it, and his eyes were full of doubt and uneasiness.

He bit his lip, trying to find some clues from the messenger's words and actions.

Song Guangshan hesitated for a moment, then tentatively said to Qin Feng: "Sir, who is this...?" His voice was trembling a little, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Feng's expression, hoping to find some clues from his face.

Qin Feng glanced at Song Guangshan coldly, without answering his question, and said lightly: "You don't need to know too much, you just need to cooperate with our investigation now."

Song Guangshan's heart sank. He knew that he was in a very unfavorable situation, but he was unwilling to be tricked like this. He secretly vowed in his heart that he must find out the truth behind it and get out of this predicament.

In Liu Xie's palace, sunlight shines through the carved windows onto the chessboard.

Liu Xie was playing chess with Xi Yu with full concentration, his brows sometimes relaxed and sometimes furrowed.

Immersed in the chess game at this moment, I finally feel a little more at peace.

Liu Xie placed a piece down and said softly, "Playing chess with you, my dear, allows me to forget the troubles of the world for a while. It is really a blessing."

Xi Yu twisted the chess piece and smiled: "Your Majesty, life has difficulties, but there will always be a time to see the light."

At this moment, a servant ran in hurriedly, knelt on the ground and reported: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister's secret guard has arrived with a man."

Liu Xie's eyes lit up instantly, and the chess piece in his hand fell onto the board with a "pop".

He stood up eagerly, his face full of anticipation, and thought secretly in his heart: Could it be that the assassination is being planned?

He paced back and forth, anxiously saying, "Quick, let them in."

Xi Yu looked at Liu Xie's reaction, nodded slightly, and said: "Your Majesty, it seems that Qin Feng's visit this time probably means there is some news."

Liu Xie nodded repeatedly, unable to conceal the joy on his face: "I have been looking forward to this news for a long time. If the mastermind behind this can be found out soon, I will be relieved."

His eyes were fixed on the door, as if he wanted to see through the door and see the news that Qin Feng brought.

Qin Feng escorted Song Guangshan and slowly walked into the palace where Liu Xie was.

Song Guangshan lowered his head, his eyes flashing with anxiety and fear, and his steps were slow, as if every step was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Qin Feng's face was grim. He pressed Song Guangshan's shoulder hard and said in a low and majestic voice: "Kneel down!"

Song Guangshan's body shook violently, his knees bent, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

Qin Feng also knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and saluted, saying: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, I have brought the suspect here."

Liu Xie sat upright in the upper seat, looking at Song Guangshan sharply, his heart filled with complicated emotions.

The fears of these days turned into an eager desire for the truth at this moment.

He leaned forward slightly, his voice steady and oppressive: "Is the assassin related to you?"

Song Guangshan lowered his head, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his heart was churning like a raging storm.

He secretly complained in his heart, but he stammered, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, I really don't know. I have never had the intention of disobeying you."

His eyes darted around frantically, trying to find a glimmer of life.

Xi Yu watched quietly from the side, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through all illusions. He frowned slightly, analyzing the deep meaning behind every expression and every word of Song Guangshan in his mind.

Xi Yu looked at Qin Feng with a sharp gaze and slowly asked, "Who is this person?"

Qin Feng clasped his fists slightly and replied respectfully: "Your Excellency, this man is Song Guangshan. According to investigation, the assassin who tried to assassinate Your Majesty once worked as a guard in his house. I will bring him here for detailed interrogation."

When Song Guangshan heard Qin Feng's words, his head buzzed. He quickly explained, "Sir, Your Majesty, although I know the assassin, I really did not order him to commit the assassination!" There was a hint of crying in his voice, and his heart was full of fear.

After saying that, he kowtowed continuously, and his forehead hit the ground making a "bang bang" sound. After a while, his forehead became red and swollen.

As he kowtowed, he was thinking in his mind how to convince His Majesty and these officials of his innocence.

His eyes were full of pleading, and he kept muttering, "Your Majesty, I would never dare to do such a treasonous thing."

Liu Xie looked at Song Guangshan's appearance, frowned slightly, and felt a little doubtful.

He glanced at Xi Yu, as if asking for his opinion.

Xi Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, remained silent, and carefully considered the truth or falsehood of Song Guangshan's words in his heart.

Xi Yu's sharp eyes were fixed on Song Guangshan. He just watched him quietly, not missing any change in expression on Song Guangshan's face.

After a moment, Xi Yu came to a conclusion in his mind. He felt that from Song Guangshan's flickering eyes and flustered behavior, it was clear that he was lying.

Xi Yu turned his head slightly and gave Qin Feng a firm look, which seemed to say silently: "There must be something wrong with this person. You need to interrogate him carefully."

Qin Feng understood what he meant. He took a step forward, grabbed Song Guangshan's arm, and said in a cold voice: "Song Guangshan, come out with me."

Song Guangshan's body suddenly stiffened. He raised his head, his eyes full of fear and despair.

His lips trembled, and he still wanted to explain: "Sir, I am really wronged, I..."

However, Qin Feng didn't listen to his nonsense at all and simply pulled him out the door.

Song Guangshan was dragged by Qin Feng with staggering steps, and his heart was in a panic.

As he was being dragged away, he thought to himself: It's all over, it's all over, they will definitely not let me go easily, what should I do?
Qin Feng brought Song Guangshan to the courtyard outside the palace. The courtyard was silent, with only the autumn wind blowing occasionally, bringing up a few fallen leaves. Qin Feng let go of his hand, looked at Song Guangshan, and said coldly: "Song Guangshan, now that you are here, you should tell the truth and stop having any more luck."

