Chapter 92 Overturning the Verdict
Xiao Linyuan's face turned pale, he stood up hurriedly, and picked up the clothes scattered on the ground neatly.
Song Zijin grabbed his belt and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I forgot the hairpin you gave me at the clinic. I'll go back and look for it." Xiao Linyuan frowned.
"No need to look for it."
"I'm looking for it. You picked it for me yourself. I like it very much." He said aggrievedly, "It's very important to me!"
Song Zijin's heart, which had been cold for a long time, was finally filled with sunshine at this moment.
"The hairpin wasn't lost. I kept it."
Xiao Linyuan's expression froze instantly, and he asked tentatively, "So, the night I woke up, you went to the guest room where I was staying, right?"
"Yeah." Song Zijin did not hide it. Wang Ge knew about it.
An indescribable feeling of loss spread across his heart, and he felt very uncomfortable. He said resentfully, "You took the jade hairpin on purpose because you didn't want to see me again, right?"
Song Zijin looked away guiltily. How could this guy be so smart? Nothing could be hidden from him.
She said embarrassedly: "You were the one who left me first, I..."
"Don't say that again!" Xiao Linyuan hugged her tightly and buried his face in her neck and shoulders.
I begged, "Don't give up on me so easily in the future, okay?"
It would only take ten days at most for her to recover her memory, but she still chose to leave him on the third day...
In her heart, could he be abandoned at any time?
Song Zijin hugged his thin waist tightly, "You know, the problem between us is not just about amnesia."
"Give me some more time, I will definitely be able to clear the obstacles, believe me, okay?"
Song Zijin hesitated.
But now that things have come to this, she also wants to give each other a chance. What if he can really do it?
"Um."
This word was like a bright light in the dark night, illuminating everything for Xiao Linyuan.
He was so excited that he held her in his arms, along with the quilt, and spun around in circles in the inner room.
…
Finally, the two ancestors woke up, and Wang Ge hurried into the house to report.
Xiao Linyuan took a look at the contents of the letter.
"Very good. King Qiwu is very considerate and has already assembled 20,000 troops in Erzhen City."
The imperial troops sent to the border to suppress the rebellion were about to arrive, and Jin Yue's elite soldiers had all settled near the capital. Xiao Jin was still unconscious, which meant he had the best time, place, and people.
"Then, my lord, what shall we do next?"
Xiao Linyuan glanced at the girl eating on the bed and said, "Give all the evidence to Wen Yan and ask him to overturn the case for the Song family at the morning court tomorrow."
This is Emperor Guangxi's fault. It must be resolved while Emperor Guangxi still has a breath left, so that it can be justified.
"Should we kill Xiao Jin first?"
"Not yet. Is there still no news from the people we sent out to look for Xu?"
Xu is Xiao Jin's biological mother, Xu Zihan.
Wang Ge shook his head. "It's a bit difficult for Xu's Malatang chain to open all over Dali. But according to the news we heard, Xu's is very likely in the southeast. We have already sent people to rush there as fast as possible."
This Xu was a weird person, always having some weird little ideas. It was said that she had accumulated a lot of wealth.
But Xiao Linyuan could be sure that she was a good person.
After much thought, the only perfect way to solve Zijin's reputation is to rely on the Xu family.
"Send more people to protect Xu's safety."
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The golden dragon pillars of the Golden Throne Hall shone coldly in the morning light. Wen Yan held the case file wrapped in yellow silk, and cold sweat broke out on his palms.
He was very hesitant about what to do next, but not at a loss.
He knew that this was a test from Xiao Linyuan.
However, he was very grateful to Xiao Linyuan for giving him this opportunity. Being able to overturn Uncle Song's case personally was also a good thing he did for Zijin.
Wen Yan walked to the center of the hall and knelt down, his posture straight. He spoke word for word, "I have something to report. I ask Your Majesty to re-examine the corruption case of Song Ze, a doctor in the Ministry of Personnel in the second year of the Guangxi reign. Song Ze did not commit corruption back then; it was the Vice Minister of Personnel, Xiao Jin, who framed him. Your Majesty, please investigate!"
