Chapter 91: If I finish the secret letter sooner, maybe I can still go home in time for dinner...
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The purpose of coming to Fanxianglou was naturally to investigate.
Jian Wuliang and the other man thought that Yan Siqing might have discovered some clues, so they decided to come to Fanxianglou. Along the way, Yan Siqing was tired and slept in the carriage, so they didn't feel comfortable asking her about the case.
Being so busy, he turned around and went to Fanxianglou again. This time Shaoyun was there, so it was even more difficult to ask.
How could she ask such a question?
This may be a matter of people's livelihood, but after all...brothel women seem to be the lowest class of people judged by secular people, so their vulgarity becomes lowly.
Yan Siqing didn't have this attitude - she even drank the tea that Shaoyun poured.
Jian Wuliang and Zhou Li both had an inexplicable feeling - Yan Siqing, who had been in contact with the people's livelihood, economy and supply and demand for a long time, knew how difficult the common people were. This difficulty involved all aspects, and the identities of the people in difficulty were also strange. If you really observe her past words and deeds, you will find that her tolerance and goodwill towards these people are far better than towards these powerful people.
Yes, Jian Wuliang and Zhou Li both knew that they were "privileged people" in her eyes.
Especially Zhou Li.
He felt inexplicably uncomfortable, raised his hand to touch the family jade pendant, and felt a little bitter, so he took one of the four cups of tea and drank it all in one gulp.
Shaoyun was adept at reading people's expressions. Although she had just been confused by Yan Siqing's seemingly normal yet unusual question, she had now regained her composure. After a moment's deliberation, she said, "That depends on whether you are asking about me, or about Fanxianglou itself."
There is a lot of money, but it does not go beyond their hands, and what reaches them must be very little.
Yan Siqing: "Ask them all."
Shaoyun: "I can't talk about anything that involves the people inside the building, or I'll die. This is also the rule of our industry. But for me personally, it's not much. Compared to the huge profits brought by those vulgar things, it's really a drop in the bucket. But if I compare it to the hard-working people outside, it's a lot."
"Admittedly, our work is shameful."
"Whether it's tiring or not depends on how many customers you receive. Some orders only have one customer a day, but the money is huge, plus there's also private tips. One day's opening is worth a year's. If you run into trouble, it's really troublesome. The money is small, but the work is heavy, and you're likely to get beaten up."
She was frank but also cautious, not being blinded by the pleasing beauty before her. She said everything, but there was some self-deprecation in her words.
Speaking of being beaten, she looked at Yan Siqing and teased him inexplicably, "Sir, would you hit a woman?"
Yan Siqing: "I can't beat him."
At present, no matter which woman she met, young or old, she could beat.
In some ways, she was indeed brought up in a pampered environment and had never suffered any hardship.
Huh? Hahaha.
Shaoyun smiled wildly, her charm natural and natural. She went to look through several boxes on the cabinet, picking up and putting down some of them without opening them. Finally, she found a food box that seemed heavier. She opened it and the aroma of dessert filled her nose. Then she walked over. "The women here always have to take beatings in the beginning. They suffer a lot in the beginning, but later it gets better, unless they really meet a particularly difficult... bad guy? Then they have to suffer a lot."
But this kind of suffering is unbearable to talk about, and she doesn't want to mention it to the person in front of her.
The other party might have never seen this in his life.
"But in this life, people either suffer here or there."
"If I hadn't lived out my life here and married and had children in my hometown, I might have been beaten, and I might not have eaten as well as I do now."
"Just like this peach blossom pastry."
"When I was little, I only smelled it in the city, but I never saw what it looked like."
Yan Siqing: "Didn't you go to the store to take a look?"
Shaoyun: "My parents didn't dare to go, and they were also afraid that we would ask for it. Maybe we wouldn't be able to get in even if we went. But I was able to eat this thing a few years ago. I ate it as much as I wanted, and some of it was given to me by benefactors."
Yan Siqing nodded and took a piece, "That's good."
