Wei Qinglou responded and then asked a guard to fetch paper and pen.
When Hu Yanwang regained consciousness, Wei Qinglou smiled gently at him and asked, "Do you remember what you said before you fainted?"
King Hu gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and said, "Of course I remember. Ask away."
...
This question was asked from morning until midnight.
Hu Yanwang asked for food and tea several times, and seeing that Wei Qinglou had become very easy to talk to, he took advantage of the situation and asked someone to bring in a soft bed. He even ordered people to burn sandalwood in the dark and sunless prison.
To find such leisure and comfort in the imperial prison, Hu Yanwang is truly the first person in history to achieve this.
Fortunately, what he confessed was worth all the trouble he had gone through today.
After Hu Yanwang finished speaking, Wei Qinglou brought out ink and had him sign and seal the document. Then he accepted the charge of the crime and prepared a horse to enter the palace that very night.
After he left, a man sneaked out of the back gate of the Dali Temple and knocked on the gate of the Chang residence.
Chang Beiqiu, wearing a gray squirrel fur cloak, met the man in person. After hearing his purpose, he frowned and asked, "You said he rode out of the yamen overnight and headed towards the palace gate?"
“I saw it with my own eyes and dare not deceive you, sir.”
"What did he do before that?"
"I interrogated a prisoner in the imperial prison. This prisoner was sent there a month ago, and I don't know anything else about him," the man said respectfully, kneeling on the ground and turning his shrewd eyes.
Chang Beiqiu nodded, turned around, and suddenly drew the sword hanging on the wall, holding it to the man's neck. He asked sharply, "Then why have you come looking for me?"
The man dressed in coarse cloth immediately replied in a trembling voice, "My lord, spare my life! I was delivering water to that prisoner on the way when I heard him mention your name, so I thought I'd come to report this to you! Your lord is so...so noble and virtuous, I admire you greatly..."
"What did the prisoner look like?"
"He has a somewhat refined appearance, and there's a mole on the back of his hand..."
Chang Beiqiu sheathed his sword and helped him up: "Alright, I should thank you for what happened tonight. Please don't take my offense to heart. Steward, bring me the silver notes."
The man accepted the silver note, thanked Chang Beiqiu profusely, and then tearfully promised that he would keep his mouth shut and would not tell any third party what had happened that night.
"Very good." Chang Beiqiu smiled and nodded. The next moment, she pulled out the hairpin from her head and stabbed it towards his neck and shoulder!
The sound of the hairpin tip piercing flesh rang out, followed by a gush of blood. The man's eyes widened as he slowly collapsed into a pool of blood.
“Only the dead can keep a secret,” Chang Beiqiu said softly, then put the hairpin back into her hair bun. She turned to the steward and said, “Report Ye Zhijin’s name and go to the East Palace immediately to invite the Crown Prince. Tell him I have important matters to discuss with him!”
"grown ups……"
"Go quickly!"
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