Chapter 743 Do You Admit It or Not?

At this time, in the room, Qin Feng was staring at Song Guangshan with sharp eyes, waiting for his explanation.

Song Guangshan frowned, staring at the portrait tightly, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed his chin gently.

He slowly raised his head and said to Qin Feng: "I know the man in the portrait. He used to be a guard in my house, but he didn't come often."

Song Guangshan's voice was a little low, and a hint of subtle complexity flashed in his eyes.

Qin Feng's eyes were sharp and he said seriously: "He assassinated His Majesty."

Song Guangshan's eyes widened instantly, his mouth opened slightly, and he deliberately pretended to be frightened. His body shrank back suddenly, as if he had heard some terrible news.

He secretly calculated in his heart: I can't let this matter implicate me.

But he said loudly: "How is it possible? This... This has nothing to do with me!"

His expression looked very innocent, and his hands kept waving in front of him, as if he was trying his best to clear himself.

But his heart was like fifteen buckets of water - up and down, thinking about how to deal with it next to ensure his safety.

"Is your Majesty okay?" Song Guangshan asked anxiously, his voice trembling slightly, the muscles on his face tense, as if he was really worried.

He held the corner of his clothes tightly with one hand, and the other hand shook slightly beside him unconsciously, staring at Qin Feng with his eyes full of expectation.

Qin Feng's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring straight into Song Guangshan's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his soul from there.

After a while, Qin Feng slowly said: "Your Majesty is fine, just frightened."

Song Guangshan patted his chest exaggeratedly, and kept saying: "This is great, this is great."

He deliberately made his expression look extremely relieved, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

But in his heart, he had another thought.

He thought secretly: It was obviously an assassination of Xi Yu, but he said His Majesty. We can't let them find out about me. We have to think of a way to get away with it.

Song Guangshan had just finished acting relieved when Qin Feng's cold voice rang out at the same time: "Come with me."

Song Guangshan's face turned pale in an instant, and the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly. He waved his hands repeatedly, his eyes full of fear and innocence: "Sir, I definitely didn't participate in the assassination! As for why this guard would do such a treasonous thing, I really don't know." His voice became sharp because of panic, and his body retreated unconsciously.

Qin Feng's face was as cold as stone. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a chilling breath emanated from his body.

He approached Song Guangshan step by step, and every step seemed to step on Song Guangshan's heart. He said coldly: "You have no choice. If you don't come with me, I will kill you now."

Song Guangshan's legs began to weaken, and he felt as if he was trapped in a huge whirlpool.

He quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and looked around in panic, trying to find a way out, but there were cold walls all around. He gritted his teeth and could only say helplessly: "Okay...Okay, I'll go with you."

But in his heart, he was planning how to find a turnaround in this crisis and escape the impending disaster.

Song Guangshan left the mansion with heavy steps under Qin Feng's escort.

Seeing this, the servants in the mansion immediately gathered together and chattered.

A little maid widened her eyes and said in panic: "Oh, what happened to the master? He was taken away by the officials. Is it really related to the assassination?"

The old housekeeper next to him frowned, stroked his beard, and said thoughtfully: "The master usually looks kind and should not do such a treasonous thing, but this matter...ah, it's really hard to figure out."

The servants talked one after another, with worry and confusion on their faces.

Qin Feng brought Song Guangshan to a dilapidated temple.

At this time, a ragged messenger was waiting there.

Qin Feng took out a few coins from his arms expressionlessly, handed them to the messenger, and said, "This is your reward."

The messenger's dirty face immediately broke into a bright smile. He took the coins with both hands and nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir, I will come to you if there is any news in the future."

There was a greedy light in his eyes, and he held the coins tightly in his hands, as if it was his most precious treasure.

Song Guangshan watched all this quietly on the side, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the messenger.

He thought to himself: Who is this person? Why is he connected with Qin Feng? Is all this a trap against me?

His face was so gloomy that water could drip, and his eyes were full of doubts and uneasiness.

He bit his lip, trying to find some clues from the messenger's words and deeds.

Song Guangshan hesitated for a moment, then tentatively said to Qin Feng: "Sir, who is this...?" His voice was trembling, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Feng's expression, hoping to find some clues from his face.

Qin Feng glanced at Song Guangshan coldly, without answering his question, but said lightly: "You don't need to know too much, you just need to cooperate with our investigation now."

Song Guangshan's heart sank. He knew that he was in a very unfavorable situation now, but he was not willing to be plotted against. He secretly vowed in his heart to find out the truth behind it and get out of this predicament.

In Liu Xie's palace, sunlight shines on the chessboard through the carved windows.

Liu Xiezheng and Xi Yu were concentrating on playing chess, and his brows sometimes relaxed and sometimes furrowed.

At this moment, I was immersed in the chess game, and I finally felt a little calmer.

Liu Xie dropped a piece and said softly: "Playing chess with your beloved, you can temporarily forget the troubles of the world. It is really a blessing."

