C69

"Drop it!"

Following Jiang Wuyan's voice, the wooden ball spinning between Zhao Qingyan's fingers fell down. She had a dejected look on her face as she said, "Just a bit more and I'd say, again."

Jiang Wuyan bent down and picked up the three wooden balls lying on the ground. With a light movement of her five fingers, the wooden balls spun around in her hands. It was extremely fast, but the wooden balls seemed to stick to her fingers, seemingly not wanting to fall at all. Looking at the small ball jumping between her fingers, Jiang Wuyan was still in the mood to chat with Zhao Qingyan, "To be able to last for an incense's time so quickly, congratulations!"

"Fast?" Zhao Qingyan was not in a good mood. "Almost a year."

Jiang Wuyan raised a finger, and the wooden ball landed on her palm obediently, "It's not even a year, you don't really have a care in the world, do you?" "If you play with it in your hands every day, I can guarantee you five balls a year for two incense sticks.

Zhao Qingyan said, "Forget it. God knows what the standard of that 'care' is? "My hands can just play the zither and carve wood. I won't compete with you guys."

Jiang Wuyan asked, "You all?"

Zhao Qingyan said, "I've never heard of how your fingers were created, but I saw Lu Sobbing wield a Lancet and an Iron Spike ball to train her fingers. For your fingers to be so nimble, how many layers must be removed? "

When Jiang Wuyan heard this, she smiled. "Their Puppet Palace has always been a bloody place. It's as if they'd maimed themselves by practicing martial arts."

Zhao Qingyan glanced at him and asked, "What do you think you are doing? "In the winter, he dipped his fingers in the icy water to catch fish, and it was the fire that drew the chestnuts.

Jiang Wuyan looked at her slender white fingers and couldn't help teasing, "We practice martial arts with rough skin and thick flesh, how can we compare to your delicate and tender skin?"

"You? "Rough skin and thick flesh?" Zhao Qingyan rolled his eyes, picked up the cup of cold tea and took a few sips. He then put it back gently, "I have been eating at the Qi King Manor for a long time, why must I take my revenge?"

Jiang Wuyan smiled slightly, "That's right."

"What are you talking about? So happy? " The maidservants standing in the distance bowed, and the Qi Wang walked over with large strides, a smile on his face.

Jiang Wuyan froze for a moment before she stood up with a slight bow, "Your Highness."

Zhao Qingyan called out to her father and asked with a smile, "Why is her father here?" Let Jin`er have another seat.

King Qi said, "Of course it's because I have something to take care of. I'll take a look at your condition as well." Looking at the wooden ball that Jiang Wuyan had placed at the side, he asked, "What's the matter?" You're in a good mood today, so you want to start practicing your finger skills? "

Jiang Wuyan wasn't restrained. She sat back down and said, "Didn't you just play a few games and leave them behind?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled bitterly, "Can't you say a few words to your father?"

The Qi King laughed, "You don't need to say anything to know what the result will be. Even if I were to praise you, I might not necessarily believe it."

Zhao Qingyan sighed lightly, "Why does royal father have to be so direct? I just came back from Master's place, so I got scolded. "

Jiang Wuyan asked, "Still saying that your martial arts have no improvements?"

Zhao Qingyan shrugged. "Actually, it's still better than it was a few months ago."

The Qi King and Jiang Wuyan laughed together, but did not take it seriously. Zhao Qingyan hated martial arts for more than a year or two. As the Qi King coaxed him, Zhuo Yi stared at him, but he still tried his best to be lazy. Now that everyone was used to his appearance, they could just say it out once in a while. However, no one would seriously reprimand him again.

Zhao Qingyan muttered in a low voice, "At the very least, I have half a sixty-year cultivation skill. I should be able to deal with an ordinary opponent. Why would I need such a good martial arts?"

Qi King said, "How dare you say that, is that your own skill?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said, "This is a gift from Martial Ancestor to acknowledge me as his teacher."

The Qi King knocked on his chest, "If your ancestor didn't know that you have good talent and pitied me, he wouldn't have accepted such a lazy disciple like you. The martial arts technique passed down from your Bi Luo Mountain lineage has been destroyed by you. " He was blaming Ye Zichen, but there was no anger in his tone.

