Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

Seeing that Zhao Feng was so anxious that he almost lost his composure, Zhou Zheng did not dare to delay.

Straight to the point:

"In the past few days, Zhou Lixuan and Fan Songde have attempted suicide many times but were stopped. They have also fainted from the torture many times. My subordinates use ginseng soup and other precious herbs every day to keep them alive..."

"The torture instruments in the imperial prison flowed over and over like water."

"Finally, he couldn't stand the torture and confessed."

"Based on separate interrogations, repeated comparisons, and confirmation, the person above these two individuals is a monk far away in Peking. This monk's identity is also unusual. He is the Prince of Yan, who was sent to Peking by the former Emperor Hongwu... He is the monk who presided over the registration of monks. His Dharma name is 'Daoyan'."

"The two individuals were interrogated separately throughout the trial, so there was absolutely no possibility of collusion. Furthermore, based on their confessions, we also recovered some undestroyed correspondence, which can serve as substantial evidence."

Zhou Zheng was only responsible for the interrogation in the interrogation room. In order to ensure that the results were not misleading, Zhao Feng did not tell him about the "Monk Daoyan" incident in advance. Therefore, Zhou Zheng just calmly and calmly told him the results of his hard work for several days as usual.

But when he spoke to the end, he couldn't help but pause. After all, this matter involved too many aspects and involved Zhu Di, the Prince of Yan.

But this is the result.

This was not unexpected for Zhou Zheng.

The new emperor ascended the throne, the ruler was young and the country was in doubt. The major vassal kings were of noble blood and had military achievements, and they were at the prime of their youth and strength - this was very normal.

What Zhou Zheng didn't expect was.

His boss, who was usually calm and steady, was unusually uneasy and gasped on the spot: "Hiss..."

Then he stared blankly, as if mumbling to himself, "His Royal Highness Prince Yan's chief monk... Monk Daoyan..."

"really!"

At this moment, Zhao Feng felt that his mood could not be described in words. There were only ten thousand alpaca horses galloping in his heart.

The actual result is exactly the same as what Your Majesty said!

There was only one thought in his mind:

“It’s actually… it’s actually that damn bald ass!!!”

"Your Majesty, without any clues, not only knew that it was Prince Yan who did this, but he also knew exactly who he ordered to do it!!"

“How on earth did they do that!?”

“How is it possible!?”

"..."

Although he was mentally prepared, Zhao Feng still couldn't remain calm when what Zhu Yunhuan said casually was confirmed by solid evidence - mainly because the matter seemed too outrageous no matter how he thought about it!

To say this is a guess.

It is not impossible to guess which prince it is. After all, although the previous emperor had many princes, only a few of them were the most motivated and capable.

But could the person actually carrying out the operation... also be fooled? How could he, by such coincidence, have been given the identity of a "monk"? — After all, usurping the throne and fighting for the throne, no matter how you think about it, shouldn't be associated with monks?

I saw my boss's face changing again and again.

Zhou Zheng, who came from the interrogation room to report the news, looked confused. In his opinion - this answer... shouldn't be so shocking, right?

But he soon noticed it again.

There were three people in this office. After hearing the news, another person, the colleague who had been here before Zhao Feng arrived and reported the situation to him, also lost control of his expression...

I saw a look of realization on the other person's face.

As if he had figured something out, he, like Zhao Feng who had stood up from behind his desk, muttered something he couldn't understand: "Monk... Daoyan... Could it be... How is this possible...!?"

Zhou Zheng's face looked even more confused.

I was confused and thought to myself, "What did I miss?"

When Zhou Zheng said the name "Daoyan".

The Jinyiwei who had been here before naturally immediately remembered what he had done a few days ago - following the instructions of his immediate superior Zhao Feng, he went to the Monk Registration Department of the Ministry of Rites to investigate a monk named "Daoyan"!!!

No wonder.

As soon as his immediate superior heard about the so-called "temple", he began to look incredulous.

"Did Master Zhao know this all along, or guess it?"

"No, if that were the case, Lord Zhao wouldn't be so shocked and incredulous. Someone else must have known or guessed it long ago and told Lord Zhao a few days ago..."

When he connected all the bits and pieces of what he knew together, he had some vague guesses and ideas in his mind.

And on Zhao Feng's side.

He was so shocked that he couldn't manage his expression, nor did he have time to care about the two subordinates in front of him. After a moment of silence, he looked out the door into the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed with a dazed look, "God! Your Majesty is truly amazing!"

Hearing what Zhao Feng said.

The Jinyiwei who had replied immediately grasped the key information and gasped, his mind trembling. "What did Lord Zhao just say? He said... Your Majesty! So the one who knew or guessed this in advance was Your Majesty!?"

They can be considered Zhao Feng's capable and trusted deputies.

Everyone knows that the so-called "military advisor behind the scenes" rumored in the streets does not exist. Your Majesty is Your Majesty.

At this time, the one who realized the greatest magical power was the teenage emperor.

Naturally, it was difficult for him to remain calm.

Elsewhere, Zhou Zheng, completely clueless about what his superiors and colleagues were up to, looked at Zhao Feng tentatively and asked, "Sir?"