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"it is good."

The three of them rushed down the mountain together, and when they were about to go down the mountain, there was a louder explosion behind them, followed by even more tragic cries.

The three stopped and watched.

"Is Beihai Xiandao also dead?"

Tao Er was puzzled.

"Probably not, he is so powerful, it is impossible to be killed by explosives."

Grandson Yiyi took the words.

"Regardless of whether he is dead or not, even if he is not dead, he will not come to trouble us in the future. This time, the Shadow Team was almost wiped out. This is our achievement."

Liu Hairui pursed his lips and said with a smile.

"Bishop Hai, I've always wondered why we have to kill the entire Shadow Team?"

Tao Er asked with some puzzlement.

"For one person."

Liu Hairui looked affectionately at Eldest Sun Yiyi: "We will go back to the palace immediately."

Chapter 157

When the three of them went down the mountain, they heard someone shouting above their heads: "I won't spare you."

The three of them shuddered. The voice was obviously coming from Beihai Xiandao. It seemed that this Beihai Xiandao was not killed by the explosives at all.

After returning to the palace, the three of them lay on the bed exhausted to rest.

The next morning, the three of them got up early, and Liu Hairui went to the emperor's side after getting up. Coincidentally, Zhang Renfeng was also there, but he looked miserable, as if he had aged dozens of years overnight.

"Why is Marshal Zhang so lonely?"

Liu Hairui asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, something happened last night."

Zhang Renfeng couldn't hide his helplessness. The treasures he had worked so hard for half his life were emptied by others overnight. No one could understand and understand that kind of feeling.

"What happened? Is there anyone in the capital who dares to challenge you, Grand Marshal Zhang? Is he tired of working?"

Liu Hairui said indifferently: "Should I lead someone to teach him a lesson?"

"No need, it's just a small matter."

Zhang Renfeng waved his hands again and again with a pained expression.

"I heard that someone sneaked into Marshal Zhang's mansion last night and removed all the rare treasures that Marshal Zhang had accumulated for half his life. Is there such a thing?"

Liu Hairui asked the question knowingly and took pleasure in other's misfortune.

"Where do I have any rare treasures, it's just the salary of some imperial courts, no wealth."

Zhang Renfeng said.

"Oh, that's good. Anyway, Marshal Zhang was innocent all his life, and he didn't have any jewelry at all."

Liu Hairui looked at the emperor: "Your Majesty, this servant has already figured out a countermeasure, and will soon find the thief who framed the third prince and the humble minister."

"Really? Well, you have to deal with it as soon as possible."

The emperor nodded: "I believe you will be able to do well. Just don't let me down."

"The slave will definitely not disappoint His Majesty. If we hurry up, we will be able to find out who is behind the scenes tonight."

Liu Hairui patted his chest and promised: "Your Majesty, the slave is resigning."

"Haichen, you came to see His Majesty just to say this?"

Zhang Renfeng looked at Liu Hairui inexplicably, he always felt that Liu Hairui had something to say to the emperor, maybe it was because it was not convenient for him to say it here.

"No, the more important thing is to come here to comfort you. I hope you don't take money too seriously. Those are things outside your body."

Liu Hairui said with a smile: "As long as you walk upright and sit upright, history will remember you."

"I know."

Zhang Renfeng nodded reluctantly.

"Then I'll leave first. If Marshal Zhang has any orders, just ask someone to notify me."

Liu Hairui backed out after finishing speaking.

Walking on the road in the palace, Liu Hairui's smile couldn't help but piled up on his face. Without Zhang Renfeng's treasure, even if he really rebelled, it wouldn't take too long. Quick decision is Zhang Renfeng's only way out.

Just as she was thinking about what to do next, Fan Jingrong chased up from behind and patted Liu Hairui on the shoulder.

"Bishop Hai, do you really know who is behind the frame of the Third Prince?"

"Of course I know, otherwise, wouldn't it be the crime of deceiving the emperor, even if I have nine heads, I can't bear it."

Liu Hairui looked at Fan Jingrong with a smile: "You seem to be very concerned about this matter."

"Because I know who the instigator of this incident is."

Fan Jingrong sneered: "This matter was planned by you, Bishop Hai."

"You're so smart, but do you want to know who I'll let take the blame for me?"

Liu Hairui walked to Fan Jingrong's side, leaned into his ear and whispered, "It's you."

Fan Jingrong's face changed after hearing the words, and she looked at Liu Hairui in surprise.

"Don't look at me with this expression, you are destined to lose me all your life."

Liu Hairui pursed his lips and smiled: "From now on, you should take care of your funeral."

"you?"

Fan Jingrong gritted her teeth: "Who do you think you are, if you want to kill me, kill me."

"You don't believe in my ability?"

After Liu Hairui finished speaking, he pointed to the sky with one finger: "I can cover the sky with one hand, not to mention killing you."