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Wei Yuan remembered that he occasionally saw the dagger pinned to Fu Qiufeng's waist, which was inlaid with precious stones and decorated gorgeously. It must be used as an accessory rather than a weapon.

Wei Yuan asked cautiously: "Assuming Mr. Fu really knows martial arts, why hide it? If you want to get close to His Majesty, with your martial arts skills, the missions and information you can get will definitely be closer to secrets."

"Either Gong Ziyu's subordinates were fighting among themselves, or he knew something he shouldn't know and was silenced by his accomplices." Rong Fan looked at the outline of Bai Bu, "...or it may be that Mr. Fu lied to me from the very beginning. Then I really should admire him, not even phantom poison can make him tell the truth."

Wei Yuan didn't know whether he should comfort Rong Jing now or speculate based on the facts. He thought about it and chose to change to a problem that needs to be solved first: "Shuangrentai can't detain Feng Baowei for too long. It takes three more years to commit felony treason." Judiciary review."

"Tomorrow will be handed over to Dali Temple." Rong Pin touched the ink fountain on his arm with his fingertips, "Master Mo Dou, I have to work hard on you one more time, I can't make things happen without you."

Mo Dou shook the tip of his tail happily, and showed his sharp fangs amid Rong Pin's warm praise.

Feng Baowei sat cross-legged on the wooden couch in the dungeon, the wound had already been bandaged, and just in case, his wrists and ankles were tied with chains. When Wei Yuan walked to the door and opened it, Feng Baowei raised his eyelids contemptuously: " Commander Wei, I advise you not to worry too much, otherwise, when I meet Dali Siqing and several adults, I will definitely insist that you have abused lynching and tortured into tricks, and forged confessions 5 to deceive Your Majesty. nice."

"Whether my face looks good or not, it doesn't matter if you say it." After Wei Yuan opened the door, Rong Fan walked in slowly with his hands behind his back.

Feng Baowei suddenly jumped to the bed, and a chain was attached to the wall. He stopped and was held by him, but he still barked his teeth and claws and roared at Rong Jing: "Dog Emperor, if I spit out half a word, I won't have a surname." Feng!"

"I'm just curious, what benefits does Gong Ziyu promise you?" Rong Fan stopped at a dangerous distance and stood still. Feng Baowei's fingers were about to stick to his forehead, but he was still smiling, not panicking. Quickly turned his head to look at Feng Baowei, "Is my head enough for those of you who hate me so much?"

"Hmph, it will be enough when we chop you into minced meat." Feng Baowei sneered.

"Then what? Gong Ziyu to be the emperor himself?" Rong Yan asked leisurely, and then shot out instantly, grabbed Feng Baowei's wrist, pressed it down, and kicked him on his knee to force him to kneel down, "Take one Yuzi, do you think that Rong Yu is alive? Can you become famous as a teacher? Let me tell you, daydreaming! You will only follow in the footsteps of Rong Yu, and die a hundred times more miserable than him!"

"It really is you who killed the prince." Feng Bao said angrily, "The prince treats people generously and has the talents of the world, but he was murdered by villains like you, how blind the heavens are!"

"Want to know how Rong Yu died?" Rong Fan let out a long breath. He has mentioned Rong Yu too many times recently, and he is almost numb to the name, "After you die, go to the underworld and see Let's see if we can recognize him."

Feng Baowei was both sad and angry: "You...are you cruelly torturing your elder brother?"

Rong Fan let go of Feng Baowei, stepped on his calf and beckoned. Enduring his anger, Wei Yuan, whose eyes were like knives, cooperatively handed over a booklet. Rong Fan flipped through it, and then stopped at the first two pages: "Taizong The emperor is kind and has abolished several types of torture, and even the Dali Temple has a set of strict rules for extorting confessions, otherwise, as you said, it would be an abuse of lynching."

"You want to threaten me?" Feng Baowei shook his shoulders and struggled, but Wei Yuan quickly pressed him firmly.

"No, it's to prepare you." With a bright smile on his face, Rong Fan patted Feng Baowei's shoulder lightly, "If Emperor Taizong can abolish it, I can activate it, and I also recently have a person who is good at A capable and virtuous minister of this way has compiled this book of key points of punishment and killing for me."

Wei Yuan, who restrained Feng Baowei, spent the next quarter of an hour listening to Rong Fen's vivid reading and talking about the contents of the book, and there was one more article than the last time he read it. I don't know when Fu Qiufeng added it. .

Hearing this, the corners of his eyes twitched, Feng Baowei began to look serious, and by the time Rong Fen closed the book, a drop of sweat was dripping down the side of Feng Baowei's face.

"Take him down, start with the lightest one, don't kill him casually." Rong Fan put his hand on the back of Feng Baowei's neck, then slowly backed away, and walked to the prison door.

