"Lord God, this man is completely unrecognizable and covered in bruises. How can we prove that he is Xiao Richen?"
Miss Ninth hesitated for a moment, walked over slowly, pointed at the indistinguishable prisoner and asked loudly: "Master God, it should be the clan government that proves that this person is Xiao Jun. What's more, Xiao Richen was once a sibling of Gu Rongzhao, and
Gu Rongzhao and Dongdi were two tigers, incompatible with each other and incompatible with each other.
Furthermore, Gu Rongzhao was once loyal to the clan, even if it is proven that this person is Xiao Jun Xiao Richen, it only means that the clan is not clean inside, so what does it have to do with my senior sister?"
The girl's eyebrows are green, pure and flamboyant.
Jiu Ci once disliked Miss Jiu's ignorance, but gradually he realized that only girls who are well protected by their parents can have such a straightforward temper.
It's easy to trust a person. He can't hide all his thoughts, nor is he as cunning as a fox. He is always upright in times of crisis.
Jiu Ci looked sideways at Miss Jiu and made a cold and contemptuous sound, but there was a smile that could not be concealed between his eyebrows.
"Miss Ajiu, after Ye Qingge claimed to be the Eastern Emperor, Xiao Richen followed the Eastern Emperor. Now that Dongzhou is an independent place, Xiao Richen belongs to the monarch of an independent place and has nothing to do with the lord of the clan.
Don't throw this dirty water around casually."
Ye Qingyi smiled, clapped his hands, and saw soldiers coming with two disciples of the Third Sect.
The armored soldier stood beside the three disciples and said: "These two are lucky. All three disciples were poisoned and mute that day, but these two were the only ones who escaped by chance.
You two, please tell me what happened that night truthfully."
The two disciples looked at each other, and one of them spoke: "That night, all of a sudden, all the soldiers in the Zongfu army fainted strangely.
A line of men in black came over, forcibly injected us with needles, and then poisoned the brothers with potions.
The next day, the brothers of the three masters suffered from the incurable semi-demon disease and could not even speak.
When the Zongfu army arrived, there was only one man in black wearing a bamboo hat left in the line. He was captured and wanted to burn himself with fire. The moment the fire burned the bamboo hat, I saw his face."
Ye Qingyi looked at the armored soldier and nodded slightly. The armored soldier took out a portrait.
"What you saw that day was the person in the painting?"
Ye Qingyi asked.
The disciple nodded repeatedly, pointed at the painting and said excitedly: "That's him, that's the person!"
The disciple's eyes were scarlet red, his emotions could not be controlled, and his body was trembling.
Tears gushed out like a bursting sea, covering her face.
"My three disciples are so innocent. Who is this person? He wants to harm innocent people!"
The disciples cried miserably.
"These two disciples are lying!"
Snow Girl said.
Qing Ge shook his head: "No, they are just stating the facts they saw with their own eyes."
Snow Girl suddenly looked at Qingge, her eyes flashed slightly, and she was a little confused.
State facts?
But the truth is clearly terrible and all fake! "Dong Emperor, is the person in this painting Mr. Xiao?"
Ye Qingyi asked.
Qing Ge looked at Ye Qingyi indifferently, but she was unexpectedly cheerful: "It is indeed Xiao Richen, Protector Ye, is this a painting from the clan?
The painter's skills are a bit weak. Look at Xiao Jun in this painting. The contours of his eyebrows and eyebrows are indeed very similar, but his expression is too different. If such a painter can enter the sect, he must be from a close family."
Hearing this, the surrounding cultivators, Ye Qingyi, the Divine Master and others were dumbfounded, looking at Ye Qingge speechlessly and in surprise.
Is she... appreciating paintings?
At this critical moment, the crisis of the Eastern Emperor, and in the face of the most important evidence, she is still commenting on the painting.
Is this the point... "Not to mention, this painting is really terrible. Nowadays, any random person can become a painter. It can be seen that Zongfu is a big dyeing vat formed by related households.
It’s not like our Dadongzhou, where capable people live and talented warriors abound, so there’s no need to worry about it.”
Qing Ge glanced at Jiu Ci suspiciously, wondering if this was the same brother who asked for an official position from him.
The brother and sister were talking about the artist's skills, with the same contempt and disdain in their tone, which made Ye Qingyi furious.
Ye Qingyi closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm down his emotions. He immediately disliked the clothes on the prisoner's right arm and said, "Mr. Xiao from Dongzhou, there is a dragon birthmark on his left arm. This cannot be false."
The prisoner's exposed arm skin had a dark red birthmark with a dragon pattern on it.
With a few pieces of evidence, it can be concluded that this person is Xiao Richen.
"Protector Ye, if you are not someone close to me, how would you know about this skin matter?
You all know that Mr. Xiao has a dragon birthmark on his right arm, so I would have to praise you for your great powers."
The song was joking and authentic, without any hint of panic. It seemed like a smile but not a smile, half teasing.
Ye Qingyi looked at Qing Ge's indifferent and leisurely posture, but he became confused and felt faintly angry.
The Empress of Dongzhou was young, reckless, and easily impulsive, so Ye Qingyi repeatedly sang in stimulating ways.
It turns out that this guy is a good guy, he doesn't give in to hard and soft things, he's very easy to handle, and even in the face of the upcoming crisis, he still talks and laughs.
"This letter was found in the dungeon."
The armored soldier once again presented evidence, which was a burned letter.
The incomplete part that has not yet been burned contains a few words and a special seal made by the Eastern Emperor.
"This letter is..." Ye Qingyi's eyes flashed slightly: "The handwriting of Emperor Dong."
The armored soldier continued: "In the dungeon, Mr. Xiao was discovered by the Zongfu army and was surrounded and suppressed by the 52nd Army. At the critical moment, he did not want to reveal his identity and committed suicide.
This letter was also half burned and left in a corner of the dungeon. It was only found today.
It has the seal of the Eastern Emperor. Regarding the handwriting, I specially asked Mr. Siya. After comparison, I can definitely say that this is the handwriting of the Eastern Emperor!"
The soldier held a sandalwood tray in his hands. On the tray was a burned letter, pressed with ink stone.
Ye Qingyi took the tray, looked at the Lord, and after receiving the Lord's signal, presented it to Ye Ge.
"Master Xianji, please take a look at it and send someone professional from Qinglian to verify it."
Ye Qingyi said.
"Come here, please present the words of the Eastern Emperor."
Ye Ge whispered.
The armored soldier came over and handed over a piece of paper covered with black writing.
Qing Ge's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were so sharp that he could see the black and white words on the paper from a distance, which was extremely clear.
This piece of paper was indeed written by her. It recorded some medicinal materials. She didn't pay too much attention to the small details on weekdays, so the Divine Lord Sect found a flaw.
Come to think of it, they found this piece of paper in the Medicine Sect.
Qingge folded her hands around her chest, as lazy as a cat, and her black eyes were as bright as water.
"Physician Zhang of the Ren clan, besides refining medicine, he also likes to appraise people's handwriting in his spare time."
Ye Ge said: "Doctor Zhang, come and see if these two handwritings are consistent."