While following the activities of Zhao Ziming's family in Qingcheng and getting a lot of gossip information, which was passed down from one person to another, Ning Xiao was knocking on the head of the traitor system.

Well, it's not domestic violence, but a reasonable use of the system's functions. After beating the traitor system for a while, Ning Xiao took action immediately after finding the whereabouts of the third person.

I saw him standing under a big tree. When no one was around, he bit off his right index finger and drew a circle on the tree. He muttered something in his mouth. A faint light flashed and quickly dispersed into the distance.

The situation of the third person was very bad. In order to escape the pursuit of the Duke of Jin, he had no choice but to escape into the deep mountains and forests and live like a savage.

Fortunately, he was very good at light kung fu and had good skills. He could always catch prey and avoid attacks from large beasts, so he barely survived.

But it is impossible for the third person to live like this all his life. When he thinks of his brothers who died tragically, and how they were loyal but abandoned by the Duke of Jin, the hatred in his heart boils and is difficult to calm down.

Zhe San swore that if he had a chance, he would definitely take revenge to comfort the souls of his brothers in heaven!

Suddenly, there was a movement in the jungle. Caller Three narrowed his eyes and hid in a tree hole. After a while, a hand came out, and Caller Three was stunned.

When Ning Xiao appeared in front of Zhe San, Zhe San stared so hard that his eyes almost fell out. Are you dreaming? Why did the Crown Prince appear here?

"Third, I feel the hatred in your heart is as hot as fire. Do you want to vent it? Do you want that person to pay the price?"

Ning Xiao looked at Zhe San who didn't know how to react, chuckled lightly, and whispered like an evil ghost.

After listening to Ning Xiao's words, Zhe San's eyes changed from the stunned look of shock to confusion. He stood up unsteadily, nodded, and said: "Think!"

"Okay, I will show you the way." Ning Xiao came close to Zhe San's ear and said something like this. Zhe San's eyes lit up and he had an idea.

On the other side, Nie Ziqing, who had been entrusted by the Holy Emperor with the important task of investigating the murder of his father and son by the Duke of Jin, was heading to southern Xinjiang with a large group of troops.

At this moment, the group of people had arrived in Sucheng, not far from Qingcheng. Under the arrangement of the Sucheng County Magistrate, they checked into the inn to catch their breath and take a rest.

The next morning, a group of people continued on their way and were about to arrive in Qingcheng. After receiving the news, the Qingcheng Yamen had already made preparations and was waiting for people to arrive before going to greet them.

Sitting in the spacious carriage, Nie Ziqing frowned and looked at the chessboard in front of him. He seemed to have encountered a problem. After a while, he put down a white stone, which instantly saved the chess game and reversed the outcome.

"The chess game is easy to win, but the people's hearts are hard to win. Zhao Ziming, you'd better hold on and give me time to clear your name!"

Nie Ziqing was born in the Nie family, a wealthy family. He was the eldest son of the eldest son. He was originally the minister of the Ministry of Punishment and specialized in assisting Zhao Ziming in his work.

When Zhao Ziming's family was demoted to southern Xinjiang, the Holy Emperor raised his rank and made him the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, in order to block the way of those with disloyal intentions.

Although Nie Ziqing was confident that his abilities were no worse than Zhao Ziming's, and this official position was neither stolen nor snatched, and there was nothing wrong with him sitting there, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Now that he was ordered to investigate the case and happened to be on his way, Nie Ziqing wanted to take a look at Zhao Ziming, thus establishing a friendship between colleagues.

Moreover, the Holy Spirit ordered that when he comes to southern Xinjiang, it is best to get in touch with Zhao Ziming and look for any clues about the imperial examination leak case.

However, the news he gathered along the way made him extremely worried. Because of Ning Xiao's fall into the water, Zhao Ziming fell ill and seemed to be dying soon, so he kept traveling day and night, hoping to arrive as soon as possible.