Not to mention, Jian Wuliang felt that their life seemed much better than that of ordinary people.
Shaoyun: "Anything else you want to ask?"
Yan Siqing: "If they are sick, or if they were beaten to death, how should the bodies be handled?"
The question took a sudden turn for the worse, coming across as sharp and pointed, hitting the nail on the head.
Shaoyun, who was also eating peach blossom pastry, paused, swallowed it, drank some water to clear the sweetness in her mouth, and looked indifferent.
"I don't know."
"Burn it, put it in a mass grave, or bury it in some good dirt somewhere."
"Sir, you are so strange, why is this happening?"
Yan Siqing said, "You should really cherish your beauty and figure. You can eat and drink these sweets without any scruples. And you eat and drink a lot. Several cabinets over there are empty."
"Is it a premonition that you won't live long?"
“Enjoy life while you can.”
Shaoyun put down the half-eaten peach blossom pastry on the plate, handled it carefully, and smiled.
"I guess so."
Jian Wuliang thought of the corpse of the man who served as the Rabbit God, and thought thoughtfully: "Some customers will beat people to death directly?"
Shaoyun's tone was quite normal. "It's a common occurrence. It's just that the whole Fanxianglou is bustling with activity. Everyone is preoccupied with their own pleasures and doesn't care much about the lives of others. We're all slaves, so it's okay if we're beaten to death. We won't report it to the authorities. Most importantly... we generally don't have relatives, no victims to sue, and the ownership belongs to Fanxianglou. If we die, Fanxianglou will handle it. This isn't unusual. Is that what you're asking?"
She looked at them up and down with a strange look in her eyes.
"Are you guys running a charity business?"
cough! !
Jian Wuliang choked.
Yan Siqing smiled and said, "Did your superiors, who warned you to be careful with your words and actions, ever teach you to talk and laugh like this?"
Shaoyun's expression suddenly turned pale and she remained silent.
Zhou Li narrowed his eyes, his expression cold and stern.
After Jian Wuliang finished coughing, he stood up and walked to the window coffin, wiping his fingers along the outside of the window screen. "There's still some dust here, deposited from years of incense, but the boxes are spotless. You guys did a thorough cleaning of Fanxianglou in recent days, but you were pressed for time and didn't want to make it known, so you only cleaned inside the house. You didn't do all the cleaning of the window coffin outside, which is easily visible to outsiders."
"Your superiors are indeed very cautious, but they don't have enough time. Perhaps it's only since we left Guanzhong that you've rushed to clean up this place."
Shaoyun, perhaps having been warned, remained silent for a moment before chuckling softly, "You three masters are indeed formidable, but there is one thing I'm puzzled about. Since you've seen that we prostitutes have been warned by our superiors, you should know that none of us at Fanxianglou welcome you. We're also afraid that you'll find out something and implicate us all. So, how dare you eat the peach blossom cakes and drink the tea I gave you?"
"If I'm not mistaken, this pretty little servant must be an expert in medicine. The food you just took should be checked to see if it's poisonous. But you're so careless to eat it so casually."
"What if they are really poisonous?"
Jian Wuliang and the other two wanted to talk about this just now, but they were unable to stop it.
Yan Siqing didn't put down the peach blossom pastry, still holding her between her fingertips, and smiled: "The way you rummaged through the food boxes seemed like you did it on impulse, and you weren't even sure which box contained the finished pastry. It didn't look like you were planning to poison me."
"Even if you really make such a decision."
"If I die here, all of you here, including everyone above, except for the only master, will be buried with me."
“That’s putting the cart before the horse.”
Shaoyun narrowed her eyes, "You also said that the only master is fine, so why would he care about the lives of people like us?"
"If we use our lives to get rid of a serious threat like you, Lord Yan, it would be a huge win."
She is very smart and seems to know who her only master is.
Yan Siqing: "Before we left Guanzhong, he was able to release the news, which was tacitly allowed."
"After we left, he couldn't release any information."
