At this moment, in the room, Qin Feng was staring at Song Guangshan with sharp eyes, waiting for his explanation.
Song Guangshan frowned, stared at the portrait tightly, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed his chin.
He slowly raised his head and said to Qin Feng: "I know this person in the portrait. He used to be a guard at my house, but he doesn't come often."
Song Guangshan's voice was a little low, and a trace of imperceptible complexity flashed in his eyes.
Qin Feng's eyes were sharp and he said seriously: "He assassinated His Majesty."
Song Guangshan's eyes widened instantly, his mouth opened slightly, deliberately making a frightened look, and his body suddenly shrank back, as if he had heard some shocking news.
He thought in his heart: You can't let this matter be related to me.
But he said loudly: "How is this possible? This... has nothing to do with me!"
His expression seemed very innocent, and his hands kept waving in front of him, as if he wanted to try his best to clear himself.
But his heart was like fifteen buckets of water fetching water, thinking about how to deal with it next to ensure that he was safe and sound.
"Does Your Majesty matter?" Song Guangshan asked anxiously, his voice trembling slightly, and the muscles on his face were tense, as if he was really worried.
He grabbed the corner of his clothes with one hand, and his other hand swayed slightly beside him, staring at Qin Feng with his eyes full of anticipation.
Qin Feng's eyes were as sharp as eagles and falcons, staring straight at Song Guangshan's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his soul from there.
After a while, Qin Feng slowly spoke: "Your Majesty is not seriously injured, you are just frightened."
Song Guangshan patted his chest with his hand exaggeratedly, and said repeatedly: "This is great, this is great."
He deliberately made his expression look extremely relieved, and tears seemed to flash in his eyes.
But in his heart, there was another thought.
He thought to himself: It was clearly assassination of Xi Yu, but he said to Your Majesty. You can't let them find me, you have to find a way to fool this matter.
Song Guangshan had just finished his performance and breathed a sigh of relief, Qin Feng's cold voice sounded at the same time: "Come with me."
Song Guangshan's face turned pale in an instant, and the blue veins on his forehead were pounding slightly. He waved his hands repeatedly, his eyes full of fear and innocence: "Sir, I have never participated in the assassination! As for why this guard did such a traitor, I really don't know." His voice became sharp because of panic, and his body retreated unconsciously.
Qin Feng's face was as cold as a stone carving. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his body exuded a terrifying aura.
He approached Song Guangshan step by step, and each step seemed to step on the tip of Song Guangshan's heart. He said coldly: "You have no choice. If you don't follow me, I will kill you now."
Song Guangshan's legs began to become weak, and he felt as if he was trapped in a huge vortex.
His heart quickly weighed the pros and cons, and his eyes were glaring around in a panic, trying to find a way out, but there were cold walls around him. He gritted his teeth and could only say helplessly: "Okay... OK, I'll go with you."
But in his heart, he was planning how to find a turning point in this crisis and escape the upcoming disaster.
Under Qin Feng's escort, Song Guangshan left the mansion with heavy steps.
Seeing this, the servants in the mansion immediately gathered together and started chattering.
A little maid widened her eyes and said in panic: "Oh, what's wrong with the master? I was taken away by the official. Is it really related to the assassination?"
The old butler next to him frowned, stroked his beard, and said in contemplation: "The master usually looks kind and shouldn't do such a ruthless thing, but this matter...oh, it's really hard to figure it out."
The servants said and said, with concern and doubt on their faces.
Qin Feng brought Song Guangshan to a dilapidated temple.
At this time, a ragged messenger was waiting there.
Qin Feng took out a few coins from his arms expressionlessly, handed them to the informant, and said, "This is the reward for you."
A bright smile immediately appeared on the dirt-filled face of the person who reported the news. He took the currency with both hands and nodded and bowed: "Thank you, sir, thank you, I'll report it to you if you have any news in the future."
A greedy light flashed in his eyes, holding the currency tightly in his hand, as if it was his most precious treasure.
Song Guangshan was watching all this quietly from the side, his brows frowned and his eyes stared at the informant.
He thought to himself: Who is this person? Why is he related to Qin Feng? Could it be that all this is aimed at me?
His face was so gloomy that it could drip into water, his eyes full of doubts and uneasiness.
He bit his lip and tried to find some clues from the person who reported the news.
Song Guangshan hesitated for a moment, then tentatively said to Qin Feng: "Sir, is this..." His voice trembled a little, his eyes were staring at Qin Feng's expression, hoping that some clues could be seen from his face.
Qin Feng looked at Song Guangshan coldly, without answering his question, but said lightly: "You don't need to know too much, you just need to cooperate with our investigation now."
Song Guangshan's heart sank. He knew that he was in a very unfavorable situation now, but he was unwilling to be plotted against him like this. He secretly vowed in his heart that he must find out the truth behind it and get rid of this predicament.
In Liu Xie's palace, the sun shines through the carved windows on the chessboard.
Liu Xiezheng and Xi Yu were fully focused on playing chess, and his brows were sometimes stretched and sometimes tightened.
