spring event night

Prince Yan left the banquet and didn't come back for a long time. Two servants beside him went to look for it, but there was a big hole in the frozen lake, and Duanqing's clothes were still hanging on the dead branches by the lake. , went down to search, and sure enough, Duanqing's body was fished out from the lake.

He smelled of alcohol, and he looked as if he was drunk and accidentally fell into the water and froze to death.

After such a big incident, Jin Yiwei quickly came over and surrounded Cheng Wang's mansion.The leader came over to greet Lu Shang, and Lu Shang accepted the matter.

The princes and grandsons gathered in the main hall, and Jin Yiwei was asking questions one by one.Lu Shang sat at the top, looking calm and relaxed.Duanqing is dead, but he is still in the mood to drink tea.

All the servants gathered in the yard, and Jiang Shan was there.

While listening to the reports from the people around him, Lu Shang went to see Jiang Shan.

After the initial panic, the Butler Jiang calmed down quickly. He gathered all the servants in the courtyard together, restrained them to obey the arrangement, and rebuked and comforted them a few times. Please calm down the messy servants.

Lu Shang withdrew his gaze, and then looked at the noble princes and grandsons in the room.

Duanyang looked serious, while Duanwei was indifferent.Duancheng, Duancheng almost laughed out loud.

There is nothing to be found from the servants, they are all servants of Cheng Wangfu, and they have no grudges against Duanqing in the past and no enmity in the present.Moreover, they are all randomly selected to serve, so it is not realistic to buy them in advance.

Lu Shang glanced at the young masters in the room again, all of them had different complexions, and they didn't know what evil they were harboring.

The interrogation time was a bit long, and some young masters became impatient.Duancheng handed his gaze to a young master in sapphire blue satin, who understood, stood up and asked, "Isn't it endless? I think Mr. Yan just got drunk and accidentally fell into the lake. This is the same as We are all irrelevant, we are all here to attend the banquet, what do you mean by asking back and forth?"

Several young masters responded one after another.

The people at Duanqing on the other side were obviously not happy.

"The death of Yan Shizi is strange, how can you not investigate carefully! You are in such a hurry to leave, maybe you are the murderer!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! I think you are the murderer!"

The two groups of people quarreled, and the quarrel became more and more fierce, and they started pushing and shoving.

Lu Shang looked at it coldly, and raised his hand to drop the teacup in his hand. The hot water with the tea leaves splashed on someone, and everyone fell silent for a moment.

Lu Shang took a handkerchief handed over by a Jin Yiwei, wiped his hands, and asked, "How is it?"

The people around him immediately said: "The preliminary judgment is that he was drowned, but he smelled something strange, so I found this from his purse."

With that said, he showed the things to Lu Shang.

Lu Shang saw that it was a few pills soaked in water. Lu Shang twisted a little and smelled it, and said, "It's Qiu Shi."

Qiushi is a kind of elixir used by the imperial court, which is said to prolong life, tonify kidney and strengthen yang.

"You mean to say that after taking the elixir, Duanqing fell into the water and drowned due to erysipelas attack?"

The Jin Yiwei thought for a while and said, "Maybe we have to wait until we get back to examine the corpse carefully."

Lu Shang glanced at him and asked, "Duanqing is so young, do you think he is so afraid of death?"

Jin Yiwei hesitated for a moment, and said: "Maybe it's just to nourish the kidney and strengthen the yang."

Lu Shang glanced at him and said nothing.He stood up and ordered Jin Yiwei to take away all the princes in the main hall, and the servants outside who were serving in the main hall were also taken away.Of course, Jiang Shan is among them.

Seeing Jiang Shan being taken away, Fukang became a little anxious and said, "I'll go find Mr. Yun!"

Jiang Shan grabbed Fukang and shook his head at him.Right now there are too many people, and there is a Lu Shang, Fukang is not suitable for what to do at this time.After all, Yun Xian will know sooner or later, and now he has to hold his breath.