Liu Xie frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt and expectation in his eyes. He turned to Xi Yu and asked softly: "Xi Yu, do you think that person is the mastermind behind this?"

Xi Yu put his hands behind his back, slightly raised his head, and looked into the distance, as if he was organizing his thoughts.

After a moment, he slowly lowered his head and looked at Liu Xie with a pensive expression on his face.

He sighed and said, "Your Majesty, I don't have any solid evidence at the moment. But..." He paused and narrowed his eyes, as if he saw Song Guangshan's panicked eyes again, "But from his eyes, the flickering and evasiveness in them seems to indicate that he is the mastermind behind the scenes."

After listening to Xi Yu's words, Liu Xie nodded slightly. His hand gently stroked the armrest of the chair, thinking secretly in his heart.

Xi Yu took a step forward and bowed slightly. His eyes were firm and confident. He said, "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. Although there is insufficient evidence at present, as long as we carefully interrogate Song Guangshan, we will be able to pry some useful information out of him. I will do my best to assist Qin Feng and get to the bottom of this matter."

Liu Xie felt relieved when he saw Xi Yu's confident look.

Song Guangshan's eyes were full of fear and innocence. He said to Qin Feng in a trembling voice: "Sir, I really did not participate in this matter. I have said it many times."

Qin Feng folded his hands in front of his chest, his face was as cold as an iceberg. He looked at Song Guangshan quietly, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I can give you some more time to think about it. But you have to understand that if you don't reply by then, the consequences will be particularly serious."

There was no warmth in Qin Feng's voice, as if every word was filled with cold murderous intent.

Song Guangshan's body was shaking violently, and his heart was a mess.

His eyes moved around in panic, trying to find a reason to convince Qin Feng.

He bit his lip and said with difficulty: "Sir, I am really wronged. I just know the guard. I don't know anything else."

Qin Feng's stern figure disappeared at the door.

Song Guangshan's head drooped weakly.

His eyes were empty and confused, and Qin Feng's stern warning kept replaying in his mind.

In the room of the Prime Minister's Mansion with carved beams and painted buildings, Xi Shi frowned slightly with a look of resentment on her face.

She sat on the exquisite embroidered cushion, fiddling with the handkerchief unconsciously in her hands, and whispered to Song Meijiao: "My husband should have rested in my room yesterday, but he didn't come."

Her eyes were full of loss, and there was an imperceptible sadness hidden in her slightly lowered eyes.

Song Meijiao was dressed in gorgeous clothes with her hair tied up high.

Hearing Xi Shi's words, she frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "I heard from the servants that my husband seems to have been away for several days."

There was a hint of doubt in her eyes, and she secretly wondered the reason behind the Prime Minister's abnormal behavior.

Xishi's face showed a look of surprise. She looked at Song Meijiao and asked, "He's been out for several days? What did he do when he went out?"

There was a hint of anxiety in her tone, and her worry grew stronger.

Song Meijiao shook her head and said, "I don't know either."

She was also worried in her heart, wondering if her husband was involved in some trouble or dangerous situation.

After all, the prime minister has a special status, and every move he makes may affect the fate of the entire family.

Xi Shi sighed and murmured, "I really hope nothing happens to my husband."

Song Meijiao comforted her, "Sister, don't worry too much. Maybe your husband has some urgent official business."

But her eyes still revealed a hint of uneasiness.

After a while, Qin Feng walked in with steady steps, his eyes shooting towards Song Guangshan like a sharp sword.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked expressionlessly: "Song Guangshan, now that this period of time has passed, do you have anything else to say?"

His voice was cold, without a trace of warmth.

"Sir, I really did not participate in the assassination. What I said before was the truth."

Qin Feng heard this, and a sneer appeared on his lips, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself: Song Guangshan really won't cry until he sees the coffin.

He took a step forward, looked down at Song Guangshan, and said coldly: "Since you don't want to drink my toast, I have no choice but to be rude."

Song Guangshan looked at Qin Feng's cold expression, his body shuddered violently, and he felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

His lips trembled and he wanted to say something, but seeing Qin Feng's resolute look, he swallowed the words back.

There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Qin Feng's eyes. He stretched out his hands without hesitation and grabbed Song Guangshan's neck tightly.

Song Guangshan's eyes widened instantly, filled with fear and despair.

Qin Feng's fingers were like iron clamps, tightening continuously.

Song Guangshan's face began to turn red. He struggled desperately, kicking his legs on the ground, trying to break free from Qin Feng's control.

A "clucking" sound came from his throat, like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

There was no trace of pity on Qin Feng's face. He knew in his heart that if he wanted to pry the truth out of this stubborn guy, he would have to let him experience some hardship.

He looked at Song Guangshan coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, was it you who ordered the assassination? If you don't tell me, I will strangle you to death!"

Song Guangshan felt the air becoming thinner and thinner, and his consciousness began to fade.

His mind was in a mess, and his instinct for survival made him want to beg for mercy, but the stubbornness in his heart made him unwilling to give in easily.

His heart was screaming: I can't just admit to a false accusation like this.

However, Qin Feng's hands showed no sign of relaxing.

Song Guangshan's struggle became weaker and weaker, his eyes began to roll up, as if he was going to die in the next second.

At this critical moment, Qin Feng suddenly let go of his hand, and Song Guangshan collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, gasping for breath. (End of this chapter)