"Therefore, without his explicit instructions, those on your side have neither the right nor the courage to make the decision to kill me—unless you are certain that I have found absolute evidence to make them bear the absolute guilt."
"Those people have no way out, so they're desperate."
"Otherwise... I still say that in Chang'an, at the feet of the emperor, putting the cart before the horse and risking your life will only lead to the confiscation of property and extermination of the clan, a crime even more serious than the original one."
Because she is now using the emperor's name, King Lie himself does not dare to act rashly, and his subordinates are also hesitant, but the first thing to do must be to clean up the traces and ensure that the evidence is destroyed.
The main reason is that they are also very clear about Yan Siqing's habit of investigating cases - she will not make rash judgments without actual evidence.
But he is much more innocent than the evil deeds of Jian Wuliang, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.
At least she doesn't arrange a big cock.
Jian Wuliang touched his nose and thought of the "flaw" that Yan Siqing had discussed with them some time ago about letting King Lie release the news.
They have all seen the news.
King Lie really didn't dare.
"After all, you also said that even if many people died in Fanxianglou, the dead were insignificant. They were either prostitutes or clients. Judicially, they were not convicted because they were all unsolved cases. The bodies were never found, and there were no victims to report the case. It would be too difficult to convict them, unless - your superiors really used some of the clients as medicine or poison."
"And there are traces and evidence left behind."
"But the people above will make sure these things are cleaned up. As for the rest, you just have to deal with the investigation."
Jian Wuliang curled his lips and smiled.
"You took the initiative to step forward, are you most confident in the results of the training?"
"I'm confident I can handle Lord Yan's questioning."
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Shaoyun curled her fingers and felt the loose, oily texture of the peach blossom pastry. She blinked nervously, but took a deep breath and said, "No wonder you only asked those trivial questions. It turns out you knew I wouldn't answer the most important questions."
"So what's going on now? Sir Yan, our lives are all in the hands of those above us. It's really hard to be honest with you."
"Even if I'm imprisoned, there's nothing I can do."
Yan Siqing: "That's not a small question, that's what I wanted to ask."
"Whether or not I can confirm whether your Fanxianglou is poisoning people, I can at least be sure that the murderer is from your place."
Shaoyun was curious, "Why?"
This was also the earliest suspicion of Jiang Hui and the others - she did not interrogate the owner of Fanxianglou, Prince Lie, nor did she interrogate his confidants who knew the truth, nor did she interrogate Cai Kangxin, but seemed to be very determined to come to Fanxianglou.
Now this means that the murderer seems to be a member of Fanxianglou.
That's strange. You know, all the people who are hanging around with the case are basically living a life of luxury. Even a servant beside King Lie can occupy great wealth, benefits and status. They will not stay in Fanxianglou for a long time to do any business unless they come to enjoy themselves.
Facing the doubts of several people, Yan Siqing mentioned a very small detail.
"I told you about that little purse before."
"Before Liu Guangzhi died, there was money in his purse, but when the purse was later found in the rift valley, the money was gone."
"The reasoning behind it should be correct. There should be only one reason why the money is gone."
Jian Wuliang quickly followed up: "The murderer took it!"
ah?
This is a very simple truth.
Since ancient times, nine out of ten murders were related to money. It was only because this case, this poison, was too serious that it endangered the royal family and princes and ministers, and often led to party disputes.
No one would have thought that the murderer would be a person who would even take away the little money in the hands of a lowly person like Liu Guangzhi.
Zhou Li was stunned and thought this was unbelievable.
Even Shaoyun was half-believing and half-doubting. The higher-ups were making such a big move, as if they were cleaning up after doing something wrong. She conceded that the huge disaster in Guanzhong was caused by those treacherous people and was related to the prince.
As a result, according to what Lord Yan said, could it be that someone greedy in their Fanxianglou did it?
"How much is it?"
She asked.
Zhou Li: "I've seen the purse. Even if it's filled with gold, it's only twenty taels."
The wealth of any person picked out from the hot spring villa is far more than that, not to mention that the King Lie who is currently suffering the most is a person who can make up for the military pay of 500,000 taels.
