Chapter 92: Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 28
After Qianzhou entered the door.
Wang Yuhe's old face seemed to have aged 10 years overnight. He was clearly under 50 years old, but he looked like an old log that could fall down at any moment.
The face was covered with mottled ravines that showed the vicissitudes of time, and even the look in his eyes when he looked at Qian Zhou was full of fear.
He knelt tremblingly on the ground and said solemnly: "Your Highness, please save my wife, children and the elderly!"
Qian Zhou watched him bang his head heavily on the ground and said, "Why did Prime Minister Wang choose this place?"
"There's no other way, Your Highness. I've come to you with absolutely no other options. I chose this place to hide from everyone. Please, Your Highness, save my family..."
Wang Yuhe's voice trembled as he pleaded repeatedly. No matter what Qian Zhou said, he would always add:
Please, Your Highness, save my family.
Qian Zhou pulled over a chair, sat down and leaned back without much reaction.
"What did Prime Minister Wang do to bring his family to this state?"
Wang Yuhe's body trembled, and he struggled fiercely in his heart, as if he had fallen into a vortex of despair again.
There was silence in the room for a long time. The sound insulation here was not good, and the sounds of making love next door made Qianzhou frown.
Wang Yuhe seemed to have heard nothing, staring at the ground with his eyes wide open, his lips parted, "I..."
"It's... it's me... I secretly cut off the food supply to the front line... It's all my fault..."
Qian Zhou hummed calmly, "You hurt me, and you still have the nerve to beg me?"
Wang Yuhe immediately denied it again, "No, it's not!"
He rested his forehead on the ground, and because he was so hunched up, he sounded like he was out of breath when he spoke.
"Get up and look me in the eyes and talk."
Qianzhou was not used to people kneeling to talk to him.
Wang Yuhe stood up, looked into his eyes, then blinked twice quickly and looked away.
Qian Zhou looked at his reaction and lowered his head to straighten his fox fur coat.
"If you tell a lie, there's nothing to talk about."
As he was about to get up and leave, Wang Yuhe quickly reached out to stop him, his throat distorted and hoarse, "Your Highness..."
He seemed to be collapsing, with the corners of his mouth trembling as if he was pinching a life-saving straw.
Qian Zhou's fingers curled slightly, but his expression didn't change at all. "Prime Minister Wang, who is threatening you?"
Wang Yuhe fell to the ground and said hesitantly: "I, I don't know..."
Seeing that he had finally opened a crack, Qian Zhou kicked away the stool and half-knelt in front of Wang Yuhe, "Tell me in detail."
Qian Zhou held up Wang Yuhe's left hand which had lost a thumb, lowered his eyes to look at the neatly broken part, and sighed.
He lowered his voice, his tone almost gentle.
"Wang Yuhe, I know you are honest and upright. When I first met you in the court, you calmly protected the refugees outside the city and exposed a group of officials who embezzled charity funds. You were calm and composed, neither humble nor arrogant. I cherish your talent. Look at you now."
Wang Yuhe raised his eyes, his eyes red, "I, I... Your Highness..."
Qianzhou patted the back of his hand gently, "You can't do such a thing."
Wang Yuhe's emotions seemed to have found an outlet. He held Qianzhou's hand tightly and cried out tremblingly.
He calmed down and said, "Someone secretly sent a message... Let me plead guilty to this crime. The evidence found points to me everywhere..."
Fear flashed in his eyes, "But I've never done those things!"
"He, he didn't give me any way out... I could only do what he said, but my wife, children and parents are all missing..."
"The charges haven't been decided yet, and the Crown Prince has been advocating for a ceasefire. No one is willing to go with the envoy to Beili to seek peace, and I've been pushed out again..."
Qian Zhou listened carefully and asked, "Who recommended you to go?"
"I offended him in the past..." Wang Yu stopped talking. How could the suspicion on him be pushed onto Beili?
Others don’t know that his family is missing, so aren’t you afraid that he will run away?
Qian Zhou said, "Someone must have done this on purpose."
Qian Zhou lowered his eyes and stared at the ground. There was a small shadow under his eyelashes, and half of his face was reflected in the sunlight. His temperament was cold and calm.
It was as if this was not a place of decadent snow and wind, but an ancestral hall with the smell of incense wafting in the air. Wang Yuhe's heart inexplicably calmed down.
