Wang Fusheng finally realized that he had already been trapped in a dragnet. This net had been opened for him a long time ago, and he, like a flying insect stuck in the net, seemed to be able to flutter, but in fact he could not get rid of it at all.
Around the Zhaoqing Hall, the originally empty and remote open space was filled with palace guards at some point. Under the dark night, there were many shadows of people all around, and the wind was howling.
Wang Fusheng's face turned pale and he slowly took a few steps back, half-bowing his body, maintaining the posture of a trapped animal making its last stand.
Then, the surrounding torches were lit, reflecting the cold faces.
Wang Fusheng was heartbroken and said in a trembling voice: "What...are you doing?"
Song Sen, who was wearing soft leather armor, slowly walked out from the crowd of guards, stared at him and said: "Wang Fusheng, your incident has happened. Kneel down and be bound. Follow me to Dali Temple."
Wang Fusheng was shocked and asked: "What have I done? Do you want to accuse me, a powerless and down-and-out palace man, unjustly?"
Song Sen said coldly: "Don't you know what you committed? Thousands of people in the palace died because of you, and dozens of officials were implicated. Wang Fusheng, at this moment, do you still want to deny it and make sophistry?"
Wang Fusheng screamed sharply: "I didn't do it! I didn't do anything. Tai Chi Palace is also a place of truth. You can't attack and trap them randomly!"
Song Sen sneered and waved his hand. A guard threw a baggage in front of him. The baggage fell to the ground and spread out, revealing the talismans, puppets and magic weapons inside.
"These should be able to help you recall what you did, right?" Song Sen sneered: "If you still can't remember, then go to Dali Temple and try a few torture instruments."
Wang Fusheng's whole body went limp, and he collapsed on the ground shaking like chaff, with a desperate expression.
"I have to admire you. You can throw the palace and the court into chaos with one person. Wang Fusheng, you are really capable. You are worthy of someone who once served the former prince."
Wang Fusheng said in a hoarse voice: "I, I did it perfectly, and no one else knew about it. How did you find out?"
Song Sen laughed and said: "Do you think you are the only smart person in the world and everyone else is stupid? There are only a few enemies of Guo Xingzhen and Fan Yunxian who are capable of revenge. After a thorough investigation, you were exposed. .”
Wang Fusheng laughed miserably and said: "Time is also destiny. Wang was famous for a while. Although he has fallen into despair, he still brought thousands of people to be buried with him. That's enough!"
Song Sen stared at him with cold eyes and said: "Wang Fusheng, now that the matter is over, I want to ask you the truth. Was the Yan Sheng case committed by you alone, or was there someone behind the scenes? Was your master Liang Wang Li Zhong involved in it?"
Wang Fusheng was shocked and blurted out: "This matter has nothing to do with His Royal Highness Prince Liang. It was done by me alone! Don't implicate innocent people."
Song Sen looked at him with pity and said: "The Yulin Guards in the palace have left the city and rushed to Liangzhou to capture King Liang. Wang Fusheng, now do you know how many people you have implicated? Even your master Li Zhong can't escape the implication, regardless of him Guilty or innocent, his life will be ruined in your hands!"
Wang Fusheng hissed: "This matter has nothing to do with His Royal Highness Prince Liang. It was done by me alone. I just took revenge on those unkind and unjust people..."
Song Sen shook his head and said: "Wang Fusheng, you think too simplistically. You started the matter, but the process and results are not up to you. The Yansheng case is already a major case. Who is guilty and who is innocent, and whoever participates is implicated."
, it doesn’t matter what you say, it’s what Dali Temple of the Ministry of Punishment says.”
Wang Fusheng collapsed on the ground and gritted his teeth and said: "Prince Liang... is a member of the royal family, how dare you accuse him unjustly!"
"Prince Liang has been implicated by you. He is already a prisoner. Wang Fusheng, please open your eyes wide and see the evil you have done!"
Wang Fusheng lowered his head and said nothing, his expression becoming more and more guilty.
There are no pure bad people in the world. No matter how bad Wang Fusheng is, he still has deep feelings for his former master. The few traces of loyalty and kindness he have are all pinned on Li Zhong.
Seeing that Wang Fusheng was silent for a long time, Song Sen took two steps back and shouted sternly: "The criminal Wang Fusheng will be captured immediately and locked up in Dali Temple for rigorous interrogation!"
The surrounding Yulin guards drew their swords from their sheaths, formed a circle and slowly approached Wang Fusheng.
Wang Fusheng suddenly laughed silently several times, then fell to the ground and cried loudly, and finally laughed nervously.
The guards approaching him became more and more nervous. A general of the Imperial Army waved his hand, and more than ten shields lined up in front of him, solidly surrounding Wang Fusheng in the center of the shield array. Then, the circle formed by the shields became smaller and smaller.
Obviously, the imperial guards wanted to capture Wang Fusheng alive.
Unexpectedly, after Wang Fusheng laughed, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he shouted: "I will not let you get what you want! Prince Liang is innocent, and I am willing to die to prove His Highness's innocence!"
As he spoke, Wang Fusheng's body suddenly dwarfed, and then he rose into the air and rushed toward the guards surrounding him.
The guards thought that he was going to fight to the death and subconsciously raised their swords. Wang Fusheng saw the opportunity and threw himself on the tip of the guards' swords.
After a painful groan, the knife passed through his chest. Wang Fusheng grinned miserably and gradually became silent.
Outside the encirclement, Song Sen stamped his feet angrily: "There are no survivors, and the confession hasn't been handed down yet!"
Looking at Wang Fusheng's body on the ground, Song Sen sighed: "It's over, it's over. I don't know how many times County Uncle Li will call me a fool now. Isn't this true..."
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Dali Temple Prison.
Song Sen looked guilty and knelt on one knee in front of Li Qinzai in the cell.
Sure enough, Li Qinzai's reaction was completely within his expectation.
His eyes widened in shock, Li Qinzai took a breath: "Surrounded by hundreds of people, he actually committed suicide? Song Sen, you are more stupid than I imagined, and you gave me a big surprise...
"
Song Sen looked short of breath and said feebly: "Wang Fusheng is so cunning, I really didn't expect..."
Li Qinzai said seriously: "What is the difference between a smart person and a fool? Do you know?"
"Uh, please give me some advice, County Uncle Li."
"Smart people think of everything they should think of before and after the incident, but fools don't expect everything. When things go wrong, they will infinitely exaggerate their opponents' abilities and shirk their own responsibilities."
Song Sen looked dejected and sighed: "Yes, I am a fool."
Li Qinzai sighed regretfully and said, "It's a pity that you are not my student..."
Song Sen wondered: "If I were your student, wouldn't I be scolded less?"
"No, if you were my student, you would have at least a hundred whip marks on your body right now. If your birth date is not strong enough, you may not be able to pass this test today."
Old Song Sen's face turned green and he pursed his lips tightly.
"It doesn't matter that Wang Fusheng is dead. The evidence has been nailed. This case is an ironclad case. It is difficult to turn it around. You will report it to His Majesty later. Then it is time for the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple to stop and this case should be closed. Implicated
So many people have come in and caused too many unnecessary killings, and it is not appropriate to let them continue."