"How is it?" After leaving Chen Xiyi's yard, Wang Li looked at the person coming and asked.

The visitor was the guest he raised, looking strong and vigorous.

"I have found the hiding place of the thief. I am in a courtyard in the north of the city. I am very cruel, but I am a group of young people." The guest said immediately.

The disciples were mingled with the lowest ranks, including gangsters and sang operas and stories. These disciples formed Wang Li's intelligence network and public opinion verbalism.

In addition, it is a local from Kyoto, and the black and white are both good, so the news is naturally well-informed.

Therefore, Wang Li asked these disciples under his command to investigate the madmen who attacked the prince today.

"Very good. I'll find a way to get Dali Temple to catch them. It's best to give the third prince out. You're there at that time..." Wang Li whispered to the disciple and described his next plan.

This guest is not only a guest, but also his confidant, so he naturally uses it with confidence.

"Yes, Prince." The guest bowed his hand and then quickly left to implement the plan.

Wang Li naturally hesitated for a moment, looked at the brightly lit courtyard not far away, and finally walked in slowly.

The person living in this courtyard was Lu Xian, and he planned to solve this matter first.

As for his original wife?

This doesn't matter anymore. If Chen Xiyi doesn't take action, he will make the other party fall into the water or die of a cold or occasionally feels cold.

If it wasn't as good as before, I would have divorced my wife and gave me a wealthy life, but if I sacrificed myself, Prince Zhuang, to pave the way for her sons and nephews, I might have a bad thing in the future.

...

The next morning, Dali Temple, who had been busy for most of the night, caught the thief who assassinated the prince from the north middle of the city. After some interrogation, it turned out that it was the third prince.

When asked about this, everyone in Dali Temple was stunned. This wave seemed to be in a panic.

You should know that the prince is the only one who died. It is said that even the third prince was attacked, but his life was a little injured.

Now that I think about it this way, it is terrifying to think about it carefully.

Everyone was dead, and the third prince was left. Who would the throne be?

Of course he is the third prince.

Someone had such a guess before, after all, there was only one left, but the problem was that only one left. No matter how much you guess, you can't say it out.

But now that this group of thieves have actually made it themselves, this matter will be very important.

Even if it was really done by the third prince, it cannot be said now. Only such a prince is left. As long as there is nothing else, it is basically a foregone conclusion to take the throne.

There is another way, that is, to report to Your Majesty, and Emperor Li will make a decision.

What is more embarrassing is that Emperor Li also disappeared.

Compared with the assassination of the crown prince, the death of Emperor Li is more confidential, especially because there are not many people who know it themselves and the intentional concealment of those who are interested, so this matter is hidden very well.

But this matter cannot be resolved.

Especially the Dali Temple Minister, he felt like he was being roasted on the fire, especially the grill was not strong, and he could fall into the fire with a bang and burn it to death if he accidentally did it.

Go and capture the third prince, they dare not.

If you don’t go and catch me, I have to take off my official skin if something happens.

And it's good to take it down. What if they're even more miserable in order to protect the royal face?

So, things fell into a stalemate for a while.

At this moment, Wang Li and Mr. Su of Zongfu happened to come to Dali Temple to inquire about the situation, which put the Dali Temple Minister even more pressure on him.

He hesitated and didn't know whether to say it or not.

There is no airtight wall under the sky, not to mention that someone is deliberately doing it, and it is exposed in just a few sentences.

The old man from Zongfu was immediately furious and asked the minister of Dali Temple to take him to the Third Prince's Mansion to get people.

Prince Zhuang Wang Li next to him spoke up for support. The Dali Temple Minister took the officials and the two of them to the third prince's mansion with an extremely bad face.

...

"Dead? This..."

In the bedroom of the Third Prince's mansion, a corpse was hanged in the air with white silk.

The Dali Temple Minister was like a basin of cold water in the middle of winter. He didn't expect that the third prince would commit suicide.

"Take off the body and let the coroner have a good life to check on the third prince who committed suicide for fear of crime." Wang Li said.

"Yes, prince, come in." Dali Temple Qing Chuyi didn't feel anything, but when he realized the word "four words of suicide fearing guilt", he felt a sudden thrill.

Do suicide for fear of sin? Being guilty of suicide.

If the crown prince is killed, who will get the greatest benefit?

Just thinking about this, the Dali Temple Minister suddenly discovered that Prince Zhuang and Zongfu were a bit too coincidental.

He is the Minister of Temple in Dali, and criminal investigation and interrogation are naturally part of his profession.

Fortunately, he was a smart man and did not show what he knew. Instead, a coroner came in and said, "Check it out carefully. The third prince committed suicide for fear of crime. Do not move his body randomly to disturb his decent attitude."

The coroner was also an official who had been together for a long time. When he narrowed his eyes, he naturally understood what his Shangguan meant. After a brief check, he asserted: "I died of suicide."

As for the others?

It doesn't matter, just record it, it's best not to do more other things.

Obviously, everyone in the entire Dali Temple knows one thing, that is, they are trapped in a huge whirlpool and will be crushed to pieces by accident.

"Collapse the body and send it back to the Zong Mansion." After seeing that the other party had finished recording, Su Lao of Zong Mansion made a conclusion.

Things are settled in such a dust?

No, this is just beginning.

Everything went so smoothly. Wang Li accompanied Mr. Su of Zong Mansion to leave the Third Prince's Mansion under the protection of a large number of soldiers.

"Old Su is in good spirits." Wang Li asked with his eyes narrowed.

However, Mr. Su said calmly: "I have to thank Prince Zhuang for this. If Prince Zhuang had not reminded me, how could I eat the spiritual food and nourish me?"

When Wang Li heard this, he smiled. When the old man heard his words yesterday, he relied on his identity to enter the palace to loot the remains of Emperor Li.

Obviously, I have gained a lot of benefits, otherwise I would be willing to accompany Wang Li today?

"I dare not, Mr. Su is highly powerful, and these should be filial to you." Wang Li knew that he still needed the Zong Mansion to help him, so he could only praise him.

Mr. Su naturally understood the other party's compliments. He had been listening to them for a lifetime and was naturally immune to these compliments. Now he pays more attention to practical interests: "If you have any free time, you can go to your mansion to rest for a while, and I will also have to pay a visit to Fuyao Xian."

Hearing this, Wang Li politely refused: "It will not be too late to see Mr. Su again after I invite the immortal to enter the palace in the future."

Wang Li is also a master who doesn’t show off his rabbit or eagle. Do you want to further please?
Chapter completed!