The sky was bright and the snow covered the imperial city. The eunuchs were busy sweeping the snow on the road, but it was still too late. The sound of rapid footsteps came from the hall and a group of officials walked out.

Today, because Emperor Baozhang was about to mourn her adoptive mother, Mrs. Song, the morning court was postponed, and all the officials had just entered the hall.

The leader was Emperor Baozhang, and the palace maid and eunuch held a yellow umbrella to cover the wind and snow. Behind her were more than 30 senior officials, including Chen Sheng, Wang Lieyang, and others.

The rest of the officials were staying in the hall for the time being. It was impossible for the Imperial City Department to let hundreds of officials watch.

The snow that had not been cleaned was stomping up and flew up. The eunuchs retreated and bowed their heads. There were footsteps outside the palace gate, and the Song and Yuan cloaks were ushered in the snow.

"Has he really confessed?" he asked.

Chen Sheng said: "The Imperial City Department came to report this, but I only knew it after seeing it in detail." He looked at Song Ying, "Duke Qin Tan wants to see Your Highness."

Song Yuan said: "He is a traitor, what qualifications do you have to see Your Highness?" His face was dark, "I think he has a bad intention. Your Highness should not go, I just need to go."

Although he was imprisoned in the Imperial City Department, Qin Tan Gong was very skilled in kung fu and might not be unable to hijack Song Ying.

Chen Sheng said: "Your Highness has been persuaded."

Obviously, there was no persuasion.

Song Ying looked at the layers of palaces in the wind and snow ahead and said, "What are you afraid of? A prisoner under the stairs dare not see him? Not to mention not being afraid to question or how his father and mother were killed?" After that, he continued to move forward.

Chen Sheng of the Song and Yuan dynasties had to follow him.

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The heavy iron door was pushed open by four guards, and an unspeakable smell suddenly surged from the cell where the sun was gone.

Unlike the prison cells of the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Justice, the prison cells of the Imperial City Department were the first time that many officials entered, but it was beyond their imagination. They couldn't help but frown and hold their breath. Song Ying always walked in front, and after the door opened, he walked in without any pause...

"Your Highness's smell is not good here." The two eunuchs followed in small steps, untied the sachet and waved it vigorously.

"It's just the smell of dead people." Song Ying said, "I haven't smelled it before."

Duke Qin Tan was imprisoned in the most hidden and deepest cell, with footsteps echoing in the narrow passage and going deep into the ground. The knowledgeable court officials couldn't help but feel a little palpitation when they walked here.

Just as everyone was a little suffocating, the sound of iron chains came from the front, and their vision suddenly became much brighter, and they entered a cell.

"Is it snowing outside?" A gentle voice came.

Everyone is familiar with this voice, and some people even subconsciously answered, and then their eyes gathered in the direction where the sound came.

The first thing to do was to get dense iron chains. The one that was wrapped around an iron cage. Qin Tangong sat in it, wearing a white prison clothes, which was no longer as elegant as the court in the past, but the prison clothes were neat and ironed, and his hair was even more meticulous. His hand was retracted and placed on his knees, and there was a clamor again. It turned out that chains were also wrapped around his hands...

Not only were his hands tied up by chains, but the same was true for his feet. There was also an iron chain wrapped around his neck. These iron chains passed through the iron cage and were nailed to three walls, binding Qin Tan Gong in the iron cage. It was difficult to shake left and right, not to mention getting up and moving around.

It’s not that Imperial City Command is like this. It’s really that Qin Tan Gong showed his strength when he was rounded up in front of the palace.

The officials who saw this scene were relieved, and it would be much safer.

Song Ying did not change his expression and said, "Mr. Qin Tan is good at eyes." The snow on her and the courtiers melted on the way into the prison cell, leaving only a shallow mark.

"I smelled the wind and snow." Qin Tan said righteously, put his hands in front of him, looked at Song Ying, and looked at the prince's dress on her, "This dress was the one from the late emperor."

Song Ying said: "Mr. Qin is very good at memory."

Qin Tan Gong nodded and said, "My memory has always been very good."

Song Yuan said coldly: "Since Duke of Qin Tan has such a good memory, he must remember everything he does."

Duke Qin Tan ignored him, looked at Song Ying, and examined: "Are you really the Princess Baozhang?"

Song Ying saw that he didn't say anything, and as the emperor disdained to answer this question.

"Didn't you say you have confessed?" Chen Sheng said, looking at the officials of the Imperial City Department, frowned, how did you confess? Is there a torture? But looking at the appearance of Qin Tan Gong, it doesn't look like torture...

"There is no torture." The official said, "He didn't speak two days ago. When we were torture today, he admitted it." His expression was a little embarrassed.

Although I don’t know what’s embarrassing, it’s probably because the Imperial City Department has never been so easy to ask a case, especially when facing the great figure of Qin Tan Gong, all kinds of martial arts have not been shown yet...

"Did you kill the late emperor?" Song Ying asked.

Dozens of people in the cell could not even hear breathing, and all their sights were concentrated on Qin Tan Gong, and the sound of chains sounded...

