Chapter 84: Trouble in the Yamen
So did Seinfeld do it?
Hard to say.
The Grand Master's behavior cannot be based on common sense. Normal people would think that Seinfeld doesn't have the same understanding as him and would be too lazy to talk to him.
But the world knows too little about Seinfeld.
Every great master is a person with unique personality and willful behavior. The restraints of the world are weak to them. The only things that can restrain them are the emperor and their own principles.
"Where is the doctor?"
"The doctor didn't come because he had something to do, so he insisted on seeing Yuan Wailang."
"Just say I'm not here." Chu Zhiyuan said.
"...Yes." Gao Lingfeng said helplessly: "If you don't send them away, they will keep waiting and will never give up."
"We need to see the investigation results of the Zhenwu Division first." Chu Zhiyuan said: "Before the results come out, what can I say?"
"Yes." Gao Lingfeng sighed: "I think he is sure that the murderer is Grand Master Song and wants to force us to capture Grand Master Song."
"They should also know that if it is really the Great Grand Master of Song Dynasty, there is nothing they can do, right?"
"I must know." Gao Lingfeng looked helpless.
The situation of Shinichi Sect is also pitiable.
The elders of a sect will kill as many as they say. If the true sect does not take revenge, how can it unite people's hearts and stand in the world?
This is trampling the Zhenyi Sect into the mud!
Chu Zhiyuan thoughtfully said: "If they were smart, they shouldn't insist on the Song Grand Master...are the people of the Zhenyi Sect not so stupid?"
The disciples of these sects may be naive and reckless, but if the leaders were like this, the sect would have declined long ago and it would be impossible to gain a foothold in the inner city.
"My lord is wise!" Gao Lingfeng sneered: "But your lord, don't forget the people behind Zhenyijiao."
"Invite the Moon Palace!" Chu Zhiyuan said slowly.
"It's Yaoyue Palace!" Gao Lingfeng sneered: "That's why I was so confident that I dared to bite Grandmaster Song and not let him go... The elder who died was Bai Jingmang, and the one waiting outside was his younger brother Bai Jingrong."
"Let's see the investigation results of the Zhenwu Division." Chu Zhiyuan said: "I'm leaving first."
He got up and walked out.
As soon as he stepped out of the threshold of the house, he saw two people jumping out from beside him and stopping at the foot of the steps.
Chu Zhiyuan frowned and glanced at the two clerks who were running behind them.
With a look of fear on their faces, they stepped forward, clasped their fists and bent down to salute: "My lord, please forgive me, they..."
Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand and looked at the two people at the bottom of the steps.
A burly and majestic old man with a swarthy complexion and thick eyebrows and big eyes was glaring over at him angrily without any fear.
Behind him was a slender young man with fine eyebrows and eyes, fair skin and delicate skin, who was looking over sheepishly with a smile on his face.
Gao Lingfeng frowned and said: "Elder Bai, what are you doing!"
"Please Lord Qingtian, please make the decision for the common people!" The burly and swarthy old man shouted with cupped fists.
This sound was like a thunderous explosion.
Chu Zhiyuan waved: "Come in and talk."
He knew at a glance that Elder Bai was difficult to deal with.
Ordinary people, even martial arts masters, are often three points shorter when they enter the yamen, their aura is suppressed and they do not dare to act arrogantly.
The Yamen represents the imperial court and the most powerful force.
Elder Bai of Zhenyi Sect showed no fear at all. It could be judged that he was either an old man, or he was naturally courageous, reckless and fearless.
None of them are that easy to deal with.
It’s hard to just think of a few words and then dismiss them.
But before you have investigated clearly, if you say too much, it will be wrong. It is best not to say anything. This is the way to be an official. Even if you are the heir, you must follow this rule.
After entering the room, Chu Zhiyuan sat back down, looked over condescendingly, and said warmly: "Elder Bai, please say it."
"Ah——!"
Bai Jingrong suddenly burst into tears, and the roof beams rustled with dust.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at him calmly.
Gao Lingfeng frowned and said: "If you have something to say, just say it properly, why are you crying!"
A burly, majestic and dark-skinned man, with tears streaming down his face in the blink of an eye, it looked so miserable and disgusting.
Chu Zhiyuan watched calmly, with his super sense gaining insight.
Although Bai Jingrong cried loudly and burst into tears, his emotions did not change and he was just pretending.
The fair-skinned and delicate young man next to him was a little embarrassed and looked restless.
Bai Jingrong burst into tears.
Chu Zhiyuan seemed not to hear, and just watched quietly without speaking.
Gao Lingfeng's brows gathered together, becoming more and more annoyed.
He was about to step forward to stop him, but seeing Chu Zhiyuan's expression, he closed his mouth, stared at Bai Jingrong coldly, and let him cry bitterly.
Bai Jingrong cried for a cup of tea in one breath, until two servants came in to serve tea. Gao Lingfeng handed him a cup of tea: "Drink! Moisten your throat so you can continue crying!"