Xi Yu twisted the chess piece and smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, there are difficulties in life, but there is always a time when the clouds clear and the sun appears."

At this moment, a servant hurriedly ran in, knelt on the ground and reported: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister's secret guard has arrived with someone."

Liu Xie's eyes lit up instantly, and the chess piece in his hand fell to the chessboard with a "snap".

He stood up eagerly, with a look of anticipation on his face, and secretly thought to himself: Could it be that there was something about the assassination?

He paced back and forth and said anxiously: "Quick, let them in."

Xi Yu looked at Liu Xie's reaction, nodded slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, it seems that there is news about Qin Feng's visit this time."

Liu Xie nodded repeatedly, and the joy on his face could not be concealed: "I have been looking forward to this news for a long time. If the mastermind behind it can be found out as soon as possible, I will feel relieved."

His eyes were fixed on the door, as if he wanted to penetrate the door and see the news brought by Qin Feng.

Qin Feng escorted Song Guangshan slowly into the palace hall where Liu Xie was.

Song Guangshan lowered his head, his eyes flashed with uneasiness and fear, and his steps dragged, as if every step was as heavy as a thousand stones.

Qin Feng's face was stern. He pressed Song Guangshan's shoulders hard and said in a low and majestic voice: "Kneel down!"

Song Guangshan's body shook suddenly, his knees bent, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop".

Qin Feng immediately knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and saluted, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, I have brought the suspect here."

Liu Xie sat in the upper position and looked at Song Guangshan with sharp eyes. His heart was full of complicated emotions.

The fear of these days turned into an urgent desire for the truth at this moment.

He leaned forward slightly, and his voice was calm and oppressive: "The assassin is related to you?"

Song Guangshan lowered his head, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his heart was rolling like a stormy sea.

He secretly complained in his heart, but he stammered: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, I really don't know. I have never had a disobedient heart."

His eyes darted around frantically, trying to find a glimmer of life.

Xi Yu watched quietly from the side, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through all illusions. He frowned slightly, mentally analyzing the meaning behind Song Guangshan's every expression and every word.

Xi Yu looked at Qin Feng with burning eyes and slowly asked: "Who is this?"

Qin Feng clasped his fists slightly and replied respectfully: "Sir, this person is Song Guangshan. According to the investigation, the assassin who assassinated His Majesty once served as a nurse in his house, so I brought him here for detailed interrogation."

Song Guangshan's head was buzzing when he heard Qin Feng's words. He quickly defended: "Sir, Your Majesty, although I know the assassin, I really did not instruct him to commit the assassination!"

There was a hint of crying in his voice, and his heart was full of fear.

After saying that, he kept kowtowing and his forehead hit the ground with a "bang" sound. After a while, his forehead became red and swollen.

While kowtowing, he was thinking in his mind, thinking about how to convince His Majesty and these officials of his innocence.

His eyes were full of pleading, and he kept mumbling: "Your Majesty, ordinary people will never dare to do such a treasonous thing."

Liu Xie looked at Song Guangshan's appearance, his brows furrowed slightly, and he had some doubts in his heart.

He glanced at Xi Yu, as if asking his opinion.

Xi Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent, carefully considering the truth and falsehood of Song Guangshan's words in his heart.

Xi Yu's sharp eyes locked tightly on Song Guangshan, and he just observed quietly, not missing the slightest change of expression on Song Guangshan's face.

After a while, Xi Yu came to a conclusion. He felt that it was clear from Song Guangshan's flickering eyes and flustered behavior that he was lying.

Xi Yu turned his head slightly and gave Qin Feng a firm look, which seemed to say silently: "There must be something wrong with this person, and you need to interrogate him carefully."

Qin Feng understood. He took a step forward, grabbed Song Guangshan's arm, and said in a cold voice: "Song Guangshan, come out with me."

Song Guangshan's body stiffened suddenly, and he raised his head, his eyes full of fear and despair.

His lips were trembling, and he wanted to defend himself: "Sir, I am really unjust. I..."

However, Qin Feng didn't listen to his nonsense at all, and directly dragged him out of the door.

Song Guangshan staggered and was dragged by Qin Feng, and he felt panicked.

As he was being dragged away, he thought to himself: It's over, it's over, they won't let me go easily, what should I do?

Qin Feng took Song Guangshan to the courtyard outside the palace. The courtyard was silent, except for the occasional autumn wind that blew through and picked up a few fallen leaves. Qin Feng let go of his hand, looked at Song Guangshan, and said coldly: "Song Guangshan, when you get here, you'd better tell the truth and don't take any chances."

Liu Xie frowned slightly, with a trace of doubt and expectation in his eyes. He turned to Xi Yu and asked softly: "Xi Yu, do you think that person is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

Xi Yu put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and looked into the distance, as if he was sorting out his thoughts.

After a moment, he slowly lowered his head and looked at Liu Xie, with a thoughtful look on his face.

