Wen Yanbo was demoted to Kaifeng, and he was bored and had nothing to do. It was even more uncomfortable than killing him!

"Prince, someone sent a letter." The servant whispered.

Lao Wen was a little confused, and took it in his hand. After looking at the handwriting on it, he was stunned... He was very familiar with it. This was Xiao Tong's word. Didn't this unlucky child return to Beijing to report his work?

Why did you come to Kaifeng and send yourself a letter?

Why didn't he come to meet and explain it clearly?

With a stomach full of doubts, Lao Wen looked down. Half of it, Lao Wen's hands became cold, and cold sweat flowed down his temples, "Hurry, go!"

The servant was stunned by the shouting, "Go, where to go?"

"Go and call your uncle! Hurry!" Lao Wen's voice changed.

The housekeeper rolled and crawled, and soon after, he called Wen Jifu over.

Wen Jifu was a little confused, looked at his father's knife-like gaze and said in a daze: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Lao Wen didn't say anything. He waved his hand and drove the housekeeper out, then got up in person, circled around the house, closed the doors and windows, and repeatedly confirmed that there was no one. Then he sat back to his seat and pulled his son to his side.

"You kid must tell the truth! If you dare to lie with one word, our family will be finished!"

Wen Jifu nodded immediately, "Dad, don't worry, my son is not that brave."

"Um!"

Lao Wen's eyes rolled, and then he said, "How many years have you been in the Western Regions, right?"

"That's right, didn't the child just start his business in the Western Regions and returned to the capital now? You are always confused and even forgot about this..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Lao Wen interrupted his son and continued, "Then tell me, what forces still exist in the Western Regions that can use a lot of money, a lot of money?"

Wen Jifu didn't understand his father's meaning, "There are many wealthy merchants in the Western Regions, and those who do various businesses. If you want to be rich, it is no worse than those of the merchants in the Song Dynasty. Dad, why do you care about them? If you want money, make a comeback?"

"Bah!" Wen Yanbo carefully observed his son's expression and found that Wen Jifu was indeed confused. Old Wen was a little relieved.

"That's right. Someone transferred 200,000 taels of gold from the Western Regions to Feng Jing!"

"What?"

Wen Jifu's face changed wildly, and his lips trembled, "Dad, do you think someone bribed Feng Jing and asked him to assassinate His Majesty? This money is the fund for the regicide?"

Wen Yanbo sighed, "I'm afraid that's the case! Xiao Tong is quite interesting. He went to Tianzhu to become an official, passed by Kaifeng, and sent this letter to your father. I really didn't expect that there was such a crazy person, which was incredible!"

Wen Yanbo is bad and shameless, but he never has any inappropriate thoughts, and Lao Wen can't figure it out. He must be so stupid that he actually wants to kill His Majesty. Isn't this asking for death?

Mr. Wen has been smart and pragmatic all his life, and of course he will not take risks, but not everyone is like this.

Wen Jifu immediately fell into deep thought when he heard this amazing news, and his expression was solemn and very entangled.

"Baby!"

Lao Wen grabbed his son's chest with his hand. He used too much force and his fingers were inserted into his skin. Wen Jifu grinned.

"father!"

"Shut up!" Lao Wen said viciously: "Tell me the truth, did you do it? What are you going to do?"

Wen Jifu was so scared that his face was pale and waved his hand in a hurry, "Dad, my dear father! Don't put shit on the child, you must not do anything traitorous!"

He tried his best to explain, but Lao Wen still refused to give in.

"Listen, since this case is to be investigated, you will definitely investigate it to the end. You can't hide a word... and say, "Who is the most likely to say now?"

Wen Jifu also realized that the situation was serious, so he hurriedly started to think about it.

There are many rich people, but they are rich and can collude with Feng Jing and let him do things.

First of all, what Wen Jifu thought of was Zhao Zongjing, who had been in the Western Regions for many years, was born as a royal prince, had a strong financial resources, and was indeed capable of doing it.

"It's just that Zhao Zongjing and Feng Jing are incompatible! If he wants to plot against His Majesty, he will take the path of Wang Ning'an's troops and will not join forces with Feng Jing... By the same token, Murong Qingchen can afford money, but he looks down on civil servants even more, and there is little possibility of cooperation."

"In addition to these two, there are some remaining royal families in the Western Regions, and there are many family tribes in Seljuk... They all have money, but they may not necessarily collude with Feng Jing and assassinate His Majesty."

Lao Wen nodded. After all, those surviving tribes wanted to take revenge, at most they hire assassins. They would definitely not be able to contact the ministers of the Song Dynasty, so they would rather find one of them!

It's simply impossible.

"People who pay for the evil will be very familiar with the court of the Song Dynasty and know the planning of various forces, so they can prescribe the right medicine and hit it with one blow."

"Dad, maybe there is another possibility."

"you say!"

"Dad, Feng Jing has financial forces behind him. This is well-known. Will they pay money and pretend to be someone else to plot against His Majesty?"

Lao Wen thought about it and waved his hand immediately.

"Absolutely, everyone knows the existence of financial forces, but who is it, which families and which officials are there? Are you clear about it?"

