Now, the identity and the case of Gongsun Mo are becoming increasingly clear. Lin Yi, holding the laser cutting gun, strips off all his bullet-proof suit.

"What a thoroughly muddle-headed old man, insisting on going to great lengths to verify the person who wanted to harm himself was the old eunuch."

"People sometimes just like to deceive themselves."

Lin Yi swaggered towards the Political Discussion Room, looking at Judge Zhong who put forth the evidence that had been found, with a solemn expression.

In a letter written to the late Emperor by the Eighth Prince more than a decade ago, it mentioned "Central Capital Protector Yong." Upon careful count, in the verified letters, the term "Central Capital Protector Yong" was mentioned a total of 8 times.

"Senior Gongsun, I believe that the character 'Yong' in 'Central Capital Protector Yong' is likely a character from the name of the Central Capital Protector."

"Moreover, from the letters of the Eighth Prince, it can be seen that he deliberately intended to protect the identity of 'Central Capital Protector Yong,' and the late Emperor agreed to his approach."

"Think about it carefully, who around you at that time had the character 'Yong' in their name?" After Judge Zhong spoke, Gongsun Mo's entire person suddenly seemed to have lost his soul.

With an angry slap, he shattered the table into pieces, and the books on the table didn't escape the same fate as they fell to the floor.

From such a display of rage, Lin Yi could guess the answer just by thinking with his toes.

"Senior Gongsun, does it hit right in the feels?"

"Hehe, I told you it was your good junior brother, the old eunuch, but you wouldn't believe it. Now do you believe it?"

"I've already investigated; the old eunuch's name contained the character 'Yong' before, but for some reason, he removed it when he changed his name."

No matter how Lin Yi explained it, Gongsun Mo's mind was already in a state of chaos and fury.

He had convinced himself over and over again that it was his junior brother who gave him just enough leeway to survive, his benefactor.

It simply couldn't be his junior brother who wanted his entire family executed to the ninth degree.

But when faced with ironclad evidence, the belief that Gongsun Mo had maintained for more than a decade suddenly collapsed.

"Hehe, why does Heaven want me to know the truth."

"All these years I've lived, only to be grateful to the beast that exterminated my whole Gongsun family, it's utterly absurd."

"Oh Heaven, what have I, Gongsun Mo, done wrong to deserve such punishment with this mistake!"

For a time, Gongsun Mo simply couldn't accept this fact, constantly questioning himself in his mind.

For a moment, Gongsun Mo wished that the evidence that Judge Zhong found was false.

However, he went to search through the archives of the Ministry of Justice, finding the part about the Central Capital Protector's signature, which was kept only in Qiankun Palace.

Seeing that familiar signature, he could no longer deceive himself.

It was indeed his own junior brother.

When the dust settled, Gongsun Mo felt no relief in his heart; on the contrary, it weighed on him heavily as if it were a thousand catties.

His gaze hollow, his body convulsing incessantly as if he had aged a dozen more years in an instant.

Meanwhile, Judge Zhong, standing by, continued to search for materials, as if possessed by the task.

However, Lin Yi could not help but admire Judge Zhong.

"Young Zhong, well done indeed, actually managing to find a needle in a haystack. This time, you have made an invaluable contribution."

Lin Yi had grown more and more fond of this young man before him.

With tired eyes, Judge Zhong respectfully said, "Lord Lin, I am ignorant, so I can only do things in the most foolish way. I hope for your understanding."

Seeing such a humble and diligent Judge Zhong, Lin Yi felt a mix of heartache and admiration.

"I never expected this kid to have such talent. He will undoubtedly achieve great things in the future. I shall lend him a helping hand."

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Lin Yi had already thought it through; these materials were something he could learn and use himself.

But after all, a person's energy and time are limited. He did not want to be a superman, always busy on the go.

"Hehe, in a few months, this young master will be a father. Some matters will have to be delegated to my subordinates."

"In the future, I'll not only need to be a daddy, but I also have to take care of my wives and continue to have more little brothers and sisters for the young Princes."

While Gongsun Mo was still not out of his complicated emotions, Judge Zhong took out a sealed letter from the late Emperor.

Upon closer inspection by Lin Yi, it turned out the late Emperor had long known that the Eighth Prince was colluding with the Ministry of Justice, secretly releasing death-row prisoners, and then making use of them.

Since the Eighth Prince controlled a powerful military force at that time, the late Emperor, to avoid provoking him, had to turn a blind eye.

"So this matter started to spread since the late Emperor's time. Then, he must have also known about the National Treasury reserves at Yuquan Mountain."

With this, Lin Yi encountered a problem.

Since the late Emperor knew everything, why didn't he give any hints to the young Emperor? Now he has left so many problems for the young Emperor to solve.

Alas, once again feeling sorry for my dear smart little Emperor wife.

At this thought, Lin Yi suddenly remembered the Zhuangzi book that the strange little Emperor wife had mentioned earlier.

"Little Zhong, go find the book Zhuangzi. There might be new discoveries."

To improve efficiency, Lin Yi also joined the search for Zhuangzi.

The late Emperor's Political Discussion Room really had many books, Lin Yi estimated there were as many as three thousand. Dense rows of books were headache-inducing.

Finding Zhuangzi among these three thousand books was no easy task.

But for Judge Zhong, he had much more experience.

"Sir Lin, let's go directly to the second-to-last bookshelf. These rich families are very particular about how they place their books."

While saying this, Judge Zhong walked towards the last two rows of shelves.

Sure enough, after searching for only half an hour, they found Zhuangzi.

But not just one copy; there was a whole row, dozens of Zhuangzi books.

Lin Yi was stunned.

"What's with the late Emperor? Why was he so fond of Zhuangzi? It's not enough to have just one copy; he actually had dozens?"

"What kind of hobby is this? Is there a possibility of different versions of Zhuangzi interpretations?"

Lin Yi was puzzled. In his recollection, interpretations of classic works were something that only existed in future generations, like how later Redologists, focusing solely on Cao Xueqin's Dream of the Red Chamber, supported a whole group of people.

Just as Lin Yi was about to reach out and take a copy of Zhuangzi, Judge Zhong suddenly stopped him.

"Sir Lin, wait! Be careful!"

As he spoke, Judge Zhong hurried in front of Lin Yi and carefully placed his hand on the side of the bookshelf, feeling for two thin threads.

"Sir Lin, please step back half a step!"

Turns out he was disarming a Hidden Weapon mechanism. Understanding Judge Zhong's actions, Lin Yi obligingly stepped back half a step.

Judge Zhong also turned sideways and used a brush to gently flick open the two threads, and in the next second, all the Hidden Weapons hidden in the row of books were triggered.

...End of chapter...

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