"You talk too much nonsense." Si Jin turned around and, using her wide sleeves as cover, lightly kissed his cheek: "Speak quickly."
Beitang Linyuan was delighted and took out a palm-sized white jade bottle from his sleeve.
He poured out a pill and explained, "This is a secret used by martial arts practitioners to extract confessions. Once you take this pill, you will experience excruciating abdominal pain every hour, as if being stabbed with a knife."
"Moreover, each pill corresponds to only one antidote. Once we force him to take it, we guarantee he won't dare to betray us."
Si Jin smiled and secretly tugged at Bei Linyuan's sash: "You Jianghu people are all like this..."
She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Am I likable?"
"That's not true," Beitang Linyuan said arrogantly. "Only I am pleasing to you."
After making a couple of jokes, he stuffed the medicine into the little assassin's mouth.
By the time we finished doing all that, it was nearly noon.
Si Jin went out and was pondering what to have for lunch when she heard Xiao Yao in her mind scream: "Ahhh! My lord, I've discovered a secret!"
explain.
[Sun Zhao... he's the senior disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect. He's reported the sect's disciples to the Dali Temple for their unjust disappearance and is now demanding their release!]
The original plot was...
"Plot?" Si Jin interrupted Xiao Yao, replying with her divine sense: "What plot?"
Xiao Yao: [...]
The little tiger scratched his head—"Right, ever since the adults found out that the original owners of these transmigrated worlds were those gods who weren't doing well, they've become too lazy to even read the scripts."
By directly accessing the original plot and demanding character details, you can achieve precise revenge.
Following the script? Forget about it!
Si Jin used her divine power to flick the little tiger on the head and asked: "Check where Sun Zhao is now."
Xiao Yao nodded, her adorable little paws stroking her whiskers, and she spoke in a deliberately profound manner, imitating the way ancient people did.
Minister of Revenue Sun Zhao is currently ten li outside the prefecture, arriving by carriage within fifteen minutes.
After saying that, he found himself feeling uncomfortable all over.
The tiger's fur bristled slightly.
Alright. Si Jin estimated the time and patted Bei Tang Lin Yuan beside him: "Go tell Ning Jue to bring out all the account books from previous years where the Ministry of Revenue withheld military funds. I will settle the score with that old scoundrel."
Beitang Linyuan accepted the order and left, while Si Jin returned to her room.
He cast a spell on himself, making himself appear covered in wounds.
Then, she changed into a loose robe and used her divine power to cover her original lip color.
It makes you look increasingly vulnerable.
Leaning on his cane, he walked "laboriously" toward the main hall.
… …
In the main hall, Sun Zhao was already waiting with the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review.
From the moment he stepped into the Fourth Prince's residence, Sun Zhao's already solemn expression became even more ferocious.
This Ning Sijin tricked his son into visiting Yingjun Tower, and then sent his Hong'er to Dali Temple, where he was beaten with a hundred strokes of the cane.
His son, Hong'er, had been pampered since childhood and had never suffered such grievances.
Won't he go to the Dali Temple to file a complaint?
Are the guards in his mansion not good enough to capture all the assassins he sent?
Sure!
Today, he will use the pretext of the innocent arrest of Huashan Sect disciples to send Ning Sijin to Dali Temple!
The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review saw Si Jin from afar and was about to stand up to greet him.
Unexpectedly, the prince, who was walking with difficulty, leaned forward the moment he stepped over the threshold, and was about to fall to the ground.
The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, alarmed, quickly reached out to support him, saying, "Your Highness, please be careful."
Si Jin seemed to be in great pain, breathing heavily, her forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.
Before he could even stand properly, he tightly grasped the hand of the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review and said with great distress, "You've finally arrived! I'm here to accuse Sun Zhao, the Minister of Revenue, of sending disciples of the Huashan Sect to assassinate me!"
Sun Zhao: ? ? ?
The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review was clearly someone he had hired, yet that vile woman Ning Sijin dared to falsely accuse him first!
Didn't the spies he sent to the Fourth Prince's residence last night say that Ning Sijin was not injured?
That's why he had the confidence to bring the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review here, attempting to conceal the truth and frame Ning Sijin.
Can……
How could someone who was perfectly fine last night suddenly be injured like this?!
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I'm finally done updating today, so tired.
Little ones, I'm so happy to receive free gifts! (sobs)
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