"It's your biological son, Wang Shifan."
Qin Ying's eyes were cold and his voice was indifferent.
Wang Mingsong's old face was serious, and he said loudly, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"Although my son is naughty, he is definitely not the kind of treasonous person. This is absolutely slander. Ninth Prince, you must not believe the words of villains."
"This must be the traitors who are trying to sow discord. My Wang family is loyal to the Han Dynasty."
Qin Ying looked calm, took a sip of tea, looked at Wang Mingsong and said: "Taifu Wang, this prince naturally believes your loyalty to the Han Dynasty, but the assassin named the name, whether it is true or false, this prince must act according to the law."
Wang Mingsong heard this and immediately had a bad premonition in his heart. He bowed and said: "Ninth Prince, may I ask what it means to act according to the law?"
Qin Ying smiled and said, "Is Taifu confused? Of course, Wang Shifan is imprisoned. After this prince investigates, if he is really framed and slandered, he will be released and cleared of his innocence."
"No!" Wang Mingsong sternly refused.
Qin Ying's face suddenly darkened. Old man, you are so shameless.
"Teacher Wang, what do you mean by this? Are you going to openly defy the laws of the Han Dynasty? This prince has received the emperor's decree and has full authority to thoroughly investigate this matter. If necessary, I can kill him first and report later. Master, please don't anger me!"
Qin Ying glanced at him coldly, and his words were no longer polite. A fierce and domineering aura burst out.
When Qin Ying thought of the assassination that day, he almost died, and he wanted to chop off the old man's head and use it as a chamber pot.
This sudden pressure caused Wang Mingsong's old body to tremble and his eyes to be surprised, but he soon calmed down.
"This old minister did not intend to anger the ninth prince, but Shifan is the only son of this old minister. How can a father watch him being slandered?" Wang Mingsong's expression was serious.
"If it is really slander, this prince will clear his name. You don't have to worry about this, Master."
Qin Ying stood up, his eyes sharp, "Master, you are a first-rank official of the dynasty, so this prince specially asked you to come here to inform you. If it were someone else, the imperial guards would have been sent to arrest him long ago."
Qin Ying's imposing manner was so overwhelming that Wang Mingsong's scalp was numb. This made him feel a little scared. This useless ninth prince has been reborn!
But after all, he has been in the court for many years and is a nobleman. How could he be easily intimidated? The next moment, he launched a counterattack, "Ninth Prince, according to the laws of the Han Dynasty, if you want to put the offspring of an official in prison, it is not enough to have the confession of the prisoner. The prisoner must identify him in person."
After speaking, a hint of pride flashed in Wang Mingsong's eyes.
Prisoner's identification?
Can you produce it?
I'm afraid that the assassin in the prison has been dead for a long time.
Qin Ying had known that Wang Mingsong would ask to see the prisoner, so he snorted coldly and ordered the eunuch next to him, "Take my warrant and go to the prison to pick him up."
The words fell.
Wang Mingsong and Lao Huang were both startled.
An idea flashed through the mind of the old fox Wang Mingsong - the person is not dead?
And Lao Huang was stunned. He was in the prison with His Highness just now and saw Lu Asan die of poison with his own eyes.
Soon, the eunuch came back.
There were three jailers behind him, pulling a man with scars all over his body and unkempt hair with iron chains.
When Wang Mingsong saw this man for the first time, his pupils shrank instantly and his heart was shocked.
Not dead? Really not dead!
How is this possible!
Qin Ying shouted, "Assassin Lu Asan, raise your head!"
Lu Asan slowly raised his head, revealing a pale and weak face under his hair. He slowly knelt down, kowtowed and said: "The sinner Lu Asan, meet the Ninth Prince."
Qin Ying gave an overbearing order, "Lu Asan, tell me all the things that led you to enter the palace to assassinate this prince."
