Rebirth of the Princess She is weird

"Boss,....found it, found it..."

The jailer who came back from outside quickly came over to reply.

The warden asked him anxiously, "Is it Xiao Li?"

"Yes," the jailer looked a little unnatural, froze for a moment, and whispered, "but he is dead."

The air froze instantly. The last witness was dead. The murderer wanted them to die without any evidence. Lu Yanxiu took a deep breath and calmed down for a long time before asking, "Where did you find it?"

"In the back garden, he has the key to Wanchun Tower in his hand." The jailer handed him a copper key.

He Yunyan remembered something, ran to him like the wind and grabbed the key.

A flash of light flashed through the gap between the golden teeth. Cold sweat oozed from his forehead and he trembled as he said, "Is this a drug?" It was he who had drugged Helian Shenwan that day. His father had already known what he had done. In order to prevent Shi Song, the corrupt official, from succeeding, he moved the thing away.

He Yunyan held the key tightly and stood in the shadow. The temperature around him gradually cooled down. He said coldly, "Major General, let's go to the scene. I know where it is."

Lu Yanxiu lost the anger he had just shown, and sincerely confessed to him, "Thank you, Mr. He. That person is very important to me, and she cannot become the sinner in this spring exam."

He Yunyan paused, glanced at him, and said coldly: "I can see it."

Lu Yanxiu waved his hand and ordered, "Buy a good coffin to bury this shopkeeper. For your sister's safety, I will let my close subordinate Yuan Yi follow. What do you think, scholar?"

"The Major General is very thoughtful. I would like to thank you very much."

Lu Yanxiu nodded and bowed: "You're welcome, I also have something to ask of you."

In Wanchun Tower, those people stayed outside. Yu Cong was afraid of trouble and took a few people through the quaint hall. They came to the kitchen, but saw a calligraphy hanging in the middle.

She kept a careful eye on the many utensils in the kitchen.

Yu Cong stood in front of the calligraphy and read it carefully: "After much anticipation, she finally appeared, still holding the pipa and half covering her face..."

Yuan Fuge came up behind him and said, "This shopkeeper is really strange. How can there be such an elegant painting in such a greasy place?" Then she saw Shi Song shaking like a sieve behind him, "Hey? County Magistrate, why did your face change? Are you feeling unwell?"

Shi Song's face was pale, and he kept wiping the sweat off his face. "Ah, I had an upset stomach this morning, so I feel a little uncomfortable."

Yuan Fuge picked up a blue and white porcelain plate on the stove and looked at it carefully. "Is that so? I thought the county magistrate had eaten something unclean in Wanchunlou."

Shen Que looked annoyed and said dissatisfiedly: "What nonsense are you talking about? This place is sealed tightly, where can we get food?"

Yuan Fuge placed several plates in a circle, put the chopsticks from that day on them and said yin-yangly, "Whether it exists or not depends on whether someone will do it or not."

Yu Cong raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Helian, what do you want to say?"

Yuan Fuge picked up the kitchen utensils and a pair of chopsticks and said, "Look, sir. The cooking utensils used in Wanchun Tower are all made of copper and iron. No one has taken care of them in the past few days and some of them have rusted. But why are the chopsticks here still smooth and motionless?"

"Why?"

"Sir, can you smell what this is?" Yuan Fuge handed the chopsticks to him.

Yu Cong sniffed it, his eyebrows gradually twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川". He pointed at the chopsticks and said, "It's Hainan's agarwood. This kind of tree usually takes ten to thirty years to produce fragrance, and old trees over two hundred years old have better oil accumulation, and even the core of the trunk is rich in oil. This kind of agarwood is particularly precious."

Yuan Fuge raised his hand and nodded, pursing his lips and smiling, "Yes, that's what you said. The annual share of agarwood is registered, including the one in Jiangnan. Just ask the local officials and you'll know who it belongs to."

Shen Que made a prompt decision and quickly glanced at Shi Song, "Why don't you kneel down, County Magistrate?"

Shi Song shuddered, tears streaming down his face, "Prime Minister, these are my things. I was afraid that the things here were not clean, so I brought my own chopsticks."

Shen Que smiled and turned to Yu Cong and said, "So you love cleanliness. Did you hear that, sir?"

A sarcastic voice came from outside, "What a clean guy! I'm afraid the blood under his hands will flow like a river, right?"

"Who, who is it?" Shen Que's brows were furrowed, and his tone revealed anger.

"it's me!"

