"Actually, I'd rather know the reaction of the sixth prince when he heard the news."
Chu Ming felt disgust from the bottom of his heart for the Sixth Prince who allowed villains like Wu Fatian to poison the village for his own selfish gain.
If such a person became the leader of the Song Dynasty, the lives of the people would be miserable.
After collecting the gold and silver in the secret room, Chu Ming began a "scraping" search of the Wu Mansion. He collected all valuable things into the system space, and not even a grain of food was wasted.
When Chu Ming and the others left the Wu Mansion, except for the slogan of the Palace of Hell that was deliberately left on the "Photography Wall", Tu Fengsan and the others no longer needed to clean up the traces, because Chu Ming had really "cleaned" it too clean.
The next day, after breakfast, Chu Ming came to the Yamen to run errands.
Since he would deliver documents from Hedong County to the county government for filing every quarter, he was familiar with many middle- and lower-level officials in the county government.
After successfully completing this "errand", Chu Ming left the county and returned to Hedong County.
The faint smell of blood coming from the Wu Mansion here also aroused the suspicion of the surrounding residents, but due to Wu Fatian's ruthlessness, no one dared to come forward to check.
When the first people from the Yan Gang heard the news and came over, they realized that the Wu Mansion had been wiped out by the Palace of Hell last night.
Although many ordinary people have no idea whether the Palace of Hell is a person or a force, it does not prevent everyone from being grateful to them.
Wu Fatian has brought great harm to the people of Qinghe County in recent years. If it were not for the fear that the Salt Gang was still there, the people would have started celebrating right away.
Several major arrests in Qinghe County gathered in front of the photo wall with solemn expressions, looking at the bloody words on the wall.
"The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to leave anyone alive until the fifth watch!"
"I didn't expect that the Palace of Hell would actually do it!"
The arresters were also deeply shocked. They must know that over the years, the Salt Gang has still been more powerful than the Sheriff's Mansion.
The main reason why the Salt Gang has its current status is because of the existence of the great master martial artist Wu Fatian.
Although the assassinations against Wu Fatian have never stopped over the years, no one expected that an unknown killer organization would do it.
Everyone knows that after today, the Palace of Hell will definitely become the top force in Qinghe County.
The news soon spread throughout the Song Dynasty, and the Palace of Hell became a hot topic of discussion.
Only then did everyone realize that the purple gate that initially provoked the King of Hell’s Palace seemed to have not been seen for a long time.
In fact, someone had discovered something was wrong a long time ago. At that time, due to insufficient understanding of the strength of the Palace of Hell, everyone did not take it to heart. But when the news came that the Wu family was exterminated, everyone understood that the Ziyi Sect also It must be more dangerous than bad.
Just as the news reached the capital, evidence of collusion between Wu Fatian and the Sixth Prince also spread throughout the capital.
For a time, public dissatisfaction boiled.
Everyone can't imagine that the prince, who is so superior, can collude with the Jianghu forces and connive with the Yan Gang Yurou Xiangli in order to make money for him crazily.
The sixth prince's political opponents and his dear brothers naturally would not miss this opportunity. Memorials to impeach him piled up on the Song Emperor's desk like snowflakes.
Looking at the sixth prince who was kneeling on the ground, Emperor Song looked at him fiercely but said nothing. The atmosphere in the entire imperial study room was extremely tense.
The sixth prince was kneeling on the ground, his forehead already covered with sweat. At this moment, Emperor Song asked majestically, "Do you know you were wrong?"
"My son knows that I was wrong, so I still ask my father to punish me."
In the past, this strategy of retreating to advance had always worked. Unexpectedly, today it failed to resonate with Emperor Song at all. Instead, he continued to ask, "Then tell me specifically where you went wrong."
"My son should not associate with the forces in the world, which will bring shame to the royal family and make my father lose face in front of the ministers."
"I didn't expect that you still haven't made any progress after so many years. What's wrong with being associated with Jianghu forces? What ambitious prince doesn't develop his own power?"
The Sixth Prince did not expect that Emperor Song would say such words to him. He was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Seeing the appearance of the sixth prince, Emperor Song also looked disappointed and raised his hand to throw a stack of information in front of him.
The sixth prince opened the information tremblingly, but his face immediately became extremely angry after reading it.
He initially thought that the Palace of Hell, which killed Wu Fatian, made his relationship with Wu Fatian public, but he never expected that all this was actually arranged by Wu Fatian himself.
Wu Fatian also knew that he had done too many evil things and was afraid that one day he would become the abandoned son of the Sixth Prince.
So he arranged for a friend who he had saved in the early years to open a small shop in the capital. If something happened to him, everything about him and the Sixth Prince would be made public to the world.
"You can't even fully control a Jianghu gang, and you still want to try to get involved in the throne?"
