Chapter 152

There is a light fragrance like sweet-scented osmanthus permeating the audience.

However, not many people noticed at this moment, but were surprised by the scene in front of them.

Ouyang Rong stood up suddenly.

Shen Xisheng also stood up with a frown, Wang Lengran raised his eyebrows slightly, and took another look at Liu Ziwen whose face remained unchanged.

Yan Liulang pushed Liu Ziwen away, away from the fairy Yujin.

The surrounding policemen rushed forward to surround and grab Liu Ziwen.

The detectives looked alert.

Liu Ziwen opened his arms and let them search him.

The whole audience fell into chaos for a while, but was soon taken by Diao Xiancheng to calm him down.

Xie Lingjiang also rushed forward at the first time, came to the body of the fallen fairy Yucheng, and immediately pointed to some acupuncture points in front of her and quickly counted them.

Unlock the closed acupuncture points for her, so that she can run aura to detoxify.

However, it seemed that the poison was very strong, and I saw that the face of the fairy Yucheng was flushed, and then turned pale, and then turned into a liver color.

Fairy Yucheng’s face was stiff, bright red blood slowly flowed from the nose, eyes, mouth and other seven orifices, and her body twitched a few times.

Xie Lingjiang held her down, pinched her lower jaw with his left hand, looked at the mouth of the fairy Yujin, and seemed to find that there was no bite poison, then grabbed the wrist of the fairy Yujin with his right hand, frowned silently, and sent spiritual energy into the body .

Fairy Yucheng’s eyes stared into dead fish eyes, even if she fell to the ground at this moment, they still slanted and bulged, staring at the innocent figure of Liu Ziwen not far away who cooperated with the body search and looked like an innocent citizen.

“Wine…wine…better than…”

Fairy Yucheng’s face was ashen, and she let out the last uh uh sound, Xie Lingjiang frowned and pressed her ears close to hear these words.

“Wine? Bi?”

Xie Lingjiang looked around Fairy Yucheng’s body, but found no wine or other things.

In addition, she had been guarding quietly in the prison last night, and all the food and drink that Fairy Yucheng ate and drank were under her supervision, and she did not have any alcoholic beverages.

Could it be the wine I drank before today?

Xie Lingjiang raised his head in doubt, looked over the surrounding crowd, and exchanged glances with the young county magistrate behind the case in front of him.

Ouyang Rong turned his head, squinted at Liu Ziwen, nodded in approval and said:

“Master Liu, you are amazing.”

“What is the county magistrate talking about, wait a minute, don’t you think it was the work of grass people?”

Liu Ziwen shook his head resolutely, and said in an innocent tone:
“I’m wronged, magistrate, you and everyone just saw that Caomin didn’t touch her the whole time, she fell to the ground with convulsions, Caomin didn’t know what kind of illness she was suffering from, maybe she deliberately slandered Caomin, Or if you want to pretend to be dead to escape the crime, I hope the county magistrate will find out.”

Ouyang Rong stared at him for a while, then smiled and nodded slightly, as if he was not in a hurry.

Liu Ziwen’s expression was restrained, and he lowered his eyes to cooperate with the arrest and search of the surrounding police.

Not long after, the chaos on the field gradually subsided, Yan Liulang and others got up one after another with Xie Lingjiang, and came to Ouyang Rong’s table.

Yan Liulang frowned, with a serious expression: “Mingfu, the humble official found this thing from Liu Ziwen.”

Seeing a porcelain vase with a red cover presented in front of him, Ouyang Rong silently picked it up, glanced at it, and suddenly felt familiar.

This porcelain vase is the same as the small porcelain vase Liu Ziwen handed him yesterday as a sign to poison him while pretending to be a Jade Goddess.

It’s just that the color of the bottle cover cloth is different. The porcelain bottle yesterday was made of green cloth.He put the porcelain vase in Meilu Garden yesterday.

