Chapter 236 Breaking the situation
Others thought Cheng Nianying was joking, but Fu Cheng didn't care whether it was true or not and interrupted directly: "It seems that it is not your turn to come here..."
Fu Cheng was interrupted by King Liang before he could finish his words.
"What did you say? You said you could write a letter like this? Someone, bring me paper and pen!" King Liang's voice was like thunder, powerfully drowning out Fu Cheng's voice.
His tone was sharp and stern, and he directly pointed at a palace attendant standing by: "You go!"
The emperor rubbed his brows and said, "Prince Liang!"
The sweat on King Liang's back had already soaked through his inner clothes, but he had to go on even if he had to hold his nose.
He didn't expect that Fu Yi would be convicted so quickly. Since Xiao He rushed to stand up, he had no choice but to rush to stand in front of Xiao He.
"Father." Prince Liang bowed with a resounding voice, "Since Fu Yi refuses to acknowledge me, I must make him give up completely."
"Yes, Your Majesty, this person said that she could also write such a letter. Why not test her first to see if she really means it or is just talking nonsense!" Someone among the ministers spoke again.
"I think this person is deliberately trying to disrupt today's interrogation. Prince Liang should take him away."
"There are doubts in this case. Can't you tell me?"
"Your Majesty, there are more than one or two people in the Imperial Capital who hate the Prince of Danshuo, and assassination attempts on him are not uncommon. The Prince has made great contributions in the past. If he is framed by thieves and unjustly imprisoned one day, we, the ministers who failed to speak up for him today, will never be able to sleep peacefully in the future..."
Fu Cheng moved his lips and glanced at them.
He had never imagined that so many people would speak up for Fu Yi without hesitation.
Are they not pretending anymore today? Aren't they afraid that His Majesty will find out about their connection with Fu Yi?
His wife's breathing became heavier, and Fu Cheng knew that she was also nervous.
So he held her hand.
The Crown Princess exhaled slowly and grabbed the back of Fu Cheng's hand.
Now that you have chosen this path, you cannot retreat even a little.
The emperor and Prince Liang looked at each other in silence for a moment.
Finally, the emperor turned his head away.
"Get paper and pen," said the emperor.
The atmosphere in the hall, which had been extremely tense, suddenly found a way to breathe.
For a moment, everyone stared at Cheng Nianying.
Is what she said true? Who is she? How could she imitate the handwriting of Prince Danshuo?
Or is it just to delay the time for His Majesty to give poisoned wine in anger?
The footsteps of palace servants were heard.
He came back with pen and paper.
The nimble palace maids quickly placed a table in front of Cheng Nianying, spread out paper, and placed pens and ink on it.
The palace maid hurriedly raised her hands to grind the ink, and sweated profusely in the dead silence.
finally.
The palace maid picked up the ink stick: "...It's done."
Everyone moved at the sound and stretched their necks.
King Liang's throat tightened.
With so many eyes staring at her, will Xiaohe feel nervous?
Can she really write?
Cheng Nianying sat down slowly at the desk without changing her expression, then held the pen in one hand.
Hold the pen upright and keep your wrist steady.
The pen tip slowly fell on the paper...
The first word fell on the paper.
"This is not Fu Yi's handwriting!" Fu Cheng spoke first.
The emperor's originally furrowed brows relaxed: "Alright, no need to delay here..."
"Wait!" a minister shouted, "Look at the second word!"
Cheng Nianying hadn't touched paper and pen for some time, so the first word she wrote was still clumsy and certainly didn't look like Fu Yi's handwriting.
She closed her eyes and recalled that before she escaped from the Prince's Mansion, Fu Yi had spent half a month teaching her how to write...
The feeling at that time...
To find that feeling...
The second word I wrote was already very close.
She ignored the sounds around her, moving her wrist very steadily as she wrote the third and fourth words.
Each character is more rounded and fluent than the other, and is getting closer and closer to Fu Yi's style.
By the time she wrote the seventh word, it was already completely Fu Yi's handwriting.
Everyone watched with their own eyes as she imitated the original word by word until it was exactly the same in such a short time. The impact was even stronger than if she had just written it right from the start!
Cheng Nianying's writing is getting better and better, and she is writing faster and faster.
The hall fell into silence again, and some ministers even unconsciously squeezed forward to see more clearly.
Then for a moment the only sound left was the rustling of clothes.
The emperor, sitting far away on a high platform, could not see anything, but he sensed something was wrong from the sudden silence of the crowd.
"...I'm done." Cheng Nianying looked up at the Junior Official of the Dali Temple and handed him the paper. "Scholar, do you want to compare?"
The Shaoqing of Dali Temple took it without saying a word.
The emperor said in a deep voice, "Present it."
The palace maid on the side quickly took it and respectfully presented it to the emperor.
The court officials stirred again, three or two kneeling and kowtowed, saying, "Your Majesty, we saw with our own eyes that she wrote a similar letter. There's no guarantee that the one found in Prince Ding's mansion wasn't forged by someone else!"
"If someone could write a letter imitating the handwriting and frame an important official, how terrifying! Your Majesty, please investigate thoroughly!"
"Your Majesty, please conduct a thorough investigation!"
The emperor held both pieces of paper in his hands.
He squeezed his fingers so hard that he almost broke the paper.
The Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple remained silent. It was right that he should be speechless. The Emperor could see that the later letter not only resembled Fu Yi's handwriting more and more, but even had some details that were better handled.
This is probably because the person who writes has a steadier and stronger wrist.
In contrast, the letter found in Prince Ding's mansion was only there in form but not in spirit.
