After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

Since Xu Xing's people have never done this, there must be a force in the dark taking advantage of the situation.

However, there are complicated factions and people in Kyoto, so it is difficult to determine who is doing this at the moment.

But one thing is that there is no possibility of overturning the case of the crown prince's fall or dethronement, and the people behind this will definitely be able to gain enough benefits from it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't take such a risk.

Because once those who were building up momentum for the deposed prince realized what was happening, they would immediately withdraw, and they would be the ones being targeted.

"County Master, how about letting Zhuifeng investigate this matter first?"

Zhang Zhongjing suggested tentatively.

If Jiang Haorang agreed to withdraw their men, he would immediately send someone to notify Jing Lei.

Jiang Hao didn't answer immediately, but smiled and said, "You should report to the prince."

“No, no, no…”

Zhang Zhongjing shook his head quickly, fearing that Jiang Hao might misunderstand him, and explained, "The prince has told us to cooperate with you fully. So, we are at your disposal."

is it?

However, this is similar to Xu Xing's attitude towards her.

"In that case, let's do as you say. Let Zhuifeng secretly investigate where these people came from."

"If you can't find it, withdraw your people immediately."

"We must not only find out who is behind this, but also ensure that the deposed crown prince will not be suspected by the emperor. Otherwise, in the end, everything we have done so far will not be worth the loss."

Zhang Zhongjing nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll send someone to notify Zhuifeng right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately ran out, but just as he stepped out of the door, he stopped again, turned his head and asked, "Are you really going to give that old man the antidote?"

Jiang Hao nodded to him.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhongjing sighed heavily and went to find someone to deliver the message to Zhuifeng with some disappointment.

......

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had been confirmed to have never left the Dali Temple prison, was still confronting Ji Yan. He looked at Ji Yan with contempt and ridicule, and only repeated one sentence: I didn't do it.

More than four hours passed, and no matter how Ji Yan asked, he insisted on saying so.

As long as he doesn't admit it, can this old man Ji Yan still torture him?

Back then, Yu Zhang was defeated, Ji Yan was also defeated, the winners are the kings and the losers are the bandits, he became the crown prince, he became the winner. Now, they also have no hope of defeating him.

Xiao Hengshan couldn't bear it any longer until the morning hour, so he quietly took a nap. After he woke up hungry and ate something, he heard from his subordinates that Ji Yan was still fighting a protracted war. He ran over without finishing the bun in his hand and said, "Master, why don't you go back and rest for a while?"

Ji Yan is not young anymore. He has not rested at all since yesterday noon. Even a strong body cannot bear it.

Anyway, Xiao Hengshan himself couldn't hold on.

It was just a trial at first, after all, Ji Yan was a stubborn old man who didn't care about his life. But unexpectedly, he actually agreed: "Okay."

Ji Yan's voice was hoarse, as if there was sand stuck in his throat.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and gave the chair to Xiao Hengshan: "Here, Sir Xiao, I'll trouble you to continue the interrogation. I'll go have a meal and rest, and then I'll take your turn."

His words surprised both Xiao Hengshan and the prince. What did he mean?

"Master, you mean..."

Xiao Hengshan glanced at the prince, whose eyes also had bloodshot eyes.

Ji Yan didn't even look at the prince, and turned to walk out of the prison: "Your Highness, you can eat and sleep whenever you want to."

Old man!

The prince cursed in his heart, but before he could finish, he saw Ji Yan coming back with food...