Chapter 743 Murder in the Palace (3) The Day of the Incident
Chapter 743 Murder in the Royal Palace (3) The day of the incident
Author: Carrot Coconut
Chapter 743 Murder in the Royal Palace (3) The day of the incident
As early as when Pang Daishou mentioned the imperial examination case twenty-three years ago, Yang Zhen had already guessed that the examiner was the biological father of her body.
But he never imagined that in the end, he would actually become a suspect!
This, this is simply too reverse.
Looking at Pang Daishou, who had a proud expression on his face, he was not angry at all, but secretly grateful.
If this person hadn't carefully investigated, how would he have known that Yang Yin's death was actually related to the Queen!
Thinking of this, he straightened his clothes, folded his hands, and looked solemn:
"Hall Master Pang, whether you believe it or doubt it, this junior really only found out at this moment that there are these strange things behind my father's death."
"This junior has a merciless request. Regardless of how the palace case is investigated, my father has been framed. Please continue to investigate, find out the truth, and give my father justice!"
"Please."
Having said this, he lowered his head and bowed deeply to the other party.
Pang Daishou remained silent, with an uncertain expression on his face.
"As for the case in the palace," Yang Zhen straightened up and said solemnly, "I was entrusted by the Supreme Majesty and appointed by the leader. No matter whether there are thorns and traps ahead or I am under suspicion, I will never back down!"
"Master Pangda, if you are willing to continue to cooperate, you can let me investigate this case. If you are not willing, you can still report and complain to the sect. I will not stop you."
Pang Daishou stared at Yang Zhen for a long time, his tense face gradually relaxed, and finally laughed: "Okay! I would like to see how you solve this case. If you really have the ability to find the murderer,
I will help you find out the truth about your injustice, and I will never break my promise!"
"It's a deal!" Yang Zhen was overjoyed and stretched out her hand to high-five the other party.
Neither of them used magic power. Even so, Pang Daishou still felt a numbness in his palms, and he couldn't help being surprised: "This kid has so much strength!"
The arrogance on his face instantly faded a bit.
…
The next few people stopped talking and walked all the way. Soon a large hall facing south appeared in the field of vision, which was the Kunde Hall where the Queen lived.
The palace has glazed tiles and purple gold eaves, and is very magnificent. A circle of mortal soldiers in helmets and armor and a few monks in white robes stood outside the palace, guarding the place closely.
Pang Daishou raised the token in his hand, and the invisible shields opened to both sides. He stepped forward to lead the way, and Yang Zhen and He Shouxin followed closely.
A gust of cool breeze blew past my face, which was like a completely different world from the scorching heat outside.
The area inside the palace is not small. Except for the central lobby, the rest is divided into several houses with panel doors, screens, and curtains. The layout is simple yet luxurious.
Some puppets huddled around caught Yang Zhen's attention.
He stepped forward to one of the puppets dressed as a palace maid, and saw a piece of white paper taped to the lapel. He opened it and saw several lines of small characters written on it, including name, identity, cause of death, time, etc.
Description, I immediately understood.
This is after removing the body of the victim and using a puppet to recreate the state of death.
This Pang Daishou, not to mention how well the case was solved, is still remarkable for his meticulous and serious attitude.
My evaluation of this person couldn't help but be a little higher.
The corpses can be restored in various ways, and other items in the temple will remain intact.
Yang Zhen looked around and found some green plants placed in the corners of the house and near the beams. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
"Where is the study?" He raised his head and asked.
Pang Daishou kept silent and walked towards a room on the left.
Entering this room, I saw several puppets again, two of them were wearing white silk pajamas, one was dripping with blood and was beyond recognition; the other looked like an old man, lying on his back on an armchair, seemingly asleep.
There were still several monks guarding the study room. When Yang Zhen took a look, she was surprised to find that there were two acquaintances, and the two people also saw him at the same time.
"Fat Dou! Senior Sister Lan."
"Yang Shitou?" "Junior Brother Yang..."
The three of them greeted each other at the same time, and immediately their eyes became dull.
"Yang Zhen, you, are you already in the Zifu?" Dou Manxiong said in shock.
Yang Zhen nodded slightly, feeling quite helpless. With his cultivation speed, whenever he meets an acquaintance in the future, he will probably be so surprised.
"There have been some adventures in the past two years," he responded, while observing the behavior of Dou Lan and Dou Lan, and then he realized, "Are you two becoming a Taoist couple?"
Dou Manxiong was speechless and had not yet recovered from the shock. Lan Caifang's face turned red and she nodded slightly. She suddenly felt sad for no reason in her heart. Her eye circles were actually a little red and she quickly turned her head to the side.
