Joy of Life: Starting by clinging to the eldest princess's coattails!

Chapter 144 Ye Liuyun: What kind of kung fu is this?!

In the following days, Chen Huizu and the others truly experienced what it meant to struggle to move forward.

They split into three teams.

Yu Dingzhong and Lin Ruofu went to the Suzhou camp outside the city, but before they even got close to the camp, they were surrounded by a group of people.

"Your Excellency, General Xu is a good man!"

"That's right! If it weren't for General Xu, we refugees from Jiangbei would have starved to death long ago!"

"You cannot investigate General Xu!"

Yu Dingzhong stood in the crowd, jostled about, his official hat askew.

Lin Ruofu stood to the side, his expression unreadable, only occasionally offering a few words of advice to "everyone calm down."

The other team, consisting of Wang Tingzan and Wang Danwang, went to the prefectural government office.

Xie Yu was very polite and personally came out to greet them, inviting them into the back office and having tea and water served.

But when asked about the crucial points, Xie Yu would smile and hand over a stack of files.

"My lords, this is the Gu family's confession, this is the evidence from the Xia family's water fortress, and these are the confessions and incriminating evidence of those who were arrested. Please take your time to look through them. If there is anything you don't understand, please feel free to ask me."

The two immediately began to look through it.

Wang Tingzan flipped through a few pages, and his expression changed.

Every piece of evidence is clear and detailed, with fingerprints, dates, and corroborating evidence.

Forget framing them, you can't even find fault with them.

The only flaw is that these people were executed without their crimes being reported to the imperial court for approval.

But they don't see this as a valid point of contention.

After all, Her Highness the Eldest Princess is in Suzhou.

Chen Huizu and Lai Mingcheng encountered setbacks everywhere they went during their visits to the city.

Wherever they went, the people followed.

When we went to the teahouse, the owner came out in person, smiling apologetically, and said that the teahouse was closed for the day.

When they went to ask questions on the street, before the person being asked could even speak, a group of people surrounded them, all praising the princess and the prefect.

After a few days, Chen Huizu and the others finally understood.

This case can't be investigated.

Suzhou Inn.

Seven people sat in the main hall, the atmosphere heavy with tension.

Wang Danwang spoke first, his voice bitter: "My lords, I dare not investigate this case any further. I am truly afraid that if we continue, the people of Suzhou will drown us without anyone saying a word."

Yu Dingzhong frowned, his face full of confusion: "How did they manage to do that? Get all the people of Suzhou to vouch for them?"

Lin Ruofu, seated at the lower end, spoke softly, "Have you gentlemen noticed that there isn't a single beggar in Suzhou? You must know, quite a few disaster victims from Jiangbei have fled here."

Chen Huizu said in a deep voice, "Work relief instead of economic relief. Qingyutang is rich and powerful. All those disaster victims were sent to the three reservoir construction sites in Suzhou."

Lai Mingcheng thought for a moment and slowly said, "I have come to understand the people of Suzhou a little better now. If I were one of those disaster victims, or a resident of Suzhou, and if anyone could feed me and save my life, I would do the same to protect Her Highness the Princess and Xie Yu."

Chen Huizu glanced at him, then looked at the others.

"And then there's the matter of Princess Huang." He lowered his voice a little, "These past two days, Imperial Censor Lai and I have visited many places in Suzhou, and the so-called story of the little princess summoning lightning to kill the assassin—is very likely true."

The group looked at each other.

Wang Tingzan said, "After reviewing the case with Lord Wang Danwang, it was confirmed that the Gu family and Xia family water fortress in Suzhou were indeed involved in the assassination of Her Highness the Eldest Princess. As for the others who were arrested, there is sufficient evidence to warrant their execution."

Now that things have been said, everyone understands.

This trip to Suzhou was destined to be fruitless.

Lakeside Cottage.

Wu Feng has been staying by Taihu Lake for the past few days.