"Thank you, sir." Bai Jingrong took the tea cup, drank it all in one gulp, and handed the tea cup back to Gao Lingfeng. Chu Zhiyuan took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and said calmly: "Elder Bai, just say it when you have cried enough."
"Please make the decision!" Bai Jingrong said and started to cry again and again: "My eldest brother died so miserably!"
"Tragic? Didn't he die in his sleep?" Chu Zhiyuan said: "Did he die peacefully?"
"...But he died in an unclear and confused manner!" Bai Jingrong blew his nose and threw it to the ground.
Chu Zhiyuan's eyebrows twitched.
This action made him feel uncomfortable all over, and he decided to ask the clerk to wipe the floor ten or eight times later.
His expression was indifferent: "The Zhenwu Division is investigating, right? We will try our best to track down the murderer."
"I don't dare to pursue you even if I'm afraid of being found out!" Bai Jingrong snorted: "Do you dare to pursue Song Feiqiong?"
Chu Zhiyuan said nothing and glanced at Gao Lingfeng.
Gao Lingfeng saw his eyes and hurriedly said: "Elder Bai, the matter has not been investigated clearly. It is too early to say who is the murderer!"
"What are you looking for? It's Song Feiqiong!" Bai Jingrong stared at her big tearful eyes and said bitterly: "Except Song Feiqiong, who would kill my eldest brother, who dares to kill my eldest brother!"
"Who has seen it with his own eyes? If you haven't seen it, you can't talk nonsense." Gao Lingfeng shook his head.
"The only one who can kill my eldest brother silently is the Grand Master, and among the Grand Masters we have offended, Seinfeld is the only one. The result is obvious, isn't there anything else to investigate?"
"Moreover, how can the Grand Master leave clues and loopholes in his work? The investigation is useless, just delaying time and perfunctory us!"
"Elder Bai!" Gao Lingfeng shouted.
Bai Jingrong glared at him sideways, shook his head and said, "Can't we tell the truth anymore? Or are you saying that your Ministry of Rites and Zhenwu Department also want to favor Song Feiqiong?"
"You——!" Gao Lingfeng was furious.
Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand to stop what he was saying, turned to look at Bai Jingrong, and said warmly: "Elder Bai, as an elder of a sect, you should act according to rules. You can't talk nonsense about things you haven't seen with your own eyes. Only a great master can kill your elder brother silently. This is simply not true.”
"What's wrong?" Bai Jingrong snorted: "Sir, you are a nobleman of Tianhuang, so you should be fair and fair in your speech! The Grand Master is important, are we ordinary people not important?!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Compared with your elder brother, Elder Bai, who is stronger in martial arts?"
"Absolutely." Bai Jingrong said.
His own martial arts is even better.
Chu Zhiyuan disappeared in a flash, and appeared on his back the next moment, his palms already pressed against his vest.
Bai Jingrong froze, then his face quickly turned red as if he was drunk, and his eyes were a little blurry.
"Master?!" The fair-skinned and delicate young man felt something was wrong and hurriedly reached out to help him.
Chu Zhiyuan disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he sat back in his original seat and said warmly: "I am still in the innate realm."
"Master? Master?" Fang Haiyang, a fair-skinned and delicate young man, shouted several times in succession. He did not dare to push Bai Jingrong hard, so he could only call.
"Hiss—!" Bai Jingrong took a long breath, and his chest swelled like half a ball.
"Huh——!" Bai Jingrong let out another long breath, his chest sank, the blush on his face quickly dissipated, and he returned to normal.
He stared at Chu Zhiyuan, who was as heavy as water behind the case, and opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.
"Master?" Fang Haiyang asked hurriedly.
"Shut up, you're so annoying!" Bai Jingrong turned around and shouted.
Fang Haiyang suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
Bai Jingrong looked at Chu Zhiyuan again and clasped his fists: "Sir, what a great martial arts! I wonder what this is...?"
"It's just a miraculous skill." Chu Zhiyuan said: "So the murderer may not be a great master. Don't be blinded by emotions. Let's take a look."
——
A backyard of the Zhenyi Sect's altar.
More than a dozen people from the Zhenwu Division surrounded the small courtyard to prevent outsiders from intruding.
A skinny old man in a black robe was washing his hands by the well in the courtyard, meditating while washing, with a serious look on his face.
It is Wan Yang, the case-solving expert of the Zhenwu Division.
Two middle-aged men in brocade clothes were waiting aside. One of the middle-aged men couldn't help but said: "Lao Wan, can you find the murderer?"
Wan Yang shook his head.
"No clues at all?"
“Seamless.”
"What about the injuries? Can you always tell what kind of martial arts caused them?"
"The heart pulse was severed, and there is no residue left. It should be some kind of unique and miraculous skill, but unfortunately I have no impression."
"Then..."
"I'm afraid it will become an unsolved case."
"This is troublesome..."
"Lao Wan, you can't do it, which one can?"
Wan Yang glanced inside the room, his eyes flickered, and finally swallowed his words without saying Chu Zhiyuan's name.
(End of chapter)