Immersed in the chess game at this moment, and my heart finally calmed down.
Liu Xie left a son and said softly: "It is a blessing to play chess with your beloved, and you can temporarily forget the troubles of the world."
Xi Yu clamped the chess piece and smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, there are difficulties in life, but there is always a time to clear the clouds and see the sun."
At this moment, a servant hurriedly ran in and knelt on the ground to report: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister's secret guard has arrived with someone."
Liu Xie's eyes lit up instantly, and the chess piece in his hand fell on the chessboard with a "splash".
He stood up eagerly, his face full of anticipation, and thought to himself: Could it be that the assassination has come to light?
He paced back and forth and said anxiously: "Hurry, let them in."
Xi Yu looked at Liu Xie's reaction, nodded slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, it seems that there is probably news about Qin Feng coming this time."
Liu Xie nodded repeatedly, the joy on his face could not be concealed: "I have been waiting for this news for a long time. If I can find out the mastermind as soon as possible, I will be at ease."
His eyes were staring at the door, as if he was about to penetrate the door and see the news brought by Qin Feng.
Qin Feng escorted Song Guangshan and slowly walked into the palace where Liu Xie was.
Song Guangshan lowered his head, his eyes flashed with anxiety and fear, and his steps were dragging, as if every step was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Qin Feng's face was cold. He pressed Song Guangshan's shoulder hard, and said in a low and majestic voice: "Kneel down!"
Song Guangshan's body shook suddenly, his knees bent, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop".
Qin Feng immediately knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, the young man has brought the suspect."
Liu Xie sat in the upper position, his eyes sharply scrutinized Song Guangshan, his heart full of complex emotions.
The fears of these days at this moment turned into an eager desire for the truth.
He leaned forward slightly, his voice calmly and oppressive: "The Assassin has something to do with you?"
Song Guangshan lowered his head, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his heart rolled like a storm.
He cried in his heart, but stammered, "Your Majesty, the villain really doesn't know. The villain has never had the intention of disobedience."
His eyes were glancing around in panic, trying to find a trace of vitality.
Xi Yu looked quietly from the side, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through all the illusions. He frowned slightly, analyzing every expression of Song Guangshan and the deep meaning behind every sentence in his heart.
Xi Yu looked like a torch, and looked at Qin Feng slowly and asked, "Who is this?"
Qin Feng clasped his fists slightly and replied respectfully: "Sir, this person is Song Guangshan. According to investigation, the assassin who assassinated His Majesty had worked as a guard in his mansion, and the younger one brought him to question him in detail."
When Song Guangshan heard Qin Feng's words, his head buzzed. He quickly defended: "Sir, Your Majesty, although I know the assassin, I really didn't instruct him to assassin!"
There was a hint of crying in his voice, and his heart was filled with fear.
After saying that, he kept kowtowing, his forehead hitting the ground and making a "bang" sound. After a while, his forehead was already red and swollen.
While kowtowing, he was thinking about how to make His Majesty and these officials believe in his innocence.
His eyes were full of begging, and he kept muttering: "Your Majesty, the Caomin will never dare to do such a traitor."
Liu Xie looked at Song Guangshan's appearance and frowned slightly, with some doubts in his heart.
He glanced at Xi Yu, as if asking him what he thought.
Xi Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, remained silent, and thought carefully about the authenticity of Song Guangshan's words in his heart.
Xi Yu's sharp gaze locked Song Guangshan tightly, and he observed quietly without letting go of the slightest change in expression on Song Guangshan's face.
After a moment, Xi Yu had a conclusion in his heart. He felt that from Song Guangshan's flickering eyes and panicked behavior, he could clearly see that he was lying.
Xi Yu turned his head slightly and gave Qin Feng a firm look, which seemed to be silently saying: "This person must have a problem, you need to interrogate carefully."
Qin Feng understood it, so he stepped forward, grabbed Song Guangshan's arm, and said in a cold voice: "Song Guangshan, go out with me."
Song Guangshan's body suddenly froze. He raised his head, his eyes full of fear and despair.
His lips were trembling, and he wanted to defend himself: "Sir, I am really wronged, I..."
However, Qin Feng didn't listen to his nonsense at all, and directly pulled him hard and walked out the door.
Song Guangshan was staggering and was dragged by Qin Feng, and his heart was in a panic.
While he was dragged away, he thought to himself: It's over, they will definitely not let me go easily, what should I do?
Qin Feng brought Song Guangshan to the yard outside the palace. The yard was silent, and only the autumn wind blew occasionally, bringing up a few fallen leaves. Qin Feng let go of his hand, looked at Song Guangshan, and said coldly: "Song Guangshan, when you are here, you should just give it honestly and stop having any luck."
Liu Xie frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt and expectation in his eyes. He turned to Xi Yu and asked softly: "Xi Yu, do you think that person is the mastermind behind the scenes?"
Xi Yu put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and looked into the distance, as if he was sorting out his thoughts.