The value of the drugs used in this poisoning was more than three thousand taels of gold.
Not to mention mobilizing troops at will.
Is this possible?
King Lie must be vomiting blood if he knows this.
Jian Wuliang: "Then his intention of poisoning... doesn't make sense."
Yan Siqing actually didn't quite believe it, he just had this suspicion.
“I didn’t dare to think so.”
"But I came to your Fanxianglou and saw the backyard alley."
"Outside the alley is the downtown area. Chang'an is bustling and crowded. The beating of Liu Guangzhi probably didn't happen outside. It was most likely in the backyard."
"But look at that yard."
Jian Wuliang was right by the window. He looked down and raised his eyebrows. "Indeed, this courtyard is spacious and surrounded by high walls. Moreover, Fanxianglou is bustling with singing and dancing all day long. It's hard for people outside to hear what's going on inside. To know that Liu Guangzhi had a conflict with someone in Fanxianglou and was given a money bag, and even that there were pills in the money bag, he must have been one of the thugs or the person in charge at the time, or someone hiding in the dark places like pillars and corners to eavesdrop."
The person in charge was already paying, and he should have some status in Fanxianglou. According to Shaoyun, the people in the upper echelons were making huge profits, so a few dozen taels of gold were nothing.
That left only the thugs and those who were eavesdropping inside the building.
"Among those eavesdropping were customers that night and people who work at your Fanxianglou."
"But it would probably take a long time for the medicine man to know about the poisoning. If the customers knew about it, the matter would have been a disaster long ago."
Because Fan Xianglou was too careless.
Reasoning the other way around, this poison had no symptoms before, and it was disguised as a sexual disease between men and women, so no one thought much of it. The fact that it was kept secret for so long must have been that it was well concealed.
The sudden outbreak caught everyone off guard.
Taking all factors into consideration, it seems that the people working in Fan Xiang Lou are reluctant to spend their money because they are low-class people and the treatment they receive from Fan Xiang Lou is harsh.
So who is it?
Jian Wuliang is indeed a rising star in the judicial profession. After pondering for a long time, he finally grasped a detail by observing the man's words and expressions.
"Master Yan."
Yan Siqing looked at him and responded a little absent-mindedly.
Jian Wuliang: "You knew that Miss Shaoyun had already been controlled and had no ability to provide any clues to the case, but you still wasted your time coming here. From what I know about you, you never waste time on insignificant people. Either she is valuable, or, like a prostitute, experiencing this is also part of your investigation."
"So, you're trying to determine whether Fanxianglou has a registration process for guests?"
From the time I met him to the time I entered the house, I didn't notice any registration process.
Yan Siqing smiled, "Yes."
She admitted it and looked at Shaoyun again.
Shaoyun's expression was comical. She had been manipulated from side to side, and she didn't know how she would be convicted. She was straightforward and said, "You guys have definitely never been to a brothel."
"Who would be willing to record this kind of shady business, except for those self-proclaimed romantics who are actually the most shameless? It would give people something to talk about. There has never been such a rule since ancient times. Moreover, many people come here not just for physical pleasure, but also to discuss shameful matters. How could they possibly record it?"
"If this were to happen, even if the person above us had immense power, no one would dare to take care of our business."
That’s right.
It turns out that I have no experience.
The four of them were criticized by this person, but for the first time, they couldn't refute him.
but....
Jian Wuliang was silent for a moment, and then he began to speculate, "If that's the case, then if you want to select a suitable client for Fanxianglou, you can only rely on assigning people to observe him. These people, on the other hand, are aware of the drug poisoning."
"Even more than you know."
Shaoyun was speechless.
These clients were naturally not high-ranking officials, but scum like Liu Guangzhi who could be easily manipulated.
To determine their identity, one must either rely on the prostitutes they had contact with or the "low-class servants" who frequently had contact with them.
The thugs were not among them, because they were mostly responsible for defense in the surrounding area and only came out to deal with the situation when there was a conflict. Because they were rough and wild and carried weapons, there was no reason for them to hang around in front of dignitaries.