Jiang Shan frowned and looked at Lu Shang.Lu Shang was actually looking at him.Jiang Shan's heart trembled, and he moved his eyes away.

The death of Prince Yan's son was quickly spread, and at the same time, the news that Lu Shang took more than a dozen princes and grandsons spread throughout the capital.Lu Shang entered Beizhen Fusi on the front foot, and the pressure from various families came on the back foot.

It dragged on until the evening, Lu Shang was under pressure, and the person who took it didn't put it back.

Jiang Shan was locked in a cell alone, and it was extremely cold at night.He was sitting in the corner, his head was in a mess, wondering if Lu Shang had come here for the cloud, and at the same time wondering why Duan Qing died inexplicably.

Suddenly, Jiang Shan heard footsteps, and he stood up.Outside the cell, two Jinyi guards opened the way ahead with lamps, and Lu Shang's figure gradually appeared. He was dressed in a gold-painted flying fish suit, Yesa and a big hat, and he was imposing and inviolable.

Lu Shang waved his hand, and the two brocade guards put down their lights and went down.He stood in front of the cell and looked at Jiang Shan, without hiding his scrutiny in his eyes.

Seeing his appearance like this, Jiang Shan unconsciously lost his aura, facing him through a prison door, feeling very uneasy.

"I didn't kill Prince Yan," Jiang Shan argued for himself, "You saw it too, I just pushed him, and he was fine then."

Lu Shang didn't react when he heard this. He put his hands behind his back and only looked at him with those deep eyes.Suddenly, he asked, "Where does the road where you met me lead to?"

Jiang Shan was taken aback for a moment, his eyes were a little suspicious, but his mouth was tightly closed.

Lu Shang narrowed his eyes, "You know, I can just ask anyone in the palace to find out. There is no need for you to be so stubborn."

There were some waves in Jiang Shan's eyes, but he still didn't speak.He was afraid of Lu Shang's stereotypes, and he was afraid that he would unconsciously say something that shouldn't be said.

"That road leads to a courtyard called Qingzhuxuan, where Duanyang's male favorite lives." Lu Shang kept his eyes on Jiang Shan, Jiang Shan lowered his head, pretending not to hear Lu Shang's words.

Lu Shang's patience soon ran out, and his voice became cold, "You have to think about where Beizhen Fusi is, and you can't stand the torture of the prison!"

Suddenly hearing Duanqing's death, Yan Wang's mansion was full of tears, Yan Wangfei cried to death several times, Yan Wang was also filled with grief and indignation, he asked His Majesty to investigate the matter thoroughly, but His Majesty handed it over to Lu Shang That brat.Lu Shang refused to even let him meet those suspects, so how could he sincerely find the real culprit for him.

King Yan was angry and angry again and again, and almost fainted under the combination of grief and anger.A long follower beside him hurriedly supported him, took out the medicine and fed him, helping him to sit down while giving him comfort.

"My lord, from my humble point of view, this matter is not that simple. If your lord really wants to seek justice for your son, you might as well ask that Mr. Wen."

King Yan's heart moved, Mr. Wen that Chang Sui said was a master.King Yan has never seen his true face, and only met him across the curtain in the teahouse.Not long ago, the King of Yan was ordered to provide disaster relief, and this gentleman gave him many suggestions.

The King of Yan hurriedly ordered the chief follower, "It's time to see him, you go back up and ask for the gift first, and I'll be there soon."

The chief followed the order and walked out of the room, touching the thick bank note in his sleeve.Just say a few words, and the money will belong to him.

King Yan and Mr. Wen met in a teahouse, which is the largest teahouse in the capital.In the private room on the second floor, there is a curtain, and the figure behind the curtain can be vaguely seen.

"Mr. Wen," King Yan hurried, even skipping the usual greetings.

The person behind the curtain waved his hand and said, "I already know about the son, my lord's condolences."

