Chapter 666: Dancing Princess vs. East Factory Admiral 26
Without waiting for the leader of the Royal Guards to speak, the kneeling man kowtowed frantically.
"Your Majesty, I acknowledge my guilt and my mistakes. Please don't implicate my wife and children; they are innocent..."
Chu Tuo's face darkened slightly, and he looked at the leader: "What do you mean?"
The leader said: "This morning, I was ordered to thoroughly investigate the teahouse incident. I found this man hiding in the crowd with a furtive look. I detained him and tortured him severely. I didn't expect to get an unexpected reward."
He presented a signed indictment.
"This person is a spy from Xiliang. He has been lurking in Meng for many years, specifically responsible for collecting intelligence on Meng."
The Western Liang State was located to the west of the Meng State and had always been eyeing the Meng State covetously.
Chu Tuo's expression finally changed dramatically. This was a dispute between the two countries, no longer a minor quarrel. His expression suddenly darkened.
"Who ordered you to poison me?"
The people of Xiliang are best at poisons and witchcraft. If it were someone from Xiliang, it would indeed be possible for them to poison someone quietly and without the imperial doctors being able to detect it.
"The common people are wronged."
The man knelt down and kowtowed heavily.
"I did poison your Majesty, but it wasn't directed at you. It was out of personal vendetta, seeking revenge against Mr. Zhang in the east of the city. Unexpectedly, the tea boy brought Mr. Zhang's tea to the wrong table and delivered it to yours..."
"Your Majesty, I have investigated and found that this Xiliang spy does have a personal vendetta against Mr. Zhang and harbors resentment."
The chief recounted in detail what he had learned.
"Mr. Zhang did come to listen to the music last night."
Chu Tuo frowned: "So what happened last night was just an accident?"
The laxative and mung bean cake made with expired ingredients made him run to the toilet all night?
The leader bowed his head and flattered: "Your Majesty is wise."
"Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, if it is true that the Xiliang royal family sent spies to poison you, it is probably not as simple as a laxative."
Prime Minister He suddenly spoke and made a statement.
Chu Tuo thought about it and it made sense. It was totally unnecessary to go through so much trouble just to give him a laxative.
I had diarrhea all night, but fortunately this matter was not in vain. At least we caught a spy from Xiliang.
"Close the theater. As for this Xiliang spy, hand him over to the East Factory. We will definitely get some useful information out of him."
Leader: "I obey your order!"
After Chu Tuo finished explaining everything, he looked up and happened to meet Quan Jiu's curious gaze from afar.
Thinking of his initial doubts, he felt a little guilty.
He had wronged "him".
With a seed of guilt planted in his heart, Chu Tuo took Quan Jiu more seriously. As the "wronged" party, Quan Jiu quietly came to the horse of Shen Lang and raised his hand to touch the head of the Ferghana horse.
"Master Shen is really good at this."
It was completely within her expectations that Chu Tuo would suspect her.
A rare smile flickered in Shen Lang's eyes as he looked at the man under his horse.
"Now it seems that I have done too much."
He only arranged for the Xiliang spies, but did not arrange for the so-called expired mung bean cakes.
Quan Jiu's smile deepened as he stroked the horse's fur:
"You guys at the East Factory are kind and generous, but you love to clean up other people's messes?"
She never thought that Shen Lang would take the initiative to clean up her mess.
Chen Lang held the reins, his dark eyes gazing deeply into her face:
"Divide by people."
Not everyone is worth cleaning up the mess.
Quan Jiu paused with his fingertips, and stopped stroking the hair.
The massage servant was gone, and Ma, who was enjoying the caress, licked the back of Quanjiu's hand with his tongue, motioning her to continue.
Shen Lang touched the horse's back:
"It likes you very much."
Quan Jiu had recovered from the teasing words, his eyes narrowed into crescents, and his red lips curled slightly:
"I understand. After all...a horse follows its master."
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