This refutes the above hypothesis - the thugs who beat Liu Guangzhi may not be suspects.
"There are only four types of people: prostitutes, servants who clean and tidy, musicians and dancers, and kitchen servants who serve food and wine."
There is no further reasoning to follow.
There are too few clues.
The only option is to investigate thoroughly!
There must be a list of people who work for Fan Xiang Lou. Their identities are fixed, unlike the clients who come and go in an unpredictable and secretive manner.
Jian Wuliang stood up and said, "Shall I recruit people to block the area?"
"Even if they don't want to, they have to force it."
"Now that we have the Emperor's order, I wonder if they dare to disobey!"
He was in high spirits, and Zhou Li also planned to call the Jinwu Guards to take care of the situation - just to prevent those people from getting scared and doing something desperate.
How could the Jinwu Guards defeat those useless people in the Dali Temple?
Yan Siqing was also ready to leave.
"The Jinwu Guards can move, but they don't have to come here."
ah?
Shaoyun felt that she had not provided any clues, so she secured the job assigned by her superiors. Although she knew that the future was bleak, at least the lives of her younger brothers and sisters were safe.
As for whether he died or not, whether he died outside or in the Dali Temple's prison, it didn't matter.
She was still eating peach blossom pastry. After hearing what Yan Siqing said, she looked up and looked at her with envy and surprise in her eyes, but she lowered her head to hide it.
He is a phoenix, and she is not even a chicken.
At least, the free-range chickens belong to one family.
Her kind... thousands of families are infected with the disease, and everyone is afraid of chicken plague.
Anyway, these words were said by a patron who loved her when he was drunk. His tone was gentle and his eyes were full of love.
Tsk.
This life...
"Miss Shaoyun."
"Huh?"
Yan Siqing: "There aren't that many desserts at the Dali Temple. Can you bring a few more boxes? Do you have any left?"
There was no way she wouldn't be locked up.
Yan Siqing did not let go of her excessive kindness.
Shaoyun stood up with a smile. "Okay, that's what I was thinking. But I only have this one box left. I ate several boxes last night before I knew I had to go on this errand today. What if today... I can't leave Fanxianglou, and I can't go to the Dali Temple either?"
Knowing that she was chosen to deal with the famous Lord Yan, the Yan Dongjia, she had no confidence at all and relied entirely on the courage of "die or die" to deal with him.
In fact, I had already made plans for the worst.
It is not impossible that he was beaten to death here.
So she was so foresighted and finished her meal quickly!
What if I have bad luck in my next life and can’t eat these good things?
Later, I couldn't eat any more, so only one box was left.
well....
She carefully took out a handkerchief and wrapped the food box.
"Please, the lord from the Dali Temple, lead the way."
The words are very bold.
This girl... Jian Wuliang couldn't help but said, "You are more imposing than many high-ranking officials who have been dismissed. You are more like a human being."
He had seen too many so-called high-ranking officials crying their eyes out when their property was searched and imprisoned.
Shaoyun couldn't help laughing.
Laughter with tears.
"This is the best compliment I have ever received in my life, sir. Even if you want to torture me to death tomorrow, it would be fine."
The helplessness of a small person is - a box of peach blossom cakes, and a pair of brothers and sisters who sell themselves to a brothel because of them but still make her miss them.
It’s unbearable to describe.
Like onions and garlic, whether in the soil or in the pot, their highest value is just as ingredients in dishes.
This was indeed the highest compliment she had ever received.
Yan Siqing's expression was a bit complicated, a bit helpless, "Why are you crying?"
"Come with me to a place first."
"You come with me."
ah?
Shaoyun was stunned.
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The eastern suburbs of Chang'an, the place of Baqiao.
There is a waste rock area here.
Chang'an was the capital and the fastest-growing city, with frequent construction projects. Stone was quarried in the eastern suburbs, and the abandoned areas were deserted.
Now it’s become lively.
In broad daylight, a group of people gathered here, ready to burn a bunch of objects and...people.
