Uncle Detective Di Renjie, I build a crime-solving team

In fact, there are not many people in the court who have grudges against both of them.

They are nothing more than Prince Liang and his faction, as well as the many male favorites in Wu Zetian's harem.

That's all the people there are. The rest are almost impossible to find.

For example, those people in the Li clan, even if Li Qingxia was brought back to life, they would only curse "Fatty Di" under extremely angry conditions. If you asked them to curse Xue Aocao, she would definitely not be able to do it.

"Then we can basically lock it down."

"Except for Wu Sansi, all the officials of my Wu family are on my side. I know exactly who is under their command. They would not do such a thing without my order."

"It seems that the only three people left in your majesty's harem who are capable of committing such a serious crime after making enemies with Xue Aocao are Huaiyi, Zhang Changzong, and Zhang Yizhi."

"Huai Yi is now in the White Horse Temple outside Luoyang City. Even if we kill his mother, he can't rush to Chang'an, let alone send people to secretly kill everyone in the Xue Mansion... Although Zhang Changzong has some psychological problems, he may not be able to commit such a cruel crime... Only Zhang Yizhi is left. This man is arrogant and domineering, so it's not surprising that he committed such a big crime."

Wu Chengsi analyzed the case carefully and finally felt that Zhang Yizhi must be one of the murderers.

Of course, this is just Wu Chengsi's sixth sense.

There is currently no evidence to prove that Zhang Yizhi is the murderer, nor is there any evidence to prove that Zhang Yizhi is one of the murderers.

"That is to say, the other murderer is actually King Liang." Xiao Qingfang pursed her lips. "Once Xue Aocao, who protected the heirs of the Li family, died, it would seem that it would be much easier for King Liang to harm the heirs of the Li family. Moreover, the sudden rise of Fengyilang must have also threatened King Liang..."

Li Cunxi's hand next to him suddenly loosened, and the teacup fell onto the table, the tea spilled out, and the teacup rolled around on the table.

Coming to his senses, Li Cunxi reached out and put the teacup back in front of him.

"If my guess is correct, there is no trace of anything in Xue's mansion. Xue Aocao left nothing for us."

"If you really want to investigate the case, I have a good idea. I just don't know if you are willing to play a trick with me."

Wu Chengsi became interested and raised his eyebrows:

"Could it be that you used this special method when you tried the case in Huzhou County?"

……

“It’s really not easy to see you.”

"What's wrong."

"It seems like a lot of things happened in Chang'an."

"Whatever happens, what can it do to us?"

"I'm so panicked. I feel like someone is going to find us soon. Do you think it's possible that they're back?"

"Aren't they all dead? If they are dead, what can they do to us? Don't put pressure on yourself secretly. At worst, we still have King Liang above us. With King Liang protecting us, we don't need to be afraid of anything."

"Really? Then take a look at this."

In an inn in Jiangzhou.

Six people wearing black robes hid their faces under the black robes.

One of them took out a piece of news and passed it to everyone to read. This news came from Chang'an. After the Youzhou case was over, Li Cunxi was awarded the title of the eighth-rank supervisory censor, and Wu Sansi sent someone to deliver this piece of news.

The general content of the message was to tell them to be damn careful, not to act pretentiously, and not to act so arrogantly. The youngest son of Duke Huang was back, and would seek revenge on them sooner or later. They were lambs to be slaughtered in front of Li Cunxi, and if they were not careful enough, Li Cunxi might kill their entire family one day.

One of them was horrified after reading it, pointed at the page and trembled all over, temporarily losing the ability to speak.

After a long while, he recovered and said sadly, "It's over, it's over, it's over, who is this Li Cunxi, who is the youngest son of Duke Huang, Li Cunxi? It's clearly the deadly demon Li Zezhou!"

"Li Zezhou, the youngest son of Duke Huang, is one of the few direct descendants of Duke Huang who escaped the massacre. Why doesn't he live on... I feel like we may be dead. We don't know when he will come, bringing wrath and destroying everything we have now."

A man next to him couldn't stand it anymore and said unhappily:

"Okay, Zhao Fucai, you are now Pingnan Hou Xue Qinglin, and you have enjoyed a good life for ten years. What are you still talking about here? It's just that Li Zezhou has returned. We were able to frame Li Ai back then, so we can try to frame Li Zezhou now."

Xue Qinglin, the Marquis of Pingnan, who was also known as Zhao Fucai, was like a drowning man who saw a floating log, or a dying man who saw an elixir of life.

He was so sad that he suddenly became happy again and said, "We will go to Chang'an and sue Li Zezhou for plotting rebellion as the heir of the Li family. With Prince Liang in the court, we will be able to sue Li Zezhou easily!"

"You idiot, you believe everything he says!" another person said, "Can't you see what the King of Wei said? Li Cunxi is not only the youngest son of the late Duke of Huang Li Ai, Li Zezhou, but also the nephew of Di Renjie. He is also the most favored student of the King of Wei Wu Chengsi! If you dare to make false accusations, I can guarantee that you will be beaten to death by Di Renjie's disciples in the Taiji Hall."

"I'm holding a steel whip and I'm going to beat you! I'm going to beat you to death, you living turtle!" Another person spoke at the right time and couldn't help but sing out.

Xue Qinglin, who was stimulated, stood up, pointed at everyone, and roared:

"Humph, this won't work, and that won't work. I'm alone anyway, so what do I have to be afraid of? At worst, if Li Cunxi comes to Jiangzhou, I'll fight him to the death. What about you?"

"You have a family with old and young. Our false accusation harmed the Huang family. Can Li Cunxi be so kind as to spare the lives of your entire family? Stop joking!"

"Over a decade of hardships and winds, over a decade of misery, Li Cunxi lost his parents and family when he was only three years old. He himself is the bitter fruit left over from not getting rid of the roots when cutting the weeds. How could he not know the importance of getting rid of the roots when cutting the weeds?"

"I tell you, if Li Cunxi comes to Jiangzhou, none of you will survive. Li Cunxi will definitely kill all of you. None of you will survive. Not only you, but also your wives, children, and your parents will all die!"

Xue Qinglin was panting and felt like he was almost suffocating. It was only with the help of his good brothers that he was able to sit down on the chair smoothly.

Don’t people know that Li Cunxi has come and will definitely wipe them out?

Of course they knew it, and now they were just trying to have fun despite the hardship.

One more day lived is one more day, one more second free is one more second.

As for fighting with Li Cunxi, let's forget about it. He is a thirteen-year-old censor of the eighth rank. In three years, killing them will be like killing chickens.

Even though they were all high-ranking officials, if Li Cunxi insisted on killing them, Wu Zetian would only agree with him wholeheartedly.

"Master, the latest news from King Liang."

A servant came in hurriedly and handed Wu Sansi's letter to the leader.

After reading the letter, the leader was shocked: "What? From the sixth rank to the rank of Fengyilang!"