Ouyang Rong glanced at Liu Ziwen coldly, and then handed the small porcelain bottle to an old master Yan Liulang brought up.

The old Wu Zuo lowered his head to check the porcelain bottle for poison detection.

While everyone was waiting, Xie Lingjiang said to Ouyang Rong:
“I don’t know what kind of poison it is. It’s extremely poisonous. It has penetrated deep into the meridians of the dantian and rushed straight to the Lingtai of the Purple Mansion. I temporarily used spiritual energy to seal the spread of the poison, but the poison was extremely destructive in its body and passed out. It’s time to find an antidote, otherwise the best result will be stupor and paralysis, no different from a dead person.”

Ouyang Rong let out a long breath and remained silent. At this moment, the old butcher bowed his head in thought for a long time, put down the porcelain bottle, and took a step forward.

Under the hopeful eyes of Yan Liulang and others, the old Wuzuo re-presented the porcelain vase. Instead of telling everyone, he sighed and walked to the calm-faced Ouyang Rong, covering his mouth and whispering something in a low voice.

Everyone was curious.

Liu Ziwen struggled to catch the fast catch behind him, took a step forward and said:

“My lord magistrate, lord Wang, lord Shen, this thing is just an incense bottle that I carry with me, it’s not a scourge.”

After listening to the whisper of the old Wu, Ouyang Rong silently took the small porcelain bottle, lowered his eyes and looked up at Liu Ziwen.

He doesn’t speak.

Liu Ziwen forced a smile, but some sweat dripped from his forehead.

Ouyang Rong’s reaction lifted his originally relaxed heart.

I’m afraid that the young county magistrate will get angry and directly accuse him.

And at this moment, a slightly sharp male voice sounded on the field.

“Lord Ouyang.”

It was Wang Lengran, the governor of Jiangzhou, who had been silent since the start of the public trial.

I saw him twirling his goatee with his fingers, turning his head with a smile and saying:
“What did you discover in this work? You can tell it and let everyone listen. If Liu Ziwen really poisoned the witnesses in court, then no one will be able to cover him. I and Mr. Shen are here to stand up. It is not wronged.” A good guy, but never a bad guy.”

Xie Lingjiang frowned, and glanced at the governor of Jiangzhou, whose attitude and words were a bit off.

She suddenly thought of a question that she had neglected before, why did the fake elder brother of the Yucheng female fairy choose to attack and kill the inspector Shen Xisheng instead of Wang Lengran yesterday, or why they didn’t chop them up together?

During the silence on the court, Xie Lingjiang couldn’t help looking at the senior brother, who also glanced at her. The two senior brothers and sisters looked at each other, as if they had a tacit understanding and wanted to go together.

Then, Ouyang Rong nodded slightly to the embarrassed old Wuzuo, “Speak.”

The old monk bowed his hands and said bluntly:

“My lords, forgive me for my lack of knowledge. This thing… should be non-toxic. It has a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. I don’t know what it does.”

Liu Ziwen sighed: “It’s just a incense bottle, if you don’t believe me, you can let everyone smell it.”

“Shut up! Big or small, is there room for you to intervene in the courtroom?”

Yan Liulang turned his head and scolded, Liu Ziwen choked and stopped talking.

Outside the court, among the waiting members of the Liu family, Liu Zian stood at the very front and looked at his elder brother calmly, and then at the fairy Yuji who fell to the ground.

He thought of the glass of farewell wine that his eldest brother had toasted yesterday when he took them to send off the Fairy Yucheng and the Swordsman of Chang’an.

At that time, the swordsman of Chang’an didn’t drink, but the fairy Yucheng did…

Liu Ziwen is not literary.

Liu Zian lowered his eyes and said nothing, the focus of the audience gathered at the desk, Wang Lengran nodded slightly, and said to Ouyang Rong:
“My lord, looking at it this way, it seems that it has nothing to do with Liu Ziwen. However, I hope Mr. Ouyang will investigate carefully who poisoned it. The impact of poisoning witnesses in the courtroom is too bad.”

