Gu Chengfeng refused, "I, I am not the same build as you; I’m not as tall as you are."
Xiao Hen hummed in agreement, calmly turned around, and took out a pair of ancient high-platform shoes from his bundle.
Gu Chengfeng: "..."
——Gu Chengfeng began the arduous days of attending school by day and working diligently (performing opera) by night.
...
After leaving the National Master Hall, Wang Xu rushed to the Imperial Palace without stopping; he was on an imperial mission to investigate a case and was authorized to mobilize the eunuchs of the palace.
He started his investigation with the twelve eunuch bureaus, and all eunuchs who had worn that type of fabric were required to undergo an interrogation by the Duwei Prefecture.
He sat in the Grand Hall of the left Duwei Prefecture, while the stewards of the twelve eunuch bureaus were lined up in the middle of the Grand Hall.
Officially, none of these twelve stewards knew martial arts, but whether they did or not was not for them to decide.
Wang Xu wanted to verify by himself.
For a person to possess strong light body skills, they must also have extraordinary internal strength. To probe whether someone has internal strength or not, one can either observe their moves or directly channel one’s own internal strength into the other’s meridians.
The latter would cause a degree of pain to the person being tested, with the weaker their martial arts, the greater the pain.
But for the sake of the investigation, such concerns had to be set aside.
He looked at everyone steadily, "My esteemed stewards, please forgive my intrusion."
He began with the Ritual Affairs Bureau steward. He grasped the steward’s wrist and when his internal strength poured in, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the steward’s forehead.
Calluses on the palm, indicating a slight martial arts training, not deep enough internal strength, not the assassin who killed Shangguan Yun.
He then tested seven other stewards from bureaus such as the Internal Affairs Bureau and the Imperial Treasures Bureau, all of whom had no internal strength whatsoever.
To his surprise, however, the stewards of the Divine Palace Bureau, Direct Hall Bureau, Knowledge Bureau, and the Office of Device Management turned out to be experts.
But that was not strange; who could rise to their positions in the palace without hiding some skills?
Wang Xu, well-aware of the ways of power, did not criticize them for hiding their abilities. However, the sovereign wanted the assassin found, and these four were highly suspect.
But upon investigating their whereabouts, he found that all four had perfect alibis for the previous night.
And there was no significant flaw to be found in their clothing.
A damaged outfit can be mended, and skilled seamstresses can mend so well that no flaw is apparent.
Wang Xu ordered his men, "Bring me the scorpion box."
"Yes." The servant went to the Warehouse and brought back a metal box with both hands.
The others breathed a sigh of relief. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
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