Zhao Qingyan blinked, "That won't happen. I've already learned half of it." I've only been at Jadefallen Mountain for seven years, and Master said that he spent nine years memorizing all those sword manuals. I've already memorized all of it and am in the mood to slowly ponder over it. "

The Qi King was both angry and amused. "Many people want to join the clan but don't get the chance to do so. In the end, they gave you, a good-for-nothing who doesn't want to suffer, all for your master's sake."

Zhao Qingyan said, "Sigh, no matter how bad my son is, he was born on his own. No matter how bad my disciple is, he was born on his own."

The Qi King couldn't be bothered to argue with him, "The matter that you asked me to investigate has come to a conclusion."

"Oh?" Zhao Qingyan immediately stopped joking around. "How was it?"

Jiang Wuyan clearly knew what the Qi King was going to say. Not only did she not 'tactfully' leave, she instead concentrated on listening attentively.

Since the Qi King knew about the relationship between Jiang Wuyan and his son, he didn't hide anything. He waved his hand and dismissed the serving maid before slowly saying, "The body of Jiang Jie has been found in a remote alley within the city. The timing was also special. Otherwise, no one would be able to enter such an alleyway, and the corpses would not be found even after they were all rotted. There was a bag of silver under his body, and the contents of his clothes. The coroner's examination results are eleven stab in the chest, the shape of the knife is drawn, look for yourself. The corpses have already been transported to a secluded place. The coroners have followed me for many years, so they know what should not be said. " He placed the bag in front of Zhao Qingyan.

There was a three-inch piece of silver, several copper coins, a blue cloth stained with blood, and several pieces of paper. Zhao Qingyan flipped the piece of silver over and over a few times before passing it to Jiang Wuyan. Then, he placed his attention on the few pieces of paper.

Jiang Wuyan took a glance at it and said, "This silver is quite pure. You wouldn't be able to take it out at most places."

Qi Wang nodded and continued, "Jiang Jie's clothes were turned over. It seems like he was turned over after he died."

"After death?" Zhao Qingyan took out a handkerchief from her bosom and wrapped it around the blue silk cloth to examine it carefully, "Isn't that right? Then where did this blood come from? Didn't they say that the palm of the corpse was clean? There is blood on the fingertips of my right hand and my palm is clean. However, this piece of silk is stained with a lot of blood. " He used his right hand to grab the cloth. "Probably because he used his right hand to grab the cloth, and then stuffed it into his blood-stained bosom before he died, his fingertip was stained with blood, but his palm was not. But, as my royal father has said, the person who is rummaging through his arms is unable to even tell if he's alive or dead? "

Jiang Wuyan guessed, "For example, the person who killed him was in a hurry and didn't know what was going on?"

Zhao Qingyan silently looked at the paper in his hand. He did not object or agree. "Is there any speculation about the coroner?"

The Qi King shook his head, "He was clear on whether or not he should interfere. He only said that he had investigated thoroughly, and assured me that he did not leave anything out."

Zhao Qingyan nodded his head and took a paper roll from the side. Then, he lit both the piece of cloth and the piece of paper.

Both the Qi King and Jiang Wuyan were stunned, "What happened?"

Zhao Qingyan pinched the center of his brows. "I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse …" It was the empress's doing. "

The Qi King was stunned, "No way? "Are you sure?"

Zhao Qingyan shook his head. "I can't be sure, but I believe it's very likely to be her. With his royal brother's underworld guards, it was a piece of cake for them to kill someone without leaving a corpse. Even if he didn't use the Dark Guard to protect his safety, it was impossible for him to do such a stupid thing as leaving so many things behind. Leaving behind these things would not be useful for framing. If I didn't want to investigate, let's not talk about when the body would be found, but whether it could be found. Even if they were found out, the yamen would still end up with a case of injustice. And if I investigate, who will I suspect? None of the people I suspected had any point in framing each other. Excluding the possibility of doing it intentionally, leaving these behind would be a mistake. " Pausing for a moment, he continued, "You all practice martial arts, so you all know very well that the first thing you need to do after a stab in the chest is to use your hands to protect it. For people like us who know some fighting techniques, we might have chosen to fight first, but for a person like Jiang Jie who hasn't been through any training, why don't you use your hands to block the attacks after being stabbed so many times? From the coroner's examination results and the speculation at that time, it was clear that Jiang Jie was conscious at that time. So, I can only assume that his hand was grabbed. "

Jiang Wuyan pondered for a moment. "It doesn't seem to be very strict either."