The governor of Jiangzhou sighed and shook his head, frowning, as if he was quite worried about the security of Longcheng County.

“Liu Ziwen is now cleared of all ties? This alchemist named Yucheng female fairy was poisoned to death just as she was about to speak. Now it’s all over. No one argues with Liu Ziwen. Are there really so many coincidences in the world?
“I believe anyone with a discerning eye should be able to see this matter. Besides, who is most beneficial and who is most suspected is the most basic logic of deduction. Mr. Wang is well-clothed and well-fed, and he is not familiar with local affairs, so it is better not to open his mouth. Misleading the people and interfering with the county magistrate’s handling of the case.”

Shen Xisheng turned his head and said seriously.

Wang Lengran glanced at him, and snorted softly, “I’m just a suggestion, Mr. Shen is really worried.”

Shen Xisheng didn’t look at him, but turned to Ouyang Rong and said seriously:
“Lord Ouyang just decides the case, Longcheng County is your administrative office, and neither I nor Lord Wang will do it for you.”

Ouyang Rong nodded silently, “Thank you, Mr. Shen, Mr. Wang.”

Even though he said so, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Wang Lengran was faintly supporting Liu Ziwen.

Not to mention that a certain young county magistrate is upright and upright, even if he wants to use outside tricks to beat him up or force him to accuse him, he will probably be confused by the governor of Jiangzhou.

Xie Lingjiang, Yan Liulang and others looked at Ouyang Rong worriedly.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and glanced at the female fairy Yucheng who was bleeding from seven orifices not far away and fell into a coma.

It proved in real time that he was still careless and negligent, or that his opponent was much dirtier than him, but he was still too kind.The chain of evidence that the Liu family bombed Digong gate and sent gangsters pretending to be the county magistrate to assassinate the supervisory envoy was broken on the body of the fairy Yucheng. Before the latter wakes up again, there may be newer evidence, otherwise the two capital crimes seem to be very difficult now. Buckle on Liu’s family and Liu Ziwen’s head.

After a brief introspection, the young county magistrate took a deep breath, then shook his head slightly to Xie, Yan and the others, signaling that there is no need to worry.

After a while, the public trial continued, targeting Ouyang Rong’s charges of bombing the public gate of Di Gong and impersonating the county magistrate to assassinate the supervisory envoy.

Ouyang Rong released some more criminal evidence collected, although it is not as favorable as the previous witnesses such as the jade goddess.

However, it can be proved that Mr. Chen and other gate-repair craftsmen had a subordinate relationship with Immortal Yucheng, who were all paid by the Liu family.

Liu Ziwen had no choice but to insist that it was the fairy Yucheng. As for who was behind the bombing and assassination of the fairy Yucheng and Liu Ziwen, it was impossible to make a complete conclusion for a while.

Finally, the public trial went on for another hour, until the sun in the sky was close to noon, and an accessory crime was tentatively decided.

And this kind of non-death crime, except that Liu Zilin had to beat the board like last time, could not escape, other imprisonment and the like can be redeemed with money, and the Liu family is not short of money.

Xie Lingjiang, Yan Liulang, and most of the people on the field who hated the Liu family became quieter as they listened.

Shen Xisheng looked up at the sun, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, put down his cup, and said kindly: “Master Ouyang, it’s getting late, let’s take a rest first.”

Ouyang Rong rubbed his face, put down the file in his hand, announced the suspension of the public trial, and took a break at noon.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly relaxed.

However, Ouyang Rong didn’t mean to relax in the slightest. He turned his head and called Xie Lingjiang and Yan Liulang, bowing his head and commanding:

“Don’t be discouraged. The crime of blowing up the gate and assassination is the icing on the cake that was not planned. Since Liu Ziwen can’t be convicted, then according to the original plan, the lost female worker of the sword shop and other people who accused the Liu family of evil deeds …

“Let’s go to Ah Shan and ask him if it’s ready. In addition…Liu Lang will help me get a porcelain vase from Meilu Garden. It’s here…be safe and don’t worry, Liu Ziwen don’t want to run away in the second half.”

