Emperor Mingyan said with a smile: "Then show me how smart you are!"
Yan Shiyue opened her mouth and wanted to speak, then thought for a moment and closed it again: "I'll come back to brag when I succeed. Otherwise, if I blow the conch shell all the time and accidentally fail, wouldn't I be very embarrassed?"
She stood up and took the prince away with her: "Come on, brother, let's discuss this."
They went to the prince.
At this time, Huo Qijing strode out of the Yulin Army's camp and glanced at the woman outside: "You want to see me? What's the matter?"
Zhao Xiangning bowed reluctantly.
She had curved eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and her expression was gentle and timid. She said softly, "My Lord, my surname is Zhao, and my father is Zhao Yecheng, the Earl of Guangcheng. I apologize for disturbing you."
Huo Qijing just nodded and waited for her to get to the point.
Zhao Xiangning said, "Today, I went to copy the Jiucheng Palace Liquan Inscription, but I ran into Her Highness. Her Highness...she seemed a little unhappy..."
She bit her lips, wanting to say something but stopping herself, tears welling up in her eyes.
...
...
Huo Qijing frowned.
He grew up in a military camp and was extremely impatient to deal with a woman who would break her sentences into three parts. He just said, "So?"
Seeing his expression, Zhao Xiangning was secretly delighted. She said, no man in this world would like a woman who is not tactful at all!
She said softly: "Here is my copy. I just went to His Highness' place. His Highness..."
She seemed very embarrassed, lowered her eyes, and pretended to smile strongly before saying, "I have no choice but to come and bother you, sir. Please give this rubbing to Your Highness as an apology. I will be very grateful."
She leans forward with a humble and gentle manner.
Huo Qijing took the rubbing, nodded, turned around and left.
Over there, Yan Shiyue had discussed the matter with the Crown Prince, and then had a secret discussion with the Minister of the Dali Temple at night. When he came back, it was already dark.
While helping her wash up, Wei Bo said, "Master, the Marquis came here and sent this rubbing over, saying that someone asked him to give it to you."
Yan Shiyue yawned and nodded, without asking any more questions, and went to sleep.
Early the next morning, Dali Si Liao came to the emperor to report as usual, and met Lin Fujian as usual.
This time, the Dali Temple Minister did not turn around and leave, but complained to him: "Master Lin, it's no use for you to come to me! I have no choice! Things have come to this point, there must be an explanation!"
Lin Fujian smiled and said, "Of course I know your difficulties, sir, but you have to let me know what's going on first, so that I can give you an explanation!"
The Dali Temple Minister wanted to speak, but someone called him from behind: "Lord Li, the Crown Prince wants to see you."
The Dali Temple official responded and hurried back. After a while, someone came back and said respectfully, "Master Lin, our master asked you to come over and serve tea first."
Lin Fujian agreed and followed the man.
After all, this is a temporary palace, and the prisoners are temporarily detained in a small courtyard in the corner. The man was respectful all the way, but when he arrived, he happened to see several people dragging a man out. The man was already covered with bruises from torture, and it was Zhao Di.
Lin Fujian glanced at him threateningly.
Zhao Di was secretly delighted.
He had been suffering for so many days, waiting for this moment! They knew too much about Lin Fujian, it was impossible for Lin Fujian not to save him!
Lin Fujian is a powerful person. Now that he is here, he will naturally find a way to rescue them! At worst, he can buy a scapegoat to replace them!
The two of them only exchanged glances before Lin Fujian entered a room on the left. The person holding him said, "Lord Lin will interrogate him personally. We can't just drag him up like this. Can we change his clothes?"
Another person said: "Just cover it up, why bother with it!"
They dragged him into a nearby corner, put a random piece of clothing on him, tied it up hastily, and said, "That's it!"
Then they wheeled him in.
I still hear someone inside saying, "Master Lin, calm down!"
Lin Fujian said, "The Emperor actually handed the matter over to me for trial! This is forcing me to give a result!"
"Please calm down, sir." Another person said, "For now, we can only sacrifice the chariot to save the king..."
Yue Di's heart sank suddenly. The man who was holding him shouted, "Sir, the prisoner has been brought here."
"Hmm!" Lin Fujian snorted heavily.
Soon, the person who had just come out, looked him up and down, and then said in an official tone: "Zhao Di, Lord Lin has been ordered to take over this case... The previous things, well, His Highness Fu Yan has already investigated them very clearly, you must tell the truth! Don't hide anything! You must also confess all the illegal things you have done!"
He stared at him coldly: "Do you understand?"
The land of Zhao turned as pale as earth and was filled with resentment.
Lin Fujian was obviously going to give up on him.
He clenched his fists suddenly, then loosened them dejectedly...
Lin Fujian is in a high position and has great power. If even he can't do anything, then he will probably die here.
Zhao Di's spine collapsed slowly. After a long while, he said, "I...I was indeed the one who killed the three members of the Ye family..."
In the inner room, the prince and Yan Shiyue were drinking tea and listening to the noises outside.
The prince looked her up and down from time to time, obviously not expecting that she could imitate it so well.
In fact, Yan Shiyue's imitation of men's voices, especially middle-aged and elderly men's voices, was not very similar. But Zhao Dixian saw Lin Fujian come in with his own eyes, and heard a voice in front of him: "Lord Lin", so he would not doubt it if it was basically 70% similar.
Zhao Di confessed four things in a disjointed manner.
Seeing that no more questions could be asked, Yan Shiyue asked someone to remove the screen. Zhao Di looked up and was stunned.
Yan Shiyue said: "You have already betrayed Lin Fujian, there is no turning back, now you can only cooperate with me." She suddenly changed to Lin Fujian's voice: "Is that what you said?"
Zhao Di's eyes suddenly widened.
He lunged forward, glaring at her fiercely and gritting his teeth.
It's obvious at first glance that this guy is a vicious person. Even at this time, he is still so arrogant and has no remorse at all!
Yan Shiyue continued calmly: "Just now you knew that he had given up on you, but you were so calm. Does Lin Fujian have something that can threaten you? If so, you can tell me and I can help you."
She said word by word: "This is your last chance."
Zhao Di slowly shrank back, still looking at her for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "My son... my son is in Tongqian Lane, his mother is Chen Xiu, give him all my silver and let him live well, don't tell him what happened to me."
Yan Shiyue raised an eyebrow and asked, "The money earned from killing people and setting fires?"
The prince wanted to speak, but he held back.
Zhao Di got angry and said, "You! You stinky bitch..."
Others shouted, "How dare you!"
The person behind him had already rushed over and held him down.
Zhao Di put his head on the ground, still roaring, "You dare to swallow my money, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost! Don't even think about me saying another word! I won't say anything! I have a scar as big as a bowl on my head, and I'm not a hero if I beg for mercy!"
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