Bei Yutang walked over to Hua Ziyun and handed him a handkerchief. "Are you feeling better?"
Hua Ziyun wiped the stains from the corner of his lips, stood up, and didn't dare to look over there again.
"The murderer is truly despicable." Hua Ziyun said angrily.
"Yes, it's really hateful." Bei Yutang looked at the two corpses, one big and one small, covered with white cloth, with a dark light in his eyes.
Because the Eighth Prince intervened in this matter, the Jingzhao Yin did not dare to be perfunctory and took it very seriously.
"Sir Zhou, these two people are Wang Zihang's wife and son. He is a major suspect. You should send someone to question him." Hua Ziyun said.
Lord Zhou was stunned. "Wang Zihang? But is he Lord Wang, the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple?"
"right."
Lord Zhou is now in a big trouble. This involves an imperial official, who is also the princess's husband. If he is not careful, his official hat will be in danger.
Hua Ziyun saw his dilemma and snorted coldly, "You're just asking a routine question, what are you afraid of? The ones you should be afraid of are the murderers."
Lord Zhou nodded repeatedly and called the constable, "Go, fetch Lord Wang."
Bei Yutang walked up to the constable, whispered a few words in his ear, and stuffed another ingot of silver into his pocket. Seeing that no one was paying attention, the constable accepted the silver.
"rest assured."
Bei Yutang watched the constable leave and turned back to the scene.
A moment later, the constable led people over.
When Wang Zihang saw Bei Yutang and the others, his brows furrowed slightly. He looked past them and looked at Prefect Zhou. "Sir Zhou, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Magistrate Zhou smiled and said, "Sir Wang, I asked you to come here today to identify someone."
"Recognize someone?" Wang Zihang frowned and looked at him with confusion.
Bei Yutang said, "Master Wang, do you recognize them?"
When Wang Zihang heard the sound, he subconsciously looked in the direction of Bei Yutang. At this moment, Bei Yutang suddenly lifted the white cloth, and two corpses suddenly appeared in front of him.
When Wang Zihang saw Li Guixiang and her son, his eyes widened and he stared at them intently.
"Do you know them?"
Wang Zihang did not reply and seemed a little dazed.
Lord Zhou stepped forward and reminded, "Lord Wang, Lord Wang?"
Wang Zihang seemed to be awakened by something, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said to Zhou Zhifu, "I don't know him."
Bei Yutang's face turned cold. "Lord Wang, you are truly cruel. The people lying here are your wife, who once shared your bed, and your three-year-old son. You've only been in the capital for four years, and you've already forgotten your parents, your wife, and your child."
"Do you know that they longed for your return every day, while you were enjoying wealth and splendor in the capital? As a son, you never fulfilled the slightest filial duty. When they passed away, they longed for their son, who was thousands of miles away, to come back and see them. Even when they closed their eyes, they were thinking of you. But what about you? What are you doing? You are enjoying wealth and splendor in the capital."
"Your wife and children, driven to desperation, traveled thousands of miles to find you, only to end up like this. She probably didn't realize it, thinking everything would be fine once she reached Kyoto, but she never imagined she and her son would end up on the guillotine. Their fate was sealed the moment they set foot in Kyoto."
The noisy people around gradually stopped talking as Bei Yutang spoke word by word. Everyone listened quietly, with dissatisfaction and anger in their eyes.
Wang Zihang's body became shaky and his expression seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Just then, Princess Pingyang appeared.
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