Red Heart Survey

Xin'an City, the sacrificial hall.

Dong A's death was a sacrifice for the country.

He died in the position of deputy prime minister and deserves honor.

So his coffin is now parked on the sacrificial hall.

After the dust of the national war settled, Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui returned to Xin'an City immediately, and couldn't wait to settle down the army first, leaving Huangfu Duanming, who was seriously injured, to deal with it alone.

Duan Li can die, He Badao can die, as long as the death is worthwhile.

But Dong A's death is something that shakes the country.

General talent is easy to get, and good talent is hard to find.

As far as before, Dong A's death directly shook the entire battlefield, forcing Zhuang Gaoxian to launch a decisive battle ahead of time.

In hindsight, Dong A's death created a vacancy for Du Ruhui's talent, and also made it impossible for Du Ruhui to focus on his cultivation, which impacted Dongzhen.

Because apart from Dong A, no one has enough ability and prestige to take over the aspect again.

Now Dong Ana's dismembered body is lying in the coffin.

The various parts of the body are simply put together.

Eyes open, the expression before death turned out to be smiling.

Dong A hasn't smiled for many years, no matter whether it's a promotion or improvement in cultivation, he always has a serious face and a serious look. Not even a polite smile for so many years. So much so that Du Ruhui even forgot that he could laugh too.

And he laughed so wildly, so irresponsibly.

This guy who has been with him for so many years.

Before he knew it, he had grown from a scrupulous boy to a serious and upright middle-aged man.

From a small policeman who bumped into walls everywhere and got his head broken, he has grown into a calm and extremely reliable deputy prime minister of the country.

And then die, becoming what is now a mangled corpse.

Du Ruhui lowered his head and looked at Dong A's open eyes, as if he wanted to see the appearance of the murderer from those eyes.

This is of course futile.

Those eyes, once firmly imprinted the appearance of the murderer, right?

It's just gone already.

Even though he, Du Ruhui, had extraordinary fighting power and was a first-class God's presence expert, he still couldn't find the answer in these eyes.

Zhuangguo won the battle of Zhuangyongguo, but the deputy prime minister of Yiguo died, and the murderer still doesn't know who it is. Regardless of Yong, Luo, Mo, and Cheng, there is no trace of making a move.

Lin Zhengren, one of the Six Heroes of the National Academy, was the first to investigate the cause of death, but he did not find any useful clues.

The corpse will never speak again, never stand up against him again.

It sounds like a good thing, but it's not that good.

Du Ruhui watched quietly, silent for a long time.

Zhuang Gaoxian was standing next to him, looking at his expression, he felt that his prime minister was really old.

"What kind of jade is this?" Zhuang Gaoxian asked.

He stretched out his hand from Dong A's body, right at the center of his heart, and picked up a piece of blue jade.

Dong A's relics are still well preserved, and even the most precious Liang Jiechi is not lost. This piece of jade is one of the relics. It is said that when the body was discovered, the piece of jade was placed like this, and no one moved it.

Du Ruhui glanced at it, thought carefully, and said, "If I remember correctly, it should be left by Zhang Xinliang, Dong A's friend."

"Zhang Xinliang?" Zhuang Gaoxian was obviously unfamiliar with this name.

Du Ruhui sighed: "Your Majesty, you shouldn't forget him. He died of exhaustion in order to fight for resources for the Zhuang Guo Dao Academy at the Nine Heavens Altar Meeting in Yujing Mountain."

"It turned out to be the hero of our Zhuang country." Zhuang Gaoxian said solemnly: "I shouldn't forget."

Du Ruhui didn't take advantage of this to say anything else, but just reached out and took the cyan jade, and was about to put it back in Dong A's heart.

But when Yu Jue's gentle touch reached his fingers, he suddenly frowned: "I remember Dong A, it seems that I haven't worn this piece of jade for a long time."

"You mean..." Zhuang Gaoxian also turned around: "Is it possible that this piece of jade was left by the murderer?"

"I suddenly remembered that Dong A once told me one thing." Du Ruhui said suddenly, rubbing the green jade in his hand.

Zhuang Gaoxian looked at him with questioning eyes.

"The old lord of Fenglin City, Liu Yi'an, asked for an explanation for the fall of Fenglin City, and said that he would kneel and die in front of the sacrificial hall."

Du Ruhui pointed to the outside of the hall: "It's probably in that position."

"What happened later?" Although it was a question, Zhuang Gaoxian's voice did not fluctuate.

"In order to avoid influence, Dong A killed him and publicized his death from illness."

"Dong A did the right thing." Zhuang Gaoxian said in a tone overlooking all sentient beings from the top of the clouds: "But Liu Yi'an's family should also receive a pension, and his children and descendants can be sent to the Taoist temple for training as appropriate."

"Liu Yi'an has no heirs, and when he retired from the position of city lord due to his declining cultivation, he didn't want anything..." Du Ruhui shook his head without any expression on his face and said, "Dong A told me about this, and it's not Pleading for merit, but pleading guilty. He said that he should not kill the hero, and asked me to remove him from office."

After ascending to Dongzhen, Zhuang Gaoxian has been consolidating his cultivation and exploring new worlds of cultivation. Du Ruhui is still in charge of handling affairs of the state. So he didn't know about Liu Yi'an.

It was only at this moment that his expression finally became serious: "Master Du, that is our joint decision."

"No." Du Ruhui continued to shake his head: "Your Majesty, you are a sage and enlightened lord, and you can't have any stains. That's my decision alone. I just..."

He finally just sighed: "Dong Ah seemed to want to say something to me at that time, but he didn't say it."

The expression on his face was finally bleak.

It's like surviving a long winter, only to be late autumn.

"Dong Que was buried with state ceremonies," Zhuang Gao enviously said.

It is extremely mournful and honorable to hold a funeral with national rites.

Du Ruhui tightly held the blue jade in his hand, was silent for a while, and then said: "I think I know, Zhu Wei, why did I suddenly know the truth about Fenglin City and choose to treason."

Zhuang Gaoxian's eyes were deep: "Does he know the murderer?"

How this piece of jade, which originally belonged to Zhang Xinliang and was later worn by Dong A, appeared at the murderer's place is not very likely.

Dong A has always been upright, not close to women, and he is not married, so it is impossible to have any problems such as illegitimate children.

When I contacted Zhu Weiwo's sudden treason, the scope was already very small.

In Fenglin City, or Fenglin City Daoist Academy, someone survived...

"This man must die."

Du Ruhui held Yu Jue and said seriously: "It doesn't matter who he is."

"Naturally." Zhuang Gaoxian said: "The Deputy Prime Minister of Zhuang Guo cannot die without knowing it."

Du Ruhui took Yu Jue's hand and clenched it into a fist, silent for a while.

Then he bowed to Zhuang Gaoxian, turned around and walked away!