Feng Baowei fell to the ground, rolled his eyes and screamed for a while, the voice echoed in the dungeon layer by layer, the remaining prisoners in the dungeon didn't know what happened here, the screams rolled over the eardrums over and over again, no one was trembling and frightened .

Rong Fan stood there for a long while, and heard a series of vague words from Feng Baowei's mouth. He walked over and asked in a low voice, "Are you willing to confess?"

Feng Baowei was delirious, and said vaguely: "Pingxia Town... our people are in Pingxia Town, kill me, I told you...kill me!"

Rong Fan turned his head and looked at Wei Yuan: "Where is Pingxia Town?"

Wei Yuan thought for a while: "It's in Wangzhou, more than three hundred miles southwest of the capital."

Feng Baowei already knew a lot. Rong Yan asked where they met, where the silver and armor used in the incident were stored, and where the team assembled. Even if it was Feng Baowei, Gong Ziyu still took precautions against him. He had been to Pingxia Town twice, and was taken blindfolded each time. He only knew that the base was located in the deep mountains.

"Send someone to Pingxia Town to investigate thoroughly." Rong Fan stood up and clenched his fists. He felt the joy of finally seeing the light of day when he got the news. As long as he wiped out Gong Ziyu's gangsters, the government and the public would be at peace.

Wei Yuan took the order, but when he went out, he thought of another question: "My lord, how can we solve that woman?"

Rong Fan leaned against the prison door, listening to Feng Baowei's faint groans, he had a flash of inspiration, and had an idea: "That trick box is from the previous dynasty, and Mr. Fu's mother also has the blood of the previous dynasty, This girl has been with her since she was a child, and she is also proficient in the art of mechanism, and she can't untie it from left to right, why don't you let her try it."

"Yes, this subordinate will go get it now." Wei Yuan never doubted Rong Fan's seemingly unreliable proposal, he went to get the mechanism box, and the two walked to the end of the dungeon, only to see Lan Er sitting upright on the straw mat, His expression was as calm and gentle as usual.

Seeing Rong Fan, Lan'er stood up and saluted, and asked, "Is it the end of the girl's life?"

"I see you are calm and at ease, but you don't have any fear of dying." Rong Fan turned the trick box, looking at her casually.

"Folk girls are just used to maintaining a decent face." Lan'er lowered her head slightly.

"Whether you can continue to maintain it all depends on your ability." Rong Fan tilted his head, let Wei Yuan open the cell door, handed her the mechanism box, and mocked, "Shu Wuyan told you that she is The descendant of the former royal family, it is this trust that brought you to this day, if you have suffered in the Frost Blade Terrace, you should resent her the most."

Lan'er held the box and flipped through it, and said with a light smile, "It's not because of trust, but because of the threat of Miss Yan's previous status, and also because of His Majesty's decisiveness and sageness, not to indulge the ant nest that destroyed the embankment of a thousand miles." , none of these reasons have anything to do with trust.”

Rong Fan's face turned cold, and he curled his lips secretly, and snorted, "Can you open it?"

"It will take some time." Lan'er looked serious, "This should be something from the previous dynasty. There must be a self-destruct mechanism inside. I have seen a similar structure on the container of Miss Yan's hidden jade pendant."

"How long?" Rong Fan's eyes lit up.

"At least three hours." Lan'er squinted and estimated in the dimly lit prison, "I need to find the correct position for these copper pillars to be arranged vertically and horizontally."

Rong Fan pondered for a while, then waved his hand sideways and said: "Go, I will give you a quiet room, if you can open it, I will forgive you of your innocence, if you can't, you can go see Shu Wuyan."

On the other side, Fu Qiufeng, who stayed in Bixiao Palace, waited until half an hour later, and Rong Pin did not come back. He rarely thought about his injury, so he decided to rest earlier, and when he was lying on Rong Pin's big bed, he still lamented that Rong Pin was really making a fuss over a molehill. , It was just a trivial trauma, as for forcing him to stay in Bixiao Palace to recuperate?Mingming Frost Blade Terrace dormitory is also very good.

He slept until dawn, and the maids brought warm water towels to rinse his mouth with tea and spittoons for mouthwash. Fu Qiufeng was restless during this battle, washing, changing and eating. After breakfast, the maids brought a stack of story books, afraid He was in a hurry.

"Ma'am, didn't Your Majesty say when I would be able to leave?" Fu Qiufeng stopped the maid delivering the book and asked awkwardly.

"My lord, without His Majesty's order, the servants dare not let you leave. If Your Majesty is angry, the servants will suffer." The maid bowed, "If you are really bored, the servants will ask the court musician to play for you. Dance and music." Fu Qiufeng was horrified when he heard it: "Your Majesty...you are all so grandiose?"

