090 Power
Feng Qingchen thought for a long time but couldn't figure out how she could prove her innocence.
Although the other party's methods were crude and the evidence was even cruder, she was unable to explain herself because one of the parties involved was a royal princess.
There is no trivial matter in the royal family. When it comes to the safety of the princess of the current dynasty, they would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go.
After thinking for a long time, Feng Qingchen could only speak frankly: "Ninth Uncle, sir. The princess and Qingchen, one is heaven and the other is earth. How could Qingchen overestimate his own abilities and want to fight against heaven and assassinate the princess? The princess and Qingchen have no grudges, and Qingchen has no motive to kill the princess.
Besides, everyone knew how poor the Feng Mansion was. How could Qingliang possibly afford one thousand taels of gold to hire someone to kill someone?
If this assassination was really arranged by Qingchen, then why did this cold arrow hit me in the end? Everyone present saw it. Miss Sun’s life or death is still unknown because she saved me.
The last point is that it was the Royal Courtyard, not the main gate of the Feng Mansion. If Feng Qingchen had the ability to arrange for someone to enter the Royal Courtyard, he wouldn’t have ended up like this.”
She looked at Princess Anping with burning eyes, as if she wanted to see through her.
No matter why the Ninth Prince came out to help her, now that the Ninth Prince was here, she didn't want to miss this opportunity. The Ninth Prince was the only one who could take her away from here.
If it succeeds, she can leave the Blood Robe Guard prison.
If she loses, she will stay here forever and become the next Xiaozhi, unable to live or die.
Hearing Feng Qingchen's self-defense, Lu Shaolin nodded: "Miss Feng is right."
When Lu Shaolin said this, he secretly glanced at Dong Lingjiu, but found that Dong Lingjiu still looked indifferent, without any expression. Lu Shaolin was not sure what Dong Lingjiu meant. After wiping off the cold sweat, he shouted at Qian Jin: "How dare you, Qian Jin, slander Miss Feng. Tell the truth. Who instructed you?"
"Sir, I was really instructed by Miss Feng. I have evidence. At that time, Miss Feng gave me a very strange knife. That knife can prove Miss Feng's identity." Qian Jin kowtowed repeatedly and brought up another thing.
Small knife?
Oh no, it must be the scalpel she lost last time.
No wonder they say that both witnesses and material evidence are present, it is indeed very complete.
The color drained from Feng Qingchen's face, and a hint of helplessness and sadness flashed in his eyes.
A glimmer of joy flashed in Princess Anping's eyes.
It looked like the knife really belonged to Feng Qingchen. When that person gave it to her, she had doubted it, but it turned out to be true...
The officer quickly brought out the knife that Qian Jin had mentioned.
"Miss Feng, please look carefully, this thing is yours." Lu Shaolin said seriously.
But Feng Qingchen could tell from his tone that he wanted her to deny it.
Deny it, how can she deny it? Looking across the entire Kyushu continent, no one else has this scalpel except her. She simply cannot deny it. Once she denies it, she will be charged with a guilty conscience if the truth is finally revealed.
Feng Qingchen was about to admit it, but Dong Lingjiu said calmly: "Yes, it is, and no, it is not. There will be no good consequences for deceiving this king."
Not to mention that Feng Qingchen had no intention of denying it, even if he did, he would have to change it at this moment.
Feng Qingchen nodded: "In reply to Uncle Nine and the Lord, this knife is indeed Feng Qingchen's, but it was definitely not given to Qian Jin by Feng Qingchen. Why would I give such a small knife to anyone? This knife can't kill people. Besides, if I really wanted to hire someone to kill someone, why would I use my real name and leave such important evidence? Isn't this clearly waiting for someone to catch me?"
"Perhaps you are deliberately being mysterious in order to confuse people. Feng Qingchen, you have always been very smart." Seeing that Dong Lingjiu did not speak for Feng Qingchen, Princess Anping boldly interrupted, trying to test Dong Lingjiu's reaction.
