"From the perspective of the stroke direction and strength, although the imitation is somewhat similar, there are still some subtle differences."
"Since it was written on the special paper used by the Ministry of Rites, Changfeng, take people to the Ministry of Rites to check the paper usage details. Anyone found to be abnormal will be taken directly back to the Dali Temple." Jiang Zhuo ordered.
Changfeng took the order and left.
Jiang Zhuo called another Dali Temple Shaoqing, Chen Dunxing, and asked him to take people to investigate in other directions.
"Shall we go see Bai Xian?" Jiang Zhuo turned around and asked.
"Okay." Shen Qing nodded.
She had never been to the Dali Temple's prison before. Today, due to a case, she had this rare opportunity.
As soon as I entered the door, I felt a gloomy breath coming towards me, with a damp, moldy smell and a disgusting stench.
The torches on the wall flickered, and the dim light cast strange shadows in the narrow passage.
The cobblestones under her feet were wet, and she shivered unconsciously.
Occasionally, the groans of prisoners and the clanging of chains could be heard from all around, which seemed particularly clear and creepy in this silent and depressing space.
In this environment, Jiang Zhuo looked even more terrifying in his dark red clothes.
No wonder people in the capital city spread such scary rumors about him.
"Jiang Zhuo, if you stay in this kind of environment all day, won't your heart become dark?" Shen Qing looked cunning.
"It's hard to say."
"I advise you to be kind."
In fact, compared to her, he is already kind.
Bai Xian was locked in one of the cells. When he heard footsteps, he looked up expectantly. He thought it was Jiang Zhuo coming, but he didn't expect Shen Qing to come too.
Jiang Zhuo ordered someone to open the prison door and the two of them walked in.
"Your Majesty, you..."
"How dare you, Bai Xian! Do you know your crime?" Shen Qing scolded with a stern face.
She planned to blow it up first.
Bai Xian knelt on the ground and began to kowtow.
"I am wronged, Your Majesty, I beg you to investigate!"
Chen Qing looked at Bai Xian who kept kowtowing, unmoved, and continued in a cold voice: "Someone has accused you of killing Zhuang Yanxu, and the evidence is solid. What injustice have you suffered?"
Bai Xian raised his head, his expression somewhat bewildered, and said in a sorrowful voice, "Your Majesty, although there is a grudge between me and Zhuang Yanxu, I absolutely have no intention of harming anyone, let alone the courage to kill! This must be a frame-up. Your Majesty, please help me!"
Jiang Zhuo quietly observed Bai Xian's every move with a serious expression.
Shen Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped his fingers on the table: "Then tell me, who would frame you?"
Bai Xian looked bewildered and shook his head in panic, "I don't know. I work diligently in the Ministry of Rites and have never made such a big enemy with anyone."
Chen Qing snorted coldly: "Then how do you explain the handwriting on this threatening letter? It is clearly very similar to your handwriting."
Bai Xian's eyes widened as he spoke anxiously, "Your Majesty, this must have been deliberately imitated by someone, intent on killing me!"
Shen Qing exchanged a thoughtful look with Jiang Zhuo.
Jiang Zhuo spoke at the right moment, "Master Bai, if you are innocent, you should cooperate with the investigation. Think carefully about whether there has been anything unusual recently, especially if there is anyone deliberately trying to exacerbate the conflict between you and Zhuang Yanxu."
"This... The day before yesterday, on my way to court, I happened to run into the Minister of Justice, Chu Ting. He said to me a few words, saying that Zhuang Yanxu was far inferior to me, and so on."
Chu Ting.
"If you are really not the murderer, Lord Jiang will clear your name." After Shen Qing finished speaking, he walked out of the cell with Jiang Zhuo.
"Chu Ting originally supported Murong Zhi, but his stance has been wavering. After Murong Zhi was deposed as Crown Prince, he quickly shifted his focus. I don't think this is what he would advocate."
According to Chu Ting's style of doing things, he would not commit a crime against the wind when she is in the limelight.
Jiang Zhuo pondered for a moment. "It's hard to say at this point. Chu Ting is most likely just a tool. The remnants of the Murong family haven't been completely eliminated yet. It's also possible that they're plotting to seize power."
Shen Qing stepped out of the prison, feeling the warmth of the sun on his body.
"Oh, Jiang Aiqing, you go and investigate the case. I will return to the palace first, and then go to Qingshan Temple." Shen Qing stretched and said, "Let's catch up."
Jiang Zhuo is good at investigating cases.
"Okay." He thoughtfully adjusted her cloak, "Be careful and bring a few more people."
"Humph, who dares to touch me now?"
"Your status is different now, and the number of people who want to kill you is skyrocketing." Jiang Zhuo brushed her hair. "Too many people are eyeing your wealth and glory."
"rest assured."
Although she was very confident, Shen Qing still obediently brought a few more people with her. After all, her wealth and glory were not easy to come by!
After such a long time, when she came to their graves again, she still felt a sudden pain in her heart.
"Alas." She had a thousand words to say, but all she could do was sigh.
Shen Qing slowly squatted down and gently peeled off the few dead grasses in front of the grave. The moment she peeled away the grass, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.
This dead grass should be firmly rooted in this small mound of earth, but now the soil is extremely soft, as if it had just been turned over.
She quickly dug the soil twice. Someone had really turned it over?!
Who is so wicked as to dig up someone else's grave?
"Qiu Feng, dig it up!" Shen Qing said coldly.
Hua Qiufeng paused. Is she okay?
Even though he had three thousand doubts in his mind, he still took out his sword and began to dig the small grave that Shen Qing pointed at.
Shen Qing frowned and watched Hua Qiufeng's actions. Her heartbeat was getting faster and faster. She had a strong ominous premonition.
It wasn't until Hua Qiufeng dug two meters deep that Shen Qing stopped her, "Stop."
She was digging with her hands, so it wasn't that deep at all, only about one meter at most.
The body is gone.
Damn it, who would steal someone else's body? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?
This place is very remote. Qingshan Temple has been abandoned for a long time and there have been rumors of it being haunted. Few people would stay here for a long time, let alone dig up other people's graves with great interest.
Or was there nothing here at all? Was she hallucinating?
"Master, here is a piece of rag." Hua Qiufeng picked up the blood-stained rag with his sword and brought it to Shen Qing.
These were pieces of the third brother's clothes. This was not an illusion; someone had really stolen the body.
Shen Qing clenched his fists and ordered his men to dig up all the graves.
Sure enough, there was not a single body.
"Investigate for me!" Shen Qing ordered coldly, "Qiu Feng, take two people to the foot of the mountain and ask if there are any suspicious people passing by Qingshan Temple."
"Everyone else, follow me."
Chen Qing took the remaining eight secret guards and went to several bandit dens near Qingshan Temple to ask each of them. Finally, he got some information on a hill not far from Qingshan Temple.
"Half a month ago, a group of people came to the village with a lot of money to exchange for the body of a dead person."
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