Lao Wen said: "If they had done it, they would definitely not think of a scene of using gold to buy Feng Jing... There are records along the way from the Western Regions to Xijing, so they can follow the clues. After so long, they can still find out... If they use shares, real estate, and thank you later, will there be traces?"

Wen Jifu couldn't help but nodded, "Dad is inciting. If the financial group had done things so poorly and had a lot of loopholes, they would have been killed by Wang Ning'an long ago."

"Well, the question now is who is the real murderer."

Even though Lao Wen was quick-witted, he had no source of information after leaving the court, so he could only think randomly and not know the key points... The same analysis was also staged in the capital, but the other person's goals should be clearer.

"The Wen family can't do it, and Murong can't do it either. As for Zhao Zongjing, he still can't." Wang Ning'an decisively ruled out some people, and Chen Shunzhi was by his side and searched with Wang Ning'an.

After a round, they did not find a possible murderer.

"Prince, let's exaggerate the scope and see who can afford to pay, who can contact Feng Jing, and who is familiar with the power of the court. Both of these are possible suspects."

"This is a good method, just do it!"

Wang Ning'an's brain turned quickly and kept screening. Until the evening, the lights were shaking. Wang Ning'an suddenly noticed, "Is this a kerosene lamp?"

Chen Shunzhi nodded, "If the prince feels it is not good, then exchange it for whale oil."

Wang Ning'an waved his hand, "Forget it, there are not many whales. I keep catching whales and extinction of species. That's a serious sin... Kerosene is taken from oil, and the effect is better. By the way, do we have sufficient oil now?"

From the case to the energy, Chen Shunzhi felt that the prince's thinking was too divergent, but he still explained patiently.

"Prince, in the past, oil came from Hebei and other places, but at that time it was only enough to consume the fierce tinder oil in the army... Later, the output increased and the smelting technology was used to obtain kerosene lamps... In recent years, oil has been found in the Western Regions, and oil has also been found in the deserts of Seljuk. As expected, within ten years, oil will inevitably become popular, and every household in the people can afford kerosene lamps."

Wang Ning'an frowned, "Who is responsible for the oil in the Western Regions?"

"Of course it is the Western Regions Protectorate, and there are many private companies, among which the most shares are King Hami." Speaking of this, Chen Shunzhi felt that Wang Ning'an's gaze changed. He hesitated a little and his face changed... Why did he forget this person?

Who is King Hami?

The first Hami King was Zhao Congyu from the Zhao Dayi clan. He was named Hami King and expelled from the capital. It has been more than ten years since Zhao Congyu died of illness eight years ago, and the position of Hami King was passed to his son Zhao Shijiang.

Over the years, they have been honest and have no movement.

Neither do you have military power nor do you have to seize the power of personnel. You just have peace of mind and be a prince of peace.

From the initial gold rush to the opening of the Silk Road, to the discovery of oil... Hami King's lineage has accumulated rich wealth, and there is really a mountain of gold piled up at home.

"Prince, do you suspect that King Hami is the murderer?"

Wang Ning'an looked solemn, "A case of such a big one cannot be accomplished by a Hami King, but he should have made efforts. The 200,000 taels of gold is very likely to come from the royal palace!"

Chen Shunzhi immediately said: "Prince, should you arrest people now?"

"Of course, you have to make arrangements, but don't rush to do it first. Tell Han Zongwu to pry Feng Jing's mouth open first!"

After having a direction, Han Zongwu's confidence became more sufficient.

Instead of going to find Feng Jing directly, he asked someone to clean up several rooms in the Heavenly Prison, and all of them were cleaned up. Then he got a group of people in and pretended to be the family members of the Hami Palace... This move really worked. When Feng Jing "stumbled" to see the people from the Hami Palace being caught, his heart seemed to have been hammered.

The court was indeed powerful enough. It found out that King Hami was so quickly... What should I do, and what can I do?

Feng Jing tossed and turned, completely insomnia... In the next few days, he was like being possessed, listening with his ears pricked up every day. When there was a little footsteps, he immediately became alert, looking forward to people coming, and fearing to interrogate him.

In this way, on the fifth day, Feng Jing's psychological defense line was already fragile and full of holes... "Feng Jing, killing the king and killing his father, the crime is not allowed to be punished. Tomorrow will be the day to cut into pieces and kill the nine clans... The last meal is here, and I will go on the road."

Han Zongwu said coldly, without any emotion.

Looking at the four dishes in front of him, Feng Jing's hands and feet were cold.

He suddenly jumped up and shouted madly: "I am the imperial court official. You have not been interrogated yet, why should I kill me? I am not guilty, I am innocent!"

Han Zongwu was too lazy to listen and stood up and left. Before he could take a few steps, Feng Jing collapsed on the ground and suddenly shouted: "Zhao Shijiang, he is the mastermind, he was all the ones he asked me to do... The damn person is him, he!"

...

"This Feng Zhuangyuan thought it was sentenced before trial, and he was so scared that he wet his pants." Han Zongwu said in a rare relaxed tone: "A case of such a big thing must be seamless and the evidence is as strong as a mountain. Now Feng Jing confessed and immediately sent an order to capture Hami King!"
Chapter completed!