After a while, he slowly lowered his head and looked at Liu Xie, with a look of contemplation on his face.
He sighed and said, "Your Majesty, I have no conclusive evidence at the moment. But..." He paused, narrowed his eyes, as if he saw Song Guangshan's panicked eyes again, "But from his eyes, the flashing and escape seemed to indicate that he was the mastermind behind the scenes."
After hearing Xi Yu's words, Liu Xie nodded slightly. His hand gently stroked the armrest of the seat, thinking in his heart.
Xi Yu stepped forward and bowed slightly. His eyes were firm and confident. He said, "Your Majesty doesn't have to worry too much. Although the evidence is insufficient at present, as long as you carefully interrogate Song Guangshan, you will definitely be able to pry out some useful information from him. I will do my best to assist Qin Feng to find out the truth."
Liu Xie felt a little relieved when he looked at Xi Yu's confident appearance.
Song Guangshan's eyes were full of fear and innocence. He said to Qin Feng in a trembling voice: "Sir, I really didn't participate in this matter. I have said it many times."
Qin Feng hugged his hands in front of his chest, his face as cold as an iceberg. He looked at Song Guangshan quietly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I can give you some more time to think about it. But you have to understand that if you don't reply, the consequences will be particularly serious."
Qin Feng's voice was not warm at all, as if every word had a cold murderous intent.
Song Guangshan's body trembled violently, and his heart was like a mess.
His eyes turned in panic, trying to find a reason to convince Qin Feng.
He bit his lip and said with difficulty: "Sir, I am really wronged. I just know the guard. I don't know anything else."
Qin Feng's cold figure disappeared at the door.
Song Guangshan's head drooped weakly.
His eyes were hollow and confused, and he kept thinking about Qin Feng's stern warning in his mind.
In the room of the Prime Minister's Mansion with carved beams and painted buildings, Xi Shi frowned slightly and looked sad.
She sat on the exquisite embroidery stud, fiddling with the veil in her hand, and said softly to Song Meijiao: "My husband should have rested in my room yesterday, but he did not come."
Her eyes were filled with loss, and there was a hint of undetectable sadness in her slightly lowered eyes.
Song Meijiao was wearing gorgeous clothes and tied up with her hair bun.
When she heard Xi Shi's words, she frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "I heard from the people that my husband seems to have been out for several days."
There was a hint of confusion in her eyes, and she was thinking in her heart about the reason behind the Prime Minister's abnormal behavior.
A look of surprise appeared on Xi Shi's face, and she looked at Song Meijiao and asked, "Have you been out for several days? What did he do when he went out?"
There was a little anxiety in her tone, and the worries in her heart became stronger and stronger.
Song Meijiao shook her head and said, "I don't know either."
She was also wondering whether her husband was involved in some troublesome or dangerous situation.
After all, the prime minister has a special identity, and every move may affect the fate of the entire family.
Xi Shi sighed and murmured: "I really hope that my husband won't have anything to do."
Song Meijiao comforted: "Sister, don't worry too much, maybe your husband has some urgent official duties."
But her eyes still showed a hint of uneasiness.
After a while, Qin Feng walked in with steady steps, and his eyes shot towards Song Guangshan like a sharp sword.
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked expressionlessly: "Song Guangshan, this time has passed, what else do you have to say?"
His voice was cold, without a trace of temperature.
"Sir, I really didn't participate in the assassination. What I said before was the truth."
Qin Feng heard this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a hint of impatientness flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself: Song Guangshan really doesn’t cry until he sees the coffin.
He stepped forward, looked at Song Guangshan from a high point, and said coldly: "Since you don't want to eat the punishment for toasting, I have to be polite."
Song Guangshan looked at Qin Feng's cold expression and his body shivered suddenly. He felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.
His lips were trembling, wanting to say something else, but looking at Qin Feng's resolute look, he swallowed the words back to his mouth.
A ruthlessness flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. He stretched out his hands without hesitation and grabbed Song Guangshan's neck tightly.
Song Guangshan's eyes widened instantly, full of fear and despair.
Qin Feng's fingers kept tightening like iron pliers.
Song Guangshan's face began to turn red. He struggled desperately, kicking his legs on the ground, trying to break free from Qin Feng's control.
A "giggle" sound came from his throat, like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
There was no trace of pity on Qin Feng's face. He knew in his heart that if he wanted to pry out the truth from this stubborn guy's mouth, he had to let him taste the great things.
He looked at Song Guangshan coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Say, is it your commander's assassination? If you don't say it, I will strangle you to death!"
Song Guangshan felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, and his consciousness began to gradually blur.
His mind was in chaos. His survival instinct made him want to beg for mercy, but the stubbornness in his heart made him unwilling to surrender easily.
He was crying in his heart: I can't just admit false charges.
However, Qin Feng's hand showed no sign of relaxation.
Song Guangshan's struggle became increasingly powerless, and his eyes began to roll up, as if he was about to die in the next second.
Chapter completed!