Daming Super Daddy

"Excuse me." Zhu Gaosui waved his hand and went straight to the point, "I don't know where Lord Wang's body is?"

"Because of Zhang Qianhu's order, my master's body is still in the room and has not moved a bit." Madam Wang said.

"Madam, please take me to Mr. Zhang's room to have a look." Zhu Gaosui continued.

"There is nothing troublesome." Mrs. Wang waved her hand, "I just hope that the prince can let the concubine be enshrined as the master as soon as possible, so as to protect the friendship between the concubine and the grandfather."

While talking, Mrs. Wang walked forward and led everyone to Wang Ke's room.

"I've seen you, my lords." Outside the room, there were already Jinyi guards in flying fish suits and spring knives embroidered on their waists and hips guarding them. When they saw Zhang Liuyi and the others, they hurriedly saluted.

"Get up." Zhang Liuyi waved his hand, "Is there anyone who wants to go in, or has already gone in?"

"My lord, it was Mrs. Wang who wanted to go in to see the political envoy Wang, but she didn't go in." The Jin Yiwei who guarded the gate hurriedly replied, "Others, it's nothing."

"Oh, open the door." Zhang Liu nodded and ordered his men to open the door.

"You come in with me." Zhu Gaosui turned his head to look at the people behind him, and said, "As for the adults in Shandong, except for Zhang Qianhu, the rest of the adults should wait outside."

"But, my lord..." Wu Qingyong was a little anxious, isn't this crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?

"Okay, it's settled like this. You guard outside, and no one is allowed in without my king's order." After saying this, Zhu Gaosui walked into Wang Ke's room first.

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Entering the room, the first thing that catches the eye is the four big characters "with a clear conscience" hanging on the wall in the outer hall. The signature below is not any master calligrapher, but Wang Ke himself.

The brushwork is vigorous, and the iron draws silver hooks!

Judging from the words, this Wang Ke should not be a civil servant, but a general in charge of the army!

The study is on the east side of the outer hall, and the outer hall and the study on the east side are separated by a mahogany round door. At the moment, on the long table in the study, a body that has already become stiff is lying quietly.

Walking to the desk with a serious expression, Zhu Song said in a deep voice: "Tired of long cases and official duties, Mr. Wang is really a rare good official!"

Chapter 572 Hell's Needle

"Xiaguanshan. Dongcheng announced that Zhang Liuyi, a thousand households in Jinyiwei's thousand households, has met His Royal Highness King Han!" While Zhu Song was still observing Wang Ke, Zhang Liuyi, who had not spoken since he came in, suddenly turned to Zhu Song salute.

It turned out that after Shen He returned to Jinanfu City, he confessed Zhu Song's identity to Zhang Liuyi, but because of the officials in Shan Dong, Shen He sent a message to keep it secret, and he never saluted Zhu Song .

"Zhang Qianhu, hurry up and get rid of the ceremony." Zhu Song helped Zhang Liuyi up, and said, "I have heard from Mu Tongzhi that Mr. Zhang was originally a member of the Yanshan Left Guard Army. He was under the command of the Four Emperor Brothers back then. Titans, good, good."

Zhang Liuyi shook his head with some shame, and said: "My lord is absurd. If it weren't for the Lord Long Live who loves the lower official, the lower official is still a soldier. It is all thanks to the gift of the Long Live Lord that the lower official can be what he is today."

"Okay, okay, since you've already met Li, don't be so presumptuous." Zhu Song patted Zhang Liuyi on the shoulder, and continued: "I heard from Zhang Zongqi that you were the one who treated Wang Buzheng. Doubt about death?"

"Yes!" Zhang Liu nodded, and said: "As far as I know, Prince Wang will go to Lang Zhong to check his health every once in a while. It is also said that the Wang Buzheng has no other emergencies other than the occasional cold and stomach cold. Therefore, the lower officials have doubts about this matter."

"Regular physical examination?" Zhu Song was stunned for a moment. In this day and age, there are not many people who have the habit of regular physical examination. "How about the old doctor's medical skills? Could it be that he misjudged Wang Buzheng's illness? "

"Probably not." Before Zhang Liuyi could speak, Shen He said, "Mr. Zhong retired from the imperial hospital."

"People from the Tai Hospital, there shouldn't be any mistakes." Zhu Song rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "According to what you said, there may be something tricky. By the way, Leng Yue, you were born in the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan , You should be very familiar with the use of poison and hidden weapons. You go and check the body of Wang Buzheng, Han Xing, and you go too."

Leng Yue and Han Xing did not speak, but came to the long table silently, took out a few cloth bags from their pockets, and spread them out to have a look, all of them were various autopsy tools, pliers, silver needles, iron combs... It looks very professional.

After preparing everything, Leng Yue and Han Xing bowed their hands to Wang Ke's corpse: "President Wang, I have offended you."

When the words fell to the ground, the two of them took off Wang Ke's clothes, and took off all of them in a short while.

Shaking the clothes, Han Xing sniffed the clothes, frowned and said: "It smells so fragrant, Leng Yue."

Handing the clothes to Leng Yue, Leng Yue frowned suddenly, and said: "This should be the fragrance of peony flowers, but there seems to be another smell hidden in this fragrance, and I can't remember what it is at the moment. "

Putting the clothes aside, Leng Yue and Han Xing carefully inspected Wang Ke's body up and down. It was really like what was said before the review. Except for some scars left in the early years, from face to feet, there was no Any new wounds, even some from earlier years, have faded over time.

"How is it?" Zhu Song opened his mouth and asked after waiting for two incidents, "Have you found anything?"

Han Xing shook his head and said: "Judging from Wang Buzheng's body, there is no new injury. It can be preliminarily judged that Wang Buzheng's death was not caused by a foreign object. From this point of view, Wu Zuo's judgment... ..."