Yang Zhen didn't pay attention. She punched Dou Manxiong's chest hard and said with a smile: "Good boy, I really belong to you! When did this happen, why didn't I know?"
"At the beginning of this year." Dou Manxiong replied. He has a carefree temperament, and he often spends time with his ancestor Jin Dan. After the initial shock, he has returned to normal.
"I sent the invitation at that time, but I don't know where you are hiding, and the paper kite can't spread it, hum."
…
While several people were talking, Yiyi, who was hiding in Yang Zhen's body, was "watching" what happened that night through the language of plants and trees.
After her level was improved, this innate skill brought her new changes. Through the consciousness she shared with Yang Zhen, scenes were displayed in the other person's sea of consciousness.
…
The eighth day of July, late at night
The bright moon is in the sky, there is no wind or rain.
There was silence all around the Xu State Palace, and most people had fallen asleep. Only a few faint sounds of women's gasping could be heard from a small courtyard a hundred feet away from the Kunde Palace.
A figure in eunuch clothes walked out of the darkness and walked slowly towards Kunde Palace.
The moonlight shone on the man's dim face, revealing a round, white, beardless face with a somewhat gloomy expression.
In an instant, he had arrived outside Kunde Hall.
There were two eunuchs in front of the palace gate. One was leaning in front of the gate, his head moving like a chicken pecking rice from time to time, and he was already drowsy. The other was squatting on the threshold, yawning listlessly.
A white light flashed from his waist, and the mysterious man with a round face had passed the palace's restrictions, passed by the two of them, and entered the hall with great swagger. The two of them seemed to be asleep, without any reaction.
At this moment, if someone walks in and takes a closer look, they will find that their eyes are dull and their behavior is stiff, which is very different from normal people.
There seemed to be a small transparent insect between each eyebrow.
This is the witchcraft of the witch clan.
The mysterious man continued walking in the palace as if there was no one around. Wherever he passed, the maids and eunuchs who were half asleep or already asleep had their breath suddenly interrupted and lost their lives in an instant.
Mosquito-sized moths flew out of these people's nostrils and returned to the insect bag on the mysterious man's waist.
This is still the method of the Wu clan.
After a while, most of the people in this hall with twenty or thirty people had died unknowingly, leaving only the last two places.
A sneer appeared on the mysterious man's face, and he opened a door that was ajar.
Several overlapping curtains reflect the dim light, and the octagonal incense burner in the corner quietly exudes the velvety and graceful aroma of burned ambergris.
Deep inside the curtain, a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair was sleeping soundly. The palace maid sleeping undressed on a small bed next to her was no longer breathing.
The mysterious man's eyes paused for a moment on the woman. Because of the Eternal Spring Pill, the Queen of Xu State, who was over fifty years old, still looked like a young woman in her thirties, with a charming and delicate beautiful face.
Little did he know that a disaster was about to come.
Gradually, the muscles on the mysterious man's smooth face tightened, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
He reached out and grabbed the woman like a toy, and then walked towards a room with flickering lights not far away.
The woman woke up from her dream, her face changed with horror, and she wanted to struggle desperately, but found that her body had been restrained and no sound could come out of her mouth.
In the study, the white-haired Emperor Xu, although maintained by various miraculous medicines, is still strong, but he is still in his twilight years and has difficulty falling asleep. At this time, he is lying on a white jade recliner next to the desk.
He squinted his eyes slightly and shook his body, while the palace maid behind him massaged his head, while listening to the eunuch in front of him reciting the script.
The faint scent of incense lingers among the orchids and asparagus in front of the table.
As if sleeping and waking up, the room suddenly became silent, the eunuch's voice suddenly stopped, and the palace maid's fingertips also stopped stroking.
Emperor Xu's eyes suddenly opened!
In his sight, a round-faced eunuch stared at him expressionlessly.
"Xiao Guizi? No, you are not Xiao Guizi, who are you!" the old man asked sternly, the majestic aura of a human emperor burst out from him. Although he was a mortal, he still had a majestic aura that was not inferior to that of the Master Zifu.
While he was drinking and asking, he saw the queen in the hands of the mysterious man, and his heart suddenly sank!
His right hand quietly pinched a jade pendant around his waist.
However, these actions could not be hidden from this mysterious man. Xu Huang felt his arms stiffen and could not move.
The jade pendant fell into the opponent's hands.
"Who is your Excellency?" the old man asked in a hoarse voice.
The mysterious man didn't seem to hear anything, and hit several soundproof restraints with his right hand, then threw the queen to the ground, and at the same time released the restraints on her body.