Before he finished speaking, the ivory tablet in Wen Kaiqing's hand trembled. He turned around in disbelief, his eyes bloodshot.
This rebellious son!
"How dare you!" Wen Kaiqing stepped out of the line of civil servants. "How can you lie about such an old case?"
Then he turned and bowed deeply to the throne, "I am young and energetic, and I hope Your Majesty..."
"Lord Wen." The voice from the dragon throne interrupted him, neither loud nor soft. After coughing a few times, he continued, "I'd like to hear what new twists can be found on this ironclad case, which has been approved by the imperial seal."
Emperor Guangxi had no recollection of this case, but in his opinion, Xiao Jin had no need to use such means to deal with one of his subordinates. If he really didn't like him, he could just find a reason to resign. Why bother exiling him with such fanfare?
Wen Yan unfolded the yellowed case file, presented the evidence in his hand one by one, and explained clearly how Xiao Jin planned the whole thing.
Emperor Guangxi's face became increasingly darker.
There was a burst of gasps in the court, and everyone had different expressions, some were watching the fun, while others were anxiously running around.
Prime Minister Jiang Huaihai was delighted. "Your Majesty, Doctor Wen has all the evidence. It seems we need to call Minister Xiao in for questioning."
Damn Xiao Jin, I have eliminated many of his minions in this year, causing him to suffer heavy losses. It would be better to eliminate him in one fell swoop this time!
"That's enough." Emperor Guangxi slammed the teacup on the table, and the celadon bowl jumped three inches high.
All the civil and military officials in the court knelt down in unison.
"Xiao Qing is still unconscious. This is just Wen Qing's one-sided statement. We can discuss this matter after Xiao Qing recovers!"
This is clearly a cover-up.
Wen Yan kowtowed heavily and was about to argue when he heard the censor behind him come out and speak.
"Your Majesty is wise and wise. We, the ministers, are willing to sacrifice our blood to prove our loyalty!"
Three old voices tore through the silence of the court like tearing silk.
Emperor Guangxi almost vomited blood.
No emperor whose court was covered in blood had a good end. We must never allow these people to make bloody remonstrations!
But if Xiao Jin is really convicted, he will have no more talented people around him...
To calm down the anger right now, we can only give these people some benefits first, and then slowly help Xiao Jin get rid of the crime.
So he asked the Dali Temple to receive evidence and investigate the matter.
But what Emperor Guangxi didn't know was that today was the last morning court session in his life.
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Song Zijin didn't want to stay in the palace every day, so after much persuasion, Xiao Linyuan had to agree to let her return to the clinic to see patients every day.
In order to prevent the old princess from causing trouble for her, Xiao Linyuan arranged six guards for her. With the addition of Jian Shuang and a few others, Song Zijin felt that she could walk with her back straighter now.
When she was seeing off her last patient and about to close the shop that day, a drunk man squeezed in.
Before the guards could stop him, Song Zijin recognized the man and asked, "Brother Shouqian?"
"Um—Zijin." Wen Yan stood up, holding the door. "Zijin, how have you been lately?"
Song Zijin frowned. She had never seen Wen Yan so decadent.
The green official uniform was wrinkled, the jade crown was askew, the usually solemn eyebrows and eyes were burning with a drunken red like rouge, a few strands of wet hair stuck to the corners of the eyes, and the smell of alcohol was rampant in the lobby.
He has completely lost his former gentleness and elegance.
She quickly held his arm and asked, "Did you fall into the wine vat?"
Wen Yan smiled and shook his head, looking a bit foolish. "I went to Tianxiang Pavilion alone to get drunk. Isn't that amazing?"
"Great, great!" Song Zijin said perfunctorily, "Fuyue, come here!"
Xiao Linyuan was too demanding this morning, and her body felt sore and she couldn't exert any strength.
Fu Yue put down the work in her hands, ran to the door, and helped Song Zijin help Wen Yan sit down next to the small table.
"Go make some hangover soup."
"good."
Wen Yan propped his chin up with both hands, his eyes blurry. "I'm sorry. You once said that the most feared thing about practicing medicine is drinking. But I came to see you drunk and polluted your clinic."
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