Now it’s not about how Fu Yi will resolve this situation.
But he set up this series of traps, but was stuck here, unable to get out or up.
What to do next? This became the emperor's worrying question.
"I... also want to believe the prince." The emperor squeezed out the voice slowly, while thoughts were racing in his mind.
His gaze passed through the silk screen and fell on Cheng Nianying.
Damn it.
"Could this be a backup plan that Prince Danshuo had prepared long ago?" The Crown Princess suddenly interrupted. "He was worried that one day his letters would be intercepted, so he taught others to imitate his handwriting in advance. If they were actually discovered, he could deny that it was someone else who copied him."
"What the Crown Princess said is nothing but speculation. Can you convict someone based on speculation alone? The Crown Princess hasn't explained the matter of Princess Zhaoning clearly yet." A minister immediately retorted.
The Crown Princess was about to speak, but was pulled back by Fu Cheng.
Too much is as bad as too little.
When describing Fu Yi's murder previously, he made such a mistake and was caught in the trap.
"This letter... since it can no longer be used as evidence, the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice, and the Censorate, you must cooperate in the search and make sure to find out the truth and clear the name of Prince Danshuo." The emperor said.
Now that we have come this far.
His eyes flickered as he spoke, "Seal off the Prince's Mansion temporarily and search it thoroughly for any other evidence. The Prince might have been framed. When you go to search, be careful not to act or speak inappropriately! Don't disturb anyone in the mansion."
"yes!"
The emperor stood up and said, "I am tired. Until the matter is thoroughly investigated, no one in Prince Kang's mansion is allowed to enter or leave easily."
"Prince Liang, take the guard with you and follow me." He turned around and glanced at him.
I miscalculated today and couldn't kill Fu Yi, so I'll kill his sweetheart first.
It's not a complete loss.
The emperor left the Purple Palace first.
The others felt relieved and looked at Cheng Nianying with even greater curiosity.
At the same time, someone came forward to carry Fu Yi and take him back to prison.
Fu Yi hung his head, his expression unclear. Everyone assumed he was truly heartbroken, or perhaps desperate, knowing his death was near...
Where they couldn't see, Fu Yi pursed his lips hard to suppress the smile.
He didn't expect that she would save him like this.
It’s really well written.
He taught me.
*
Fu Cheng and the Crown Princess walked out side by side, and both of them were silent for a long time. Until a gust of wind blew, the Crown Princess raised her hand and looked at her forehead, which was covered with sweat.
Fu Cheng raised his hand and wiped hers: "I wonder who that person in the palace is."
"The voice sounds familiar." The Crown Princess murmured.
Fu Cheng seemed to be lost in thought and did not speak again. Instead, the Crown Prince's wife laughed and said, "Prince, please do not waver."
"Once you've made your choice, you won't regret it," said Fu Cheng.
He said this to his wife as well as to himself.
Can't regret it... He turned his head and glanced at the direction where Fu Yi left.
"Even though he is a prisoner, he still enjoys the pleasure of riding in a sedan chair." The Crown Princess looked over and sighed.
Fu Cheng said, "Your Majesty is merciful."
The Crown Princess smiled.
But after experiencing today's experience of "husband and wife fighting together", they seem to be closer than before when they obeyed the secular order of treating each other as equals.
The Crown Princess laughed until tears came out.
Fu Cheng said, "Don't be afraid."
*
"Don't be afraid." King Liang whispered to Cheng Nianying.
"I'm not afraid." Cheng Nianying stated calmly.
That's right. Back then, she wasn't even afraid of Fu Yi.
His worries seemed unnecessary.
But how could he not be worried? King Liang thought with a dreadful heart. Perhaps this was the inevitable feeling of a father?
"Your Majesty, Prince Liang has arrived." The voice of the palace servant rang out.
At the same time, King Liang brought Cheng Nianying into the room.
The emperor raised his eyelids: "She is someone close to Fu Yi, did you know?"
King Liang was shocked.
So straightforward?
Then should he continue to lie?
The emperor continued, "Do you know who she is? I don't know why you have such a kind heart and want to keep Fu Yi's people by your side. But I must tell you, she is a killer. She kills without blinking an eye."
"You keep her by your side, are you waiting for Fu Yi to use her to kill you?"
After hearing this, King Liang's face looked a little strange.
He lowered his head, hiding the strange expression on his face: "How did Father know who she was? Did Jiang Shenyuan tell him?"
"Yes, don't you believe it?"
Jiang Shenyuan took two steps forward and said, "Your Highness Prince Liang, her original name was Chengying, and she was an assassin from Shaoqu Tower."
"Shaoqi Tower?"
"It was founded by my order."
King Liang clenched his fists instantly.
His father turned his own flesh and blood into this state, causing Xiaohe to suffer so much?
The emperor continued, "Do you know why I am telling you this? I intend to make you my heir. Of all my sons, you are the one I love the most and the one with the most filial disposition."
"These will be handed over to you in the future."
"Some time ago, I asked Fu Yi what would happen if I made you the crown prince. Fu Yi naturally refused."
"To pave the way for you, Fu Yi cannot stay."
"Did you hear that?"
Prince Liang slowly raised his head and pointed at Cheng Nianying: "What about her?"
"Leave her to Commander Jiang for disposal. She betrayed Shao Qu Tower. Such a person cannot be kept alive. You can only judge a person by their appearance, not their heart. Your kindness should not be used on such a person."
"What kind of person is this?" Prince Liang muttered in a strange tone, "After all this, does Father intend to kill her?"
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