Qian Zhou said, "The person behind the scenes who manipulated you into joining the Beili Mission brought you before me even though your guilt was proven. What do you think his purpose was?"
Wang Yuhe is not stupid. His eyelashes trembled, "He wants you to do it..."
"That's right." Qian Zhou frowned even more tightly.
What was this guy doing all this trouble for, just to let him kill someone with his own hands?
[System 052: What kind of hobby is that? Even if you kill Wang Yuhe, he won't gain anything.]
[Qianzhou: When you don’t get any actual benefits, you will get psychological satisfaction]
[System 052: It's not like you haven't killed people on the battlefield before. Why don't you just join the army and fly freely every day?]
Qian Zhou didn't joke with him and always kept a serious expression.
Qian Zhou: Is Wang Yuhe any different from the others...?
Being honest and upright, yet being branded with a stigma, an idea flashed through Qianzhou's mind, and he immediately became convinced.
Qian Zhou: He wants to see me kill innocent people. He knows the Third Prince better than anyone else, so he's even more eager to see me do something that goes against my principles.
[System 052: Chills down my spine...]
Qian Zhou lowered his voice, took out a dagger from his arms and placed it in Wang Yuhe's hand.
"Your Highness." Wang Yuhe looked puzzled and was helped up from the ground by Qian Zhou.
"Don't mention what happened today to anyone. There must be a spy among the delegation. Let him think that I have convicted you."
After Qian Zhou finished speaking, he kicked Wang Yuhe in the chest, causing him to fall backwards and land squarely on the door panel.
In fact, he didn't use much strength at all, but the door fell to the ground with a loud noise, which showed that Qianzhou showed no mercy.
Qian Zhou looked down from above, disgust in his eyes.
"Who threatens you? You're afraid of him, but not me?"
"Every piece of evidence presented in court is true. What else do you have to argue about?"
"You dare to come to me with a knife? Are you asking me to fight to the death or are you willing to fight to the death with me? Prime Minister Wang, you are so bold."
Yin Wu drew his sword to protect Qian Zhou, staring at the people on the ground. They were chatting happily just now. Although he didn't hear clearly, he could tell that there was no contradiction.
How come suddenly...
Wang Yuhe's true feelings were revealed, he patted his chest and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I really didn't do those things!"
Qian Zhou snatched Yin Wu's knife and pointed it at Wang Yuhe, "If you dare to quibble again, I will chop off your head right now!"
Wang Yuhe stared blankly at the tip of the knife. He had been a civil servant in the court for half his life.
Even though he knew in his heart that Qian Zhou would not really do anything, he could not withstand the real cold light and his heart was still pounding.
Wang Yuhe said, "I, I really didn't do those things. When I return to the Central Plains, I will ask someone to investigate and clear my name..."
Qian Zhou said coldly, "Return to the Central Plains honestly. When we have enough clues to convict you, I will come and take your life myself!"
Qian Zhou held the tip of the knife to Wang Yuhe's throat and said, "If you dare to run, you will be executed on the spot."
He kicked away the broken door panel that was blocking his way and left the second floor.
Wang Yuhe broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He was really frightened by Qian Zhou's aura, as if he really believed that he was a sinner.
downstairs.
The mother in a pink robe followed Qian Zhou and handed him a glass of wine with a smile, "Sir, calm down."
Qian Zhou used the handle of his knife to push away the glass of wine.
Mom smiled and took the wine, pretending to be embarrassed and said, "Sir, the furnishings in the building are not cheap. It's okay if it scares the girls. Since you are handsome, they are willing to accommodate you. It's just that this door..."
Qian Zhou stopped and said in a very natural tone, "Put it on Xiao Jintian's account."
"Okay!" Mom agreed with a smile.
Her tone was light and gentle, and she said in a sweet voice, "Three hundred and forty taels, remember this for the king."
After saying that, she waved the red handkerchief in her hand to Qianzhou, turned around with joy on her face to greet the guests, and walked with a breeze.
"Three, three hundred and forty taels?!!" Yin Wu took a step back and bumped into a pillar.
Mom turned around and cast a wink at him from a distance, "It's made of mahogany."
Yin Wu covered his eyes with his hands.
Three hundred and forty taels.
It's over.
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