It's time!

Xianyang City.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion!

Ying Ziye gently pinched the wine glass in his hand, his eyes as deep as abyss, and asked lightly: "Li Si, what kind of person do you think Lao Zhuoqing is?"

"I think he is very likely to be related to those cases!"

But Li Si did not agree so, and thought about it, and said, "I think this person has not participated in political affairs for many years and is devoted to martial arts."

"In addition, it is unlikely that there will be any connection with the original case."

It is reasonable for Li Si to think so.

After all, people over one hundred years old should pursue higher martial arts cultivation and long lifespan.

When Ying Ziye heard this, his eyes showed deep thoughts.

The next day.

The north wind whistles.

The sky is clear and blue.

Ying Ziye took a carriage to the manor where the marquis and nobles lived outside the city.

"Old Marquis!"

Ying Ziye smiled and said, "Boy comes to welcome the old marquis and enter the city together."

"hehe!"

Old Zhuoqinghou laughed, bowed his hand, and said, "Thank you, Ba Jun."

After talking, he got on the carriage.

"Walk!"

Ying Ziye greeted him and went up.

Jianjiu drove the carriage to Xianyang City.

In Xianyang City.

The people are filled with noises and shoulder to shoulder.

On the street, there are traffic.

There are many pavilions and vendors are hawking.

Ying Ziye sat opposite Lao Zhuoqing Hou, opened the car window, looked at the scenes of Xianyang City, and asked, "What do you think about the Great Qin Empire and Xianyang Capital?"

Old Zhuoqing Hou nodded slightly and said with a serious expression: "It's even more prosperous, and there are smiles and hope on the faces of the people."

Ying Ziye smiled and said nothing.

The carriage went straight forward without stopping.

But he didn't wander around, but stopped in front of the Tingwei Mansion.

"Old Marquis, please!"

Ying Ziye got off the carriage and opened the curtain.

"this!"

Looking at the gate of the Tingwei, Old Zhuoqing Hou looked puzzled and asked in confusion: "What does the Eighth Master mean?"

But a hint of caution arose in his heart, fearing that Ying Ziye would suddenly take a poisonous move.

Ying Ziye did not rush to explain, but just smiled and said, "I will invite the old marquis to see a good show later."

After saying that, he leaned against Lao Zhuoqinghou.

Old Zhuoqing Hou had a serious face and was cautious and cautious.

Ying Ziye pulled up the sleeves of Lao Zhuoqinghou with one hand, smiled, and then stepped into the Tingwei Mansion.

Seeing that Ying Ziye had no abnormal movement, Old Zhuoqing Hou did not take action and let him go.

"Eighth Master!"

The officials of the Tingwei Mansion saluted one after another.

The two of them came to the lobby.

"Please sit down!"

Ying Ziye pulled Lao Zhuoqinghou and sat down.

The sweeping monk, Jian Jiu and others fell to one side and secretly guarded them.

When the lieutenant heard the news, he also rushed over and stayed with him.

When he learned about the identity of Lao Zhuoqinghou, he was even more secretly surprised.

I waited here for about an hour.

During this period, marquises and nobles were invited here one after another, and looked at Ying Ziye and Lao Zhuoqing with confusion.

"Old ancestor, what's going on?"

Zhuoqing Hou asked in confusion.

"It was the Eighth Master who brought me here."

Old Zhuoqinghou smiled helplessly.

Until all the marquis and nobles came.

After discussing and discussing the marquis and nobles, they found that they were not sure about the reason, so they looked at Ying Ziye and said, "I don't know what the Eighth Prince, I'm going to do here?"

Seeing that everyone was here, Ying Ziye waved and ordered the Tingwei: "Bring everyone up."

The court guard bowed and said, "Okay!"

He then took people to the prison.

The Marquis of Guangping, Marquis of Xingshui, Marquis of Shengyun and other marquises were brought up.

"Today, I'm asking all the marquises to come here to observe the people who violate the laws and regulations of the Qin Dynasty!"

Ying Ziye said loudly, looked at Tingwei, nodded slightly, and signaled that the other party could start.

Old Zhuoqing Hou and other marquises and nobles also understood which play Ying Ziye was singing.

Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey!

The Tingwei shouted loudly, and first asked someone to read the crimes of Marquis of Guangping, Marquis of Xingshui, Marquis of Sheng Yun and others, and then spoke up and asked: "The evidence is there, and there are any family members and relatives who confess. Can you know the crime?"

The voice is majestic.

The officials who were like wolves and tigers beside them looked over coldly.

Ying Ziye also smiled faintly.

Only the marquis and nobles such as Zhuoqing were gloomy in their faces.

They did not bring harm to silence Sheng Yunhou and others.

"Report to Lord!"

Sheng Yunhou and others bowed their heads and said, "We are aware of our crime!"

Their faces were as normal and they ignored the gloomy eyes of Zhuo Qinghou and others.

"Since that's the case, let's talk about accomplices."

Ying Ziye said lightly.

"Report to the Eighth Master!"

Marquis Sheng Yun said respectfully: "Marquis Xingyue and Marquis Fengqing Jiang Xingsheng also participated in the underground casino, and colluded with Baiyue Mountain to sell private salt and copper and iron."

"At the same time, the two of them also colluded with Nanyue and betrayed the intelligence of the Qin Empire!"

Sheng Yunhou finished speaking.

The faces of the Marquis of Xingyue and the Marquis of Fengqing Jiang Xingsheng changed.

"Absurd, how could we two do anything to damage the interests of the Qin Empire and collude with enemy countries?"

Ying Ziye glanced at him and said coldly: "Sujing, let them continue talking!"

At this time, the Marquis of Guangping and Marquis of Xingshui spoke again and said, "Mr. Qu Feng and Marquis of Zhi are also colluding with Nanyue, and have leaked the whereabouts of the Eighth Prince's trip to the world in the east, causing Nanyue assassination!"

this!

Ying Ziye looked at Qu Fenghou and Zhihou with cold eyes.

"Young Master, we have never done such a thing before, we swear!"

Qu Fenghou and Zhihou hurriedly denied it.
To be continued...