Ouyang Rong ordered quietly, and Xie Lingjiang and Yan Liulang cheered up a bit after seeing this and hearing the words.

At this moment, the trial was temporarily suspended, and Liu Ziwen’s face seemed to be relieved, and his face was tired.

He exchanged eyes with Wang Lengran who was not far away calmly, and seemed to be grateful.

It didn’t take long to see Ouyang Rong at the case table calmly talking to his subordinates, and glanced over from time to time, the face of the Young Patriarch of the Liu family sank again, his pace quickened, and he turned and left the open space of the open-air court. Behind him was a young county magistrate His gaze kept him on his back.

Outside the courtroom, the ordinary people forming circle after circle subconsciously made way for the Young Patriarch of the Liu family.

Liu Ziwen, who has accumulated a lot of prestige in Longcheng County, didn’t even look at the untouchables who showed fear and hatred around him. He rubbed his face, his tired face was a little serious, as if he was thinking about what to do in the second half .

Not far from the crowd, Liu Zi’an and Liu Zilin led the servants of the Liu family to greet them quickly.

Liu Zilin looked excited.

Liu Zian smiled.

The second head of the Liu family walked in the front, spreading out a cloak prepared for the elder brother with both hands, and went forward.

Liu Ziwen, who had temporarily escaped from the dangerous court, saw them, walked with his hands behind his back on the path made by the crowd, and walked towards the two younger brothers who were welcoming him.

Among the crowd on both sides, a gray felt hat suddenly fell to the ground, and a man bent down to pick it up. Liu Ziwen, who was passing by, saw a figure below him from the corner of his eye, and frowned slightly: “Don’t get in the way…”

Before he finished speaking, the bent man pulled out a dazzling white light from the hat, and stabbed obliquely into Liu Ziwen’s stomach from the bottom up.

This knife.

The white knife goes in, the red knife goes out.

“Ah!” Liu Ziwen screamed and backed away.

When the people on both sides were stunned, the man in the felt hat chased after him with a blood knife in his hand, threw Liu Ziwen down, and sat on him.

Another knife.

This time it’s chest.

The red knife goes in and the red knife goes out.

“You…” Liu Ziwen’s voice stopped abruptly, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes widened.

Both hands are subconsciously grasping the handle of the knife that the man in the felt hat stabbed into his chest. From a distance, the movement of the two “sticking” together seems very intimate. This knife is like Liu Ziwen holding the handle and sending it into the his own chest.

This sudden change happened in less than three breaths, and the crowd of onlookers fell into a deathly silence. All the people watched with their hands tied, and no one stepped forward to help.

It seemed that because he missed the vital heart, the man in the felt hat pulled out his knife and was about to land the third knife, but at this moment, Liu Zilin, Liu Zian and others who were not far away came back to their senses and rushed forward.

“Big brother!”

The man in the felt hat was thrown aside by Liu Zilin, who was full of grief and indignation.

The man in the felt hat kicked the third young master of the Liu family away. In front of everyone in the audience, he turned his head sharply and shouted loudly in the direction of the gongan not far away:
“My lord, I’ll go too!”

After the words fell, the man wiped his neck with blood, and fell to the ground in convulsions.

Yan Liulang, who rushed over quickly, and the other arresters were all stunned when they heard the words, and they didn’t even step forward to check Liu Ziwen’s injury immediately. They couldn’t help but turn their heads together, looking at a certain young county magistrate in the distance .

Ouyang Rong: “…”

The audience erupted instantly.

In the overwhelming noise all around.

“Brother!” Liu Ziwen lay in Liu Zian’s arms, who cried out in grief and indignation.

