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Chapter 106 Right Prime Minister
Hearing this, Li Musheng looked at Cang Yinyue deeply.

This girl's work is really amazing. She cares about the task of finding the secret treasure of Apocalypse even more than he does.

To be honest, if any boss can get such hard-working employees, he will definitely make a fortune.
And since he has such a partner who is decisive and not lazy, why should he worry about finding the seven keys to the secret treasure of Apocalypse?
"Miss Cang is right. Let's go, let's set off now."

Li Musheng stood up from the stool and with a look of shame turned his gaze away from Cang Yinyue's beautiful face.

Cang Yinyue glanced at him, nodded slightly, and without saying anything else, turned around and walked out of the courtyard with Li Musheng.

He got on the carriage prepared by the Tianjin Guards, but in order to avoid being too conspicuous, Li Musheng did not bring the Tianjin Guards with him.

Soon, the carriage sped away from the Tianjin Guard Headquarters and went away with the sound of rolling wheels.

Not long after, Guan Tianqian walked out from the darkness of an alley not far from the headquarters of Tianjin Guard. He looked at the back of the departing carriage with a somewhat uncertain expression.

"That person should be the Eighth Prince who is temporarily staying at Tianjin Guard. Could it be that the young man Xue'er mentioned following Cang Yinyue is..."

Guan Tianqian's slightly weathered face was full of surprise and suspicion.

Considering the unusual behavior of Cang Yinyue after returning to Shangyang City recently and Guan Shanxue's words, his intuition gained from years of investigating cases made him feel that the relationship between the two people in front of him was not simple.

Guan Tianqian stood there hesitating and thinking for a moment, and finally decided to follow and take a look.

If the murder at Cangyuan Marquis's mansion and the death of Imperial Concubine Ji were related to the young man who followed Cang Yinyue, and that young man happened to be the Eighth Prince who had been living among the people...

The truth of the matter was undoubtedly only a thin layer of window paper left, waiting for him to poke it through. If he left like this, he would naturally never be willing to do so.

……

Dali Imperial Palace, Fengyi Palace.

The queen, dressed in casual clothes, was lying on her side on a soft couch made of bright yellow silk, closing her eyes to rest. At this time, an old eunuch walked in slowly.

The queen opened her eyes slightly and glanced at the other person. Before the other person could speak, she asked:

"Has Fu Qiwen replied?"

Hearing this, the old eunuch stood in front of the couch, bowed, and then shook his head and said:

"Master Fu did not reply to the letter. Instead, the Eighth Prince, who was temporarily residing in Tianjin Guard, directly resisted the palace's order."

"Eighth Prince?"

The queen looked at the old eunuch, a little surprised, and said:

"What did he say?"

The old eunuch was silent for a moment, but still replied in detail:

"The Eighth Prince said that the Tianjin Guards are busy looking for the Fire Kirin for him and have no time to look for the murderer. If you want the Tianjin Guards' help, you must go see him in person."

The queen shook her head, sat up from the couch, and said expressionlessly:

"You're quite arrogant. You're really a newborn calf that's not afraid of a tiger."

Hearing this, the old eunuch's expression changed slightly and he asked:

"The Eighth Prince disobeyed the palace's order and showed that he did not respect the Queen. How does the Queen intend to deal with him?"

However, the queen glanced at him:
"The Eighth Prince has lived among the common people since he was young. It's normal for him to not understand the rules of the imperial capital and the palace. Why should I bother with a junior? If I really did that, wouldn't it make me look narrow-minded?"

Hearing this, the old eunuch lowered his head and apologized:
"It was my fault for not considering it carefully."

At this time, the queen waved her hand and squinted her eyes and said:
"The Tianjin Guard seems to be making a big move recently. Although I don't know what Fu Qiwen wants to do, I expected that he would not be willing to mobilize the Tianjin Guard for assistance at this time." Then, she looked at the old eunuch meaningfully:
"Let's leave this matter at that. As for what the Third Prince and the Right Prime Minister should do, that's not something I can control."

……

Inside the Third Prince's mansion, which stood majestically on the central axis of Xuanwu Street, the atmosphere was solemn.

Ever since the incident with Concubine Ji, the Third Prince's temperament has changed drastically and he gets furious at the slightest provocation.

All the guards and servants in the mansion were silent, fearing that if they displeased the other party, they would be dragged out and beaten to death in public.

At this time, in a study room in the mansion, all the servants and maids were driven away.

In the study, the second prince Li Que, the third prince Li Zhu, and the white-haired right prime minister Ji Song were all present.

"Your Excellency, the Right Prime Minister, is already old. Please take care of yourself. My third brother and I will handle the affairs of the Imperial Concubine and Madam Zhu. We will definitely find the murderer and behead him!"

Li Que bowed to the old man in front of him with a haggard face and messy white hair.

The old man's eyes were cloudy and his expression was dazed. He just raised his skinny arm slightly to return the greeting, but said nothing.

"Grandpa..."

The third prince Li Zhu clenched his fists, wanting to say something but unable to. His eyes were swollen and red, and he was filled with grief and anger.

I was already heartbroken, but I didn't know how to persuade an old man who had lost his two daughters overnight and had to bury his young ones.

Li Que looked at this scene and could only sigh softly, then fell silent with a look of grief on his face.

I don’t know how long it took, but outside the originally empty study, a whirlwind picked up a fallen leaf.

Then, a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe and a square scarf on his head suddenly appeared from mid-air and landed silently on the leaves.

His clothes fluttered, and the wind around him hovered around him, but his eyes were looking into the study, and he said softly:

"I hope you are well, Mr. Ji."

The middle-aged man's gentle and peaceful voice floated into the study, and the right prime minister Ji Song, who originally looked like a clay sculpture or wooden carving, finally had some life on his withered and old face.

He slowly turned his hunched body, bowed towards the outside of the study, and said with a sound like a rotten wooden door shaking in the wind:

"Please come in and explain, Mr. Youshan."

The next moment, the study door opened without wind and then closed silently.

Li Que looked in the direction of the voice but did not see any figure. However, when he turned around, he saw a middle-aged man with an elegant face standing in front of the desk in the room.

Ji Song raised his head slightly, staring at the middle-aged man in front of him with cloudy eyes. He moved his dry and dark lips and said slowly:

"Mr. Youshan, you should know why I'm looking for you."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, sighed with pity, and said:
"Mr. Ji has been very kind to me, but we haven't met in over twenty years. I never thought we would meet under such circumstances."

Ji Song shook his head slowly, his voice hoarse and stagnant:
"Half of my body is already buried in the earth. I have long since become indifferent to life and death, and have never considered repaying a favor."

"But... the pain of losing my daughter is far more unbearable than I imagined, so I have no choice but to trouble Mr. Youshan."

The middle-aged man sighed again and said softly:
"Don't worry, Mr. Ji, I will mobilize all the power of the Tianji Pavilion in Shangyang City to help you find the murderer."

(End of this chapter)