Chapter 73 No Grudges or Enmity
Not only Ji Changqing was left behind, but also Wei Shangshu.
The two followed the emperor to the imperial study.
Princess Shouyang, who was waiting outside the imperial study, immediately accused the emperor: "Your Majesty, Minister Wei is planning a rebellion!"
Minister Wei stumbled and almost fell.
"Why do you say that, Princess?"
He looked stunned.
"My loyalty to Your Majesty is witnessed by heaven and earth, and testified by the sun and moon!"
Princess Shouyang sneered, "If you had no intention of rebelling, how dare your second son send someone to assassinate my son?"
Minister Wei's heart skipped a beat.
"My son sent someone to assassinate the princess's son? How is that possible? There must be a misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstanding? The assassin has confessed, your son has been beheaded, and you still think it's a misunderstanding?"
“!”
Minister Wei looked at Princess Shouyang in disbelief.
"You, you killed my son?"
Princess Shouyang's face was expressionless. "Why? He's allowed to assassinate my son, but I'm not allowed to kill him in return? The bloodline of our Zhao family isn't as noble as your Wei family's?"
Minister Wei knelt down before the emperor with a plop.
"Your Majesty! Although my son is a dandy and even more timid than a mouse, how could he be so audacious as to murder a member of the royal family? Even if he is involved in a murder case, it should be handed over to the Dali Temple for trial. How could he slaughter people privately and take their lives so lightly? I beg Your Majesty to give me justice!"
The emperor rubbed his eyebrows.
He only had one sister, Shouyang, who was born of the same mother. He turned a blind eye to the fighting and killing in the mansion.
Now they even dare to kill the sons of important officials at will. They are becoming more and more lawless.
"How is Xuan'er? Is she hurt?"
He first asked about Ji Xuan's situation.
Princess Shouyang replied, "Thanks to Madam Ji's timely arrival and interception of the assassin, Xuan'er was not injured."
Ji Changqing: “…”
Finally I know why he was also singled out to stay.
Princess Shouyang told the emperor the whole story and concluded by saying, "An assassin is still alive. If you don't believe me, please have someone interrogate him. I have absolutely not killed an innocent person."
Minister Wei almost bit off his back teeth.
This evil creature didn't even set up the plan carefully enough, allowing people to break it easily and lose their lives in vain. What a waste!
After scolding, you still have to make excuses for this evil creature.
"Your Majesty, based solely on the assassin's confession and a few inferences, how can you be sure that it was my son's doing? Madam Ji's timing in rescuing Master Xuan was perfect, isn't that equally suspicious? Who can guarantee that the assassin's confession is true?"
Ji Changqing sneered, "Let's not even talk about whether a weak woman like my sister-in-law is capable of arranging an assassin. Just to say, my sister-in-law and the Second Young Master Wei have no grudges against each other, so why would she set up a trap to frame him? Does Lord Wei think that Your Majesty doesn't even have basic judgment?"
Minister Wei’s old face could hardly hold back the expression.
No grudges or hatred?
Could you burn the pleasure boat and raid the Cen family without any grudge?
But he couldn't tell anyone about the various connections, so he could only watch Ji Changqing pretend to be innocent.
The emperor has always favored his sister, and with Ji Changqing's support, he naturally trusts Princess Shouyang more than Minister Wei.
He reprimanded Princess Shouyang: "Master Wei is right. Even if his son is suspected of assassinating Xuan'er, you should have handed the case over to the Dali Temple for trial. How could you act on your own?"
Princess Shouyang choked up and said, "I only have this one child, born weak and sickly. I raised him with great difficulty, but in the end, he was almost killed. How can you expect me to remain calm? If I had to do it again, I would kill him too!"
“Nonsense!”
The emperor scolded her a few more times before turning to Minister Wei and saying, "I will order the Dali Temple to conduct a thorough investigation. If Young Master Wei is innocent, I will certainly give him justice. But if it is indeed his doing..."
He paused for a moment and said gloomily, "I would also like to ask Lord Wei, who gave your son the courage to slaughter even the royal bloodline at will!"