Liu Ziwen stabbed two knives in his chest, but his heart was still beating, and he missed a complete hit. He covered his chest and panted, and opened his mouth to speak. At this moment, his whole body twitched suddenly. Bright red blood slowly flowed from the seven orifices, such as the eyes, the mouth, etc., which were similar to the signs of poisoning by the fairy Yujinnv before…

There is a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus still permeating the audience.

The blood-stained white blade that fell on the ground had a cold light.

A dungeon boss died, brothers, don’t be embarrassed (bushi)

(End of this chapter)

Chen Feng was momentarily speechless.

Looking at the ‘old father’ with a guilty expression, Chen Feng took a deep breath.

Softly said, “Everything is fine. I am currently preparing to break through to the mid-stage of Nascent Soul.”

Upon hearing this, Qiu Lingzun’s face showed a hint of joy, followed by a stronger sense of guilt.

Over the years, he had not been able to help his daughter and could only watch her drift to the Southern Region.

Becoming the lord of a small city, guarding a first-grade spiritual vein.

How hateful!

From the information provided by the other party, Chen Feng heard some different news.

For example, the previous emperor.

Countless information deductions emerged in his mind for a moment.

Various causes and effects.

No wonder, as one of the three major families, the Qiu family could only watch their own daughter drift away.

After Qiu Lingzun inquired about Chen Ruoxi’s well-being for a while, he pondered for a moment.

Then, feeling a bit hesitant, he asked, “I heard that Jiao’er has given birth to a son now…”

Chen Feng: …

“Cough cough.”

Chen Feng cleared his throat twice, his eyes flickering.

The Mountain Lord on the side also paused for a moment.

He quickly waved his hand, and a barrier enveloped the three of them.

Causing the surrounding Nascent Soul powerhouses who intentionally or unintentionally approached to eavesdrop and try to hear something to show a regretful expression.

“Yes, his name is Chen Chuhao. He has dual ice and thunder spiritual roots and has already reached Foundation Building,” Chen Feng said.

“Hmm?”

Qiu Lingzun suddenly froze, his mouth agape.

“Wait, you said he has reached Foundation Building?”

Qiu Lingzun couldn’t believe his ears. His own grandson.

Dual spiritual roots were one thing, but as far as he knew, he was only in his twenties, right?

“That’s right.” Chen Feng also felt a bit proud when he said this.

“Damn, I like this name.” Qiu Lingzun’s face lit up, nodding gently.

He expressed great approval for this name.

Chen Feng cleared his throat twice.

“Chen Chuhao.”

“Oh, right, Chuhao, hahaha.”

Qiu Lingzun’s face also lit up, feeling extremely happy.

He was also aware of the matter regarding Chen Ruoxi.

A sixty-year-old Gold Core stage cultivator allowed him to hold his head high among his old friends.

And now, his little grandson was even more formidable.

“How old is Chuhao?” he asked.

His eyes flickered slightly.

“Thirteen.” Chen Feng pondered for a moment and said softly.

“Thirteen, hahaha, good… wait, what did you say?”

“What did you say?”

“Thirteen years old?!”

The two old men exclaimed in unison, their expressions frozen on their faces.

Chen Feng touched his nose in annoyance. Even he found it terrifying that Chen Chuhao had reached Foundation Building at the age of thirteen.

He had even given that half-immortal relic to the little guy.

He had long anticipated the shock of the two old men.

Qiu Lingzun looked up to the sky and let out a long howl.

This scene was extremely bizarre.

Outside the barrier, the Nascent Soul cultivators watched Qiu Lingzun, who was tilting his head back and making a wolf howl with a strange smile on his face.

They were also amazed.

“Old Qiu, calm down.”

Chu Yunzhen walked forward and grabbed his shoulder, shaking him vigorously.

Those who didn’t know would have thought the two were fighting.

In fact, Chu Yunzhen was also extremely delighted.

Finally, he had caught an opportunity.