King Yan took a deep breath and said, "Mr. has great powers."

Mr. Wen said: "Nowadays, there are not many people in the capital who don't know about it."

King Yan asked anxiously, "Then, do you know what's going on? My son just went to a banquet, why did he die inexplicably!"

"Don't worry, my lord." Mr. Wen said in a calm voice, "Now your lord is on the cusp of a storm, and many people are targeting you and your son, openly or secretly, and there are not a few people who want your life."

This is true, King Yan slowed down and said: "Do you know, sir, who is the murderer who killed my child?"

Mr. Wen didn't answer, but instead asked, "What do you think, my lord?"

King Yan thought for a while, "What happened in Prince Cheng's mansion, King Cheng must be involved! There is also Duancheng, Duancheng is also present, maybe he didn't do it!"

After Yan Wang finished speaking, he looked at Mr. Wen.Mr. Wen pondered for a moment, and said: "I personally think that whoever can get the most benefit from this matter is the murderer. The prince thinks, who will benefit the most if the son dies?"

King Yan clenched his fists, his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "Duancheng—" Mr. Wen brushed off his clothes, but did not speak.

"When my son dies, Duancheng will be able to marry the granddaughter of Shoufu and marry Shoufu."

"This is only one aspect," Mr. Wen pointed out, "more importantly, you cannot live without a son, my lord."

King Yan's heart skipped a beat. Mr. Wen's son was not just referring to Duanqing.

He is a prince, and he needs a son to ensure the inheritance.Thinking about his first prince Duan Lanzhou, didn't he sit on the prince's position for so many years because of Duan Xian, a good grandson?If he had no legitimate heirs, the throne would basically have nothing to do with him.After thinking about this, King Yan was already in a cold sweat. This is a plan to kill two birds with one stone, so vicious.

The pain of losing a child in King Yan's heart was gone, "Then according to Mr., I should write a letter to ask for another son?"

"Inappropriate." Mr. Wen said: "It's a little heartless for the prince to write a letter to establish a son right after his son's death."

King Yan frowned, "Although that is the case, if Qing'er knows that because of his death, I will not be destined for the great position, I will not feel at ease to touch his spirit in heaven."

Mr. Wen was silent, and said: "I mean, the prince can use this to complain in front of His Majesty. Parents of children who naturally cry will always be more partial."

"Yes, yes, sir, you are right." King Yan knew this truth well since he was a child.

"In addition, it is to use this to pull Duancheng down." Mr. Wen said: "Duancheng should be the most suspected person after the death of your son. Take ten thousand steps back and say, even if Duancheng is not the murderer, it doesn't matter. The prince understands Do I mean?"

"understand."

After all, Duanqing is a dead person. If his death can bring down Duancheng and even King Qi, it would be due to his filial piety for this king's father.King Yan thought to himself, as for the real culprit who killed Duanqing, it is naturally incomparable with the huge benefits in front of him.

Mr. Wen suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and said, "The most urgent thing is to determine the identity of the murderer in Duancheng."

King Yan hurriedly said, "Please sir teach me what to do?"

"I'll do it myself," Mr. Wen said, "You just need to send me to Beizhen Fusi."

"It's not difficult, I'll arrange it right away."

Mr. Wen nodded.

The cold wind was bleak, and after King Yan left, Mr. Wen sat alone for a long time, his hands and feet were freezing cold.

Murong Xi hurried in, lifted the curtain, and said, "It's too risky for you to go to Beizhen Fusi yourself."

Yun Xian picked up the teacup, "There is no other way."

"Isn't there still Shen Nan?" Murong Xie said: "Shen Nan is a master in the world, as long as he puts pressure on Jin Yiwei, it won't be long before Lu Shang will release him."

"How long is it?" Yun Xian's voice was a little impatient, "Do you know where Beizhen Fusi is? From Jiang Shan's being taken to the present, the torture of the prison is enough for him to go through it all over again." !"

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