Chapter 215 Palace Secrets
The room was completely silent, with only the sound of the Protector's rapid breathing in anger.
He raised his sword and pointed it at Wen Wan, "You! You are simply lawless. You actually slandered me for attacking my own daughter!"
"Is it slander?"
Wen Wan raised an eyebrow. "These testimonies are all signed and sealed. We have also sent these witnesses to the Censorate. They should be reviewing the case by now."
The Dali Temple reviewed major cases, while the Censorate was responsible for supervising all officials. Once these major cases involved court officials, the Censorate was qualified to intervene.
When Wen Wan brought up the Censorate, the face of Lord Feng, the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, changed.
Lord Feng pondered for a moment and raised a question.
"You also said that these are just your speculations based on the testimonies of these people. From beginning to end, you have not proved that it was the Protector of the Country who ordered the killing of his own daughter."
Hearing this, Wen Wan sighed deeply.
"You're right. The servant who murdered Wang Yiling was murdered to silence her. The entire family of seven, young and old, all died in the fire."
She shook her head regretfully, "It's really hard to prove a crime without proof of death."
After seeing how aggressive she had been just now, she suddenly softened her tone, and everyone was a little slow to react.
After considering the matter for a moment, Lord Feng said, "Since the servant is dead, there's no way to prove the Protector of the Country was behind the murder. Therefore, the charge of killing Wang Yiling cannot fall on the Protector of the Country."
Wen Wan pretended to be regretful and nodded, "Okay, I agree with your conclusion, sir."
She compromised so easily that Lord Feng felt a little uneasy.
Sure enough, Wen Wan’s next sentence hit the nail on the head.
"The servant who killed Wang Yiling is dead. Although this doesn't prove who was behind the murder, it at least proves that our prince didn't kill anyone, right?"
The murderer is dead, so the Duke of Huguo cannot be identified, and similarly, the Prince of Anding cannot be identified either.
Wenwan took a step forward with a bright smile.
"Our prince didn't kill anyone, and our general's mansion doesn't have any poison called 'black mud'. So, Lord Feng, isn't it time to clear our name?"
From the beginning to the end, her purpose was not to overthrow the Duke of Protectorate, but to prove the innocence of the prince and the general's mansion.
As for the fact that the Protector of the Country killed his own daughter, there was no rush at this moment.
What's more, the Duke of Protectorate wanted to use "black mud" to frame the General's Mansion, which means that the Duke of Protectorateate really had "black mud".
The Jade Concubine and the Crown Prince were murdered, and the court is still investigating. The Duke of Protectorate exposed the existence of the "black mud", and someone will definitely find out about it.
The storm is about to come, and all she has to do is push the Duke of Protectorate to the forefront.
She knew her own limitations and felt fortunate to have saved everyone in the general's mansion. The disputes and fierce fighting in the court were not something a small figure like her could worry about.
At this point, everyone present knew that the General's Mansion had safely survived this crisis.
They just didn't expect that the one who turned the tide was actually a little concubine in the general's mansion.
When the dust settled, only one person was still kneeling tremblingly in the middle of the room.
Chunniang shrank in fear, kowtowing and begging for mercy, "I was bewitched for a moment, I was wrong, please forgive me, old lady..."
Before she could finish the word "life", Chunniang's eyes widened and her neck was cut by a sharp blade.
As the blood splattered, the contemptuous look of the Duke of Protector of the Country was reflected in her pupils.
The Duke of the Protectorate held a long sword in his hand, the tip of which was still dripping with blood. He cursed angrily, "It was all because of your reckless accusations, you lowly slave, that we nearly wrongly accused everyone in the General's Mansion. You deserve to die!"
Seeing this, the Dali Temple Minister frowned but said nothing.
Wen Wan saw Chunniang lying in a pool of blood, with blood gurgling from her throat. She seemed to want to say something, her lips moved, but no sound came out.
But in a moment, Chunniang completely lost her breath.
A living person died in front of everyone.
Wen Wan staggered to Chun Niang and squatted down. She felt like there was a stone blocking her heart, and her eyes were red with suffocation.
She slowly raised her hand and covered her eyes with a slight trembling sound.
Lord Feng led the people from the Dali Temple and the Imperial Guards away, and the general's mansion, which was surrounded by layers of siege, finally saw the light of day again.
When King Cang left, he couldn't help but look back at Wen Wan.
With his back to her, half-kneeling on the ground, his figure looked desolate and indescribably lonely.
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A wisp of blue smoke rises, and the sunset glow sprinkles on the eaves and extends to the end of the sky.
As the sky gradually darkened, the general's mansion, which had been busy all day, seemed to have returned to its former tranquility.
The first meal after the rescue was a reunion dinner for the women in the back house, ordered by the old lady.
The maids and servants in the kitchen put a lot of thought into it and used all their best skills.
The dinner was very sumptuous and everyone enjoyed it with smiles on their faces.
Wen Wan had no appetite. She glanced at the old lady sitting in the main seat and saw that she looked worried and had hardly touched the food in front of her.
After dinner, the women in the back house went back to their homes. Wen Wan stood up and walked to the old lady and bowed.
"Old lady."
The old lady looked up at her and then sighed.
"Come with me to the room and talk."
"Yeah." Wen Wan responded and followed the old lady to the scripture recitation room.
The old lady lit the oil lamp and left the room.
The old lady changed to a new rosary. She half-closed her eyes and said slowly, "Now the Patriarch's Order is in your hands. If you have anything to ask, just ask."
Wen Wan nodded, "Then I'll get straight to the point. Have you known about the black mud poison before?"
Hearing this, the old lady raised her eyes and then lowered her head again.
"Um."
She sighed, then said in a deep voice, "Half a year ago, Concubine Yu and the heir were murdered, which was also related to a palace secret that happened eighteen years ago."
When the old lady said this, she seemed a little hesitant about whether she should tell Wen Wan about this.
Wen Wan lowered her eyes, twitched the corners of her mouth, and simply asked directly, "But what about the murder of the former crown prince?"
Her tone was calm, but it frightened the old lady so much that she suddenly looked up.
"H-How did you know?"
Wen Wan's expression remained unchanged as she uttered two words lightly, "Guessed."
The old lady didn't believe it. She stared at Wen Wan with suspicion, "How is it possible? How could you possibly guess? This matter involves too many people. Few people in the imperial capital know about it."
Wen Wan curled her lips and said, "Believe it or not, it's up to you. If you have concerns and it's inconvenient to say it, then I'll make another bold guess."
"But the poisoning of Concubine Yu exposed the poison known as Black Mud to the public. Someone then discovered that the late Crown Prince's death wasn't a sudden death, but rather a result of poisoning."
At this moment, the old lady's mood was more than just shock.
A faint fragrance wafts from the incense burner, mixed with the peace and tranquility condensed from chanting scriptures day and night.
After a moment, the old lady sighed helplessly and finally told the truth.
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