When the Third Prince heard this, he felt that something was wrong, but he didn't take it to heart.
But …
Before he could take two steps, the leader of the soldiers suddenly stepped forward and blocked his way.
The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
"I'll send you to hell. Please don't blame me, Your Highness."
Amidst the pain, he vaguely heard the man's scornful and mocking voice.
The Third Prince used all his strength to spit out two words. "You …"
He didn't finish his sentence before he breathed his last. His body slumped to one side.
The soldier kicked the Third Prince. Seeing that he couldn't be more dead, he immediately threw the Third Prince's body into the well in the backyard.
Once the body was in the water, it would be difficult to determine the time of death.
When the time came, they just had to blame Prince Changshou's army for the Third Prince's death.
"Let's go. There's no trace of the Third Prince here, only a lunatic. Let's search somewhere else."
Two flowers bloomed, one on each side.
The Third Prince breathed his last, but the Fourth Prince couldn't be found.
Not only could they not find him, but they couldn't even enter the Fourth Prince's manor.
The soldier secretly reported this matter to Feng Zhen.
Feng Zhen was surprised. "You can't find the Fourth Prince's manor?"
The soldier felt wronged. It wasn't that they couldn't find the Fourth Prince's manor, but they could see it, but they couldn't enter.
It was clearly that residence, but it was as if he had encountered a ghost and was unable to approach it.
Feng Zhen didn't believe in supernatural powers, but this made him wary.
"You can leave now. Keep a close eye on that place. Don't let anyone get close."
Feng Zhen sent the soldier away in a low voice. After frowning, he found Jiang Pengji and briefly explained the problem at hand.
"My lord, supernatural powers can't be trusted. But if the Fourth Prince is fine, he can use this' miracle 'to build support for himself. The people and the court officials will definitely side with him. If that's the case, why don't we be ruthless and burn down all the mansions nearby? That will completely eliminate any future problems. "
Feng Zhen firmly believed that supernatural powers were fake, but there were too many ignorant people who were too easy to fool.
Looking at the history of emperors, which of them didn't create one or two mythical stories for themselves?
Otherwise, how could the words "the monarch's authority is bestowed by God" be true?
After Jiang Pengji heard this, she smiled and asked Feng Zhen in return.
"Burn all the nearby mansions? That was a good idea, but what if fire didn't work? All of the nearby mansions have been burnt to ashes, and only the Fourth Prince's mansion is still intact. In this way, not only have we not achieved our goal, but we have also helped them build up their momentum. This wasn't some kind of supernatural power, it was just someone playing tricks in the dark. It's just a trick, a mere swindler. "
Feng Zhen was astonished, but before he could voice his doubts, Jiang Pengji threw the matter in her hands to him.
"Help me deal with this for a while. As for the Fourth Prince, I will personally send him to hell."
If the soldiers could easily find the fourth prince, it meant that the time-traveler did not think of using Wuma Jun.
That was for the best. It would save her trouble.
But now, the soldiers could clearly see the Fourth Prince's mansion, but they couldn't get close to it no matter what. This was thought-provoking.
In ancient times, people would blame this on supernatural powers, but the viewers in the livestream room had a different way of thinking.
Coca Cola: When I heard the host say that she would send the Fourth Prince to hell, I feel like she's about to explode. She's so evil that I want to marry her.
Pepsi Cola: You're all smitten with the host's 2.8-meter aura. Am I the only one who noticed Feng Zhen's words? I'm super curious. What happened to the Fourth Prince's mansion? Why did it look like ghosts were going around in circles? Could it be that there really are demons and ghosts in this world?
Qiyue Bo He: Even if there are demons and ghosts, our host can still tear them apart. What are you afraid of? Cling to the host's thighs!
Lemon Lemon: Thinking about what the host said before, I feel that the Fourth Prince's legs might not be crippled. Moreover, the Eldest Prince, the Second Prince, and the Third Prince are all kneeling. Won't the title of Emperor fall on his head? Even if his legs are crippled, ancient people were very superstitious. If the Fourth Prince is covered in a layer of myths and is blessed by the heavens, perhaps an exception will be made? Everything is hard to say.
Ancient people always liked to add myths and spirits to inexplicable phenomena. But in the eyes of modern people, it was mostly a show.
If the Fourth Prince seized the opportunity, he might be able to make a comeback.
Unfortunately, his opponent was none other than Jiang Pengji. She was a person who specialized in dealing with all kinds of demons, vulgarities, and scum.
The Fourth Prince was not favored. After he came to Chenzhou, the Fourth Prince's wife, Liu Huan, gave birth to an ominous two-headed conjoined demon infant, which caused Wuma Jun to be demoted again and again. Because of various reasons, his mansion was located in the most remote part of the imperial city. The surroundings looked desolate and clean. The houses nearby looked more like haunted mansions. It was obvious how much the Emperor hated Wuma Jun when he was alive.
Jiang Pengji didn't alert anyone. She avoided all the spies and quietly moved closer.
Looking at the mansion in front of her, not only was she shocked, but the audience was also surprised.
Luoluohuadang: No way? This is the Fourth Prince's mansion? It doesn't look like it at all. Even a normal rich businessman is better off than this, right?
Shenjia: After all, he's not favored and he doesn't have a family to rely on. He must have a hard time. It's normal for him to be poor.
The audience in the streaming room was discussing the appearance of the Fourth Prince's mansion, but Jiang Pengji didn't care. She just frowned.
The whole mansion was covered by a strange spiritual aura. It could affect the judgment of ordinary people.
Bookworm Xiaoyin: "Host, let's go and take a look. Let's see if it's really a ghost wall."
Wanzhao Qingkong: We have to believe in science. We have to oppose all superstitions. Ghosts are just a trick to deceive people.
Jiang Pengji observed for a while and suddenly laughed.
It was indeed a trick that couldn't be used in public.
It could work on ordinary people with weak mental strength, but to confuse her?
It would be faster to refine it.
Compared to the cold outside, the inside of the mansion was very lively.
Wuma Jun hugged a few maids all day long and had fun. He was very carefree.
"Hmph! You're still messing around here? "
He reached his hand into the maids' collar. His palm was soft. Seeing that a disharmonious scene was about to unfold, a cold snort suddenly sounded.
It was as if he had been struck by lightning. He pushed the bewildered servant girl to the side and chased everyone out.
He knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "Mother."
A delicate and pretty figure suddenly appeared in the originally empty place.
She was dressed in red. Her beauty was unparalleled. Her face was covered with gorgeous makeup, which made her look even more flirtatious.
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