Yan Huo returned to Duke Anguo's mansion to raise his baby. Fu Zhixing did not rush to take maternity leave this time. He went to Dali Temple to inquire about Prince Rong's case. It is true that Prince Rong is a playboy, but he is not an ordinary playboy. He is the prince of the prince's mansion.

"How do you find someone with this portrait?" Dali Temple Queen threw the confession of the shop owner and the portrait drawn from the confession back to the table. There were thick eyebrows, thin eyes, a flat nose, a short beard, and a wide mouth. There were no one thousand people in Beijing, but there were eight hundred people with such images.

The Dali Temple Minister sighed. He didn't catch the person who took action, so he could only catch all the shopkeepers. As for those who had grudges with the Rong Prince's Mansion, they were still investigating them. Those who could make grudges with the Rong Prince's Mansion were not ordinary people. If there was no substantial evidence, he would not dare to invite people back to Dali Temple for interrogation.

"Sir Chi, Prince Anguo wants to see you." The yamen runner came in to report.

"Please." Lord Chi frowned. He knew the reason why Fu Zhixing came. Prince Rong was incompetent, but his father, his brother-in-law, brother-in-law, and brother-in-law. Well, even his niece-in-law has the ability.

After a moment, Fu Zhixing, who had a cold expression, walked in and bowed, "Sir Chi."

"Prince Fu, please sit down." Lord Chi bowed and returned the gift. When Fu Zhixing sat down, he took the confession on the table. "The source of the flower pot has been found out. This is a portrait drawn based on the store's confession."

Fu Zhixing picked up the portrait, "The painter in Dali Temple is a yellow-mouthed child."

The yellow mouth originally refers to the mouth of a young bird, and refers to a child under ten years old. The corners of his mouth twitched, and Prince Fu was indeed a stinky tongue.

Fu Zhixing left the portrait, picked up the confession, looked through it, and threw it back on the table, "Sir Chi, the court does not raise useless idle officials." What kind of mess did he ask about this? No wonder there are so many unsolved cases.

"I have asked all the questions, but the case is not so easy to investigate." Lord Chi helped his subordinates defend him.

"Sir Chi, how high is it? How strong is it? Is the face round or square? Is the skin color white or black? Is the eyelids double or single?" Fu Zhixing knocked on the table with his fingers, and one question after another was thrown out.

"Secret official, lower official..." Mr. Chi couldn't answer a question.

"This prince is going to interrogate himself and ask the prisoner to come." Fu Zhixing didn't want to talk nonsense to Lord Chi, it was important to handle the case.

At the same time, Yan Tongzhu went to the Ministry of Justice, and Zhang Weide went to the Yandu Mansion. The emperor issued three imperial edicts, asking the Ministry of Justice and Yandu Mansion to assist in handling the case. The Tang Jiang brothers did not go there and stayed at home to hold the funeral for their father.

After Fu Zhixing interrogated, he personally drew a portrait and showed it to the two shop owners. Both of them said, "It looks so much like him, sir, he came to the villain's store to buy flower pots (rental shops)."

Although he had a portrait and looked like the murderer himself, and had a reward, it still took time to catch the person. Just as Fu Zhixing and others were busy investigating the case and searching the person, King Qi was cursing at his aide, "Who are you looking for? What's the matter called? The person surnamed Zheng did not learn a lesson, but instead smashed Prince Rong to death. How is the end now? I ask you, is this going to end?"

"Your Majesty, the person who showed up has been dealt with. Even if the body is found in Dali Temple, the dead will not speak." The aide did not expect to be mistaken for the deputy car. The only thing is that Prince Rong was unlucky that day, he wanted to walk with Lord Zheng and became Lord Zheng's scapegoat.

When King Qi heard what he said, he became less angry. "In the future, be careful and careful in doing things. Don't be careless. If things are not done, you will almost make a big fuss."

The staff bent down and kept saying yes.

After the funeral of Prince Rong, King Rong resigned and gave him the title. The emperor agreed that Tang Jiang became the new Prince Rong, Yang Liu was Prince Rong, and the former Prince Princess became Prince Rong's Concubine.

On March 17, General Fan escorted the former Xitar royal family to return triumphantly with civil and military officials. At the dinner that day, the emperor not only gave him a large mansion to General Fan, but also gave him a title, "Pingxi Marquis, the fifth hereditary title."

"I thank the emperor for his kindness." The newly released Marquis of Pingxi was ecstatic, and Wen was granted Duke and Wu was granted Duke.

"Marquis Pingxi, how many sons and girls do you have?" asked the emperor.

The Emperor of Pingxi Hou Zhisheng asked about this, and wanted to give him a marriage, and kowtowed, "Report to the Emperor, I have one son and three daughters, all of which were born to my old wife. The eldest daughter is sixteen and married, and the dog son is still young, only seven years old, the second daughter is fourteen, and the third daughter is eleven."

The emperor smiled and raised his glass, "The State of Jing can expand its territory and expand its territory, and the Marquis of Pingxi is the most important thing. I wish you a cup."

"I am afraid that serving the country is my duty. I dare not take credit for it. I thank the emperor for giving wine. I am willing to wipe out the wilderness in all directions." The Marquis of Pingxi drank the wine.

The emperor smiled loudly, "Give him a seat."

The Marquis of Pingxi thanked him and sat down aside. The king and his ministers sang together, and they all parted happily.

The next day, the queen ordered her to arrive at Fan's mansion and pointed Fan Jingya, the second daughter of the Marquis of Pingxi, to the crown prince and be her concubine.

This imperial edict was filled with some people, some people were worried, some were angry, some were happy; the happy one was the Marquis of Pingxi, and finally got into a relationship with the prince. The worried one was that the Li family had such a high-ranking concubine. Wouldn't the Crown Prince be suppressed? The angry one was that King Lu, no matter how close his nephew was, he would not be able to kiss his biological daughter, and he was in vain. The happy one was that King Qi, but when he thought about it, the Fan family has now become the help of the prince, which has increased his difficulty in seizing the throne. The King of Qi was nothing to be happy about, and secretly scolded King Lu, "It's useless."

That evening, he found the man who bought flower pots and rented a shop, but he was already a corpse, and the body was a little rotten. He was wearing a short brown dress that ordinary people would wear, and his hands were covered with calluses. No matter whether it was on him or this dilapidated temple, he could find anything valuable.

The reward was useful. Someone offered this person's identity. He lived alone in the west of the city. He was a blacksmith with great strength.

"If you don't have much strength, you can't pick up such a large flower pot and throw it downstairs." Tang Jiang said with a gloomy face.

"There is little chance of a vengeance between my uncle and him. According to neighbors, he has made a fortune and plans to marry a wife, which shows that someone paid him to hire him to attack my uncle." Yan Tongzhu analyzed.

Fu Zhixing put down his confession, "He loves to drink, so he asks his drinkers, and may be surprised." He spoke the truth after drinking, and the words he didn't usually say were often revealed at the wine table.

Several people got up and walked out. At this time, the servant of the Yan family hurried over, "Big Master, the eldest young lady is about to give birth."

"Bingyan, hurry up and go back. Let's go and ask a few questions, don't follow him." Tang Jiang said immediately.

"Then I'll go back first." Yan Tongzhu hurriedly left.

Yan Tongzhu returned home, and an hour later, Zeng Yuzhi gave birth to her and Yan Tongzhu's second son, weighing six kilograms. On the day of the third day of the silence, Yan Siye named Yan Tong the eldest son's second grandson.
Chapter completed!