The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Shen Zhiyan's words show his appreciation for Wang Zheng.

Murong Yu pressed his sword eyebrows slightly and said, "According to what Shen Shaoqing said, Wang Zheng's suspicion of committing the crime is not high."

Murongci turned around to call in a servant, whispered a few words, the servant went immediately.

After that, she pondered: "After the internal servant prepared the short case and the four treasures of the study, the main hall was closed, and it was guarded. I believe no one would have the opportunity to commit crimes. After that, the main palace and a group of officials from the Ministry of rites came to Wuying Hall and entered the main hall first. If the young talents who participated in the literary examination are suspected of committing crimes, the time is extremely short and the technique is very hidden."

Murong Yu carefully recalled the situation at the time, and Shen Shen said: "After the king came, he didn't find anyone behaved differently."

Shen Zhiyan frowned and thought, "First ask the servants who are preparing the short case and the Four Treasures of the Study."

"Our palace has ordered people to summon relevant people and so on."

Her eyes were cold and she dared to use such a vicious means to kill, she must find the murderer out.

Murong Yu's eyebrows glowed with a hint of coldness, and said: "Wang Zheng is here."

Wang Zheng was born in a family of military generals, and he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He has cultivated the steel and iron and heroic spirit. He has a straight waist, straight shoulders, a handsome appearance, open eyebrows, black eyes shiny, and piercing. There is God.

He bowed his hands in a salute, "The humble servant worships the king and his Royal Highness, and sees Lord Shen."

He is tall and tall, handsome and handsome, he is indeed a hero!

Murong thought to himself that if such talents were recruited for their own use, they would definitely be of great use.

However, she also knows that the capital governor of the capital's defense department is already Murong Yu's person, and that Wang Zheng, who is the leader of the defense department, is naturally his.

"Wang Zheng, have you found anything unusual since you entered the hall?" Shen Zhiyan asked first.

"The humble post didn't pay much attention." Wang Zheng thought for a moment, said sincerely, and a little apologetic, as if he was sorry for not being able to provide useful clues himself.

"Before Fan Xiaowen became ill, what did you hear?" Murong asked. He was sitting in front of Fan Xiaowen with Fan Xiaowen's short case behind him. As long as he turned around, he could commit the crime, so his suspicion is still the biggest.

"It seems to have heard a slight gasp, but at the time the officials racked their brains thinking about how to answer the question, so they didn't pay much attention." His handsome face was covered with deep guilt and regret, and he felt guilty for not being able to detect the strangeness in time. , "If you know that Young Master Fan will get sick and die unfortunately, you should pay more attention to him."

Between people, even if they stand very close, they are only one step away, under normal circumstances, they cannot hear each other's breathing.

And he heard a slight gasp in the back, in other words, it had been a period of time before Fan Xiaowen fell to the ground, but he restrained it.

She looked at Shen Zhiyan, and with Wang Zheng's upright human disposition, she shouldn't embark on this road of no return.

Murong Yu said coldly: "If you think of anything, report it immediately. You should withdraw first."

Wang Zheng agreed, bowed his hands, and withdrew.

Shen Zhiyan asked: "His Royal Highness, the prince, the lower officials think that Wang Zheng should not lie."

There was a person in Murongci's mind, Wei Wenchang.

She had just returned to the hall to inspect the poppy pollen, and he immediately caught up with her, acting suspiciously.

At this time, the six servants who were the first to prepare for the literary examination in the main hall came. They all knelt down and worshipped, because when they heard that someone died during the literary examination, the royal king and the prince summoned them to interrogate, so they were nervous, nervous, and uneasy, and they didn’t know how to place their hands. Up.

Murongci stared at them, and they all buried their heads deeply, not daring to let out the atmosphere, as if a breath was disrespectful to the royal king, and they would be here today.

They have been in the Wuying Hall for many years and have never seen the royal king, but they would rather never see the royal king, because meeting the royal king is not a good thing. The imperial king has iron-blooded wrists, thunderous things, strict law enforcement, and civil and military officials do not want to see him, let alone their humble servants?

Shen Zhiyan suddenly shouted in a cold voice: "It's the six of you who are preparing for the literary examination. No one else?"

One of the servants replied boldly: "There are only six minions, no one else."

"Raise your head and report your name." Murong Ci's cold eyes swept across everyone.

"His Royal Highness wants you to raise your head, didn't you hear?" Shen Zhiyan scolded.

The six servants raised their heads one after another, their eyes drooping, afraid to look at the superior in front of them, and while shaking like sifting chaff, they reported their names.

With her gaze fixed in one place, she asked: "Who prepared the four treasures of the study for the fourth, fifth, and sixth low cases in the left column of the main hall?"

A servant named Little Walnut trembled and trembled on the ropeway: "It was a minion... prepared... Your Highness was wronged, the minion did not harm anyone... the minion did nothing...

He suddenly yelled, his face covered with sweat, a pool of yellow liquid on the palace bricks under him, and the smell of urine gradually diffused.

Shen Zhiyan couldn't help laughing, and quickly covered his mouth to stop laughing, this person was actually scared to pee.

"Drag it out!" Murong Yu ordered coldly.

