Chapter 696: Dancing Princess vs. East Factory Admiral 56
"I respect the elderly and care for the young. He's already quite old, and he's still worried about investigating the case. I really can't bear it, so I can only send him two witnesses. As for whether he uses them or not, that's none of my business..."
Quan Jiu acted as if it had nothing to do with him.
With the system, it is extremely easy to locate the two people from Xiliang.
Chen Lang did not ask her how a princess who had lived in the deep palace for a long time could know people from Xiliang. Thinking that she was scheming to help him, a hint of tenderness flashed in the man's black eyes.
After listening to this, Shen San felt that Quan Jiu was unfathomable. Things seemed simple, but when you think about it carefully, they are all difficult problems, such as -
How could they find the Xiliang spies? Even if they were found, how could they be persuaded to cooperate with the plan? How could they be handed over to Prime Minister He without arousing his suspicion?
Prime Minister He was not stupid. It was already a turbulent time, and with the sudden appearance of two people from Xiliang, he would naturally suspect that someone had ulterior motives.
Most importantly, she understood Prime Minister He's intentions and was certain that he would take the risk and use the people of Xiliang as witnesses.
"Doctor Shen, what exactly was that black object you used to kill the assassin that day? I've traveled extensively throughout my life, and I've never heard of a weapon with such destructive power."
Shen San hesitated for less than half a second and decisively decided to hug his thigh.
Quan Jiu: "Sniper. Rifle."
Shen San thought about it carefully and made sure that he had never heard of this thing:
"I have never heard of this."
Quan Jiu smiled but said nothing: "If you are curious, I can teach you."
Shen San’s eyes lit up: “Really?”
We are all passionate men, who wouldn't like such an awesome weapon?!
Quan Jiu taught Shen San a lesson that day.
Touching his sore arm, Shen San’s expression was complicated: “Doctor Shen, isn’t your hand sore?”
The recoil of this weapon was too great. Even though he had been exercising for years, he still felt sore muscles after an afternoon of training.
Quan Jiu walked back, carrying a black sniper rifle on his back: "No feeling."
Shen San looked at her with a more complicated look.
What else is there that she doesn't know?
………
The next day, when Quan Jiu went to court, Shen Lang took the initiative to stand up and straighten her collar.
"Don't be nervous."
Quan Jiu was dressed in his official uniform, looking majestic and upright: "Don't worry, he won't target me."
The reason why she submitted the memorial in the name of Shen Lang was because Shen Lang had real power and it was not surprising that he could find out Prime Minister He's conspiracy.
Secondly, the memorial passed through her hands, and Chu Tuo would definitely suspect whether she had peeked at the contents. If she had, wouldn't it be a joke for him to protect Prime Minister He?
Shen Lang smiled faintly: "Come back soon."
He never thought that there was someone who could stand in front of him and deserve his 100% trust.
Quan Jiu met his narrow black eyes and couldn't help laughing:
"Alang is so virtuous."
She looks just like a young wife sending her husband to work.
Chen Lang's lips curled slightly: "Since I'm bedridden, this is all I can do for you."
Quan Jiu glanced at the time outside the window and said, "It's time to go. You should stay home and recuperate. I want to eat spicy fish head for lunch today."
"good."
………
Quanjiu's estimate was completely accurate.
Chu Tuo was struggling all night last night. Should he go along with the mistake and take the opportunity to punish Wu Feihu, or should he respect the facts and let He Xiang reflect on himself?
He struggled all night and finally made a decision at dawn.
"This is the memorial that Chen Lang submitted yesterday. Prime Minister He, do you have anything to say?"
Chu Tuo's face turned pale, and in public, he threw the memorial directly at Prime Minister He's feet.
Prime Minister He frowned, sensing his anger, but not knowing where it came from, until he opened the memorial...
A chill ran from the soles of his feet up to the top of his head. Prime Minister He looked at the document that clearly recorded his transactions with the people of Xiliang, and finally realized that he had been tricked.
He knelt on the ground, his body hunched over. "Your Majesty, these documents are all forgeries."
Chu Tuo stared at him coldly: "A person who forged something is now accusing others of forging something?"
Prime Minister He's eyes were bloodshot. "This old minister is innocent! I have never seen this document. Your Majesty, please examine it carefully."
Quan Jiu picked up the transaction document on the ground, glanced at it, and finished coldly:
"Prime Minister He, everyone in Meng Country knows that you have an excellent handwriting. It is vivid and vivid, and no one can imitate it. This transaction document is indeed written in your own handwriting."
Prime Minister He was completely stunned. He also wanted to know why this forger could imitate his handwriting so perfectly?
Chu Tuo knew this very well, so he never doubted the authenticity of the transaction documents:
"At this point, do you have anything else to say?"
Prime Minister He's eyes were bloodshot and his hands were clenched into fists.
He clearly remembered that he had never written this document, so the transaction document must be fake. He wanted to defend himself, but Chu Tuo was determined not to trust him.
Quan Jiu's lips curled slightly. After yesterday's incident of bribing witnesses and colluding with Xiliang people, Chu Tuo's trust in Prime Minister He was shaky, so even if this transaction document today was fake, she would make it sound like it was true.
………
No one expected that the assassination incident on Shenlang Street would end with Prime Minister He being temporarily suspended from his post.
When He Miaomiao heard about this, she rushed to Chu Tuo's palace with tears in her charming eyes.
"Your Majesty, my father was loyal and devoted, assisting you in ascending the throne. Even if he had no merit, he had worked hard. Please, for the sake of our past friendship, forgive him this time..."
She thought she was begging for mercy, but she didn't know that her words were only adding fuel to the fire and hitting Chu Tuo's sore spot.
"According to you, I can sit in this position only because of him?!!"
Chu Tuo hated it most when others brought up this point, and his expression became even colder than before.
He Miaomiao's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly changed her words:
"That's not what I meant..."
"What do you mean?"
Chu Tuo looked at the woman kneeling and crying in front of him, feeling more upset than ever before.
Not only do they get angry over trivial matters, but they also can't figure out the big issues. Does it seem like the He family is all about being unreasonable?!
He Miaomiao noticed the change in his attitude, and her heart sank. This wasn't the first time she'd seen this look in Chu Tuo's eyes, except that the last time he'd targeted Meng Changxi...
Such associations made her feel a chill in her heart for no reason.
Because she was too shocked, He Miaomiao even forgot to follow Chu Tuo when he left.
………
"My dear."
Chu Tuo felt depressed and after much thought, he finally came to the Yangxin Palace.
Quan Jiu pretended to be unaware and held the medicine bag in his hand: "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?"
Chu Tuo walked to the table and sat down directly:
"I feel uncomfortable."
Quan Jiu: “…”
I think you are not feeling well.
She hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it because of the He family's matter?"
"My dear, you understand me."
He didn't use me.
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