1307 Public outrage, no one can expect an easy life

Mr. Wenyuan is dead!

Hearing this, not only the Ninth Uncle, but Feng Qingchen was also startled and quickly jumped off the carriage.

Both publicly and privately, Feng Qingchen didn't want anything to happen to Mr. Wen Yuan.

The Ninth Prince pushed through the crowd and walked towards the center of the incident. Although he was always steady, he couldn't help but quicken his pace. Influenced by the Ninth Prince's aura, the students around him all quieted down, and no one dared to make a sound even when being pushed by the guards.

As soon as the Ninth Prince came over, the eighteen riders of the Si family knelt down and said, "Your Highness, we have failed in our duty."

Mr. Wenyuan was lying on the ground with a bloody patch on his chest. It was obvious that he had been shot in the heart.

This injury is probably incurable!

"Go, call the soldiers guarding the city. Everyone present will be locked up by me, no one should be left out." The Ninth Prince had no time to pay attention to the Eighteen Riders. He squatted beside Mr. Wenyuan to check if he was still alive.

As long as I am alive, I can wait for Feng Qingchen and the master of Xuanyi Valley to arrive.

"Yes." The guards took the order and surrounded the students first.

"Why? Why did you lock us up? We didn't kill anyone."

"Kill a life for a life. We didn't kill the person. Even if you are a prince, you can't imprison us."

"We didn't kill Mr. Wenyuan. We want to see the authorities."

"It's you. You framed us. Mr. Wenyuan was fine. How could he die?"

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This group of lunatics were just afraid of the Ninth Uncle, but now that their own fate was at stake, they didn't care and started yelling and pushing, causing chaos at the scene.

Feng Qingchen finally pushed his way through the crowd and rushed in. Hearing the shouting, he angrily shouted, "Tell them to shut up. If anyone shouts again, I'll break his jaw and break the legs of the troublemakers."

If the Ninth Prince, as a prince, said such things, he would be impeached, but she was not afraid.

"You can't do this. Even the government can't torture us without asking any questions."

"High officials and dignitaries have no regard for human life. This is really a sign of the decline of morality and the decline of human nature."

Feng Qingchen's words caused dissatisfaction among the students. They pointed at Feng Qingchen and cursed him. Feng Qingchen was too lazy to pay attention to them. He just squatted beside Mr. Wen Yuan to check if Mr. Wen Yuan could still be saved. The guards followed Feng Qingchen's orders and attacked those who shouted the loudest.

He dragged the man out, removed his jaw with a snap, and threw him to the ground. It was quick and neat, fully demonstrating the soldier's straightforward demeanor.

At first some people were still unwilling to accept it, but after more than a dozen people wailed in pain, these arrogant literati finally gave in, each of them was terrified.

The Ninth Prince raised his head and took a look, seeing nothing unusual among the crowd. He winked at his aides, asking them to keep a closer eye on the crowd.

The aide nodded and found a good position to observe the students' reactions.

"Dad, what happened to my dad?" Zhan Yan stumbled over under the protection of layers of guards. When she saw Mr. Wen Yuan lying motionless on the ground, tears suddenly fell from her eyes. She wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by the guards.

"No, no, no, my father will be fine, my father will be fine." Zhan Yan struggled to move forward, but with her strength she could not break free from the guards.

Princess Mingwei arrived a step late. Seeing Zhan Yan's distraught look, she held her and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid. Miss Feng is here. Miss Feng is a skilled doctor. The master will be fine."

These words were indeed comforting, but they always felt awkward to hear. Was it Feng Qingchen's fault that Mr. Wen Yuan was not rescued?

The Ninth Prince raised his eyes and shot a cold knife at Princess Mingwei. Princess Mingwei paused, then turned her eyes away as if nothing had happened.

When Feng Qingchen was checking,

The generals of the city also came with their soldiers, and the Ninth Prince signaled his staff to keep a close eye on them. The murderer was among these people, and he must not be allowed to escape.

"Qingchen, how is my father?" Zhan Yan asked hurriedly when she saw Feng Qingchen using tweezers to take out a silver bead from Mr. Wen Yuan's heart. The Ninth Prince also asked with his eyes.

The life and death of Mr. Wenyuan is related to many things, especially if he dies as soon as he enters Dongling. This is definitely a troublesome matter. If something goes wrong, not only him, but the entire Dongling will be despised by scholars and students and lose its reputation.

"I'm sorry, I tried my best." Feng Qingchen put the silver bead on the tray, stood up and said to Zhan Yan apologetically: "Sir, your heart was broken by this marble, I can't do anything."

The person who did it was definitely someone who was proficient in using hidden weapons. A tiny silver bead was enough to smash the entire heart. Even a great immortal could not save Mr. Wen Yuan.

"No..." Zhan Yan screamed and fell to the ground. Fortunately, Princess Mingwei reacted quickly and held her up.

"Send Miss Zhan to the post station to rest." Since the person is dead, we have to deal with the aftermath. The Ninth Prince stood up with a sullen face, walked to the students who were making trouble, and looked at them coldly.

These students did not dare to make loud noises due to the iron-blooded methods of the guards, but they all whispered to each other. The injured ones were also groaning on the side. But when the Ninth Prince came over, these people fell silent and looked at the Ninth Prince with avoidant eyes.

The reason why they made a big fuss after the incident was because they were afraid. Even if they didn't kill Mr. Wen Yuan, they could not escape responsibility. When this group saw the Ninth Prince coming over, they collapsed to the ground in fear.

"Take them away." The Ninth Prince looked for a long time but didn't find anyone unusual, so he was too lazy to care about this group of people anymore.

"No, it's not me. It's unfair, sir. We wronged me."

"Help, help, it's not me, it's really not me, I don't know anything, we just came to see the gentleman."

This group of crazy people shouted again, but no one paid any attention to them, and the generals guarding the city turned even paler.

If someone dies on his territory, even if the Ninth Prince doesn't cause trouble for him, the Jixia Academy will not let him go. At that time...

The Nanling royal family, the Nanling Zhan family, the Jixia Academy, as well as Mr. Wenyuan's disciples and those who admired him all rushed over. Not to mention a small general like him, even the Ninth Prince could not handle it.

Because of fear, these people were more careful in what they did. The scene was cleaned up quickly and Mr. Wenyuan's body was carried away.

Feng Qingchen packed up her things and saw the Ninth Prince standing there alone. There were people all around him, but he seemed isolated from the world and felt so lonely as if he was the only one in the world.

Feng Qingchen felt a pain in his heart. He walked to the side of the Ninth Uncle and stood side by side with him. After the Ninth Uncle had gained some popularity, Feng Qingchen asked, "What are your plans for this matter?"

"Let's find the murderer first." The scene was in chaos, with people coming and going, but there was no one around the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen. The guards knew that the two wanted to talk, and had already separated the crowd.

"It's obvious that someone is targeting you. It will be useless even if the murderer is found." Although Feng Qingchen was sad about Mr. Wen Yuan, she had not forgotten the series of troubles caused by Mr. Wen Yuan's death.

"It's useless, but I have to give an explanation to the Zhan family and Mr. Wenyuan." No matter what, the person died in his hands, and he has no choice but to do the responsibility. No matter who is behind the murderer, he must find the perpetrator.

"You're right, we must find the murderer. I want the fingerprints of the suspects, and you can have someone send me a copy later." Not only did she want to help the Ninth Prince, she also wanted to do something for Mr. Wenyuan.

Mr. Wenyuan is a person worthy of respect!