Minister Wei kowtowed heavily.
"I guarantee with the lives of my entire clan that I have no second thoughts about Your Majesty!"
The emperor waved his hand and asked them to disperse.
On the way back home, Ji Changqing instructed his attendant Shi An: "Tell Ye Lu and the others to collect evidence of Minister Wei's crimes as soon as possible."
Shi An should be it.
Ji Changqing returned to the mansion and wanted to ask Feng Qingsui about what happened, but when he heard Yan Chi say that she had eaten dinner early and went to bed, he had to give up.
The Wei Mansion was not so peaceful.
Seeing his son, who was full of energy yesterday, now with his body torn apart and his eyes open, no matter how cold-blooded Minister Wei was, his eyes turned red.
"Master! Huan'er died so unjustly, you must avenge him!"
Mrs. Wei cried so hard that she was out of breath.
"You damn vicious woman! How could you kill my Huan'er!"
Minister Wei also hated Princess Shouyang, but he hated Ji Changqing even more.
In the final analysis, this matter was a plan set up by Wei Huan to take revenge on Ji Changqing, but he lost his life because the plan was broken by Ji Changqing's widowed sister-in-law.
He knew that Ji Changqing was not someone to be trifled with, so he hadn't done anything. Now that Ji Changqing was right in front of him, if he didn't take action now, when would he?
"What day is it today?"
he asked his attendant.
"Master, today is the seventh day of the lunar year."
Minister Wei looked at the night sky to the west and muttered to himself, "It's almost the eighth day of the first lunar month again."
"Mom, isn't today the eighth day of the Lunar New Year? Why are you going to burn incense again?"
The next morning, when Feng Qingsui went to pay his respects to Qi, he saw that she was about to leave for the Buddhist temple and asked curiously.
"Don't you know about the six fasting days?"
Qi asked with a smile.
Feng Qingsui shook his head.
"The 8th, 14th, 15th, 23rd, 29th, and 30th days of each month are called the Six Fast Days, also known as the Precept Days. They are days for observing precepts, chanting sutras, meditating, praying, and fulfilling vows."
Qi explained.
"I have nothing to do, so I want to go to the temple to listen to the Dharma Assembly and burn some incense."
Feng Qingsui suddenly realized: "Mom, I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll go with you."
"good."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law took a donkey cart to Baiyun Temple.
The number of believers in Baiyun Temple was only slightly less than that on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month. Feng Qingsui accompanied Qi to listen to Buddhist teachings, eat vegetarian meals, and make donations. He did not go down the mountain with the believers until the sun set.
When we got halfway down the mountain, we suddenly saw a young lady leaning against a rock under an old pine tree by the roadside, with a look of pain on her face.
The maid standing beside her asked as soon as she saw someone: "Is there a doctor? Our young lady has twisted her foot. Can you help take a look?"
The believers shook their heads.
The maid stamped her feet anxiously: "What should I do?"
When he caught sight of Qi and Feng Qingsui, his eyes lit up.
"Madam Ji!"
She walked quickly up to the two of them and bowed.
"Madam Ji, the person next to you is Madam Ji, right? I heard that Madam Ji is a doctor. Could you help our young lady?"
Qi looked at the young lady and asked hesitantly, "Who is your young lady?"
"We are from the Guangcheng Marquis's Mansion. Miss is the third child. You came to worship Buddha at the end of last month, and our wife even greeted you. Miss didn't come that day, so I sent a servant to accompany the wife to the temple to deliver scriptures, and I happened to see you."
When she said this, Qi remembered.
"It turns out to be Miss Qu San."
"Exactly!"
Since Feng Qingsui was an acquaintance of the Qi family, he could not just sit back and do nothing. He examined the young lady and found that she only had a dislocated ankle, so he began to reset it.
He also asked Wuhua to help and sent her down the mountain with her maid.
Miss Qu San said gratefully, "Thank you both. I will come to your house tomorrow to express my gratitude."
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