Lu Asan trembled all over and said in horror: "Wang Shifan secretly gave me a sum of money and asked me to enter the palace to assassinate His Highness the Ninth Prince...Everything I said is true, please show mercy, Your Highness."
Wang Mingsong almost jumped up, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and angrily scolded, "Asshole, if you dare to talk nonsense again !"
"Grandmaster, don't lose your composure."
After Qin Ying finished speaking, he glanced at him lightly, his eyes were playful,
"You want a witness, the witness has been brought to you, and you have heard his confession very clearly. What to do next, Grandmaster, you should know, right?"
Hearing this, Wang Mingsong's mouth twitched, and his palms in his sleeves had already clenched. After a long silence, he finally said:
"This old minister knows what to do. Since there is evidence pointing to the young boy Shifan, I will definitely not cover it up. Your Highness should handle the case as you want, and don't worry about the feelings of this old minister."
He almost gritted his teeth to say this sentence, every word was extremely heavy, and he looked like he wanted to eat someone.
But Qin Ying didn't care about him so much, and immediately ordered, "Come here, go to Wang Taifu's house and bring back the suspect Wang Shifan."
After saying that, he looked at Wang Mingsong and grinned: "Wang Taifu, don't be nervous, I just asked your son to cooperate with the investigation. If it's okay after the investigation, let him go. This prince will never wrongly accuse a good person when handling a case, and will not let any fish that slip through the net go."
Qin Ying's smile made Wang Mingsong tremble with fear.
He never dreamed that he had sent someone to poison Lu Asan, why didn't he die?
He also bit his son.
"Haha, Taifu tea is not good to drink when it's cold."
Qin Ying laughed.
Wang Mingsong had a blank expression on his face and bowed his hands and said: "This old minister doesn't like tea ceremony, so I'll take my leave first."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Before leaving, he paused slightly, and looked back with a cold look... Little prince, dare to attack the Wang family, well, then I will accompany you to the end.
After Wang Mingsong left.
Qin Ying looked at Lu Asan and smiled: "You did a good job, you have done a great job."
Lu Asan's face was excited, and he swept away the miserable state just now. The next moment, he pulled his hands on his head, and the whole person was like a big snake shedding its skin.
Take off the disguise and reveal the real face.
"Feng Li Dao!"
Seeing this, Lao Huang immediately understood everything.
It was not that Lu Asan was resurrected, but that Feng Li Dao was disguised.
This was completely a trap set by His Highness for the Wang family.
Lao Huang finally understood what His Highness meant by "playing dirty" in the prison.
Qin Ying's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he sneered: "Tonight, we will hold a banquet in Tingchao Pavilion, and invite the eldest and eighth princes."
Old Huang frowned and asked in confusion: "Your Highness, aren't you going to attack the Wang family? Why are you holding this banquet?"
"Old Huang, although you are good at martial arts, you still need to learn more about the tricks of playing tricks on people." Qin Ying said with a smile.
Old Huang stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
"Is there any medicine that can make people have sex after drinking?"
Qin Ying suddenly asked.
"I have a way."
Feng Lidao took out two bottles with a smile.
One red and one blue.
Feng Lidao came forward and explained the effects of the two bottles of medicine to Qin Ying in detail. Qin Ying smiled even more evilly.
He ordered the eunuchs and palace maids to prepare the dinner.
While there was still time, Qin Ying went to the place where Liu Yunxian was recuperating.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Liu Yunxian sitting on the bed, whispering something to Wei Zhiyan, holding a book in her hand, and occasionally whispering and laughing.
Qin Ying was slightly startled, why is Wei Zhiyan here?
The relationship between the two seems to be pretty good?
"What are you talking about?"
Qin Yinglang laughed and strode forward.
"Ah~"
Wei Zhiyan suddenly screamed when she saw that the person coming was Qin Ying, and the book in her hand accidentally fell out.
Qin Ying happened to see it.
Suddenly, his eyes were straight, and he blurted out:
"Eighteen techniques in the bedroom?"