"What is this?" Zhong Zhiheng frowned and asked Zhong Mingwei.

"Tell father, it was found in Ma Zhiming's mansion," Zhong Mingwei stood up and went to pangyi's face, pointing to the night clothes above. "Father, this should be the night clothes Ma Zhiming wore on the night of the murderer," said Zhong Mingwei, picking up the letter and silver ticket on one side, handing them to Zhong Zhiheng, and then bowing, "and this is Ma Zhiming Please have a look at my father's motive. "

Zhong Zhiheng glanced at the large silver note, then took the letter with cold face and opened it. As soon as he saw the familiar handwriting on the paper, Zhong Zhiheng's blood surged up. If he couldn't resist it, he "pooped" and spewed out a large mouth of blood. Pangyi's face was full of blood ideas.

"Father! What's the matter with you? " Zhong Mingwei's face turned white with fright, and he secretly kicked pangyi to let him go down, while calling Zhao Ruhai in.

Zhao Ruhai was startled. He rushed to the hot water, threw a pad to Zhong Zhiheng to wipe his face, and then poured out a cup of tea again and handed it to him: "long live, rinse your mouth first."

"This This lawless man and thief! Disorderly subjects and thieves! " Zhong Zhiheng said, gnashing his teeth, breathing heavily like a broken bellows. "He, he dare to fight against my prince! I I will cut him to pieces! "

"Don't think about this, father. Rinse your mouth," said Zhong Mingwei, taking the tea cup from Zhao Ruhai and telling Zhao Ruhai, "Duke Zhao, hurry to xuantaiyi."

"Yes, I do." Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he withdrew.

"Father, please wash your mouth," Zhong Mingwei said, handing the tea cup to Zhong Zhiheng again, worried and guilty. "It's all because the son told the father the son coldly. The father is still ill. He can't hear the terrible things about the son. It's all because the son..."

"Mingwei," said Zhong Zhiheng, shaking his head slowly, and looking straight at him, "you are very good. I am very satisfied with your findings."

Zhong Mingwei was stunned, and then hurriedly said, "father, please don't talk about these, and don't think about them. Shut your eyes and rest for a while."

"Mingwei, I'm very satisfied that you can report to me at the first time after investigation," said Zhong Zhiheng, clapping him heavily on the shoulder. "It's very good."

Zhong Mingwei looks at Zhong Zhiheng ' If the Western King conceals his words, it means that he had an intersection with the Western king before peace, which means that he had a close relationship with the royal forest army when he was still in Ninggu tower, which further shows how far the control of the royal forest army by the Western King of Pingxi has come. If so, according to Zhong Zhiheng's suspicious and suspicious character, even the prince's mansion, royal forest army and even Fang Zuotang's family will suffer Disaster

Zhong Mingwei's back is suddenly cold. It's the dog days in June.

"Thank you very much, father," said Zhong Mingwei, who was waiting for Zhong Zhiheng to wash his mouth, and then supported him to sit on the soft couch. "Father, now that the case is clear, what are you going to do with King Pingxi?"

"Mingwei, you are always in charge of this case. As for the way to deal with it, I'll listen to your opinion." Slow voice of Zhong Zhiheng.

"How insane do you think it is to assassinate the prince? This is a blatant provocation of the emperor's majesty and royal face, which is really a culpable act, "Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice." although King Pingxi is the son of the first emperor, the first empress dowager, and the only brother of his father's living compatriots, his children are still courageous, hoping that the father will punish him severely and avenge his fourth brother. "