A group of nobles with vested interests in Fanxianglou gathered here and confirmed that all the evidence was here.
"The records must be destroyed. The medicinal materials, research records, the healers, and the imprisoned medicine men must all be disposed of."
"Bury it and cover it with a pile of rubble."
There are many abandoned pits here. There is no need to dig. Just put them in and bury them in the mountains. No one will know about them for a hundred or eighty years.
In the future, when the grass is green and the flowers are blooming, the lawsuit will be unresolved.
These nobles covered their mouths and noses with precious silk handkerchiefs and watched with their own eyes as these things were processed under a temporary shed. They also gathered together to decide on a plan.
"The last secret letter the prince sent before he was trapped there was asking us to dispose of the evidence and cut off the chain of evidence that would allow the higher-ups to trace and convict him. However, even if this was accomplished, the prince also said that he was in a difficult situation and needed our collective support."
"otherwise....."
Otherwise, the prince might not die, but those affiliated with the party would definitely be liquidated.
They can only unite and find a way to get the prince out.
They are basically all powerful figures entrenched in various parts of Chang'an, otherwise they would not be able to serve King Lie, and they are more hidden - Master Xiao, King Lie is more pretentious than King Qi, and they are even more pretentious than King Qi's party.
If it weren't for the crisis, they wouldn't have exposed themselves and gathered here. There's really nothing we can do.
Because they had almost finished dealing with the evidence, they were discussing ways to rescue their master.
Then.....
"What's going on?"
There was no sound of horse hooves.
These people were shocked to find that the troops were coming in with great force and surrounded the forks in the road on all sides.
"No, let's go!!"
They were like ants on a hot pot, some wanted to rush out, some shouted to kill those who were still alive...
pity.
With a whoosh, an arrow flew through the air and hit the kneecap of the nobleman who was screaming like a drake, causing him to kneel down with a scream.
They were quiet when the archers emerged from the waste rock area uphill and showed their bows.
Because they were all targeted.
When the carriage arrived, they were stunned when they saw Yan Siqing and others.
Zhou Li, on his horse, saw Yan Siqing lifting the curtain to observe the instigators who had been caught in the act. His expression was gentle, as if he was trying to determine how capable these people were to dare to do such things that were against the principles of heaven and human ethics.
Zhou Li: "You actually know this... Did they reveal some flaw? Did you discover their tracks in Fanxiang Tower? Or have you been keeping an eye on Prince Lie's movements from the very beginning?"
Yan Siqing: "No, I'm not from the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Justice, or the Ministry of Cabinet. How can I follow the prince's men?"
That's a big taboo.
Zhou Li also understood, otherwise this person would not have avoided even Cai Kangxin's interrogation and given full authority to Wei Tingzhong.
It was because she understood it too well - Cai Kangxin is now from the Ministry of Rites, but he was not an official of the Ministry of Rites back then. He participated in the transportation of grain and grass, and colluded with all the people in the Ministry of War. It involved corruption in the Ministry of War and internal connections. They were all state secrets, much more sensitive than the government affairs of the Ministry of Personnel. After all, military and national defense are the top priority of the empire.
If she really dared to intervene and found out some inside information, it would be very difficult to resolve.
Therefore, such a calm person retreated at the right time, leaving behind the biggest fat fish she had caught, Cai Kangxin and Prince Lie, and handed them over to the Ministry of War and the emperor. She herself returned to investigate the murderer with clean hands, neither neglecting her duty nor crossing the line.
On the other hand, she was investigating too quickly. She thought she hadn't gained anything in Fanxianglou because the "Shaoyuns" there were all gagged and controlled, making it difficult to make any breakthroughs.
As a result, on the way she said she wanted to come to Baqiao.
The purpose was so clear that they were a little shocked - the investigation had progressed so far, had King Lie Mengyu let it slip? Had he told them that the filthy place was in Baqiao?
