This event caused such a great commotion that even the emperor himself came. All the important officials in Yicheng rushed over upon hearing the news, including Yang Sheng, the Commandant of Yi County, Liao Ling, the Lord of Yicheng, and other mid- to high-ranking officials.
Of course, some officials from the Yan Kingdom who were unaware of the situation also arrived at the same time. When they saw that the King of Yan had been subdued, their expressions changed drastically.
But Zhang Jie did not give them a chance to leave, and took the opportunity to control them.
The only regret is that the Crown Prince of Yan and Sun Xun, the Chancellor of Yan, did not come; it is said that they went to another place.
When Zu'an returned to the courtyard, everyone's gaze towards him changed instantly.
Although his status as a top-ranking embroiderer was terrifying, many of the people present were powerful figures who controlled their own territories, so he wasn't too afraid.
But now he can summon the emperor at any time, so who isn't afraid of him?
I had heard before that the Embroidered-Robed Envoy could invite the Emperor, but the ceremony was quite complicated. How could he invite the Emperor so easily?
Moreover, the saint he invited was clearly different from those invited by other embroidered-robed envoys. According to information gathered from other places, the saints invited by the embroidered-robed envoys were often just emotionless phantoms that would appear to destroy and attack before disappearing.
But this time, it seems like they invited the emperor himself!
"Lord Eleven is indeed wise and brave, capturing the Prince of Yan so quickly." Zhang Jie raised a thumbs up, and somehow he couldn't help but start flattering him.
The others also began to flatter him, and even the usually aloof Liao Ling looked at him with a strange expression.
Zuan wasn't in a good mood after meeting Zhao Hao, and he didn't feel the same way about the flattery from these people as usual.
Zhang Jie was tasked with imprisoning the individuals involved, while he would find someone...
He had the opportunity to meet the Prince of Yan alone.
This wasn't exactly in accordance with regulations, but now that he has such high prestige, who dares to question it?
The usually aloof Prince Yan was now bound by the Soul-Hooking Rope, looking like a frail old man sitting quietly in the corner, as if he were about to decay at any moment.
Seeing Zu'an enter, the Prince of Yan raised his head, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes: "Very well, I never thought that I, who hunt geese all day long, would have my eyes pecked by a goose."
Anger from Zhao Li: +555 +555 +555...
Zuan said coldly, "You should have known this day would come from the moment you colluded with the demon race to plot a rebellion."
After he finished speaking, he seemed a little strange. He was the regent of the demon race, the godfather of the little emperor, and the lover of the little demon queen. How could he accuse others of colluding with the demon race?
Alas, although we asked the Little Demon Queen to do her best to block any news related to the Regent, the demon race is so vast that the imperial court would find out sooner or later.
The Prince of Yan snorted. There was no one else around, and he was too lazy to make any pointless explanations.
Zuan composed himself: "I've come here to ask you something: how did you kill the seventh-ranked gold medalist?"
The Prince of Yan gave him a cold look: "What, you think the charge of treason isn't enough, so you want to frame me for another crime?"
Zuan said calmly, "We're all sensible people here, what's the point of your sophistry?"
"Heh," the Prince of Yan sneered, "I thought you were so wise and powerful, but it turns out you've always believed that I killed the seventh-ranked gold medalist?"
Zu An's heart skipped a beat: "Isn't that right?"
"Of course not," the Prince of Yan said, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, as if he had gleaned some interesting information from the man's words, and his mood gradually calmed down.
"Now that things have come to this, there's no need for me to deny such a trivial matter."
Zuan frowned. Indeed, compared to crimes like colluding with demons or plotting rebellion, murdering the seventh-ranked gold medalist was child's play.
But it's hard to say, since the first two charges might not be proven in the end, and it's also possible that he doesn't want to admit to killing the seventh-ranked gold medalist.
Seemingly sensing his disbelief, the Prince of Yan continued, "That's right. The Seventh Gold Medalist has been picking on me all these years. I hate him to the bone and have even considered getting rid of him. But his identity is too sensitive. He is directly appointed by the Emperor to act as the Emperor's eyes and ears in Yi County. To touch him would be tantamount to open rebellion. I can tell the difference between what's important and what's not."
“However, all the evidence seems to point to you right now.” Zuan looked into his eyes.
"You're the one who arrested Mr. Huo, aren't you?" Prince Yan suddenly realized and said resentfully, "That guy is more trouble than he's worth."
The key point is that he is usually eccentric and withdrawn, and sometimes he goes out and does mysterious things, sometimes for several days at a time.
He hadn't thought much of leaving the Prince of Yan before, assuming it was just like any other time, until now he realized that Mr. Huo was in trouble.
"Speechless now?" Zuan sneered. "The seventh-ranked gold medalist died silently because he was hit by a mental attack."
"So that's why you suspected me, it was because of Mr. Huo." The Prince of Yan suddenly realized.
“You have the strongest motive, and you have a mental expert like Mr. Huo under your command. Who else could it be but you?” Zu An said calmly, but various speculations began to pop into his mind.
"Since you've arrested Mr. Huo, then he must..."
"Admit to killing the seventh-ranked gold medalist?" The Prince of Yan sneered.
Zu An frowned slightly. When they arrested Mr. Huo, he hadn't admitted to it? The conversation then shifted to the feud between the seventh-ranked Gold Medalist and the Prince of Yan, and everyone started searching for the ledger that recorded evidence of the Prince of Yan's treason. Everything seemed to make perfect sense…
Seeing his silence, the Prince of Yan snorted coldly: "I naturally knew that I would be the first suspect after the death of the seventh-ranked gold medalist, so I specially sent people to investigate this case."
"Oh, you sent people to investigate?" Zuan was genuinely surprised now. "Who did you send to investigate?"
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