Startled Meng

The sky prison in the palace is heavily guarded. Once inside, it is difficult to fly with wings, difficult to get out, and difficult to enter. If it is not for Yan Cijing's reason of investigating the case, there is no chance of getting close.

Fu Chun didn't do anything, Yang Xun prevented him from investigating the case, and even Yu Fangzhi advised him not to investigate further. Yan Cijing is not a person who insists on going his own way, and he made a promise in front of Yu Fangzhi last night that he would never intervene in this matter again. But he still has a question.

Only people in death row can answer this question, and he has already sworn to himself that he will not care about it after the question is over.

"Master Yan, don't get close, be careful of death row prisoners and hurt people."

Hurt someone?Regardless of dissuasion, Yan Cijing stopped in front of the bloody Zhong Qu amidst the disgusting stench.

The whipping left him completely disfigured, his gray hair was disheveled like a ghost, and his limbs were tied and nailed to the wall, hanging limply, his bones should have been smashed.

With this appearance, it takes a lot of effort to move a hair on other people. To hurt someone, you can only bluff the timid people with an inhuman appearance.

Yan Cijing stood in front of him, neither lecturing nor forcing questions, and the jailer behind him said courteously: "Master Yan, after the torture and interrogation, he still insisted on saying 'the whereabouts of Prince Yin's bones has nothing to do with him, he doesn't know' , I didn’t ask anything else.”

"Is he dead?" Yan Cijing couldn't feel his breathing or heaving.

"No, pretend to be dead, my little one will wake him up for you." The jailer came with a bucket of cold water.

Before the cold water in the bucket splashed on it, there were only a few crisp splashes, which made Zhong Qu tremble unconsciously.

"He's already awake." Yan Cijing stopped the jailer who was about to splash water.

Zhong Li looked dead, Yan Cijing didn't expect his response, and said to himself: "The royal cemetery involves national fortune and dignity. As the mausoleum official, you committed a heinous mistake due to negligence. You can't escape death. I can't save you, but when I get to the Wangchuan River, a bowl of Mengpo soup settles the dust, even if I see someone I knew before I was alive, I can't recognize you, so who can I tell the truth about how I stick to it?"

Zhong Li seemed to be smiling, but the black blood was coagulated on his lips, the smile was not good, and he just twitched the corners of his mouth.

Yan Cijing stared at him silently, thinking about how he looked when he was proud.

To be able to be the prince's staff, and to follow the prince's side, must have a distinguished appearance.

Yan Cijing approached, and put it next to Zhong Li's ear, and changed the volume that only the two of them could hear. You closed your eyes and put it in on purpose?"

After hearing this, Zhong Li opened his terrifying scarlet eyes amidst the chaos of life and death.

Zhong Li's words are better than words, Yan Cijing has confirmed the answer in his heart, and he has nothing to ask, but he doesn't have much time to think, and soon, the news from the court caught Yan Cijing by surprise.

When something happened in the Prince Yin's Mausoleum, you don't need to figure it out. Yu Xian's attitude is already very obvious.

Fu Chun did not find any useful information, Yang Xun built the coffin and concluded that there was something wrong with the corpse of the hidden prince as early as the Yuankang period, and the theft of the mausoleum was also the fault of the mausoleum officials.

As for where is the real corpse of Prince Yin...the search must be done, but after so many years, there is no rush, so we can only find it slowly.

At this point, Yu Xian's clenched hands hidden under the yellow robe can be loosened. Fortunately, no one objected, and of course they couldn't object.

When the epidemic was at its worst, Yu Xian didn't feel so tired. He couldn't wait for a moment. His eyes turned to Zhu Huanying beside him. He didn't feel so strongly the voice of Zhu Huanying when he shouted to retire. The cadence is full of rhythm.

"I have something to announce."

Yu Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he was relieved when he turned around to see the frail King Rui.

"What's the matter with King Rui?"

Yu Xian sympathized with King Rui's frailty, and pardoned him for being able to use a wheelchair when he went to court, but now he pushed the wheelchair away, brushed off the attendant's support, knelt down in panic, and burst into tears before he could speak.

"Your majesty! The elder brother of the crown prince died young because he was murdered by a traitor!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xian fell down on the dragon chair with a plop.

He didn't want to be manipulated by others, but he couldn't stop the imminent chaos in the classroom no matter what.

Who quarreled with whom, the manager Zhu Huanying yelled something sharply, and who was standing in the hall, he didn't know all about it, the black, yellow, wrinkled, and soft things in front of him were the imperial edict of Dinghaishenzhen surfaced.

The imperial edict can block the mouths of many people, and it also gives Yu Xian the confidence to be above ten thousand people. With the edict, he can sit firmly on this dragon chair!