He had a flock of birds monitor the entire Suzhou Prefecture, and no movement could escape their eyes. But so far, they had not found anyone suspicious.

In the lakeside pavilion, Li Yunrui lay on a soft couch, his plain white clothes clinging to his body, revealing the obvious curve of his lower abdomen.

Her beautiful eyes darted around, watching the figures on the lake's surface.

Wu Feng is standing on the water.

That's right, it's standing on the water.

My feet were still half an inch above the water, and I was suspended there like a weightless feather.

Chunmei and the other maids also kept a close eye on the lake.

Ling Shuang and Qi Yue stood at the front, their hands on their sword hilts, their faces filled with disbelief.

Why is Wu Feng able to float on the water's surface when they are both at the eighth rank?

On the lake, Wu Feng closed his eyes and circulated his Qi, fusing the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Technique with the Qi.

The Qi Scripture has the characteristic of encompassing thousands of techniques. After merging with the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Technique, the true qi flows even more fiercely in the meridians.

Tiny lightning crackled across his skin, the sound so faint it was like the chirping of countless insects.

His entire body was enveloped in Qi, and the surrounding air became somewhat distorted due to the powerful Qi he emitted.

The water on the lake surface began to steam.

ashore.

Ling Shuang and the others stared wide-eyed.

Just then.

A melodious chant drifted from afar across Taihu Lake.

The tune was strange, like opera singing or chanting, drifting across the lake.

Wu Feng opened his eyes instantly.

With eyes like lightning, he looked in the direction from which the singing was coming.

This chanting was actually infused with true energy!

Although the technique was terrible, it was enough to make the chant travel very, very far.

On the shore, Ling Shuang and Qi Yue immediately drew their swords and stood guard in front of Li Yunrui.

Chunmei and Meigu hurriedly said, "Your Highness, quickly hide! Someone is coming, it could very well be a Grandmaster!"

Li Yunrui, however, was not afraid at all.

She remained lying on the soft couch, her beautiful face even tinged with a sickly excitement.

"If he truly is a Grandmaster, and Xiao Wuzi can't defeat him, then there's no point in me hiding anywhere." Her voice was soft yet tinged with excitement. "I'll be right here, watching Xiao Wuzi battle a Grandmaster!"

Chunmei and the other maids were extremely anxious upon hearing this.

But since Li Yunrui didn't move, they didn't dare to move either.

On the lake.

Wu Feng vaguely saw a small boat slowly heading towards the lakeside cottage.

On the small boat, a figure continued to sing the strange tune from before while rowing the boat with a bamboo pole at a leisurely pace.

"knife."

Wu Feng called out softly.

On the shore, Mei Gu understood and immediately threw Wu Feng's Embroidered Spring Blade at him.

Wu Feng raised his hand and caught the Embroidered Spring Blade.

Then he walked on the water, heading towards the small boat.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

On the shore, Ling Shuang and the other maids were shocked once again.

Wu Feng's figure flashed across the lake surface as if he were teleporting, advancing several meters with each flash, rapidly approaching the small boat!

On a small boat.

Ye Liuyun stopped using the bamboo pole in his hand.

The chanting stopped.

He stood at the bow of the boat, watching the figure flashing and approaching on the lake, his face filled with horror.

What kind of kung fu is that?!

He had lived for decades and seen countless masters, but he had never seen such lightness skill before.

It's not light-footed skill.

Is it teleportation?

In the blink of an eye, Wu Feng had arrived ten zhang in front of the small boat and stopped on the lake.

He gripped the embroidered spring knife, its tip pointing diagonally at the water, and looked at the old man in a gray-blue robe at the bow of the boat.

The old man had gray hair and a thin face, but his eyes were very bright.

The two were separated by a stretch of lake water, ten feet apart, and neither of them spoke.

On the shore, Li Yunrui sat up from the soft couch, holding onto the railing, staring intently at the lake.

In those alluring eyes, a morbid excitement almost overflowed.

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