"The slave was wronged...Lord, your lord, the slave didn't kill anyone..."

Little Walnut was dragged out by the guards, and the hoarse cry became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, their companions were dragged out, and they were very likely to see King Yama. Just thinking about it, the remaining five servants felt that their limbs were soft and their bodies were frozen. The fear of death made them tremble violently, their faces as gray as death.

Murongci asked again: "After you are ready, who is the last to leave the hall?"

The five waiters looked at each other, and the four waiters pointed at one person, "It's him."

The accused servant named Xiao Yongzi, she smiled and asked: "Are you the last to leave?"

Shen Zhiyan is inexplicable, why is His Royal Highness smiling so strangely?

Murong Yu seemed to smile but not smile, His Highness found it.

"If you return to your Highness, the minion is the last one to leave."

Xiao Yongzi replied calmly, not hurriedly or slowly, not panicking, calmly and calmly, no matter whether it was a violent storm or the collapse of Mount Tai, he would not move.

She noticed him since the six servants came in. Unlike the other five, he is surprisingly calm and eye-catching.

"Where did you work as a errand before?" Murongci asked slowly, he was calm, and she was calm too, see who has more patience.

"The minion worked as an errand in the palace of Concubine Rong three years ago." He answered truthfully.

Even if he does not answer or lies, His Royal Highness can find out. The deployment of palace people is documented in the Internal Servant Bureau, and you can know it as soon as you check it.

She suddenly reprimanded: "Say! Why did you murder Fan Xiaowen?"

Shen Zhiyan looked dazed, he was the murderer? His Highness inferred the murderer so quickly? What is the basis?

He has always boasted that an autopsy is like a god, and there is no one in the country who can judge a case better than him. Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness has such a genius.

Her sudden anger caused Xiao Yongzi to tremble, and then he retorted: "The slave didn't murder anyone, the slave was wronged."

"The prince, what should be the crime of murdering Fan Xiaowen, the eldest son of Fan University scholar? How to sentence according to the law?" Murong Ci turned to look at Murong Yu.

"According to the law should be cut. The servant committed the crime and murdered Fan Xiaowen with vicious and cruel methods, so it should be executed by Ling Chi." Murong Yu's voice was like a decree, and the final word was reached.

"What if the murderer refuses to plead guilty?"

"Criminal plus first class, afflict the relatives and family members, and punish the three tribes."

Shen Zhiyan suddenly realized that what they had done was to force the murderer to confess his guilt.

Sure enough, Xiao Yongzi heard "Zhu Sanzu", his body trembled, his eyes trembled, his complexion darkened like the twilight, and deadly ashes.

When the other four heard this, their faces were earthy, and their heads bowed deeply, worried about being suspected.

Murong said rigorously: "Zhiyan, the murder of Fan Xiaowen can be reconciled, and the murderer Xiaoyongzi Ling Chi will be put to death, punish..."

"His Royal Highness, the slave pleads guilty." Xiao Yongzi shouted angrily, "It was the slave who sprinkled poppy pollen on Fan Xiaowen's short case..."

"Where did you get the poppy pollen? You and Fan Xiaowen have no grievances, why did you murder him?" She continued to ask.

"The slave confessed his guilt, and begged His Royal Highness to show favors outside the law, and don't impede the slave's family." He pleaded anxiously.

"Even if you pleaded guilty and didn't truthfully call out the case, you still punish the tribes." Murong Yu said coldly.

"There is another question. How do you predict that Fan Xiaowen will sit in that short case?" Shen Zhiyan asked inexplicably.

"There are thirty-six people in the literary examination. The ranking order is drawn up by the Shangshu He of the Ministry of Rites and submitted to this palace for review. There are many officials of the Ministry of Rites, large and small, and you can see that there are people in this ranking order such as the left and right servants, the doctors, and the Yuanwailang "Murongci looked at Xiao Yongzi, "You are a servant in the Hall of Wu Ying, how do you see the documents of the Ministry of Rites?"

Shen Zhiyan is like a divine initiation, this is simply extremely scary, think deeply, this is a gang committing a crime.

Xiao Yongzi's face was hesitant, his eyes flickered, and she fell into the quagmire of saying or not, not knowing how to choose.

A servant suddenly said: "His Royal Highness, the servant has something to say."

Murongci nodded, and the servant said: "Two days ago, the minion accidentally saw Xiao Yongzi coming out of Concubine Rong's palace. The minion was behind him, so he didn't know that the minion saw him."

Murong Yu said: "If he doesn't say anything, he will first give him an eighty-skilled game."

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't say it, my palace will just talk about how he behaves." Her lips curled slightly, and she sneered like an autumnal cool. "He served Concubine Rong and received the favor of Concubine Rong. In order to repay his favor, he promised to do it. Concubine Rong works. Wei Wenchang, a member of the ceremonial department, told him Fan Xiaowen’s ranking in advance. When preparing for the literary examination today, he was the last one to leave. Taking advantage of the other five people not paying attention, he quickly handed Concubine Rong to his poppy pollen. Next to the inkstone on Fan Xiaowen's short case."

"His Royal Highness is really a god, and the case was solved in just an hour." Shen Zhiyan slapped his palms and smiled.