Chapter 38 Good wine, it really deserves to be the best in the world!

Zhang Shiwei?

After hearing this, Xiao Moqing subconsciously cast his eyes on Zhang Shiwei who was kneeling on the ground beside him, with a shocked and puzzled expression: "Zhang De, you——"

"Yes, he asked me to do everything, asked me to pretend to be a Taoist priest to deceive your highness, and I don't know anything else." The liar Jia Dacai who was lying on the ground howled and cried.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Zhang De who was kneeling on the ground flashed a murderous intent in his eyes.

The next second he directly pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed Jia Dacai on the ground.

"Ah wow——"

Jia Dacai who was lying on the ground was so scared that he screamed and crawled desperately on the ground when he saw that he was going to kill him.

Fortunately, the attendant guard at the side was quick-witted and dodged between the two men, kicking the dagger in Zhang De's hand away.

Zhang De knelt on the ground in pain, and when he reacted, the sword in the attendant guard's hand was already against his neck.

"Zhang De, you are so brave! How dare you betray this prince? Tell me, who ordered you to do this?" Xiao Moqing said angrily.

After hearing this, Zhang De, who was kneeling on the ground, sneered, and then directly put his neck on the blade in front of him.

With a puff, his neck was cut instantly, bleeding profusely, and then the whole person fell to the ground with a thud.

Xiao Moqing didn't expect that Zhang De would actually commit suicide. It seems that someone must have ordered him to do this, otherwise he would not use suicide to keep his mouth shut.

"Please forgive me, Your Highness the Second Prince." Seeing that it was his sword that gave Zhang De the opportunity to commit suicide, the attendant immediately knelt on the ground respectfully.

"Get up, this has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Moqing walked to Jia Dacai, who was lying on the ground in fear with his head in his hands.

Seeing someone coming, Jia Dacai was so scared that his face turned pale, and he kowtowed vigorously, "Your Highness, spare my life, Your Highness, spare my life, spare my life."

Xiao Moqing said in a deep voice: "Raise your head and tell this prince everything you know, otherwise watch out for your head!"

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything." Jia Dacai knelt on the ground and wiped the sweat off his face, trembling. "I... I was originally a wandering Taoist priest. To put it nicely, I'm a Taoist priest, but to put it bluntly... I'm just a swindler who tells fortunes.

I just came to the capital half a month ago and set up a stall on Tianqiao. It hadn't been a few days since I set up the stall when this short-lived guy came to me and asked me to perform a play and said he would be rewarded after the job was done.

Then I saw you, Your Highness. I deserve to die for being blind and not knowing it was you, Your Highness. If I knew your identity, I wouldn't dare to deceive you even if I had the courage of heaven!"

"Where's the money?" Xiao Moqing gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Where's the 30,000 taels of gold of this prince?"

"I really don't know." Jia Dacai immediately waved his hands and said, "After the mission was accomplished, they gave me fifty taels of silver. I really don't know the rest. If you don't believe me, you can look through my bag. There is only fifty taels of silver in my bag."

Jia Dacai looked for his bag in fear, but suddenly remembered that he had left his bag on the carriage when he was caught.

"You just said - them?" Xiao Moqing pointed at Zhang De who had died, "Who else besides him?"

Jia Dacai: "There is also... there is also a man wearing a mask. He has been wearing the mask. I can't see his face, but from the sound of his voice, he is about forty years old, and the clothes he wears look like a powerful noble."

"Powerful noble..."

Xiao Moqing heard what Jia Dacai said, and suddenly remembered the thoughts of a little kid.

[Alas, silly second brother is really stupid. With this IQ, he deserves to be fooled by his treacherous uncle]

Treacherous uncle...

Xiao Moqing's eyes suddenly turned cold. Although he still didn't believe that his uncle, whom he always respected, was a treacherous minister, but taking the fake elixir as an example.

The little brat's wish came true. She said the elixir of immortality was fake and that he would have diarrhea for three days after taking it.

As a result, he really had diarrhea for three days after taking it.

"Do you still have the fake elixir?" Xiao Moqing asked.

"Huh?" Jia Dacai, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at him in confusion.

"Do you still have the fake elixir?" Xiao Moqing asked again in a loud voice.

After Jia Dacai heard it clearly, he nodded hurriedly, "Yes... still."

Xiao Moqing stretched out his hand to him: "Give it to me."

*

Afternoon, the Office of the Grand Secretary of the Inner Chamber

A servant hurriedly walked through the corridor and came to a room. He walked to the man who was lying on a chair with his eyes closed and listening to a ditty and whispered a few words.

The next second, Chen Liaomu, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, who was lying on the chair, opened his eyes. He frowned and said in an unhappy tone, "Waste!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another servant walked to the door and said respectfully, "Sir, the second prince is here."

Chen Liaomu was slightly surprised when he heard this, but when he saw the familiar figure walking not far away, he stood up from the chair with a smile on his face.

"Hahahaha, what wind blew my good nephew here today?"

"Uncle." Xiao Moqing smiled and called the man, and then asked the servant behind him to pass the box in his hand over.

"What is this?" Chen Liaomu looked at the box in the servant's hand and said with a puzzled look.

The next second, Xiao Moqing opened the box quickly. As soon as the box was opened, the aroma of wine immediately wafted out.

Chen Liaomu, who has always been addicted to alcohol, stared at the aroma of wine, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Xiao Moqing said: "The Shilixiang from Zuixianju was just delivered to the palace today. I knew that you liked it, so I immediately sent it to you."

"Good nephew! You are worthy of being my good nephew!" Chen Liaomu smelled the aroma of the wine and hurriedly asked someone to pour him a glass and take a sip.

As soon as he took a sip, the aroma of the wine immediately spread between his lips and teeth.

Chen Liaomu: "Good wine! Hahahaha, good wine, it really deserves to be the best in the world!"

Xiao Moqing said: "As long as you like it, uncle."

"I like it, I like it very much! You are worthy of being my good nephew."

Chen Liaomu drank the last sip of wine in the glass reluctantly, and still looked like he was not satisfied, so he asked someone to take the wine away.