After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

The whip was pulled back and thrown directly into a copper basin filled with clean water, and the imperial guards helped to wash it.

Shen Jinmo bowed his head slightly and personally opened the shackles on Xia Ling's hands and feet.

Shen Jinmo leaned forward slightly and moved closer to Xia Ling's ear.

"You are indeed Xia Hong's son. You are as ambitious as him and are not worthy of being a human being."

"When you get to the underworld, don't run around. Wait for the person you are waiting for, and then go to the eighteen levels of hell together."

Xia Ling looked up suddenly when he heard that. All those details that could never be connected together were completely woven into a web.

The shackles in his hands hit the tiger in the cage. The tiger, which was hurt, was instantly enraged and roared angrily, becoming more and more majestic.

Without even a moment's hesitation, Xia Ling ran madly across the courtyard.

The food on the plate, which had been stationary, began to jump in front of the tiger. The tiger, accustomed to chasing and pouncing on its prey, leaped up and pounced fiercely towards Xia Ling.

Xia Ling hit the hammer again and again, and shouted frantically towards the outside of the inner prison.

"Shen Jinmo is a traitor."

"Shen Jinmo wants to kill the king."

"Shen Jinmo wants to change the country's ownership."

"Shen Jinmo wants to return the country to...ah...to the lineage of the late...late emperor..."

The ink-black robe was torn apart by the tiger's claws, and the bright yellow dragon robe and dragon boots were stripped off by the tiger.

From bottom to bottom, Xia Ling was devoured bite by bite by the hungry tiger.

The tiger, which was used to eating dead meat, once again tasted such a fresh meal. Even though it felt full, it continued to lick the blood on the ground.

After all the blood in the yard was licked clean, the tiger lay on the ground again and looked at Shen Jinmo in a flattering manner.

It seemed as if he was asking when he could taste something as delicious as this again.

Shen Jinmo said to the guards at the door: "Drive it in. Eunuch Lin has raised this tiger strong and healthy. Give it a reward."

"I obey my orders."

The frightened imperial guards trembled as they moved toward the tiger with iron clubs. The tiger stood up straight and roared at the imperial guards with a playful intention.

All the imperial guards were frightened by the roar and took several steps back.

Shen Jinmo took the clean whip, turned back and glared at the tiger, and the tiger then went into the iron cage by itself.

The iron chains were locked and the black cloth was covered. Shen Jinmo looked at the rather messy inner prison and called a young eunuch over.

"Clean this inner prison inside and out, and ventilate it while the sun is still strong. Don't let me see any trace of Xia Ling's presence."

The palace maids and eunuchs who "accidentally" witnessed the whole scene leaned against the wall and vomited continuously after Shen Jinmo left. Not to mention today's lunch, they even vomited out the bile in their stomachs.

Word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and by dusk the chief eunuch had heard the whole story.

Xia Ling’s death was not a big deal, but there were so many suspicious points about it that anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was a bit weird.

Taking the opportunity to serve Xia Hong's writing, the chief eunuch casually mentioned: "Your Majesty, I heard that the late crown prince died today."

Xia Hong picked up the ink painting he had just finished, and after blowing the ink dry gently, he asked, "Did Wang Heng go to deal with him today?"

"Yes, Lord Shen went there in person."

"I heard from my subordinates that Lord Shen was really cruel. Before the death of the former crown prince, he kept shouting that Lord Shen wanted to rebel."

"What's even more frightening is that the former crown prince was swallowed alive by the tiger while wearing his dragon robe."

Xia Hong glanced sideways at the chief eunuch and tore the painting with the ink smeared off into pieces bit by bit in front of him.

Finally, the fragments fell on the eunuch's face, and Xia Hong turned and walked towards the inner hall.

He raised his hand and pointed at the eunuch who was kneeling on the ground behind him: "Drag him away and chop him off. In the future, if anyone dares to criticize Wang Heng, don't reply to me, I will beat him to death directly."

"Oh, right, torture them severely and check all the servants in the palace. Anyone who is still gossiping will be beheaded."

Xia Hong had seen and experienced many cases of using dragon robes to frame people for rebellion, so when he heard about it now, he didn't feel anything at all.

Xia Hong knew Shen Jinmo's loyalty better than anyone else.

Those who wantonly slandered Shen Jinmo because they coveted him deserved to die.

In Nanfeng Pavilion, Xie Nanxing was sitting at the table fiddling with an abacus. The doorman of Qing Pavilion handed Xie Nanxing the latest developments in the imperial city.

Knowing that Xie Nanxing was busy with accounts and couldn't read the secret letter, he took advantage of the gap between Xie Nanxing checking an account book and picked out the most important things to talk about.

"Master, Xia Ling was eaten by a tiger and howled a lot before he died. Many people in the palace were beaten for this, and the chief eunuch in front of the emperor even lost his head."

Xie Nanxing flipped open another account book and counted for a long time before asking, "Did Xia Hong have these people killed?"

Director Qing's fox eyes were particularly bright, and he subconsciously praised: "Master, you are really as good as a god."

Xie Nanxing gave Director Qing a look of contempt: "If you really have nothing to praise, then there's no need to praise."

Director Qing never got tired of hearing the same thing over and over again. Xie Nanxing's ears were already callused from hearing it so many times.

"Eh..." He smiled and replied, "Master, you really have a plan for everything."

He chuckled softly, thinking that this was understandable.

Shen Jinmo was on the verge of life and death not long ago, and Xia Hong is now extremely moved. Anyone with a bit of brains would not say anything bad about Shen Jinmo in front of Xia Hong.

Naturally, a brainless person cannot escape death in front of the emperor.

After handing the final verified account book to Director Qing, Xie Nanxing asked, "When will Ah Huai come to the capital?"

It was customary to send all the account books to Xie Nanxing, but in the past when Yang Huai was around, Xie Nanxing would mostly just look at the general ledger and it would be done as long as it was roughly correct.

Since Yang Huai was not around, it was easy for confusion to arise from sending the account books back and forth, so Xie Nanxing could only do the calculations himself.

After checking the accounts over the past few months, Xie Nanxing felt that he had lost a lot of hair.

"I estimate it will only take a few days. When Manager Yang arrives, you won't have to do this calculation on your own anymore."

Xie Nanxing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "Send a letter to Dingxi County: Xia Ling is dead, the emperor's heart has returned, the opportunity cannot be missed, quickly plan for the great cause."

Just hearing these words, Master Qing felt excited.

They had finally waited for the day when they could gather the scattered chess pieces together on the chessboard.

The light is really within reach.

"Do we still need to suppress the news of the frequent assassinations of officials in various counties?"

Xie Nanxing is in charge of Nanfeng Pavilion. All information related to the core figures of this God Capital needs his stamp before it can be passed on.

Any news outside the Divine Capital that may affect the government must have passed through his hands before it could be brought in.

The current situation in the court will not cause any chaos if things go smoothly, but if such false news comes out, it will cause great damage.

Instead of answering, he asked, "Tomorrow night is the Oiran auction?"

It would have been fine if this matter had not been mentioned, but as soon as Director Qing mentioned it, he started crying.

"Master, if the Lord knew about this, he would really beat me to death."

Even if there really is an impenetrable wall in the world, the wall between Shen Jinmo and Xie Nanxing would surely be smashed to pieces by Shen Jinmo's whip.