“Old ghost Yun, stop shaking me!”

Qiu Lingzun pushed Chu Yunzhen away and returned to his normal expression.

Softly said, “Once this matter is settled, can I go back and see my grandson?”

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng looked at him, then looked at the sky.

He had no problem, but what about Xia Jiao?

How will she react?

Chen Feng did not agree and shook his head.

“You should talk to Jiao’er about this.”

Qiu Lingzun’s face showed a hint of disappointment. “Will she meet with me?”

“Damn it, don’t you know what kind of personality Jiao is?”

Chu Yun stepped forward and slapped him.

“Regardless, you must go and meet her!”

“It’s not your fault for what happened back then!”

“Who knows, Chu Tianzhang is such a bastard, and Yun Ming is so unreasonable, favoring that bastard kid!”

“I understand…” Qiu Lingzun nodded and looked at Chen Feng, clasping his hands together.

“Husband, I will rely on you then.”

“You’re flattering me.” Chen Feng took a step forward and lifted Qiu Lingzun’s hand.

“At that time, you can come back with me, I believe Jiao’er will understand.”

Hearing their conversation, Chen Feng suddenly understood.

He imagined a scene of love and hatred.

However, as the two main culprits of that incident, one died in the national war.

The other was killed by himself in the secret realm.

It can be considered as settling karma.

After this matter was resolved, the atmosphere between the three of them improved.

They started talking, and Chen Feng also understood.

The so-called Grand Marshal is just a small boat in political struggles.

In the end, it’s still a matter of strength.

Everything is fine now, but it’s only on the surface.

If he hadn’t stopped at Nascent Soul, everything would probably not be like it is now.

Chu Yunjie and Huayu both gave him benefits.

It can be seen as an investment.

Furthermore, even if something happens, Chen Feng can take all his descendants and leave.

There are many places to settle in the world. After a few hundred years, he will definitely break through Soul Formation and even more.

By then, who can stop him when he comes back to seek revenge?

Of course, these are all worst-case scenarios.

The people of Great Chu are not all fools.

Time passed in a flash.

The final battle for the throne broke out.

Under the gaze of more than thirty Nascent Soul cultivators from Great Chu, Chen Feng stepped slowly into the battlefield.

The center of the battlefield where he would fight Qi Yanbing.

The opponent had been waiting for a long time.

Wearing plain clothes, with a sword hanging from his waist, engraved with countless intertwined runes.

On the front of the sword, the golden characters “Great Cloud” shone brightly.

“Spiritual Treasure,” Chen Feng said in a deep voice, noticing the opponent’s sword at a glance.

The sword of imperial power!

“Zhuannan King of Great Chu, I have been waiting for you for a long time.”

The opponent spoke first, majestic and imposing, exuding the aura of a ruler.

The aura of a ruler, incredibly powerful.

As if everything should bow down under the imperial power.

Chen Feng felt a weight on his body, as if the opponent was using his momentum to suppress him.

If the momentum was fully accumulated, the opponent’s strength would probably increase even more.

In the face of the opponent’s momentum, Chen Feng would be at a disadvantage.

“What do I have to fear?”

“Hahaha!”

Chen Feng laughed loudly. Since they wanted to compete in momentum, who would lose?

The power of his bloodline surged, and golden light soared into the sky, breaking through the purple clouds.

With one step, his blood and qi surged. Chen Feng smiled lightly.

A gust of wind blew, thunderous might filled the sky. Chen Feng stepped on the lightning and moved forward with the wind.

In an instant, the opponent’s momentum was broken.

“Great Cloud Lord, who else in this world dares to claim invincibility?”

“Only I, Chen Feng!”

“Hahaha!”

“Boom!”

Thunder danced, golden light shone, as if the entire world was in turmoil.

Chen Feng’s mana was also rapidly depleting, his hair dancing wildly.

For a moment, he seemed like a True Immortal descending to the world.