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

The huge Ganquan Palace suddenly became quiet.

Xiao Qingfang knelt on one knee, staring at the ground.

She admitted that she had gone too far this time and that she had not yet obtained any valuable information.

If Wu Zetian was not angry when the imperial teacher was played around by her like this, then she was really good to her.

"Tell me what happened." Wu Zetian said calmly without getting angry.

"Yes."

Xiao Qingfang did not hesitate and told Wu Zetian everything that happened after he led people to find Zixia Temple.

Wu Zetian listened to Xiao Qingfang's description and nodded from time to time.

Only after Xiao Qingfang finished speaking did Wu Zetian put down the magic weapon and said thoughtfully:

"That is to say, Wang Zhiyuan is not among He Yun's accomplices. However, judging from your progress, He Yun has definitely joined forces with those who rebelled against me."

"He Yun is just a Flying Dragon Envoy of the Inner Guards, a stinky horse-raising Bi Ma Wen. What can he use to make friends with those people?"

"If Wang Zhiyuan is not the murderer behind the scenes, this magic weapon can be used. Moreover, the murderer behind the scenes is still hiding in the shadows. Who could this murderer be?"

"Is it my good nephew Wu Sansi, or one of my good sons and daughters?"

Xiao Qingfang, who was half-kneeling below, said nothing and buried her head even lower.

"Qingfang, tell me someone. I really want to know who is playing this trick on me."

"I don't know."

"But I hope you can make a guess."

"I am willing to follow Lord Li Cunxi to find out the truth of the case, and then report back to Your Majesty."

"also……"

Wu Zetian was about to say something when Chunxiang, who was waiting outside, suddenly walked in.

"Your Majesty, Lord Li Cunxi, Lord Wu Yanhao, General Hu Jinghui, and General Li Yuanfang are here."

Wu Zetian chuckled and said, "Please come in, Qingfang, you should get up too."

"Yes!"

Xiao Qingfang quickly stood up and stood aside.

After a few sips of tea, Li Cunxi, Hu Jinghui, Li Yuanfang and Wu Yanhao came in together.

After paying respect to Wu Zetian, Li Cunxi said, "Your Majesty looks so radiant after not seeing you for a few days."

"I have had a good sleep these two days. Tell me, Cunxi, is there anything you want to talk to me about?" Wu Zetian asked with a smile.

"Your Majesty, I came here just to ask a few questions to facilitate the investigation of this case." Li Cunxi smiled shyly.

"Go ahead."

"Your Majesty, where does the tranquilizing medicine you drink every day come from?"

"The imperial kitchen."

“Who else has come into contact with them?”

"Chunxiang."

Li Cunxi said, "Oh," and then asked, "Is she the only one who can get in touch with it?"

Wu Zetian's expression froze, and she looked at Chunxiang standing outside the palace in confusion, then nodded and said, "Yes, every time the imperial kitchen delivers food, it is she who brings it to me."

Chunxiang, who was standing outside, heard sporadic noises coming from inside and felt nervous.

"I would like to ask for your permission to investigate the imperial kitchen!" Li Cunxi said loudly.

"Okay." Wu Zetian said.

"When will your majesty drink the tranquilizing soup?"

"It's getting dark, and the imperial kitchen will soon be preparing the calming soup and sending it over. I'll drink it while it's hot after they deliver it."

"I will go to the imperial kitchen and keep an eye on it now."

"Go... Cunxi, you are truly my loyal minister. When the new emperor ascends the throne, you will replace Di Huaiying." Wu Zetian suddenly said with emotion.

Li Cunxi bowed deeply and said, "Long live your majesty."

"How can anyone achieve eternal life? Go ahead."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

……

Imperial Room.

It was dusk and the sky was getting dark. The chefs in the imperial kitchen began to get busy.

Unlike the poor people outside, Wu Zetian, at her age, was particular about eating exquisite and nutritious food. So her chefs made beautiful and delicious food every day, and of course, she also had to have a bowl of soothing medicine every day.

Since Wu Zetian had nightmares repeatedly, she increased the amount of tranquilizing medicine from one bowl a day to two bowls a day, just to make her sleep more comfortably.

But it's basically useless. I drank a tranquilizing medicine a few days ago, but I still have nightmares. If it weren't for the national teacher Wang Zhiyuan who came and pretended to be a ghost and performed a magic trick, I might still have nightmares every day.

When the scene inside was in full swing, Hu Jinghui came in with the Qianniu Guards. With his order, the entire imperial kitchen was controlled by the Qianniu Guards.

"You can come in." Hu Jinghui shouted at the door.

The chefs in the imperial kitchen were trembling with fear, not knowing what was going on in the imperial kitchen today.

In the past, the army would never enter the imperial kitchen, let alone the Qianniu Guards, the emperor's personal guards.

Under the gaze of everyone, three people came in from outside.

Two of them are very young, and one is a little older.

The person who looked the youngest stood in the middle, occupying the center position among the three.

"I am Li Cunxi, and I have come to look for the master chef who prepared the decoction for your majesty to calm your nerves."

Li Cunxi, who was standing among the three people, glanced at the chefs with a smile.

"I don't know. Who among you is going to make the soothing medicine for His Majesty?"

The chefs pushed each other, and finally one of them stood up and said in great embarrassment:

"Sir, since His Majesty has had nightmares many times, we have all taken turns to make a decoction for His Majesty to calm his nerves. We dare not slack off, sir."

Li Cunxi and Wu Yanhao exchanged glances quickly.

Taking turns to boil the medicine can illustrate a problem.

Unless these chefs are accomplices of Flying Dragon Envoy He Yun, they are absolutely innocent.

Wu Zetian had been having nightmares for a long time. There were at least ten people taking turns to make the medicine. It was impossible that the entire imperial kitchen was full of thieves.

"Do the people who usually bring the calming medicine also take turns?" Wu Yanhao asked.

"Sir, these were delivered by the young disciples in turn." another master chef replied.

"Who will your medicine end up in?"

"Your Majesty has a personal maidservant named Chunxiang. The tranquilizing medicine we sent over will eventually be given to Chunxiang."

"Very good, you said it very well. Have you prepared the tranquilizing medicine for today?"

"Sir, today's tranquilizing medicine has not yet started to boil."

"Okay, start boiling the medicine now. I want to see your tranquilizing medicine ready."

"Yes, sir, please come over here."

……

Princess Taiping Mansion.

Xuguzi took a sip of tea calmly, shaking his head as he felt the fragrance of the tea.

"Master, the inner guards have massacred Zixia Temple, how can you remain so calm?"

Princess Taiping walked back and forth in the main hall with an extremely ugly look on her face.

"The internal security has no evidence." Xuguzi said.

"What do you mean?"

"If the inner guards had evidence, they would have killed my disciple directly instead of sparing his life. If the inner guards had evidence, I'm afraid you and I would have been killed by them too."

"Does that mean we still have a chance?"

“We always have opportunities.”