As long as the official is an official, the little prince Chuxia has a bad temper, and that is, he cannot hear that others look better than him. And this kind of narcissism and perverted thing is also caused by the empress dowager.

Chu Xia's mother was the only daughter of the empress dowager. She had suffered hardships in the cold palace, so she loved the eldest princess very much. The princesses of other palace concubines had already gotten married and had children. The empress dowager was very anxious and finally waited for Chu Xia, so she was naturally very happy.

Especially Chu Xia was pink and cute at that time, just like a boy in the New Year paintings. The Queen Mother praised him all day long as he was the cutest child in the world. If there were any good things, flatterers would use this to please the Queen Mother, which made Chu Xia feel that he was the most handsome person in the Dahao Dynasty since he was a child.

However, when he grew up, he realized that this was not the case and did not want to accept this fact. But although he looked better than him, no one had the power to do so, so he was unwilling to listen to such words.

Everyone knows his preference. In order not to cause trouble for themselves, everyone avoids commenting on appearance issues in any occasion he can hear.

When the servant came out and said this, the butler of Anyang Bo Mansion naturally thought of this level. He could not catch him anymore. He could only hope that his master had the ability to turn the tide.

Zhuang Rou was still asking for an autopsy in the lobby, but what if the corpse was not tested? But Anyang Bo was unwilling. He knew very well where his son died, and she could not let her decide.

Chen Qingfeng looked at the two of them and seemed very calm. He had already received the report that the little prince had arrived at the door and was walking here.

"A autopsy, why don't you dare to test it? This is a murder case. According to my court rules, you will have to test it. It's not an accident. If you say you don't test it, you won't test it!" Zhuang Rou said sternly.

Anyang Bo waved his hand and retorted loudly: "There are all human and physical evidence, and you killed it, so why do you need to have an autopsy?"

Zhuang Rou hugged her hands and sneered: "Just, can Dahao's law be modified for you alone?"

"This is my son, I have the final say!"

"This law belongs to the people of the world. Not to mention your son, even you, Anyang Bo, have to follow the law! In the lobby of this Jingmen Mansion, Lord Chen is the biggest, you dare to roar openly in the court." Zhuang Rou's voice was even louder than what he shouted, and it hurts people's eardrums.

Everyone in the court looked at her, her face full of dullness. They were scared. How could this woman be so fierce?

She was scolded so much that she was trembling with anger. She was about to call her doctor. She was kidnapped by her from time to time. The face of embarrassment and reluctance was the prefect of the Jingmen Mansion who was in charge of the security of the capital.

The two adults were so quick that they couldn't even answer the words, and no one suppressed her anymore. Uncle Anyang might have to die of anger in the lobby.

Just as the situation was about to get out of control, a voice came from the lobby with a arrogant voice, "If the autopsy is found, if you don't have any tests, you will be taken away. It's considered a death from illness."

Everyone turned around and saw the little prince Chuxia strode in from outside, and his posture seemed to be more casual than usual, as if this was not a court, but a spring party for ladies from various prefectures.

Chu Xia ignored everyone and just looked at Chen Qingfeng and said, "Mr. Chen, if the corpse is not verified, you can take it away."

Chen Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and said, "It is indeed what the little prince said. Uncle Anyang, you must do this according to the law. Just rest assured that we will not let a bad person go, nor will we wrongly a good person."

"You..." Uncle Anyang covered his chest with one hand, and the other one shook very hard, and kept pointing at them for a long time and couldn't speak.

Chen Qingfeng quickly shouted, "Why are you still standing there? I haven't seen Uncle Anyang like this, why don't you help him and sit down!"

The official rushed over with great eyesight, and held Anyang Bo on the chair and sat down. He also went to serve him tea to relieve his breath. However, because the tea was too hot, he wanted to moisten his mouth and took a big sip, and it was so hot that it sprayed out.

Zhuang Rou looked at Anyang Bo, who was so angry that he was burned and exhaled his anger on the official, and said to Chen Qingfeng: "Sir, please call me coroner."

"My chair is not smart, so I'm moving it over quickly." Chu Xia looked around, then found a good place to ventilate, and pointed at it and said.

The officials really impressed these guys, one after another, all of which was of this kind of virtue. They carried the comfortable chair over, and Chu Xia sat down with a swaying look.

Seeing a brief calm in the lobby, Chen Qingfeng quickly sat down, patted the agglomeration and said, "Please carry the body into the inspection room, call the coroner for a good inspection, remember to be gentle and not to break the appearance."

Fu Houfa's body was carried behind, and An Yang Bo then recovered. He pinched his fists tightly, his heart full of resentment. He was indeed dead, and this matter was definitely correct. As long as he finished this process, he could avenge his son.

But this is far from enough. How could these cheap lives be able to pay my son's life!

Zhuang Rou originally wanted to go and have a look, but now she is a suspect and cannot go there, so she can only wait in the lobby.

