The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Dali Temple interrogation room.

The interrogation room is filled with all kinds of torture instruments, and just a glance up at them can make ordinary people feel frightened.

In the interrogation room, the shopkeeper and waiter of Wangyou Bun Shop were brought here for the second time.

The difference from before was that the jade-faced young man sitting in front of them was not at all as kind as Zhao Chen was to them.

The gloomy expressions made them even more panicked.

This is His Majesty the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty. Under His Majesty's order, he is specifically responsible for poisoning people in your bun shop...

Sir, there is nothing wrong with our buns. We sold so many buns that day.

Why are only the two of them poisoned? Sir, they must be framing us, Wangyou Baozi...

Snapped!

Presumptuous! Du He slapped the shopkeeper mercilessly on the face.

At that time, the old shopkeeper was beaten until he fainted.

It's from the shopkeeper!

It's from the shopkeeper!

The guys supported the old shopkeeper with heavy wooden shackles on their hands.

The shackles on my feet clanked!

There was a heavy look of worry on their faces.

His Royal Highness, don't be too harsh. This is Dali Temple, and everything must be done according to the rules. Dai Zhou frowned as he looked at the old shopkeeper who was knocked unconscious.

Dai Shaoqing, when His Highness the Crown Prince speaks, even a mere commoner dares to interrupt him. If you don't deal with him, where is the Crown Prince's majesty?

Could it be that Dai Shaoqing is interested in His Highness the Crown Prince's face...

Okay, Du He, what Dai Shaoqing said is right. Let's not be so cruel to the elderly. Li Tai sat in the upper hall, waved his hand to interrupt Du He, and said expressionlessly.

Du He and Li Tai held their hands and stepped aside.

The interrogation room fell into silence, and several of the clerks did not dare to make a sound.

You must all know that I am here today.

The buns from Wangyou Bun Shop ate people to death. This incident has alarmed my father. This matter is of great importance, and there are murderers behind the scenes.

The hand will definitely be severely punished.

No matter who it is, no matter who they are.

I will give you a chance today, a chance to atone for your sins. Li Tai said slowly, the expression on his face remained unchanged.

Dai Zhou stood aside, feeling that something was wrong.

Dai Shaoqing, I have a secret order from my father. Dai Shaoqing, please stay away first. Sure enough, Li Tai wanted to drive Dai Zhou out of here.

His Royal Highness, in Dali Temple...

Dai Shaoqing, you, Dai Shaoqing, also want to hear Father's secret order, right? Li Tai looked at Dai Zhou coldly, with a slightly annoyed look on his face.

I don't dare! Dai Zhou cupped his hands with an unspeakable expression on his face.

Dai Zhou turned around and looked at the guys kneeling on the ground, but Dai Zhou didn't say anything more.

He should have known that Li Tai would use the emperor to force him to leave here.

Dai Zhou couldn't understand the emperor's thoughts. He clearly knew that someone was framing Zhao Chen, and he knew that Li Tai and Zhao Chen had a grudge.

But he still asked Li Tai to come over to hear the case.

Is the emperor ready to give up on Zhao Chen?

哐——

The door to the interrogation room was slammed shut.

The warden stood next to Dai Zhou, hesitant to speak.

Let's go, we've done our best on this matter. Dai Zhou glanced at the warden, waved his hand and said.

The warden nodded and followed Dai Zhou away.

In the small interrogation room, the dim candlelight made the already trance-like interrogation room particularly penetrating.

Li Tai sat in the upper hall and looked at the few guys in front of him.

All the evidence in Dali Temple points to you. It was you who put arsenic in the buns.

But I want you to

We are just ordinary people, who have the guts to poison us.

Tell me, but your boss ordered me to do so. I heard that he...

No, no, it's not our boss...

Snapped--

If you talk before His Highness the Crown Prince again, I will knock out all your teeth! Du He slapped the waiter in the face.

A tooth was knocked out and flew far away.

I heard that he had a grudge against the businessman in the west of the city. He said he had stolen business from Wangyou Bookstore.

So Zhao Chen wants to take this opportunity to poison the businessman in the west of the city, is that right? Li Tai continued to speak slowly.

How dare these guys talk to each other?

They all lowered their heads and looked at the ground with fear on their faces.

I have letters here that I found from your Wangyou Baozi Shop. Take a look and see if they are yours? Li Tai waved his hand, and Du He took out a few letters from his arms.

The letter was opened and placed in front of several clerks.

Several people frowned. Except for the old shopkeeper who was literate, they didn't know how to read.

So they didn't know what was written on it.

Your Majesty... Your Highness, the little people don't know how to read, so...

If you don't know the characters, that's easy. Li Tai, just read it to them. Li Tai said with a smile.

Yes! Du He also had a smile on his face.

This letter says that on the first day of August in the tenth year of Zhenguan, Wangyou Baozi Shop purchased fifty pigs from outside the city to make stuffing for steamed buns.

It was signed by Zhao Chen himself, right? Du He asked.

The guys were stunned for a moment, but they nodded and said, Yes, that's right.

They didn't hear anything wrong with what Du He said.

The only strange thing is that the purchase matters of their netizen Baozi shop are all discussed by the shopkeepers of each shop. Zhao Chen

I don't have time to worry about these things.

But it didn't sound like it was an important matter, and several people thought that it wouldn't matter if they agreed.

In this case, you can press your fingerprints here to show that you agree with what I just said. Du He handed several letters to several people.

Sir... Sir, can you wait... until our shopkeeper wakes up... wakes up, and then... press... the fingerprints again. One of the waiters had a second thought.

What nonsense are you talking about? You insist on having a taste of the torture instruments of Dali Temple? Du He scolded with a cold look in his eyes.

Several people were already panicking. How could they dare to delay after being so frightened by Du He.

Immediately, I put my fingerprints on several letters.

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Dai Zhou felt a little strange. He thought that 90% of the guys in the interrogation room would be severely punished by Du He.

But Li Tai and the others left, and when the warden went in to take the people out, he didn't see any injuries.

Dai Zhou couldn't help but think that Li Tai was really here to deliver the emperor's secret order.

Master Shaoqing, my subordinates asked them. They said that the prince did not embarrass them, but just asked them to put his fingerprints on some letters. The warden came back and told Dai Zhou what he had just asked. Condition.

letter?

What letter? Dai Zhou frowned.

I heard it was a letter from Wangyou Baozi Shop purchasing pigs. The warden explained.

Buying pigs? Dai Zhou muttered, then shook his head.

The dignified prince, would you come here for a few letters about purchasing live pigs? Dai Zhou sighed with a look on his face.

Even without being present in person, he could still guess some things.

Zhao Chen, I'm afraid something big is going to happen this time! Dai Zhou said again, walking out of the prison.

Lord Shaoqing! the warden shouted, but Dai Zhou looked as if he hadn't heard him.