He sighed and said, "Your Majesty, I don't have conclusive evidence at the moment. But..." He paused and narrowed his eyes, as if he saw Song Guangshan's panicked eyes again, "But from the look in his eyes, Look, the flashes and evasions seem to indicate that he is the mastermind behind it.”

Liu Xie nodded slightly after listening to Xi Yu's words. He gently rubbed the armrests of the seat with his hands, thinking secretly in his heart.

Xi Yu took a step forward, bowed slightly, his eyes were firm and confident, and said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry too much. Although there is insufficient evidence at the moment, as long as Song Guangshan is interrogated carefully, some useful information will be pried out from his mouth. I will fully assist Qin Feng to get to the bottom of this matter."

Liu Xie looked at Xi Yu's confident look and felt a little at ease.

Song Guangshan's eyes were full of horror and innocence, and he said to Qin Feng with a trembling voice: "Sir, I really did not participate in this matter. I have said it many times."

Qin Feng held his hands in front of his chest, his face was as cold as an iceberg. He looked at Song Guangshan quietly, and after a moment of silence he said: "I can give you a little more time to think about it. But you have to understand, if If you don’t reply by then, the consequences will be particularly serious.”

Qin Feng's voice had no warmth at all, as if every word contained cold murderous intent.

Song Guangshan's body was shaking violently, and his heart was like a mess.

His eyes moved around in panic, trying to find a reason to convince Qin Feng.

He bit his lip and said with difficulty: "Sir, I am really unjust. I only know the nursing home, and I don't know anything else."

Qin Feng's stern figure disappeared at the door.

Song Guangshan's head drooped feebly.

His eyes were empty and confused, and Qin Feng's stern warning kept coming back to his mind.

In the carved and painted room of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xi Shi frowned slightly, with a sad look on her face.

She sat on the exquisite embroidered pier, playing with the handkerchief unconsciously in her hand, and whispered to Song Meijiao: "My husband was supposed to rest in my room yesterday, but he didn't come."

Her eyes were full of loss, and there was an imperceptible sadness hidden in her slightly lowered eyes.

Song Meijiao wears gorgeous clothes and has her hair pulled up into a high bun.

Hearing Xi Shi's words, she frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "I heard people say that my husband seems to have been out for several days."

There was a trace of doubt in her eyes, and she was secretly wondering about the reason behind the Prime Minister's unusual behavior.

A look of surprise appeared on Xi Shi's face. She looked at Song Meijiao and asked, "How many days have he been out? What is he doing out there?"

There was a hint of anxiety in her tone, and the worry in her heart grew stronger.

Song Meijiao shook her head and said, "I don't know either."

She was also murmuring in her heart, worried that her husband might be involved in some trouble or dangerous situation.

After all, the prime minister has a special status, and his every move may affect the fate of the entire family.

Xi Shi sighed and murmured: "I really hope nothing happens to my husband."

Song Meijiao comforted her: "Sister, don't worry too much. Maybe your husband has some urgent business."

But her eyes still revealed a hint of uneasiness.

After a while, Qin Feng walked in with steady steps, and his eyes shot towards Song Guangshan like sharp swords.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked expressionlessly: "Song Guangshan, it's been a while, what else do you have to say?"

His voice was cold, without any warmth.

"Sir, I really did not participate in the assassination. What I said before was all the truth."

After Qin Feng heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself: This Song Guangshan really didn't shed tears even when he saw the coffin.

He took a step forward, looked at Song Guangshan condescendingly, and said coldly: "Since you don't have to drink wine as a penalty, I have no choice but to be rude."

Song Guangshan looked at Qin Feng's cold expression, his body trembled suddenly, and he felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

His lips were trembling, and he wanted to say something more, but looking at Qin Feng's decisive look, he swallowed the words again.

Qin Feng's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he stretched out his hands without hesitation and strangled Song Guangshan's neck.

Song Guangshan's eyes widened instantly, full of fear and despair.

Qin Feng's fingers were like iron pliers, constantly tightening.

Song Guangshan's face began to turn red, and he struggled desperately, kicking his legs on the ground, trying to break free from Qin Feng's control.

There was a "clucking" sound in his throat, like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

There was no trace of mercy on Qin Feng's face. He knew in his heart that if he wanted to pry the truth out of this tough-talking guy, he would have to give him a taste of his power.

He looked at Song Guangshan coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, did you lead the assassination? If you don't tell me, I will strangle you to death!"

Song Guangshan felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, and his consciousness began to blur.

His mind was in a mess. His instinct for survival made him want to beg for mercy, but the stubbornness in his heart made him unwilling to give in easily.

His heart was shouting: I can't just admit to the false accusation.

However, Qin Feng's hand showed no sign of relaxation.

Song Guangshan's struggle became weaker and weaker. His eyes began to roll up, as if he would die in the next second.

At this critical moment, Qin Feng suddenly let go of his hand, and Song Guangshan collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, gasping for breath. (End of this chapter)