But in addition to the Mingming Master of the Jingmen Mansion, the little prince brought the famous master from there, rushed over from behind, and followed him to take the autopsy.

The master looked like a black cat, and he felt a strange feeling. His pupils showed uncovered shrewdness. He looked like a powerful uncle.

Just after moving away the body, the atmosphere in the entire lobby became awkward. No one spoke, just waiting for the result of the autopsy.

But Zhuang Rou refused to be idle. She wanted to get the file to check the case, but found that there was nothing. Not to mention the time and place of death, there was also a very important autopsy, and the master had not even started to record it.

He just rushed here with the body in his arms and was about to try the case.

She stared at Guo Yuelan and asked, "Who is your name? Is it the fat man who carried it in?"

Guo Yuelan opened her eyes wide and was stunned.

"Fu Houfa." Chu Xia said with a smile.

"Oh." Zhuang Rou glanced at him, then asked seriously: "Guo, where did you find Fu Houfa's body yesterday?"

Guo Yuelan was stunned and replied: "No, it was not what I discovered. I didn't go home that night."

"..." Zhuang Rou looked at her speechlessly, then turned her head and looked at Chen Qingfeng deeply, the meaning in her eyes was no longer clear.

Chen Qingfeng also looked at An Yang Bo, with an ugly expression on his face. He thought Fu Houfa died at home, but he didn't expect it to be outside.

"Uncle Anyang, please call out all the people related to this matter. This case seems to have to be investigated again."

It was too much to say that people were not dead at home, nor did they directly report to the official, but carried the people to the Beijing Gate Mansion to ask for the murderer.

Chen Qingfeng slapped the arbor hard, called everyone over with great momentum, and asked about the case seriously. But the arresters had not yet investigated it, so many things could only be learned from the servants of the Anyang Bo family that all the witnesses were their own family.

The more Zhuang Rou heard it, the more funny it became. Fu Houfa followed his father to Douhu County. He did not return to the capital that night, but said that he would live in his own courtyard in Douhu County at night.

But that night, he carried his father with a servant and two guards out again. When he came back, he was still good to get in front of the carriage. When the carriage arrived at the door of the mansion, he lifted the curtain and found that he was dead in the carriage.

He immediately carried him back to the yard and called many doctors to help him. Unfortunately, all the doctors said it was already cold. Uncle Anyang was furious and carried the person to the carriage again. Before the city gate was opened, he made trouble and made trouble and made contact. He entered the city before dawn.

Didn't go anywhere? After sending someone to notify the people at home, he directly took the people to the Jingmen Mansion.

After asking clearly, Chen Qingfeng quietly looked at the little prince and found his smile on his face, and felt that his face was really a bit overwhelmed.

He made a decision immediately, "This matter must be investigated carefully, and everything that happened that night must be investigated carefully, and today's case will be temporarily tried."

At this time, the coroner also returned from the autopsy and presented it to Chen Qingfeng with both hands. After he looked carefully, he asked someone to give it to the little prince, and even Anyang Uncle also showed it.

Zhuang Rou stretched her neck to see it, but no one handed it to her, so she had to pout and forget about it.

An Yang Bo's face did not look better after the corpse was tested. He looked over coldly, and his face was still clear.

"According to the autopsy, the cause of death was not the flesh wounds on his body, but the three-inch-long iron needle inserted into his lumbar spine. The murderer may be someone else, but Zhuang Rou, you are still suspicious, so you have to continue staying in the prison of the Jingmen Mansion until the matter is innocent." As Chen Qingfeng spoke, an officer carried a tray with a piece of white cotton cloth inside, and a long needle stained with blood was placed on it.

The long needle was placed on the desk after the young prince and Anyang Bo saw it.

Hearing that he wanted to be innocent in prison, Zhuang Rou wrinkled and muttered dissatisfiedly: "The three-day murder case is limited to three days. If the case cannot be solved, you guys will be involved in eating the board. Why don't you let me solve it? If the case cannot be solved, I will be the one who eats the board, and there is no need to implicate others."

"Hmph, let you destroy the evidence and kill someone to silence the silence?" An Yang Bo's mood has calmed down a lot now, and he immediately hummed after hearing this.

Chen Qingfeng naturally couldn't let Zhuang Rou solve the case. No suspect could solve the case for himself. He was really greedy. He was about to slap the goblin and scold him, but Chu Xia, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke.

"By the way, Fu Houfa died in Douhu County, that's on my territory." He looked at Chen Qingfeng with a sudden realization and said, "Mr. Chen, logically speaking, this case should be investigated by my Douhu County. How did you get your Jingmen Mansion?"

"Come on, bring back all the body and all the evidence of people. I will try this bloody case well." Chu Xia stood up and raised his chin at Uncle Anyang, "Uncle Anyang, don't go back with me, go home to do funerals first. I will send someone to inform you when there is news. If you encounter such a big thing, you should have a good rest for a few days."

Everyone in the lobby was stunned. Why did you get it back to Douhu County after walking around?
Chapter completed!