"No!" Before Han Xing finished speaking, Leng Yue took off Wang Ke's tiara solemnly, then searched for a long while in the long hair, raised her hand and took a pair of tweezers from the table , a pincer deep into the hair.

When Leng Yue raised her hand again, she saw that in the tweezers in his hand was a small needle as thin as a hair, more than an inch long, which was still stained with blood that had turned crimson. There was a bad smell.

"President Wang probably died of an assassination attempt." Spreading out a roll of white cloth, he carefully placed the small needle on it, and said, "This needle is called 'Yan Luo Needle', as the saying goes, 'Yan Luo made you three needles. Genghis Khan, I will never leave you until the fifth watch."

"Yan Luo Needle?" Looking at the small needle on the white cloth, Zhu Mengcan couldn't believe it, so he reached out to take it, "Just such a small needle, inserted into the head, can kill people, and it can also cause cardiac arrest. The illusion of stopping?"

"His Royal Highness, don't take it." Leng Yue's eyes were quick, she gave Zhu Mengcan a hand, and explained: "His Royal Highness, this needle is poisonous, although it won't kill people immediately, but within an hour, But it can make people lose their five senses one after another, become distracted, and lose their ability to move. After an hour, they will definitely die!"

"Hiss, is it so scary?" Everyone present was stunned, they had never seen this kind of poison before.

"Yes, I dare not lie to you guys." Leng Yue nodded with certainty, and then said with an ugly face: "And this kind of 'Yan Luo Needle' is only produced by our Tang Sect in Central Sichuan, and it is not for sale."

"What?" Don't talk about Zhu Mengcan and the others this time, even Zhu Song was surprised.

"Wait, wait!" Han Xing and Zhu Song focused on different things, "Brother Leng, if it is really like what you said, this 'Yama Needle' is a tormenting poison, then the person who got this needle, It will definitely be unbearable to scratch and scratch, and will call the servants to invite the doctor to come over. Why didn't the Wang Buzheng do this?"

Yes, what Han Xing said about this situation is very correct. If this kind of poison is very tormenting, why Wang Ke not only did not do these things that ordinary people would do, but also calmly accepted the difficulties as if he was half asleep .

"This is the strange fragrance that we smelled on the clothes of Wang Buzheng." Leng Yue pointed to the clothes and said, "In addition to the smell of peonies, there are also scents on this clothes." There is a Tianzhu spice called Simu miasma, if inhaled too much, it can make people hallucinate and even forget about pain."

"According to what you said, someone should first let Wang Ke inhale too much Four Wood Miasma, and then insert Wang Ke's brain with a 'Yama Needle', making him tortured to death in endless hallucinations. "Zhu Song frowned.

"Who is so cruel?" Anger appeared on Zhang Liuyi's face. He had worked with Wang Ke for many years, and Wang Ke was already his big brother. When he heard that Wang Ke died under such a cruel poison, Zhang Liuyi It's no wonder that Liu Yi is not angry.

"Does Wang Buzheng have any enemies in Shandong?" Zhu Song turned to look at Zhang Liuyi, "This kind of thing, except for professional killers who kill people in accordance with the requirements of their employers, only the enemies of Wang Buzheng will do it." It did."

"Wang Buzheng has been in Shandong for more than ten years. During his tenure, he has fulfilled his duties. Naturally, he will offend people." Zhang Liuyi pondered for a while with a serious face, "But those guys don't have the guts to hire assassins to come. Assassination of the king's chief minister, this matter, according to the officials, it is likely that those fugitive bandits and bullies sat down."

"Not necessarily." Leng Yue said in a deep voice: "As I said before, the 'Yan Luo Needle' is a unique hidden weapon of the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan, and it is also at the top of the list of hidden weapons in Jianghu. If you don’t come out, why did this ‘Yan Luo Needle’ flow out of the Tang Sect and become a murder weapon to assassinate a big official of the imperial court.”

"That's what you people from the Tang Sect did." Zhu Mengcan spoke bluntly, "Isn't this kind of explanation perfect?"

"Impossible!" Leng Yue denied this possibility by herself, "When Wansui raises an army to calm the disaster, my Tang Sect in Central Sichuan is the first one to stand up to support the Long Live Lord among all the Jianghu sects. You won’t go in and be a policeman after the establishment of the six gates in the imperial court. Therefore, people from Tangmen will definitely not do this.”

"That's just your idea, right?" Zhu Yuexiu also had other thoughts, "If you think this way, some of you from the Tang Sect may not think so. Which of these Jianghu sects is not the first to use words?"

"Okay, now is not the time to talk about these things." Zhu Song glared at Zhu Yuexiu and Zhu Mengcan, comforted Leng Yue, who was somewhat agitated, and said: "Leng Yue, these two little guys just lack a string in their brains, and they can't speak. Don’t hide it, don’t take it to heart. Seriously, Leng Yue, you Tang Sect should have a branch here, right?”

After seeing Leng Yue nodding, Zhu Song continued: "I really need you to investigate this matter."

"My lord, don't worry, this matter is related to my Tang Sect after all. I feel that I will not allow my Tang Sect to appear scum, and bring disaster to my Tang Sect." Others may not know the power of the imperial court, but Shan Lengyue does. Daming is far from showing hidden force, such as the firearms battalion, or some firearms that are being developed.

More often, if you don't get to know each other deeply, you will always be a frog at the bottom of a well!

"Okay, since we already know that Wang Buzheng did not die of emergency, but was assassinated, then let's wait for the news from Leng Yue." Signaling Han Xing to put on Wang Ke's clothes, Zhu Song continued: "Arrange Mrs. Wang Let's enshrine Wang Buzheng, we people, enjoying the imperial salary, can't let the lower officials feel cold!"