Zhao Qingyan added, "Let's put it this way. First of all, the possibility of framing others was eliminated. Whether it was the silver or the piece of cloth, both had become flaws left by a mistake. And just like I said, Jiang Jie had already been searched and stuffed into his own chest. He died after stuffing this cloth into his pocket. From the looks of it, there was a problem — the numerous stab wounds in his chest had not been made after Jiang Jie's death. If this guy, who had stabbed Jiang Jie over ten times, couldn't even kill him, could he possibly bind Jiang Jie's hands? The coroner's investigation showed that there was no obvious bruise on Jiang Jie's wrist. I reasoned that there was at least one other person with a knife. Killing was a business in which two people were always several times more dangerous than one another. At the very least, his royal brother couldn't afford to hire such a hitman. Then apart from the royal brother, who would silence him? The answer is obvious. "

Jiang Wuyan chewed for a bit before adding, "But all of this was built on the foundation of 'Jiang Jie stuffed the piece of cloth into his pocket and died after being searched'. If this deduction is wrong in the first place, isn't the rest also wrong? "

Zhao Qingyan shrugged. "Generally, people with experience wouldn't go and kill others in silk clothing. There are also various indications that the killers are unprofessional, even temporary ones. An unprofessional killer who didn't need to be framed could be matched with the authenticity of the flaw. In such a situation, it's not important about the origin of the cloth, is it? "

Jiang Wuyan patted her forehead, "Talking to you feels so tiring. I've been listening to it for a long time, but I still can't figure it out."

Zhao Qingyan made a gesture of hugging him as he patiently explained, "The coroner said that the place where he was stabbed was above the abdomen and chest. Wasn't this the same as saying that someone was hugging Jiang Jie from behind to achieve his irresistible goal? "Because his hands are bound, they will not be stained with blood. That is why I first came to a conclusion."

The Qi King asked, "Do you think you can eliminate the possibility of accidental death?"

Zhao Qingyan said, "I think so. Such a big bag of silver, why did he bring it with him? Also, why is he still in the city after so many days? To be honest, I didn't expect to find him. I think it was because he didn't get the chance that he was delayed. Although the city gates weren't tightly guarded, I was still a spy among the city guards. It was because he was well aware of this that 'that person' did not dare to let Jiang Dengcheng succeed. Jiang Jie, on the other hand, would be waiting in such a remote place with a bag of silver. It should be because the person who told him to wait in the city for an opportunity told him to wait there. I couldn't think of anything else to say. As for killing people without getting any money, the possibility of them accidentally killing others is also excluded by a large half. "

After a pause, Zhao Qingyan added, "I sent a message to Ouyang before I left. He apologized to me and admitted that Ouyang Xiu had instigated him to ask for a transfer. "Some royal brother told me that the truce was in there.

The Qi King frowned and asked, "Then why don't we pretend to be innocent and admit defeat?"

Zhao Qingyan asked, "What else do you plan to do?"

The Qi King gritted his teeth, "Then we can't allow her to do that." A cold light flashed in his eyes. He was a prince with great power, a prince who had made great contributions to the Song Dynasty, not a fish that could be slaughtered on a chopping board. The empress wanted to hurt him, but it was his only son.

Zhao Qingyan looked at his father. His fingers, which had been placed on the table, curled up as he thought to himself, "Father, you don't need to worry about this matter. I will think of a way to deal with it later."

The Qi King asked, "What are you planning to do?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said, "Let's settle it in the most peaceful way possible."

After a moment of silence, the Qi King sighed, stood up and said, "Fine, I'll leave it to you. "If you have problems, you have to tell me at any time, or I won't be able to promise you what I will do." He seemed to be very tired and did not want to stay any longer. After giving a few simple instructions, he prepared to leave.

"Your son understands. Father, take care." Zhao Qingyan answered without thinking twice. She watched the Qi King leave with a hint of a smile in her eyes.