Consort Su had no time to discipline her son; she could only glare at Madam Bai with displeasure.

This woman is everywhere; how can she be so annoying!

Bai Shi was not afraid of Consort Su at all. She looked at Xuan Yuanpeng and said, "I believe that others are also dissatisfied. I ask Your Majesty to respect the will of the people and deal with this person in accordance with the laws of Dong Chu."

Bai Shi spoke, and Xuan Yuanpeng's scales had already tipped. Seeing the indignant expressions on the faces of those present, he immediately made another decision: "Drag him away, tattoo him, and exile him!"

The Imperial Guards grabbed Su Linyuan and were about to leave.

"Yuan'er!" Madam Zhong clung tightly to Su Linyuan, crying out in anguish, "Our Yuan'er has definitely been wronged! We beg Your Majesty to investigate!"

Su Feiling couldn't bear to look at the two of them and immediately pleaded with Xuan Yuanpeng: "Your Majesty, the fire at Jingxue Pavilion has not yet been investigated. I humbly request Your Majesty to investigate everything before dealing with Su Linyuan."

Just as Su Feiling finished speaking, Jin Lu, the commander of the Imperial Guards who had just been sent out by Xuan Yuanpeng to investigate the tung oil, returned: "Your Majesty, I have found out the source of the tung oil, and the merchant selling it is currently outside."

Xuanyuan Peng: "Bring the person in."

Upon hearing the order, Jin Lu immediately waved to the Imperial Guards outside.

Soon, a timid-looking man was dragged to Xuanyuan Peng by the Imperial Guards.

The man had never seen anything like it before. Upon seeing the Holy Face for the first time, his body was completely out of his control, trembling like a leaf.

"How dare you! Why don't you pay your respects to the Emperor?" Zong Jiu frowned and shouted coldly when he saw that the man did not know how to bow.

The man was so frightened that he immediately prostrated himself on the ground, trembling as he cried out, "Your Majesty, may Your Majesty be blessed with ten thousand years of happiness and peace, may Your Majesty live as long as the heavens, may Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"

Flattery will never fail you, and Xuanyuan Peng suddenly found the man much more pleasing to the eye: "You sell tung oil?"

"Yes." The man nodded and said cautiously, "I do some small business, selling tung oil to support my family."

Xuanyuan Peng raised an eyebrow: "So the fire at the Yong'an Marquis's residence is related to you."

The man was instantly terrified and immediately cried out, "Your Majesty, I'm innocent! I do sell tung oil, but people buy it to make oilcloth, paper, and ink... I didn't know they were using it for arson!"

Xuanyuan Peng remained noncommittal, as if the merchant couldn't really be blamed: "Then tell me, who has bought tung oil from you these past few days?"

The man recalled carefully, "The tung oil business has been bad lately. Only two people have bought tung oil in the past month. One of them was just two or three nights ago. Perhaps the fire at the Yong'an Marquis's mansion today is related to that person."

Xuanyuan Peng frowned: "What does that person look like? Is he here?"

The man glanced into the crowd, and Green Lotus's heart trembled violently; she dared not look up.

Fortunately, the man didn't look for long before nervously shaking his head and saying, "That night, the man was dressed in all black, with a black mask and a black cloak. It was also the middle of the night, and I was half asleep when I was woken up, so I really didn't see his face clearly. However, I know that the Yong'an Marquis's mansion had just been flooded a few days ago, supposedly because tung oil was splashed on it. Seeing that he was acting mysteriously, I was careful and left him the money bag he used to buy tung oil."

The man took out a money pouch from his pocket and presented it to Xuanyuan Peng with both hands: "This is the money pouch that man used when he bought tung oil."

He knew something was wrong when the Imperial Guards arrived, so he brought this money bag with him.

When Su Feiling, Su Muyao, and their maids saw the money pouch, they were all stunned.

Both of them recognized the money bag and subconsciously looked at Su Xuening, only to see her smugly admiring their expressions.

Su Muyao was furious, glaring at Su Xuening as if she wanted to devour her.

The angrier they got, the happier Su Xuening felt.

When they plotted to harm her, they probably never imagined this day would come!

Xuanyuan Peng glanced at the money bag Zong Jiu had brought and asked, "Besides this money bag, do you remember any other special qualities he possesses?"

The man thought about it carefully again and remembered a detail: "I remember he spoke a little strangely, with a slight slurred speech."

Green Lotus, whose eyes were lowered, relaxed a little.

Her face was swollen from the beating she received earlier, making her speech unclear. However, after taking medication these past few days, her face had fully recovered, and her speech was no longer slurred. As for the purse, it wasn't hers at all, and she wasn't afraid of it.

Miss was indeed more thoughtful; if she had used her own purse that day, she would have been doomed.

Knowing that Miss was there to support her, Green Lotus was no longer so nervous.

Does anyone recognize this money bag?

As soon as Xuanyuan Peng asked the question, Zong Jiu raised his money bag.

Everyone looked at the money pouch, and several of the maids seemed to recognize it.

Zong Jiu clearly saw the expressions on the maids' faces and shouted sternly, "If you dare to conceal anything from the Emperor, you are deceiving the Emperor!"

The maids were terrified and immediately knelt on the ground.

"This looks like Sister Baiqin's money pouch."

“It’s Sister Baiqin’s purse. I’ve seen Sister Baiqin use it before.”

“The embroidery on this is clearly Sister Baiqin’s stitches.”

As soon as the maids said this, everyone turned to look at Bai Qin behind Su Feiling.

Bai Qin was so frightened that her knees buckled and she knelt down immediately: "I'm innocent! I never bought tung oil. How could he possibly have my purse?"

Su Xuening glanced at the money pouch in Zong Jiu's hand and said, "The material of this money pouch is quite unique. It's the Yunyan Tuanjin brocade that Consort Su bestowed upon me before. It's quite precious. I heard that Second Aunt gave it all to Second Sister and Fourth Sister."

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