Transmigrated to the Great Ming Dynasty, I became Emperor Zhu Youxiao, the Carpenter Emperor. Well then, I'll hide behind the scenes; I'll take the blame, and you all go die.
Zheng Xuhong, standing beneath the throne, was surprised and looked grim. She looked up at the King of Joseon and said, "Your Majesty, this is not a rumor. This news just came from the Park family. It is said that the person is really dead."
After hearing this, the King of Korea's face turned ugly. He looked at Zheng Xuhong and asked, "What exactly is going on? Tell me quickly."
Zheng Xuhong was helpless, but could only say, "It is said that Park Zhengyang did nothing after returning home today. He simply locked himself in his room, and the servants did not dare to disturb him. The servants did not dare to go over until dinner time. But when they entered the room, they found that he was gone. It is said that he committed suicide."
The King of Korea listened sullenly, and after a long pause he asked, "How did he die? By poison or hanging?"
Although he was shocked and still couldn't believe it, the facts were already in front of him: Park Zhengyang was really dead. The Park family would not lie about this matter, there was no way to lie. People are alive, they are alive, and people are dead, they are dead.
At this time, the King of Korea was very shocked.
Although Park Jung-yang is dead, he is very happy. Recently, Park Jung-yang has been dancing very happily. He was the pioneer of the veteran group. Now that he is gone, it is really good.
But how did this person disappear? What is hidden behind this?
This made the King of Korea worry.
What's more, under the current circumstances, Park Jung-yang's death is not a good thing. It is too stimulating and it is not a good thing for anyone.
"It is said that he stabbed himself in the back with a knife five times and committed suicide." Zheng Xuhong hesitated and said with a strange expression.
Zheng Xuhong herself couldn't believe this. What kind of person would choose to commit suicide by stabbing someone in the back? How awkward and painful would that be?
I wanted to die, so why did I stab myself in the back with a knife? Why did I suffer this?
Sure enough, after hearing this, the King of Korea's eyes widened. He stood up and looked at Zheng Xuhong in front of him, and asked in disbelief, "Do you believe it?"
"I don't believe it." Zheng Xuhong said helplessly, "This looks like murder. How could it be suicide? No one would stab themselves in the back. It's too much trouble. Everyone who commits suicide wants a clean and painless end. Stabbing someone in the back is both difficult and painful. But the Park family reported it as suicide, so no one else can say anything."
The King of Korea glared, slammed the table angrily and said, "The more you try to cover up something, the more obvious it becomes! You are simply trying to cover up something and making it even more obvious! Who did this?"
"This matter cannot be allowed to be let go like this. We must investigate thoroughly!"
Zheng Xuhong stood aside somewhat awkwardly.
It was the first time he saw his king so angry.
In Zheng Xuhong's opinion, it's better that Park Zhengyang is dead, as he has been everywhere these days.
"Your Majesty, this matter may not be easy to investigate." Zheng Xuhong said hesitantly, "The case itself happened in their family. Now the person is dead, and Park Zhengyang's family insists it was suicide. Even if it was homicide, any evidence may have been destroyed, making it very difficult to investigate."
Upon hearing this, the King of Korea’s face instantly darkened. How could he not know?
But he was so angry. He felt like there was something strange going on. He had this bad feeling that something might go wrong.
"Do you believe Park Jung-yang will commit suicide?" The King of North Korea asked Zheng Xuhong, staring straight at him.
"Your Majesty, of course I don't believe it. Park Jung-yang is in the prime of his life now. Not only does he hold power in the court, he also has a very good relationship with the Ming Dynasty. It is said that he is going to marry a rich daughter from an adult's family. I really can't imagine why Park Jung-yang would commit suicide at this time?" Zheng Xuhong told him everything he was thinking.
"That's right." The King of Joseon nodded in agreement, his tone softening as he continued, "We all know he didn't commit suicide, but was murdered. I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling. Park Jung-yang's death this time might be the beginning of some trouble. So I want to investigate."
"Zheng Xuhong, you must go there in person and find out exactly how Park Zhengyang died. If he was murdered, then what was the person behind the murder? We must find out!"
Zheng Xuhong was very upset.
He really didn't want to do this job. The king could see that this was the beginning of trouble, and Zheng Xuhong was no fool, so of course he knew that this was the beginning of trouble, and it would definitely be a very big trouble.
If he hadn't gotten involved, it might have been fine. But if he investigated Park Jung-yang's affairs now, he would have gotten himself involved, and he might even end up at the center of this trouble.
Who wants to get involved in this crap?
What's more, someone like Park Jung-yang is dead, so he is dead.
But when she looked up at the King of Korea, she saw that his own king had a serious face and was staring at her with red eyes. Zheng Xuhong felt helpless.
This does not allow me to refuse. If I refuse at this time, I am afraid that the king will label me as a veteran.
Although she was very reluctant, Zheng Xuhong could only bite the bullet and say, "Okay, I'll go right away."
After saying that, he walked out with firm steps.
Looking at Zheng Xuhong's back, the King of Korea finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the throne.
Park Jung-yang's home.
At this time, the whole house was filled with a sad atmosphere. The mourning hall was set up, and the spirit banners were hung high. The unburned paper money was blown by the wind and flew into the air.
The monks who chanted sutras had already been invited, and the funeral music was also played, making it look like a grand funeral.
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