Emperor Song's words were like a thunder in the ears of the Sixth Prince, which shocked his entire mind.
Looking at the ashen-faced Sixth Prince, Emperor Song picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip. Then he said, "I can give you another chance. Let's see if you can grasp it?"
"Thank you, father! I will not let my father down this time."
"I am very interested in this Palace of Hell. Your Majesty, you can think of more ideas."
"Father, don't worry, I will not let you down!"
"Okay, then I will ban you for half a year, stay in your house, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."
"My dear father, thank you for your kindness!"
Looking at the Sixth Prince's leaving figure, Emperor Song looked thoughtful.
"Don't you understand why I let Xiao Liu go so easily?"
"Your Majesty has tens of millions of armors hidden in his belly, which is beyond the reach of a slave."
The old eunuch beside him had served Emperor Song for many years and was well aware of his terror.
"The person standing behind Xiaoliu is the Taiwei. Over the years, these big families in the court have become increasingly difficult to suppress."
"They're just some clowns. No matter how noisy they are, they can't escape His Majesty's grasp."
Emperor Song just smiled slightly at the old eunuch's words.
"Don't underestimate these big families. They are all families with a history of thousands of years. Each of them is deeply hidden. Some of them have a history longer than our Song Dynasty. Even my sons are not simple. Role."
As if to verify Emperor Song's judgment, the sixth prince who walked out of the palace no longer had a look of fear on his face, but was replaced by a look of calmness and ruthlessness.
Entering the carriage at the entrance of the palace, the Sixth Prince ordered the black figure kneeling in the corner, "Quickly find out the details of the Palace of Hell. I want to know which force is targeting me."
"Continue to pay attention to the movements of my third brother and eighth brother. I want to know in detail all the recent information about my two good brothers. Remember, everything, including which woman they favored at night, I want to know."
"Yes, Master."
The moment the carriage started, the black shadow disappeared from the carriage, demonstrating extremely superb movement skills.
Emperor Song punished the sixth prince by grounding him for half a year. Although Wu Fatian's incident failed to shake the foundation of the sixth prince, it also greatly damaged his prestige.
During the critical period of seizing the heir apparent, the sixth prince's mistakes obviously gave the other two princes more opportunities, and the tide in the court began to change.
No one thought that it was just a civil servant in the county who caused this shocking change.
It was already three days after Hedong County received the news, but it did not affect everyone's enthusiasm for discussion at all.
"That's Wu Fatian! When did such a powerful force appear in our Qinghe County?"
"I just don't know if the Palace of Hell is recruiting people?"
"Even if I were to recruit people, I wouldn't want a loser like you who isn't even talented."
A group of young detectives gathered together to laugh and play.
"Who are you calling a loser?"
A cold voice interrupted them.
"He Tou, I'm not talking about you!"
In the small place of Hedong County, except for the county magistrate, who is an innate martial artist, everyone else is just a physical martial artist.
"You are so arrogant. You haven't even reached the Western level of physical training yet, yet you dare to speak so brazenly. I see that your recent training arrangements are too little."
Hearing He Jian's question, everyone knew that he was trying to make use of the problem. He Jian was usually more lenient with them, which resulted in their team's training progress being far behind that of the other team of police officers.
Because of this, He Jian was often scolded by the county magistrate.
Fortunately, he is optimistic by nature and always puts all the blame behind him as soon as he steps out of the magistrate's room.
"Now everyone has been standing in the backyard for three hours. If any one of them is not completed, we will not have to eat today."
He Jian's instructions made the young detectives present wailed, and even gathered around to "beat up" the talkative guy.
He Jian turned his stern eyes to Chu Ming, who was standing at the door of the public house watching the excitement.
"I am a scholar!"
Chu Ming, who was very uncomfortable with what he saw, defended himself loudly. After He Jian shook his head, he went to the backyard to supervise his subordinates.
After returning home in the evening, Chu Ming saw the carefully dressed Yu Niang, and he couldn't help but feel a headache.
Some time ago, he found various reasons to refuse to get close to Yu Niang, but now that he has returned from the county town, the excuse of paperwork can no longer be established.
Chu Ming really had no choice but to perform another shy solo performance that night.
He kept comforting himself in his mind, "This is also equivalent to tempering the mind, which will be of great benefit to the future of martial arts."
During breakfast the next day, Yu Niang said shyly, "My husband was so powerful last night. I can't bear it anymore."
Chu Ming roared in his heart, "You didn't. It was my performance from beginning to end."
On the surface, he could only respond, "I have solved all the official matters that have been pressing on my mind recently, and now I exercise with He Tou every day. I didn't expect that there would be such benefits."
Chu Ming used to be just a weak scholar, but now he is a master warrior, so his physical quality is naturally different.
"When will this bitch disappear?"
