Long live the best

Qin Yun stared: "Ask you!"

The general looked puzzled, and gritted his teeth: "I have indeed seen this arrow, three blades, and wild goose feathers. These are only equipped by the Youzhou army of the twelve generals of Yanyun."

The voice fell.

Old Feng, Chang Hong and the others' complexions suddenly changed!

Hundreds of other generals froze, smelling a terrible smell, and their eyes were terrified!

Could it be that the prince rebelled?

Qin Yun's face became even more rigid.

The Twelve Generals of Yanyun are well-known generals in the capital of Xia, and they are the confidants of King Shunxun.

And Tang San's exposure was exactly what Qian Lin investigated.

Then everything makes sense!

Seeing that there was monstrous anger and murderous intent in Qin Yun's eyes, the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

The general was afraid again and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

"But the arrows don't necessarily belong to the Eleventh Prince."

"There is another place that is also making this kind of arrow."

Qin Yun gritted his teeth: "Where?"

The general replied: "I used to work in a certain department in Youzhou, and I have seen this kind of arrow."

"The wild goose feathers of this arrow glide in the air as thin as a cicada's wings, with very little resistance."

"It was specially offered by the Situ family in Guanzhong."

"Because the prince is married to the Situ family, the Situ family will provide it to him for free every year, and use it on arrows with a longer range."

"Of course, there are also some people who can secretly get this kind of arrows and pretend to be framed."

In the dead of night.

Qin Yun's figure stopped, and the others didn't even dare to breathe.

Even Feng Lao is silent.

Now the origin of the arrow is clear, but how to liquidate it?

No matter what, he couldn't get past the threshold of King Shun Xun.

Qin Yun is also very clear that this alone is not enough to convict him.

"Old Feng, you should go there yourself."

"See if we can find any more clues from the killer."

Feng Lao nodded: "This old slave will leave the palace now."

Qin Yun waved his hand, signaling for everyone to back down.

After the people left, Qin Yun looked at the sky with cold eyes.

He is more focused on, it is the powerful people who are making the move!

The fire of assassination completely ignited his urgency to exterminate the clan, even worse than Wang Min who exterminated Xiliang.

the next day.

Qian Lin was still in a coma.

In Anran's imperial capital, it seems that there has never been a bloodshed incident, but under the seemingly calm surface, there are already undercurrents surging.

The gatekeepers didn't intend to avoid the limelight at all, but provoked them repeatedly.

that night.

Feng Lao brought back the news.

He came to the imperial study room, bent down and bowed: "Your Majesty, there are indeed dead men who assassinated Miss Xiang."

"Jin Yiwei went in time and resolved the crisis."

"But the dead are all dead, and there is nothing to investigate."

"Miss Xiang asked the old slave to come back and tell you that the dead man's shooting habits are definitely due to his background in the world."

Qin Yun took a deep breath, rubbed his brows and said, "Then what about the Qian family and the other families who donated food for me back then?"

Old Feng's expression changed slightly.

Said: "The specific news has yet to be verified."

"But it seems that the Qian family is quite miserable..."

"The small family, which was originally lonely, was set on fire by the murderer after emptying its pockets and donating food."

"All the family business, reduced to ruins."

"It is said...the ancestral halls and cemeteries of several generations of the Qian Lin family were burned and dug, and the murderer's methods were extremely vicious..."

heard here.

Qin Yun was completely furious!

"what!"

He lifted up the table, and with a bang, he fell heavily on the ground, spilling pen, ink, paper and inkstone all over the floor.

"Go, bring me the most respected and most powerful old thing of the Situ Men Clan!!"

He pointed with his finger, already trembling!

Angry to the extreme.

These dogs behind the scenes are so arrogant!

Digging up someone's ancestral grave is worse than killing the whole family for the people of Daxia!

Elder Feng immediately knelt down with a serious face: "Your Majesty, think twice!"