Qin Tan Gong nodded and said neatly: "Yes."

yes!

There was a silence in the cell and then a commotion was immediately heard.

"Duke Qin Tan! You!"

Although I had known to believe this, many court officials still shouted angrily when they heard Qin Tan Gong admit it in person.

Song Ying looked calm and only looked at Qin Tan and said, "Did you intercept the mother and the orphan?"

Duke Qin Tan nodded again and said, "Yes."

Many court officials stepped forward: "Duke Qin Tan, you are crazy!"

Song Ying was still not anxious or angry, saying, "How did you do it? My father..." A little proud look appeared, "It's not easy to be killed."

The late emperor was the most civil and military after the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He once protected the imperial guards that should have been protected. The great power of kung fu was known to everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This is why so many people believed that the emperor died of an acute illness, not a murder. It was unbelievable.

Qin Tan Gong stroked his hands and spread them to both sides. The movement was a bit big, and the two chains were shaking with iron cages. The sound of the cells filled the cell. The weak-scented official couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Chen Sheng and Song Yuan had already stood in front of Song Ying and blocked...

Song Ying looked unhappy and stood there motionless, looking at Qin Tan Gong.

Duke Qin Tan did not stand up, but just lowered his hands beside him and said, "You are right, I can only kill him with my own hands in the world." His always gentle face appeared a little arrogant, his eyes became bright, and a smile on his face dispersed, "To be honest, this is really the thing I am most proud of." He paused and added, "One." After saying that, he laughed.

"Do you know? It's a pity that such a big thing cannot be declared in the world!"

Laugh echoed in the cell, rumbled like thunder

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Thunder rolled across the camp in the night sky, and the bright torches in the camp seemed to be vibrating and jumping.

In addition to the thunder, there are also the sound of rolling horse hooves and neat footsteps.

Outside the camp, there were cavalry covered with armor and weapons, and there were also imperial guards patrolling continuously, wrapping the largest Ming Huang camp tent layer by layer.

More than a dozen imperial guards were erected outside the tent.

The lights in the camp were bright, and someone was cast on the camp. They were two tall men. They seemed to be arguing about something. One of them turned around and brushed his sleeves, but the next moment the man behind him raised his hand and hit the man in front of him heavily. The figure suddenly became blurred, and at the same time, a piece of sprayed on the camp...

Blood.

Blood blooms like a flower.

But this was not over yet. There was a shout in the tent, and it disappeared as soon as it rose. The figures hit the tent heavily, and the entire tent shaking...

There was a clamor, and the flags danced on the top of the tent.

The guards standing outside the camp stood still, as if the thunder in the sky had overwhelmed everything, they heard nothing, no one turned around, all their eyes were staring at the outside, alert, alert, and indifferent.

The shaking tent did not stop, and someone raised his fists and smashed it heavily at the figure who fell on the tent...

One, two, three...

"Seven Fist."

The chains clattered, breaking the stagnant atmosphere in the cell. Qin Tangong, who was sitting on the iron chair, raised his hand and gestured, and said at the same time.

"I only used seven punches."

The smile spread out in Qin Tangong's eyes.

Since the story, he has not stopped laughing, but he is not arrogant and proud. Instead, his expression seems more serious, and he is seriously talking about how he kills people.

"Your Majesty blocked me four punches, but let alone three punches, as long as one punch hits, he can't get up."

"I vomited a lot of blood, and my clothes, his clothes, the ground, and the tent were all full."

"This is the second time I saw His Majesty vomiting so much blood. I knew that he was finished and he was dead."

After saying that, he raised his head and laughed, and the chains in his neck vibrated and clamored.

"Mr. Qin Tan! You thief!" Chen Sheng shouted angrily, his face turned pale and his whole body was trembling with anger. "How dare you! How dare you!"

Other officials from the court also came back to their senses from the shock, unbelievable, frightened and angry.

Chen Sheng thought of something again, stood in front of Song Ying, and said with a deep expression: "Your Highness, let's avoid it for the time being."

It was so tormenting to listen to the scene of his father's tragic death with his own ears.

The other officials also reacted and asked for advice.

In this restless and noisy, Song Ying still stood quietly, without any sorrow, joy or anger, and said, "He dares to kill, but I will naturally dare to listen." Instead of avoiding it, he stepped forward and looked at Qin Tan Gong, "I don't believe it, my father was killed by you like this, why do you!"

Qin Tan Gong laughed loudly and looked at her with a meaningful look: "By... God's will." He smiled slightly, "Of course I have the ability to kill him."

Chen Sheng shook his sleeves in anger, looked at Qin Tan Gong, and said, "No need to ask anymore. The first emperor checked that he was indeed injured, his wounds were broken, and his tendons and veins were broken, but..."

"But we all think that it was the recurrence of the old injury of the late emperor." The silent Wang Lieyang took the speech and said hoarsely, and looked at Qin Tan Gong, "Mr. Qin is really good at kung fu, and his fist is fatal and his fist leaves no trace."
To be continued...