Chapter 61
Jian Xinyi pushed the person in front of her aside, looked at the motionless Lao Lin in front of her, and knelt down on the ground.
"Miss Lin!"
When Sun Liqing saw that it was her, he helped her up.
"We received a report from the Jinwu Guards that Mr. Cao had died in the bookstore. When we arrived, we found the unconscious shopkeeper Lin."
When Jian Xinyi heard that Lao Lin was fine, she felt much relieved.
"Sun Pingshi, please save my father."
"this....."
Sun Liqing hesitated and didn't speak.
It was Mu Zhubo who stepped forward and comforted her, saying, "Miss Lin, a large amount of documentary evidence related to the Poor Relief Gang has been discovered in the back room. The emperor is taking this case very seriously and will definitely clear Manager Lin's name."
Poor relief gang?
For a moment, Jian Xinyi remembered Qian Yuan's words.
"Under the guise of robbing the rich to help the poor, they threatened officials in the court that if they did not work for the gang, they would expose them."
It seems that Qian Yuan found out that the Poor Relief Gang was related to King Geng, so King Geng set up this trap and framed all this on her for no reason.
On the one hand, he could suppress King Xing, and on the other hand, he could clear himself of suspicion.
Now not only is she being blamed, but even Old Lin is suffering from this ordeal.
This is simply too much.
"Now that Mu Zhubu has spoken, I just hope we don't repeat the same mistakes."
Jian Xinyi's eyes were red and she held Mu Zhubo's hand tightly.
Now only she can save Lao Lin.
I hope the Dali Temple will not do the same as last time and blindly capture her and use her as a target just to get by.
This way she still has a chance.
"I promise you, absolutely not."
Mu Qinghui held her hand and said, "Now that a murder has occurred, the Dali Temple will definitely summon you. Be prepared."
"I see."
Jian Xinyi nodded and walked home first.
Now that Qian Yuan is not here, there is no one to take care of things in prison. If the emperor knows about this, he will definitely investigate it strictly.
Although Chief Clerk Mu promised not to use punishment as much as possible, if Lao Lin was not rescued quickly, it would be something that Chief Clerk of the Dali Temple would not be able to intervene in in the future.
It’s a pity that King Geng had set an ambush very deep. He first used Shuxing as bait to lure them into the trap.
Changing shops should also have something to do with him.
Even if the official simply wanted to buy the shop at the beginning, King Geng must have had some influence behind the bookstore.
Also, the Curtain Official Case.
Now she needs to calm down and think carefully about how she would use the cards in her hand to achieve her goal if she were King Geng.
First, there was the Curtain Official Case caused by cheating in the Spring Examination, then the official suddenly gave in, and then the bookkeeper suddenly visited. One thing after another, like a chain of traps.
Robbing the rich to help the poor, threatening officials...
But apart from his relationship with King Xing, is it worth spending so much effort to set up this plan?
Unless, this poor relief gang has a greater crime.
When Jian Xinyi thought of this, she felt as if an electric current had struck her every limb and broke out in a cold sweat.
Go home first and talk about it when you get home.
She shook her head and just as she reached the entrance of the alley, she saw the nephew of the wealthy man rushing towards her.
"You, you killed your uncle, you bitch."
Jian Xinyi had no intention of arguing with him and simply dodged to the left. "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm just a weak woman, how can I kill your uncle?"
The nephew was determined to get an explanation from her and started crying again.
"You had previously become close to the Jinwu Guards, but your uncle didn't bother with you and even gave you the house. Now you've turned your back on me and even taken my life."
"What nonsense."
Jian Xinyi's mind was already in a mess, and she didn't want to pay any attention to him. However, as more and more people gathered around, she had to explain again: "The Dali Temple will decide what's right and wrong. If you want to make a fuss, go there."
"Everyone knows that you have connections with the Dali Temple. Now it's just officials protecting each other."
This person is really speechless.
Even if someone insists on making trouble, Jian Xinyi is not afraid.
"It's a bit ridiculous for you, a nephew of a wealthy official, to say that an orphan like me is colluding with the officials of the Dali Temple to protect me."
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing waves to form.
"Yeah, what's going on."
"This nephew is probably looking for trouble again."
"I think the reason for this man's death might be that his nephew wanted to seize his property."
Seeing that Jian Xinyi was arguing confidently, the people around her stopped making any rash judgments and dispersed in a short while.
Cao Jiaxu could only force himself to maintain his composure, pointing at her nose and scolding, "Okay, you won't admit it, right? When you go to jail, I wonder if you can still be as stubborn as you are now."
She ignored his provocation and walked straight back home.
The house is still so clean. Before my cousin left, her family cleaned the new house very thoroughly, but now she is left alone.
But she won't give up.
If someone frames her, she will make that person pay the price.
Mu Zhubo was right. Now that the emperor attached so much importance to this case, he would not tolerate officials deceiving their superiors and concealing the truth from their subordinates. However, she also had to produce sufficient evidence to prove her innocence.
It was true that the nephew of the wealthy man came to his house to make trouble. If someone were to confirm this, it would only confirm the motive.
However, Lao Lin has always been popular and not in good health. It is impossible to say that he did it without sufficient chain of evidence.