"You said that Prince Yin's early death had other secrets, what's going on! Let's talk about it quickly!"

The person standing in the audience is Imperial Physician Zhu. When he was on duty, he had a pulse diagnosis for Prince Yin. The pulse was indeed the disease of emptiness and dryness recorded in the pulse case, but he later heard about the decoction that Prince Yin drank. At that time, it was found that it was not a prescription for calming the nerves. After many investigations, it was determined that the poison the prince was suffering from was related to the decoction he ate every day. After discovering this palace secret, she was afraid of causing trouble to her upper body, so she invited herself to serve the sick in Prince Rui's mansion. She hid for more than ten years. Recently, she heard about the hidden prince's mausoleum, and felt uneasy. King Rui noticed it, and after interrogating him, he finally revealed the truth.

The hall was quiet, everyone was waiting for Yu Xian's order.

"Investigate! Thoroughly investigate!"

After shouting these two times, Yu Xian flung his dragon robe and fled. He was really tired, exhausted both physically and mentally by being disturbed by the matters related to Prince Yin.

He fled back to the Imperial Study Room, rolled up his cuffs and took down the Edict of Inheritance placed on a high place, and impatiently unfolded it. He stroked the word Yu Xian repeatedly, and gradually found it in the astringent and hard touch. calm down.

Don't hesitate to investigate, it doesn't matter what you find out, he is not afraid, as long as he is still alive, then he is the emperor of Great Yin!

In a turn of events, Fu Chun, Yang Xun, Yan Cijing, and because of the old prince's case, got together to interrogate Zhu Taiyi together.

Imperial doctor Zhu explained everything he knew to the court, and nothing was found in the interrogation. In addition, he had already checked all the people and things related to Prince Yin during the investigation, so although they were shocked by the death of Prince Yin There are other inside stories, but it is inevitable that they will be powerless.

Fu Chun sighed, saw Yan Cijing standing beside him in hysteria, and asked, "What do you think, Mr. Yan?"

Yan Cijing shook his head, not because he couldn't think of anything, but because he was not focused on handling the case at the moment.

Last night, he promised Yu Fangzhi that he would not be able to investigate further, and he himself persuaded himself not to follow up on the case after seeing Zhong Li, and if the case reached this point, even if there were more insiders, there would be nothing to investigate , Fu Chun was a little discouraged, let alone him.

The two of them were discouraged, but Yang Xun, who came late, was refreshed. He was the one who went to the Imperial Medical Office to check the files, and he didn't know how to adjust it. He came back with cake foam left on his mouth, and patted Fu Chun on the shoulder to persuade him to think about it. While driving, I hiccupped.

Fu Chun sighed a few times, and saw Imperial Doctor Zhu wiping tears in the corner, knowing that he was afraid of getting involved in the case and dying, Yang Xun came late, didn't know, so he asked, "Why are you crying?"

Imperial Physician Zhang whimpered, and said: "The lower official feels that Prince Yin is pitiful, and he doesn't know who he offended. He was poisoned and killed, and even the corpse was not spared after death. What kind of hatred is worthy of the murderer's doing this?"

Yang Xun opened his mouth, stumbled and said, "Who in the world doesn't know that Prince Yin is gentle, respectful and thrifty, the most kind? How can anyone really hate him?"

Yang Xun's high-pitched voice was too abrupt, Fu Chun turned his head and glanced at him, "Then Master Yang thinks, how should we investigate?"

"I can't find out who offended...err! Then find out who he has been friends with in his life! Who are the people who have frequent contacts!" Yang Xun said excitedly, "Since there is another story about the death of Prince Yin, let's ask more. Those who got acquainted with him at the end of those years can always find some clues!"

This is a good statement, Fu Chun nodded, and hurriedly asked someone to bring all the scrolls that recorded Prince Yin's life from the warehouse.

Well, it was time to flip through the boring books again, Yang Xun hurriedly found an excuse and ran away.

Surprisingly, it was Bi Shouyan who delivered the scroll, and after delivering it, he quietly stood beside Yan Cijing, turning the pages for him.

Fu Chun turned over and said: "Prince Yin was loved by the late emperor all his life. Natural disasters and man-made disasters have occurred in various places. All matters in the six ministries of the court, no matter how big or small, have been used to ask Prince Yin, so there are many older officials in the court. I have more or less in-depth contact with him."

Yan Cijing stopped turning the pages of the book and asked, "Then Master Fu also..."

