This sandbox game is unreliable

"How's the matter?" After leaving Chen Xiyi's yard, Wang Li asked as he looked at the visitor.

The person who came was his retainer, with a powerful appearance and a vigorous posture.

"The hideout of that group of thieves has been found. It's in a courtyard in the north of the city. They're ruthless, but they're a group of chicks." The doorman said immediately.

The hangers-on were mixed in the lower ranks, there were chivalrous ruffians, opera storytellers, and these hangers-on formed Wang Li's intelligence network and public opinion.

Coupled with the fact that he is a native of Kyoto, he can eat both black and white, so the news is naturally well-informed.

So Wang Li asked these disciples under his command to investigate those lunatics who attacked and killed the prince today.

"Very well, find a way to get Dali Temple to catch them. It's best to confess the third prince. You will be there then." Wang Li described the next step to the disciple in a low voice.

This doorman is not only a doorman, but also his confidant, so naturally he used it with confidence.

"Yes, my lord." The doorman clasped his fists together, and then hurried away to carry out the plan.

And Wang Li naturally hesitated for a while, looking at the brightly lit courtyard not far away, and finally walked in slowly.

It was Lu Xian who lived in this courtyard, and he planned to settle this matter first.

As for his original wife?

It didn't matter a long time ago, if Chen Xiyi didn't do anything, he would make the other party slip into the water or die from the cold.

If there were no such things as before, she would just divorce her wife and live a wealthy life, but if she sacrificed herself, Prince Zhuang, to pave the way for her nephew, maybe something bad would happen in the future.

In the early morning of the next day, Dali Temple, who had been busy all night, caught the thief who assassinated the prince from the north of the city. After some interrogation, it turned out that the third prince did it.

After asking about this, everyone in Dali Temple was stunned. This wave seemed to be going cold.

You must know that the third prince was the only one left after the death of the prince and prince. It is said that even the third prince was attacked, but his life was slightly injured.

Now that I think about it again, it is simply frightening.

Everyone is dead, only the third prince is left, so who does the throne belong to?

Of course it was the third prince.

Someone had such a guess before, after all, there is only one left, but the problem is that there is only one left, guess or guess, but they can't say it.

But now that this group of thieves actually confessed by themselves, then this matter is a big deal.

Even if it was really done by the third prince, I can't say it now. There is only one prince left. As long as there is nothing else, sitting on the throne is basically a certainty.

There are other ways, that is to report to His Majesty, and let the emperor rule.

What is more embarrassing is that the Emperor Li has also disappeared.

Compared with the assassination of the crown prince, the death of the Emperor Li was more confidential, especially since not many people knew about it, and someone with a heart deliberately covered it up, so it was well hidden.

But this matter cannot be left unresolved.

Especially Dali Siqing, he felt as if he was being grilled on the fire, especially since the grill was not strong enough, he could fall into the fire with a snap and burn to death if he was not careful.

Go catch the third prince, they dare not.

Don't go grab it, if something happens, you will have to strip off your official skin.

And it's still good to take it off. Wouldn't it be worse if they killed them in order to protect the royal family's face?

Therefore, things fell into a stalemate for a while.

At this time, Wang Li and the elder of the Zongfu came to Dali Temple to inquire about the situation by coincidence, which put even more pressure on Dali Temple Secretary.

He hesitated and didn't know whether to say it or not to say it.

There is no impenetrable wall in this world, not to mention that someone with a heart deliberately did it, and it was exposed in just a few sentences.

The elder of the Zongfu was furious immediately, and asked Dali Temple Minister to take someone with him to the Third Prince's Mansion to get someone.

Beside him was Prince Zhuang Wang Li who offered his support, and the minister of Dali Temple with an extremely unsightly face took the officials and the two to the residence of the third prince.

"Dead? This."

In the bedroom of the third prince's mansion, a corpse was hanged in mid-air with white silk.

Dali Siqing's whole body was like being poured with a basin of cold water in the winter. He didn't expect that the third prince would 'commit suicide'.

"Take down the body and let Wu Zuohao examine the third prince who committed suicide in fear of crime." Wang Li said.

"Yes, my lord, come in." Dali Temple Qingchu didn't feel anything at first, but when he realized the word "suicide in fear of crime", his whole body was shocked.

Suicide in fear of guilt? Suicide in fear of guilt.

The crown prince is dead, so who can get the most benefits?

Just thinking about it, Dali Temple Minister suddenly found out that it was a bit too coincidental that Prince Zhuang and the old man of the Zongfu came here.

He is the Minister of Dali Temple, and criminal investigation and interrogation are naturally part of his profession.

Fortunately, he was a smart man, and he didn't show that he knew anything. Instead, after a gangster came in, he said, "Check it out carefully. The third prince committed suicide in fear of crime. Don't mess with the corpse to disturb your dignity."

Wu Zuo is also an official who has been hanging around for a long time. He squinted his eyes and understood the meaning of his superior. After a simple inspection, he said: "Hanging himself to death."

As for the others?

It doesn't matter, you just need to record it well, and it's best not to do other things.

Obviously, everyone in the entire Dali Temple knew one thing, that is, they were caught in a huge vortex, and if they were not careful, they would be smashed to pieces.

"Collect the corpse and send it back to the Zongfu." After seeing that the other party finished recording, the elder of the Zongfu came to a conclusion.

That's the end of the matter?

No, this is just the beginning.

Everything went so smoothly, Wang Li accompanied the elder of the Zongfu to leave the Third Prince's Mansion under the protection of a large number of soldiers.

"Old Su is in good spirits." Wang Li asked with narrowed eyes.

But the old man said calmly: "Thanks to Prince Zhuang, if Prince Zhuang hadn't reminded me, how could this old man be able to eat the spiritual food."

When Wang Li heard this, he smiled. After hearing what he said yesterday, the old man relied on his identity to enter the palace and search for the legacy of Emperor Li.

Obviously, he has gained a lot of benefits, otherwise he would like to accompany Wang Li out today?

"Don't dare, Mr. Su has a high position and authority, and these should be filial to you, Mr. Su." Wang Li knew that he still needed the help of the Zongfu, so he could only compliment him.

Mr. Su naturally understood the other party's compliments. He has listened to them all his life, so he is naturally immune to these compliments. Now he pays more attention to practical interests: "If you have any free time, you can go to your house to rest for a while. Let's pay my respects to Fuyao Shangxian."

Hearing this, Wang Li politely refused: "It won't be too late to see you later, Mr. Su, after I invite Shangxian into the palace."

This Wang Li is also a master who does not see the rabbit and does not scatter the eagle. Do you want to further benefit?

Yes, but you have to fulfill your promise to make him emperor first.