Yan Siqing got off the carriage, covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief to avoid the smell of wind, sand and dust, glanced at the disheveled medicine men, there was not much sympathy in her eyes, only indifference, and she paced past Zhou Li.
She didn't say anything, but waited for the guard to find a secret letter from someone and handed it to Zhou Li.
"If you wish to submit a memorial to your superiors, please note this secret letter."
“I wrote it.”
The group of people pinned to the ground looked up, their faces filled with shock.
Zhou Li's pupils trembled.
Therefore, she gave King Lie the opportunity to release the news, but that was not her real purpose. Her real purpose was to make his previous instructions come true and effective, so that these people could clearly know the inside story of the Guanzhong Hot Spring Villa. Only when they were sure that these were true would they believe that this secret channel was effective and secret.
Finally, she forged a fake letter, ordering the men to gather, and then came to Baqiao to destroy the evidence.
Catch them in the act.
This is indeed a one-step trick that saves time and effort, uh, a good idea.
But there is a big difficulty.
"Handwriting."
"If it weren't for the foreshadowing, they wouldn't believe the source of this news. But if they were to obey the order and gather together to rescue people, then this secret letter must be written by King Lie himself... You..."
How did she manage to forge a fake letter? How could she imitate the former's handwriting? But if the other party had not written such content before, then she must be very sure of the King Lie's handwriting...
Where did the sample material come from?
Yan Siqing folded the secret letter and handed it to him. This was also a piece of evidence. The emperor was too excessive, so every detail must be taken into consideration.
But she also whispered it.
"Back in the villa, when he first confessed to fooling me, there was a lot of his handwriting on the paper. He was supposed to write it himself."
"I just asked him to write something. Some of the words in it matched the secret letter, so I copied it."
Zhou Li was simply shocked beyond words.
A small clue can lead to a great discovery.
The words are like you, the young lady, the boss, and the master.
It seemed as if her inner self was revealed step by step - at first she even had to flatter the county magistrate of a small place, but now it seemed that she had little fear of the prince, and in her eyes, he was someone who could be controlled and dealt with.
Is this the true genius?
"You shouldn't have confessed this to me. After all, it's... something that can easily be feared."
"If you don't tell me, I'm afraid no one will know. If King Lie denies it later, everyone will just think he's making excuses."
"As you said, although it's a judicial method for investigating a case, it doesn't require any concrete evidence to identify King Lie. The people who are brought out are the real criminals, and they won't be held accountable. But the hidden danger is... you know, someone in the royal family is bound to be dissatisfied."
Those members of the royal family knew exactly what her identity was and would definitely find fault with her and be hostile.
King Lie didn't even need to make a move, overwhelming hostility came towards her.
No need to consider what the emperor thinks.
So Zhou Li looked very heavy-hearted, but she was troubled by the fact that she couldn't undo the exposure of this matter - she had revealed it in front of everyone.
Everyone knows it now.
They can't do the job of killing people to silence them.
He was anxious, but Yan Siqing looked at him strangely.
"That's not the case, it's the same thing, but the resentment comes from the fear that I can harm them."
"If there's such a suspicion, then I'd better have the ability."
"And the reason I'm informing you of this is because whether it's you, Lord Zhou, Governor Wei, or Lord Jian, you all need to report this matter to His Majesty."
"If the harm of lies is always greater than the benefit."
"Then it's better to be honest."
This was originally her own private design, but if the result was exposed and would implicate others, she was willing to take the risk herself.
There's nothing difficult to understand about this.
"but......"
"Speed is of the essence in war. I hope you can tell me the location as soon as possible."
"The first person to report will be rewarded."
They have been caught in the act and are all guilty of capital crimes. It depends on whether they are willing to atone for their crimes.
She was the one who led the people to the Baqiao wasteland. The real place was naturally not here, and she had no way of predicting the inside story. The secret letter did not mention this matter, and there was no reply from the other party, so she could only catch the person, force him into a dead end with no room for struggle, and then make him kneel down and beg for survival.
If I finish it early, maybe I can still make it home in time for dinner.
Yan Siqing thought secretly.
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