Chapter 326: Get the evidence, splash ink and flow

Chapter 326: Get the evidence, splash ink and flow

Ji Qingwu focused his mind and knocked on all three walls, leaving red marks on his knuckles, but to no avail.

She stood there and sighed. This old guy was really cunning.

But since this thing fell into her hands, and the system also clearly told her that it was related to the fate of Beili, she was sure that it must be related to Su Fengyue's evidence of guilt.

Ji Qingwu walked to the corner while thinking.

Si Hai behind her reminded her, "Miss Ji, if you go any further, you'll hit the wall."

Ji Qingwu slowly stopped and casually put his arm on a bronze statue in the corner.

The thing made a clanging sound.

Ji Qingwu looked up and saw that it was a bronze horse with painted ears and nose. It looked like a work of art.

But when she put her hand on it, she felt something strange.

The material was too thin and light, and just the slightest bump against it with your fingernails would produce a continuous echo.

Moreover, there were strange bulges on the horse's back, covered with a piece of red silk.

Ji Qingwu and Sihai looked at each other. Sihai had come in to search and knew that this thing was not covered with silk cloth.

His ears turned red and he turned his face away.

Ji Qingwu prepared herself mentally and reached out to pull it open. When she saw the full picture of the thing, she was not shocked at all.

Because according to the previous understanding of Su Fengyue's collection, the things in front of him were not much different from what Ji Qingwu had in mind.

It is a horse torture used to punish female criminals.

Ji Qingwu threw the silk cloth on the ground, took a closer look, and found that there was no pattern on the bronze horse, which was different from the previous ones.

The crescent totem, why doesn’t it have it?

There was no sound for such a long time that Sihai wanted to turn around to see what Ji Qingwu was doing, and he saw her reaching out and touching the horse's body, and he made a gasp sound.

He stuttered, "You, why are you still reaching out to touch it?"

Ji Qingwu said: "How about you touch it for me?"

Sihai's face turned a few shades paler. He was really disgusted by these things. He didn't want to touch them, so he simply turned around and avoided their sight completely.

Ji Qingwu's fingers carefully groped the places that the candlelight could not reach. After a while, her eyebrows raised.

Her hand stopped at the horse's belly.

The pattern here happens to be a crescent, not an ordinary relief pattern, but a recessed one.

Ji Qingwu curled the corner of his mouth. So it was here.

She quietly took the key out of her sleeve, held it in her palm, and pressed it upwards against the horse's belly.

The crescent-shaped key fit in perfectly, making a crisp click.

Sihai turned around after hearing the sound and saw the bronze horse's side tilted up. The sound of hinges was heard and the bronze sheet gradually unfolded. It turned out that the horse had a mechanism!

When the horse's belly was opened, a scroll wrapped in white cloth appeared inside, as well as a small stack of letters and seals.

Ji Qingwu picked up the letter. The contents contained not only letters between Su Fengyue and Xi Jin, but also other things, like family letters, but there was no signature on the letters.

But Su Fengyue's whole family is in Lin'an, so who are these greeting letters written to?

Ji Qingwu opened the scroll and saw the foreign woman in the painting and the crescent-shaped signature seal.

Looking into those blue-gray eyes, she understood everything.

*

The lobby has returned to silence.

A quarter of an hour ago, the place was in chaos.

At Chou time, Zhao Minghong came to the Su Mansion, originally to facilitate the emperor's night visit and delay Su Fengyue.

According to expectations, Prince Yong should have invited Su Fengyue to the palace, but this old fox was cunning and invited him to his own house instead.

It's just a matter of delaying time, it doesn't make any difference.

After Zhao Minghong sat down, the two of them drank a cup of tea in a perfunctory manner. Seeing that Su Fengyue did not lose his daughter's sadness at all, he did not say any unnecessary words such as condolences.

He put down his teacup and said, "Prime Minister Su, what do you think of what I have told you?"

Su Fengyue said calmly: "Your Majesty, what you said makes sense, but I have fulfilled your thoughts. Would you like to do me a small favor?"

Zhao Minghong said, "Prime Minister Su, you are too polite. If you need my help, just tell me. I will do what I can."

Seeing that he agreed generously without asking what he wanted, Su Fengyue said: "What I want is much simpler than the throne that the prince wants."

Zhao Minghong said: "Prime Minister Su, just say it directly."

Su Fengyue said: "Your Majesty wants the kingdom, but what I want is a confidante by my side."

Prince Yong didn't expect that this old man who looked so righteous would still have such interest at this age.

But this is not uncommon for these high-ranking officials in the imperial city. Some pursue power, while others are willing to die under the peony flowers.

But since she mentioned it to him, she must not be a lowly woman from a brothel, but must be of a special status.

He asked, "What girl is this?"

Zhao Minghong was still wondering which family was so unlucky to be noticed by this old man.

Su Fengyue smiled and said, "The prince also recognized him, and he was very familiar with him."

Zhao Minghong frowned and said, "This king is familiar with..."

Su Fengyue did not show any shame on his face, and said, "She is the prince's cousin, the one who married the Wei family a while ago."

Zhao Minghong suddenly stood up and refused, "That's absolutely not possible!"

He would not bother to do it even if it was just a pretense.

If this conversation were to reach the ears of Emperor Wu Su, Prince Yong would be in big trouble.

Su Fengyue's face immediately turned gloomy, and he said, "I thought the prince was somewhat sincere, but now it seems that he is just fooling me."

He sneered, "Or maybe the prince still has feelings for your cousin and plans to take her into the harem after he ascends the throne."

Zhao Minghong was so angry at these words that smoke seemed to come out of his head.

"I cannot agree to what Prime Minister Su said. I have a deep love for my princess and I don't have any feelings for other women."

Su Fengyue was repeatedly rejected by Prince Yong, and anger appeared on his face.

When he heard him mention Princess Yong, Su Fengyue took out a jade bead tied with a silk ribbon from his arms. It didn't look like a complete piece of jewelry, but more like something that had been taken off a necklace.

"Your Majesty, why don't you take a look at this thing? Do you recognize it?"

Zhao Minghong didn't recognize what the bead was at first, but his eyes moved upwards and fell on the silk ribbon wrapped around his loose, wrinkled fingers.

The patterns embroidered on it were not the flowers and birds that ordinary girls liked.

Rather, it is a landscape like splashed ink and flowing clouds.

Su Fengyue said: "Your Majesty, do you think this thing is very elegant? I also thought it was beautiful at the time, especially the way it dangled on my chest, so I have kept it until now."

Zhao Minghong suddenly laughed.

The laughter was empty at first, but soon it was like a knife piercing the night.

However, the blade stabbed himself first and then aimed at others.

Zhao Minghong picked up the solid wooden armchair next to him and smashed it over.

A loud bang exploded in the silent night.

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