After saying this, Princess Anping did not look forward, but bowed to Dong Lingjiu uneasily and said, "Uncle, Anping has overstepped her bounds."
"Yeah!" Dong Lingjiu responded without scolding.
Princess Anping's face lit up with joy, she bowed and left.
Lu Shaolin was in such a headache. Princess Anping was trying to intimidate him.
He was really in a dilemma, but he couldn't just give up.
Lu Shaolin could only bite the bullet and ask Qian Jin again when and where he met Feng Qingchen, what they talked about, how he sneaked into the royal villa, and so on.
Qian Jin answered all his questions one by one without any loopholes. Feng Qingchen knew clearly that the other party was framing her, but Qian Jin's words were so convincing that she could not produce any useful evidence except for a few words of rebuttal.
After a round of questions and answers, all the testimonies were extremely unfavorable to Feng Qingchen. Qian Jin insisted on being Feng Qingchen and refused to give in no matter how he was asked. Dong Lingjiu did not cough once from beginning to end, and it seemed that he would not hinder Lord Lu from handling the case.
Half an hour later, all the questions that needed to be asked were asked, and Lu Shaolin presented the confessions of both parties to Dong Lingjiu.
"Please have a look, Uncle Nine."
Qian Jin insisted that it was Feng Qingchen who instructed him to assassinate Princess Anping, and provided a scalpel and one thousand taels of gold as evidence.
Feng Qingchen denied it, but he couldn't find any witnesses or evidence to prove himself.
There is nothing to judge in this case.
Dong Lingjiu did not look at the confession in front of him, but raised his eyelids and asked, "Master Lu, is this how the Blood Robe Guards try cases?"
There was dissatisfaction in his words.
"Yes, it is."
Of course not. If the Blood-Cloaked Guards were to be so gentle in their trials, they wouldn't be called the Blood-Cloaked Guards. But Lu Shaolin wasn't sure what Dong Lingjiu meant, so he didn't dare to say anything.
"I didn't know that the Blood-Clothed Guards' method of handling cases was so gentle. They usually try cases in this way. Are these torture instruments just to scare people?" Dong Lingjiu pointed to the various torture instruments that smelled of blood on the torture table, his eyes were cold.
"Boom..." Lu Shaolin gasped, his legs softened, and he knelt down: "Please forgive me, Uncle Nine, I know I was wrong."
“Lord Lu, you should try cases the same way you usually do today. Don’t break the rules of the Blood Robe Guard just because I’m here. If the Emperor finds out, he’ll blame me.” The Ninth Prince said in a neither light nor heavy tone.
This seemingly casual sentence made Lu Shaolin's back wet.
The Ninth Prince was warning him that the Blood-Clothed Guards served the Emperor, not the Empress.
Huh... Lu Shaolin also understood this truth, but the other party was his master's legal wife, the current queen mother. Besides, all the evidence in this case was not favorable to Feng Qingchen, how could he overturn the case?
Lu Shaolin really hated asking the Ninth Prince to come forward. Lu Shaolin said with a painful face: "I understand. I will re-examine the case. However... the Blood Robe Guards' trials are always bloody. I am afraid of scaring the Ninth Prince and Princess Anping."
This is a preventive measure. Of course, Lu Shaolin hopes that the two of them will leave quickly so that it will be more convenient for him to do things.
"That's fine. Today, I will see the Blood Robe Guards' methods. Please don't let me down."
Princess Anping thought about it and smiled, "With the Emperor's uncle here, Anping is not afraid."
After saying that, she stepped forward obediently and shortened the distance between herself and Dong Lingjiu, using this opportunity to tell Lu Shaolin that she was the Ninth Prince's biological niece, and even if the Ninth Prince wanted to help, it should be her, his niece.
"Your humble servant obeys your command." Lu Shaolin stood up tremblingly. The pain in his heart was second only to the fact that he could not do it.
Looking at Feng Qingchen and Qian Jin kneeling in front of the Ninth Prince, Lu Shaolin's face became even more distorted. Who was he going to torture?
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