My father Zhu Gaoxu

Chapter 79 Remnants
"Grandpa, it's just a guess right now. The most important thing is to catch the cook. Follow him and you should be able to find the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Zhu Zhanhe didn't want to doubt Zhu Gaochi and Yao Guangxiao, so he spoke again.

As soon as his words fell, Huang Yan, who had run out before, ran in in a panic and reported: "Your Majesty, the imperial chef who cooked for the King of Han was named He Hou, and he committed suicide!"

"When did you die?"

Zhu Di raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and asked in a gloomy voice.

"It should have just died, the body is still warm."

Huang Yan reported again.

"Where did he die, did anyone move his body?"

Zhu Zhanhe beside him couldn't help asking.

"He died in his own residence, and the servants have already sealed off the place, and no one is allowed to enter."

Huang Yan replied immediately.

"Grandpa Huang, I want to go and see He Hou's residence in person, maybe I can find some clues!"

Zhu Zhanhe immediately said that this era is very backward in all aspects. Although he doesn't understand criminal investigation, he has at least read a lot of detective novels and understands some medical knowledge. He is much better than people in this era.

"I will go with you!"

Zhu Di also wanted to see what the man who dared to poison his son looked like?
At this time, Zhu Gaoxu's condition has stabilized. He has acute allergies, which come and go quickly. Although the swelling in his throat has not subsided, his heartbeat and breathing have begun to stabilize, and it is estimated that he will recover in a few hours.

Zhu Di told Zhu Gaoxu to rest at ease, and at the same time asked Huang Yan to block the news, and then took Zhu Zhanhe out of the Hall of Martial Arts.

The Imperial Dining Room is not too far from the Wenhua Hall and the Wuying Hall. It is an independent courtyard, and it is usually managed by the Shang Dining Supervisor.

There are many people in the imperial dining room, mainly including imperial cooks, assistant cooks, small workers, fire workers, etc., adding up and down, there are hundreds of people in total.

However, although there are many people in the imperial dining room, there are not many people who are qualified to cook for the emperor, prince and prince, and He Hou is one of them.

As the imperial chef, He Hou has his own separate room for resting while on duty.

Huang Yan led the way and led Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanhe to He Hou's residence, only to see that the place was surrounded by Jinyi guards, and no one was allowed to approach, and the commander Ji Gang was also waiting outside the door.

"Your Majesty, just now I personally brought someone to arrest He Hou, but when he came here, he was already like this!"

Ji Gang pushed open the door with a look of fear, pointed to the inside and introduced.

The rebels actually sneaked into the imperial city and poisoned the prince. This is definitely the negligence of Jin Yiwei, so Ji Gang now also feels that a catastrophe is imminent.

Zhu Di ignored Ji Gang and walked into the room with Zhu Zhanhe.

I saw a long rope hanging from the beam of the house, and a short and strong middle-aged man, about 40 years old, was hanging from the rope. At this time, his eyes were rolled up and his tongue was sticking out. It was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.

Zhu Zhanhe looked at this He Hou, and saw that the other person was slightly fat, because of being hanged, his face was reddish with purple, his lips were black, and he looked a little scary.

"What about Wu Zuo?"

Zhu Di finally asked Ji Gang.

"It has arrived!"

As Ji Gang said, he beckoned, and immediately an old grey-haired assistant entered the room and carefully inspected He Hou's body.

"Your Majesty, there is no trace of homicide on this person, he should have committed suicide, and the death time did not exceed an hour!"

The old master quickly came to a conclusion and reported it to Zhu Di.

Zhu Zhanhe was worried. Although it was his first time to come into close contact with a dead body, in order to find out the truth, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

So Zhu Zhanhe personally inspected He Hou's body again, and found that his joints were still soft, and there was no rigor.

Combined with what Huang Yan said just now when he found He Hou's body, the body was still warm, which means that the death time of the other party was very short.

Then Zhu Zhanhe found another stool, stepped on it and took a look at He Hou's neck, and found that there was only an upward strangle mark, and there was no trace of scratching, and the other's nails were also very clean.

All these signs indicated that He Hou had indeed committed suicide. If he had committed suicide, the strangulation marks would have been different, and the deceased would have struggled, leaving scars on his neck.

"See what?"

Zhu Di's suspicion is even worse, and he obviously trusts Zhu Zhanhe more than the old master.

"It is indeed suicide!"

Zhu Zhanhe nodded and said.

"Suicide in fear of crime! Give me a careful search!"

As soon as Zhu Di gave the order, more than a dozen Jinyi guards rushed in and searched He Hou's room up and down.

"There are words on the bed!"

Soon a Jin Yiwei shouted.

Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanhe stepped forward quickly, only to see that the quilt on the bed was lifted, revealing the white stubble board below, on which were written several large characters in ink:

The false emperor Zhu Di seeks to usurp the throne, kills the thieves first, and then the country thieves!
Seeing the sixteen outrageous words on the bed, Zhu Di's face turned blue with anger.

"It's this gang of remnants again!"

Zhu Di said bitterly.

Zhu Zhanhe, who was standing next to him, knew in his heart that the remnants of Zhu Di's mouth actually referred to Zhu Yunqi's old party.

Although Zhu Di won the throne, Zhu Yunqi's whereabouts are unknown, and the old tribe loyal to Zhu Yunqi has not completely disappeared. These people are hiding in the dark, or instigating local rebellions, or assassinating important officials in the court. The assassination of the garden was also done by these people.

"The minister is incompetent and failed to wipe out these chaotic parties. Please punish him!"

At this moment, Ji Gang apologized in cold sweat.

Cracking down on Jianwen's old party has always been one of Jinyiwei's main tasks. Before, Zhu Zhanhe and two people were assassinated, and now a rebellious party sneaked into the palace and poisoned the King of Han, making Jinyiwei look like a waste.

"You are indeed incompetent. Now that the chaotic party is lurking under my nose, what are you Jinyiwei doing for food..."

Zhu Di pointed at Ji Gang and scolded him.

He Hou is the imperial cook, maybe Zhu Di has eaten his dishes, it is scary to think about it.

In fact, Shangshan Supervisor has very strict management of Yushan, with special personnel watching over every process.

For the dishes given to Zhu Di or Zhu Gaoxu, there are special people to test the dishes. Even if it is the imperial chef, it is almost impossible to poison them.

But who made Zhu Gaoxu's body have a bug, shrimp meat is delicious to others, but it is poison to him, so He Hou found a chance to poison him.

"Three days, I'll give you another three days, if you can't find out this thick accomplice, you go to prison yourself, and try all the punishments on yourself!"

Zhu Di finally pointed to Ji Gang and ordered.

"The minister obeys the order!"

Ji Gang's face was pale, but he didn't dare to hesitate at all. Even though he knew that three days was too short, he could only grit his teeth and agree.

At this time, Zhu Zhanhe frowned, he was thinking about a problem, Zhu Gaoxu was allergic to shrimp meat, apart from himself, only Zhu Gaochi and Yao Guangxiao probably knew about it, so where did He Hou know about it?
"Could it be that uncle or one of the young masters did it?"

Zhu Zhanhe whispered to himself at last, but he couldn't accept this inference no matter what.

(End of this chapter)