But he didn't forget about the business. When he passed by the town of Zhankou, he left his trusted confidants here to inquire about information and collect evidence.

Nie Ziqing, who was playing chess to calm his inner agitation, couldn't hold it back anymore and threw the chessboard aside, wishing he could spread his wings and fly to Qingcheng.

The motorcade suddenly stopped, causing him to frown and angrily ask, "What's the matter?"

"Sir, someone is blocking the road and complaining!" the guard's voice came from outside the carriage.

When Nie Ziqing heard this, he couldn't help but open the curtain and ordered the guards to bring up the people who complained about injustice. As for the practice of the Qian Kingdom, those who block the road and complain about injustice must be punished with thirty sticks, but he ignored it.

Because of his family upbringing, Nie Ziqing has always had a loving heart for the people at the bottom. If he has grievances, there is no harm in listening to them. If there are real cases, he will uphold justice. If he exaggerates or confuses right and wrong, he will punish them according to the law.

The person blocking the road was none other than Zhe San, who had been bewitched by Ning Xiao. He was already prepared to be beaten to the last breath, but he didn't expect to meet Nie Ziqing so smoothly.

"If you have any grievances, please tell me quickly." Nie Ziqing was always neat and tidy in his work, and he spoke straight to the point.

Zhe San took a deep breath and opened his mouth. Nie Ziqing's eyes widened in shock. The person in front of him was actually the assassin sent by the Duke of Jin to kill Ning Xiao?

The matter was so important that Nie Ziqing did not dare to delay it. Seeing that San was injured, he asked the accompanying imperial physician to treat him and the convoy rested on the spot for half an hour.

The imperial doctor bandaged Zhe San's wound and prescribed medicine. Zhe San took off his clothes in front of Nie Ziqing and pointed to the tattoo on his chest to prove that he was a member of the Duke of Jin.

Perhaps because he was afraid that this proof was not enough, Zhe San took out the token from the Duke's Palace of Jin and explained in detail the situation of Zhe's family slaves.

When Nie Ziqing believed his identity and motioned for him to continue, Zhe San's eyes were red and he told Ning Xiao's grievances and the grievances of his brothers.

However, the third person did not mention that they had met Ning Xiao before. They only said that Ning Xiao's whereabouts had been unknown since he fell into the water. The Duke of Jin suspected that they were not doing things cleanly, so he chose to eradicate them.

After listening to the words of the third person, Nie Ziqing did not express his position. He only told him to rest well and save his life to go to the Holy Lord to accuse the Duke of Jin for his crimes.

When the third person was sent to rest in the carriage behind by the guards, Nie Ziqing suddenly sneered. He had seen people who favored concubines and killed their wives and treated concubines as their legitimate sons, but he had never seen anyone so ruthless and ruthless forcing his legitimate son to die.

Is there something wrong with the Duke of Jin?

As the motorcade set off again, Nie Ziqing thought of something and left with two guards on horseback. Before the Qingcheng Yamen could react, Nie Ziqing found all the way to the door of Zhao's house.

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhao Mingli walked out of the room and opened the door. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the person outside the door clearly, "Uncle Nie, you..."

Nie Ziqing touched Zhao Mingli's head, then pushed him away and strode into the house. As he walked, he shouted, "Zhao Ziming, are you alive?"

"..." Zhao Ziming walked out with a speechless expression. Without saying anything, he was turned around by Nie Ziqing. After confirming that there was no fear for his life, he was dragged directly to the study to talk.

Looking at Nie Ziqing who was eager to ask questions clearly, Zhao Ziming said funnyly: "When will you change your irritable temper?"

Nie Ziqing didn't speak and looked at Zhao Ziming intently. Zhao Ziming sighed softly, "Then let's make a long story short. Please listen carefully..."

Nie Ziqing's expression changed according to the content of Zhao Ziming's words. He was surprised that Zhao Ziming had already found the first suspect who leaked the imperial examination questions, and even found all the evidence.


Chapter completed!