Empress Xu suddenly let out a scream, looked at the other party with a pair of beautiful eyes in fear, then turned to Emperor Xu, and shouted sadly: "Your Majesty——"
Emperor Xu's face was gloomy and he remained silent.
The mysterious man looked at the two people condescendingly, and finally spoke, but his voice was extremely cold:
"Why did Your Majesty send Queen Yang into the cold palace back then?"
"Yang, Queen Yang?" Emperor Xu had doubts on his face. After all, he was almost a hundred years old. He was so frightened that he didn't know why for a moment.
"Don't you remember?" the mysterious man said through gritted teeth, a fierce look on his face.
"Yang Peipei!" Queen Xu screamed on the ground, looking even more surprised: "You, what are you asking her for?"
"Pa!" A slap across the face caused half of Xu's face to swell, and two broken teeth fell to the ground.
"Whatever I ask, what do you answer?" the mysterious man said fiercely.
Xu Hou covered the pain on her face and didn't dare to make a sound again. Big tears fell down.
"I remember," Emperor Xu's voice seemed a bit older: "She was Gu's previous queen. Because of her misbehavior, she could no longer be a mother to the world, so I had no choice but to reprimand her."
"Misbehavior?" The mysterious man raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "You dare to deceive me?"
"I will never deceive the immortal, the immortal." Xu Huang said in a trembling voice.
"Okay," the mysterious man said with a ferocious smile, "Then you can tell me in detail why she misbehaved."
"At that time, Yang, Empress Yang was in a bad mood because of the pain of losing her son..."
"The pain of losing a child?" The mysterious man interrupted: "How many children does Queen Yang have in total?"
"Just, just one."
"One?" The mysterious man frowned: "What happened to the child?"
"That child, he, he..." Xu Huang hesitated, looked up and saw the other person staring at him fiercely, and panicked in his heart, and said hurriedly: "The child had a strange appearance when he was born. He was the legendary single.
He is a cultivator of immortal spiritual roots, so I didn’t dare to hide anything, so I quickly notified the mage in the country and executed him..."
"Execution?" The mysterious man's eyes turned cold.
"Yes," Emperor Xu said with a hint of helplessness on his face: "Our royal family, the Xu family, made an agreement with our ancestors when we established our country, that future generations will never cultivate immortality. If, if a single spiritual root is born, his life will be cut off.
No future trouble!"
"What happened next? What happened to the child?" the mysterious man said calmly.
"What else can I do? Of course he is dead," Emperor Xu sighed, and continued: "Because of this, Empress Yang was overly sad. We couldn't bear to see her sad, so we gave her a courtyard with beautiful scenery to live in. But
I never thought that one day I would go visit her and bump into her hanging out with an old Taoist..."
"Old Taoist? Does that old Taoist have white beard and hair and a fierce face?" the mysterious man asked.
"Yes, yes!"
The mysterious man clenched his hands, glaring and gnashing his teeth, his expression a bit ashamed and angry, and he couldn't hide his murderous intent: "Is this why you deposed her?"
"I, I, am, am..."
"Bah!" the mysterious man said with a stern voice: "You forgetful old man, right now, there are monks playing with your beloved concubines and palace maids a hundred feet away. Why didn't you see you and divorce them? Honestly, what is the reason!"
"Don't try to trick me with lies, otherwise, this woman will be your role model!"
As he spoke, he flicked his fingertips, and a shadow disappeared into Xu Hou's forehead. A moment later, the woman held her head and started wailing, rolling back and forth on the ground, and digging hard at her face with ten slender fingers. In just a moment,
It was dripping with blood, like a ghost.
Emperor Xu's face changed drastically, and he broke out in cold sweat.
"Yes, it's the queen," he pointed at the other party tremblingly: "It's the queen. She covets the Yang family's status and beguiles me with her slanderous words. Only then..."
"Xu Shiyuan, you are talking nonsense, you are not a human being!" Although Empress Xu was screaming, she listened to the conversation word for word, and immediately reprimanded:
"You were infatuated with my beauty at that time, and you secretly hated Sister Yang for losing her virginity to someone else. That's why you dismissed her. What does it have to do with me!"
"Chang Xiang——" She stumbled over, hugged one of the mysterious man's thighs with her blood-stained hands, and cried loudly: "You, you are Sister Yang's poor child. You are not actually dead, are you?"
I understand, I should have thought a long time ago that with Sister Yang’s temperament, if you really died, how could she still devote herself to others? She used her own body to keep you safe!"
As soon as these words came out, the mysterious man's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his anger exploded like an iceberg collapsing!