The idea of a poor relief gang is even more ridiculous.
Their family had been commoners for generations, and at most, only Old Lin was a Jinshi. However, since he was not promoted and was ostracized, he resigned.
How could he know so many secrets of officialdom and still tolerate their reckless behavior?
However, since His Majesty hates the Poor Relief Gang so much, anyone who has even the slightest connection with it will be severely punished.
It still depends on what tricks King Geng has up his sleeve before she can deal with them.
But actually, it would be good if she could find someone to ask for help.
That bracelet.
It should still be in Prince Xing's Mansion.
She didn't care about anything and walked straight towards Prince Xing's Mansion.
The gate of Prince Xing's Mansion was closed at this moment, with only a few guards left to guard it.
As soon as the guard saw Jian Xinyi's clothes, he knew that she was the girl who had come to the mansion this morning, and quickly called out the steward.
"Hey, Miss Lin."
Jian Xinyi pulled the steward into the house and said, "Let's talk first."
The manager was full of confusion and tried to explain to Jian Xinyi in a loud voice.
"Miss, His Highness has gone to Luoshan at the command of the Saint and will not be back for a while."
"I know. Take me to the study. I'll write a letter. Please give it to him for me."
"Girl, a study room like this..."
The housekeeper originally wanted to stop Jian Xinyi from going to the study, but seeing her expression, which seemed like she really had something urgent to do, he let her in.
Jian Xinyi strode towards the study, writing hurriedly but unable to speak openly, causing discord between Qian Yuan and His Majesty.
I could only talk about some trivial matters of daily life, interspersed with the cases of the curtain official, the poor relief group, the nephew of the official, and others.
I hope he can understand.
The steward also saw this Miss Lin writing a letter to His Highness for the first time. He knew that there would definitely be a reward when she returned, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss. I will go right away and personally deliver it to His Highness."
She hurriedly put aside her pen and ink and asked again.
"Where is the coral bracelet that Your Highness brought back today?"
"It should be in the drawer."
The butler quickly and respectfully opened the drawer on the table and took out a wooden box.
But when she opened the box, what Jian Xinyi saw at first glance were many paintings.
That's the little card she drew.
He carefully hid it in a wooden box in his study.
For some small cards, she only drew them once on the front page and never reviewed them a second time.
There are winter jasmine flowers all over the mountains, the majestic and cold Black Eagle Guards, and the pleasant spring crabapple branches.
He kept them all well.
No matter what the outcome is.
It seemed that at that moment, she inadvertently glimpsed the feelings hidden deep in his heart.
"girl?"
The housekeeper reminded.
Now is not the time to think about these things.
Jian Xinyi looked away and took the wooden box.
"Send someone, I want to go to the palace."
The headmaster was so upset that he wanted to cry but had no tears. It was almost evening now, and if he went into the palace again, he might cause trouble. "Miss, you just came back from the palace today. If there is anything serious, go back tomorrow."
How could she forget this?
I guess there must be a reason why King Geng chose this day to take action.
He had known for a long time that today was the Qionghua Banquet, and was certain that Qian Yuan would come. Once Qian Yuan arrived, there would be a quarrel over the Qionghua Banquet, and if he entered the palace again on his own business in the future, he would definitely be punished.
But I didn't expect that she would come now. Both of them were trapped and had nowhere to ask for help.
It actually helped him.
Jian Xinyi had no choice but to calm down and said, "I will come again tomorrow and then you can go directly to the palace."
"Okay, okay."
The manager wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and finally persuaded the giant Buddha to be sent away. But he was still restless and hurried to deliver the letter.
Luoshan is more than a hundred miles away from the capital. If you calculate the time, it only takes to walk to Pingzhou, and there are only a few hotels to stay in.
When the people from Prince Xing's Mansion delivered the letter, everyone was surprised.
"It's so late to write a letter from Zhuiyu."
It's so late, why would she send the letter here?
The smile on Qian Yuan's face slowly disappeared and turned cold.
There were heavy shadows outside the house, with occasional dog barking. The weak candlelight inside the house was dim and gloomy.
He quickly opened the letter and glanced through it.
"There's something wrong with this letter."
Qian Yuan knew that he would take action, but he didn't expect that she would be involved.
No wonder she looked so unhappy when she left the palace.
It turns out that I had known this situation would happen a long time ago.
Why didn't he figure it out at the time?
If he had known this, he would never have gone to Luoshan.
But the most urgent thing is how I can help her.
In order to achieve his ambition, King Geng has really schemed everything out. Now he is not only targeting his younger brother, but also not letting Chui Yu go.
But now he can't move an inch and can't disobey the emperor's order.
It's almost a dead end.
The red candle in front of me is about to burn out, and drops of wax are dripping down the candlestick like a song and a cry.
"let's go."
"Your Highness, going to Luoshan now is the order of the Emperor, and you cannot disobey."
The two of them knelt on the ground together, blocking Qian Yuan's way.
"Your Highness, absolutely not."
"you!"
Qian Yuan was almost extremely angry. "Let's go now and head to Luoshan. Move quickly."
Then he said again.
"Mu Xin, go back and give the things to her."
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