A young man in a red brocade robe walked through the hall, striding towards them with confidence. His brows revealed confidence, and he winked at Yuan Fuge.

Yuan Fuge rolled his eyes and looked at He Yunyan, who had a stern expression behind him, with the corners of his eyes curved slightly.

"What's wrong with Mr. He this time?" Shen Que's eyes were as cold as iron, and a hint of gloom flashed across his eyes.

He Yunyan was silent, walked up to Yu Cong, stared at him with dark eyes, "I will tell you the truth, can you do it?"

Yu Cong coughed dryly and said unnaturally: "Of course."

He Yunyan turned indifferently, walked towards the painting, flipped the back, and said, "Sir, this painting is from the county magistrate, and he used it as collateral to eat for free. The signature on the back is the county magistrate's own seal."

"You use your own seal as a banknote?" Shen Que was so angry that he was shaking, and his eyebrows were raised high, "How much is your calligraphy worth?"

Yuan Fuge frowned and glared, "Yeah, you've made yourself so fat by staying here with others."

Shi Song's fat face quickly turned red. He lowered his head and scratched his hands, biting his lip and said, "Your Majesty, I will make up for it in full later. Mr. He, I'm sorry."

He Yunyan looked at him with angry eyes, and said softly: "No need, wait until you are in prison and executed in the autumn, you can go to the underworld to return your father."

Shen Que's face was cold and he said solemnly: "What are you talking about?"

He Yunyan raised an eyebrow and asked, "My father died in prison, and the guards were also killed. What hatred or grudge do you think is worth killing so many people?"

Shen Que looked surprised, as if he had never known about this before, "Is your father dead?"

Yuan Fuge's deep eyes, like an unfathomable abyss, stared at Shi Song intently, "After all, verbal arguments cannot convince people, please show me the evidence, scholar."

He Yunyan nodded, his eyes cold, turned around and walked to the kitchen stove, reached under the black stove mouth, and pulled out a booklet: "Sir, wait a moment, all the evidence of the crimes in the Spring Examination Hall is here."

Shi Song and Lu Xiangshan took a breath of cold air.

Yu Cong took it and opened it. Many familiar names jumped out of the page, which showed that this was not achieved overnight.

The more Shen Que looked at him, the darker his face became. He gasped for breath and said, "Xun Fuhou, how dare you buy and sell officials?"

Shi Song immediately took action, raised his hand and said to Zheng Ran: "Come on, bring the person over!"

Xun Fuhou was thrown to the ground, and his knees hit the floor with a loud bang, which was painful even from a distance.

He touched his burning knees, looked at Shi Song with resentment, and said through gritted teeth: "Please forgive me, sir. I have also paid the money. Minister Lu said that he can give me the title of Juren."

Yu Cong frowned and asked seriously, "Minister Lu, is this true?"

Lu Xiangshan was sitting nearby. When the pot came down from the sky, he immediately knelt down and lowered his head. He felt like he was in hell, with a sweet and fishy taste in his mouth. "My Lord, I..."

He couldn't answer, so Yuan Fuge pointed at the names on the list, "Minister Lu, accepted bribes of ten thousand taels of gold, County Magistrate Shi Song..."

As soon as they said this, they shuddered, their foreheads covered with cold sweat, and they shrank their heads and suddenly ran outside. Another group of soldiers came in from outside and immediately pressed them against the door. The madam was afraid of hurting them, so she pulled her girls to stand outside against the wall.

Then Shen Que bowed without changing his expression and said angrily: "I have long seen that you are worthless, but I just have no evidence."

Lu Xiangshan struggled on the ground and gritted his teeth, "Shen, sure!"

Shen Que walked over there, looked down at him, and said righteously: "You are also a scholar, a disciple of the emperor, are you so cruel as to exchange the future of the students for money?"

Yu Cong held the booklet tightly, pressing down the word "Shen". His fingers trembled, and his eyes stabbed like a knife. "Someone, take them away and execute them in the autumn!"

"Great, so righteous and just!" Yuan Fuge clapped his hands and laughed at Shen Que.

Shen Que turned around, his face cracked, and he smiled stiffly: "Master Helian, you don't need to set such a trap. You can just say it. Why do you have to set such a big trap for us?"

Yuan Fuge crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and sighed, "Isn't it a little late for Prime Minister Shen to say this?"

Lu Yanxiu leaned against the door frame, snorted coldly, and said to Yu Cong: "Yun Mo, can these people leave now?"

"If innocent, he will be released naturally." Yu Cong left with his men.