"As long as it is your request, the servants will definitely satisfy you." The maid smiled, "Your Majesty loves you, and the servants must serve you well. You are the first person to stay in Bixiao Palace."

Fu Qiufeng hurriedly asked her to go down to work. It took him a long time to walk around in the big Bixiao Palace. He thought that Rong Fan didn't even stay with him these few years. He was so clean and self-sufficient. I'm afraid it was really lonely. Now he dares to accompany her. Rong Fan made jokes, no wonder Rong Fan indulged him so much.

He felt that the flat stone slabs in the courtyard of Bixiao Palace were very suitable for running and exercising. After running for two laps, the sun came up and the weather was getting hotter. He was about to go back to read a book, when Rong Fan finally walked back to Bixiao Palace in high spirits.

"It seems that your injury has healed." Rong Pin stepped into the hall and cast a sidelong glance at Fu Qiufeng, "It just so happens that I also have good news to share."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng congratulated first, and then asked, "Your Majesty is fine now, what news does Your Majesty have?"

"The mechanism box is opened." Rong Fan went into the back room and leaned on the soft couch, he let out a long sigh of relief, "Guess what's inside?"

Fu Qiufeng frowned: "It's hard to imagine that a person as perfect as Gong Ziyu would leave any clues."

"An old letter, and a blueprint." Rong Fan leaned his head against the cushion and closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and said, "Pour me a cup of tea."

Fu Qiufeng poured the tea as he said, and handed it to Rong Fan's hands. Rong Fan's fine eyelashes trembled, he felt the teacup's slightly warm temperature, and continued: "It's your elder brother, Fu Jingyi's correspondence with the Beiyou siege general. Guarding the border, more victories than defeats, the two big defeats were actually conspired with Beiyou. After all, if I, Dayi, always win and never lose, repel Beiyou, and force Beiyou to seek peace, then there will be no soldiers and horses. This is where the Marshal comes in handy."

"This..." Fu Qiufeng didn't know what to say for a while, "I'm guilty, my brother is ashamed of the great entrustment to the late emperor."

"I won't implicate you." Rong Fan opened his eyes to look at him with great interest, then turned his head and yawned, "There is also that blueprint, which shows a peony jade pendant, what Gong Ziyu asked you for must be is it."

"But Gongziyu said it's the road map...could it be in the jade pendant?" Fu Qiufeng asked in surprise.

"If you want to rebel, the most important thing is money and connections." Rong Fan stood up and took a sip of tea, "I once heard an anecdote that the last emperor of the previous dynasty knew that the country would not survive, so he entrusted his cronies to take the unsustainable people in the palace. Some gold and silver artifacts were secretly transported away and hidden in order to make a comeback for future generations, but after all, they were just rumors, otherwise why would the Emperor Taizu not look for them."

"But now Gong Ziyu is really looking for this jade pendant." Fu Qiufeng said, "Since we have the blueprint, we might as well send someone to investigate."

"I have already ordered you." Rong Fan smiled and stared at Fu Qiufeng, "Aside from these two, there is one more, which should be counted as good news for you and me."

Fu Qiufeng was puzzled, Rong Fan probably lacked sleep, and looked tired, but those smiling eyes cast an ambiguous gaze with half-closed eyes, the corners of his lips had the luster just soaked in tea, his legs were bent and folded on the soft On the couch, the toe of the shoe nodded, as if signaling him to sit beside him.

"Your Majesty, don't be fooled. What is the news?" Fu Qiufeng sat down helplessly.

As soon as he sat down on his buttocks, Rong Yan suddenly put a leg on his lap, and asked lazily with his forehead: "I interrogated the prisoners all night, looked at the corpses for half the night, and haven't slept for a long time, so I can't speak now. "

Fu Qiufeng's back was tense and he didn't dare to move at all: "Then you... go to bed and sleep for a while?"

"Aiqing, don't you want to sleep with me?" Rong Fan tilted her knees and pressed Fu Qiufeng's abdomen, "I will never go back on my word."

Fu Qiufeng tried his best to step back, he didn't understand why Rong Fan started to play this game again, he stammered: "I don't dare, Your Majesty should stop joking, the dragon's body is important, let's rest soon."

"I'm not joking." Rong Fan slowly put away his smile, "Wei Yuan rejected one of my decisions last night, so I made a new decision, tell me what happened to the corpse in the well, and I will be satisfied your desire."

Fu Qiufeng's face froze. He first thought about his own desires. Rong Pin's eyes were so sharp that he didn't dare to dodge them. He was afraid that his flaws would be seen, so that his mind was running so fast that he was already a little confused.

"I... want a real dagger." Fu Qiufeng said after considering it, "That corpse... was indeed killed by me."

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