Fu Chun nodded, "The crown prince, mother, and concubine died young, and were brought up by the empress dowager. They developed a generous temperament, and after receiving the teachings of the Tai Tuo, they became more knowledgeable, more stable and modest. In the case of the county’s private purchase of salt and iron, I had frequent contacts with him, and when I saw him adjudicate the case, he was serious and fair, which was contrary to the usual, and he definitely did not show favoritism. His ability and means of handling things are really admirable.”

Yan Cijing nodded slowly, "In this way, besides the late Empress Dowager, the one who understands the nature of the prince best is Taifu Bi."

"My father seldom mentioned Prince Yin at home, presumably because he was afraid that his grief would be uncontrollable." Bi Shouyan said.

Fu Chundao: "Go and ask the Taifu another day."

After finishing speaking, the three of them lowered their heads and turned the scroll.

Fu Chun had finished browsing through the book in his hand, and found nothing unusual, so he asked Yan Cijing, "Did Master Yan find anything wrong?"

Yan Cijing quickly closed the unfinished volume of records in his hand, and said, "No." After seeing Fu Chun turn his head, he quietly pressed the volume on the bottom of the pile of books.

He did this because he saw Xia Changying's name in the book.

But he didn't notice that Bi Shouyan had a panoramic view of his little movements.

But Bi Shouyan didn't say anything, and went out of the palace with him as if nothing had happened, and even offered to send him back to his residence.

Yan Cijing shook his head and refused, his eyes lit up, he forgot about Bi Shouyan who was by his side, and trotted away.

"I kept you waiting." Yan Cijing pushed Yu Fangzhi who was about to get out of the car, pushed him straight into the car, and asked Xiao Wu to drive at the same time as he closed the curtain.

"Are you angry?" Yan Ci Jingyu sat down next to Fang Zhi, and saw that the tea bowl beside him was completely dry.

"I'm afraid I'll be angry, why don't you hurry up and coax me, where are you looking?" Yu Fangzhi straightened Yan Cijing's face.

Still in the mood to play around, how can you be really angry?Yan Cijing pulled off his kneading hand and shook it.

Yu Fangzhi clasped that hand tightly, exerted a little force, and said displeasedly: "What are you doing for so long? The palace gate is almost locked, if I hadn't been waiting, I thought you would have come out a long time ago."

"I didn't call you again, why don't you stay at home and wait for me?" Yan Cijing moved forward.

"I'm happy!" Yu Fangzhi pressed his fingers on his lips, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Don't interrupt! What have you been doing in the palace for so long?"

The lips were slightly heated by the rubbing of the fingers, Yan Cijing raised his head to hide, curled the corner of his mouth, and said: "I can't say, I said you will go back to Jiangling to marry a wife."

"Strict words mirror you—"

"Can I still resist the decree? If it's not my will, the emperor will conduct a thorough investigation again. Mr. Fu asked me to help, so it's hard to refuse."

What he said was well-founded, but Yu Fangzhi was still aggrieved, looked Yan Cijing up and down with a cold face, and finally said: "You just expect me to go back to Jiangling to marry a wife!"

"No."

"Why not?" Yu Fangzhi said with a serious face, "Prince Yin's incident has twists and turns. It is clear that someone is behind the scenes to fuel the flames. I don't believe you can't see it."

Seeing Yan Cijing remain silent from the corner of the eye, his heart softened, and he said slowly, "I don't blame you..."

Yan Cijing: "I can see, you don't have to worry, I promise you I won't touch it again." Anyway, nothing can be found.

Yu Fangzhi saw that he was so determined, felt relieved, and regretted the anger just now, and also made a promise: "Don't worry, I will not go back to Jiangling to marry a wife."

Yan Cijing didn't smile after listening, thought for a while, then suddenly climbed onto Yu Fangzhi's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Even in Ye City, you are not allowed to marry!"

The carriage stopped at the same time Yan Cijing was hugged, he hurriedly blocked Yu Fangzhi's approaching face, and said with a smile, "Get out of the car, I'm very hungry."

Hearing what he said, Yu Fangzhi had no choice but to let him go for the time being, and wait until he had dinner.

Yan Cijing got out of the car first, and after Yu Fang knew it, before he got out of the stable, Ruku flew out from the shadows.

"Master, the old beggar refuses to tell, and the brothers have nothing to do with him."

"understood."

Yu Fangzhi didn't keep up, Yan Cijing was not used to the silence behind him, so he turned around with the lantern in hand, saw Yu Fangzhi smiled apologetically, and heard him say, "I can't accompany you tonight, rest early."

Then Yu Fangzhi followed Ruku and left without saying what he was going to do or when he would be back, Yan Cijing put down the corner of his mouth and raised the lantern a little higher.

The fire light projected on his face brightened by three points, and the loss in his eyes only temporarily disappeared by one point.