Who put the yellow robe on me?

Guo Beikang's eyes flickered and he lowered his head, as if avoiding everyone's gaze.

At this time, the Minister of War Guo Wulie could only bite the bullet and said to Yang Weiqian: "Master Yang, this is my child Guo Beikang. I hope Master Yang will take good care of him in the future."

Jingzhao Prefecture Governor Yang Weiqian smiled slightly and replied respectfully, "Okay, okay."

But in his heart, he sneered and thought to himself, "Master Guo, I'm so sorry! Don't worry, if I don't turn your family upside down this time, I won't be able to explain to His Royal Highness Prince Ru when I go back."

Madam Xiang gently held Guo Beikang's hand, tears almost welling up in her eyes. She hugged her son tightly and said with a tone of near despair, "Son, you must take good care of yourself after you go. You must be careful when I'm not by your side."

Guo Beikang felt his mother's trembling, and a sharp pain pierced his heart. His voice trembled: "Mom... I..."

Mrs. Xiang hugged her son tightly, and her tears rolled down Guo Beikang's shoulders.

At this moment, she suddenly whispered in her son's ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Is this Chunli story true?"

Guo Beikang shuddered slightly when he heard this, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment, nodded, and whispered back, "Yes...but..."

Before he could finish his words, Yang Weiqian interrupted them impatiently and said in a hurried tone, "Master Guo, it's getting late. We should go back."

Upon hearing this, Guo Wulie frowned slightly, forced a smile, and tried to make his tone appear calm: "Thank you, Lord Yang."

At this moment, Mrs. Xiang came forward, gently took Guo Beikang's hand, and protected him by her side.

Her face was filled with anxiety and pleading: "Master Yang, my son has been staying at home the entire time and has never left. It is too sudden for him to be taken to Jingzhao Prefecture for interrogation.

I beg Lord Yang, after taking my son there, can you give him a day to adjust? If there is anything, we can re-examine him tomorrow, okay?

Her voice was soft but firm, with a hint of irresistible power.

Yang Weiqian and Guo Wulie were both stunned. For a moment, neither of them understood Mrs. Xiang's intention.

At this moment, Mrs. Xiang calmly touched Guo Wulie with her foot, giving Guo Wulie a signal.

Guo Wulie immediately understood, his expression softened slightly, and he agreed, "Master Yang, give Kang'er a day to relax. This will allow him to prepare mentally."

The Jingzhao prefect frowned slightly and whispered, "This... Lord Guo, this is indeed a difficult matter. As you know, according to the law, the suspect must be brought back to the government office for interrogation immediately without delay."

Just as the prefect of Jingzhao was hesitating, Madam Xiang turned her head slightly and made a gesture to the housekeeper.

The butler understood and left quietly. A moment later, he returned to the main hall holding a heavy silver bag.

The silver bag swayed slightly in the butler's hand, making a dull sound.

The lady's eyes flickered slightly, and she stood up and took the bag herself. She then walked towards the Jingzhao prefect and gently put the silver bag into his hand.

She looked up at Yang Weiqian and said, "Master Yang, autumn is about to pass and winter is coming. Your health is the most important thing. Why don't you go home tonight and have a drink, warm yourself up, and rest for a day? Why work so hard? Don't you agree?"

Yang Weiqian felt the weight of the silver bag and his heart moved, but his face remained calm.

He nodded slightly, with a meaningful smile on his lips, and said to Guo Wulie: "Master Guo, you also understand that laws are dead, but people are alive.

Since your ladyship is so concerned about your son, we are not ungrateful. Let's give Mr. Guo a night to rest well in Jingzhao Prefecture. If there is anything, we can discuss it tomorrow."

As soon as the words fell, Madam Xiang's face immediately blossomed with a delighted smile. She thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Lord Yang, thank you so much, Lord Yang! Your kindness is so great, and our Guo family is deeply grateful!"

Guo Wulie also showed a relaxed smile, but he was still vaguely uneasy in his heart.

He knew Mrs. Xiang's intentions and understood the hidden meaning behind her words.

Together with Madam Xiang, he escorted the prefect of Jingzhao and his men out of the mansion. After Madam Xiang and her son Guo Beikang said goodbye reluctantly, he watched them walk away.

When the crowd had gone away, the Minister of War finally couldn't help but whisper, "Madam, why did you ask the Jingzhao prefect to delay interrogating Kang'er for a day? What's the reason?"

Mrs. Xiang withdrew her gaze from the gate and turned to face her husband. The smile on her face gradually disappeared, replaced by a deep anxiety.

She said softly, "Kang'er probably couldn't control herself and was framed. There must be something fishy behind Chunli, the maid.

This day I've gained is extremely valuable to us. You should quickly seek an audience with the Sixteenth Prince and ask him to help us find a solution. Otherwise, if Kang'er is forced to confess, I'm afraid there will be no way to save him."

After hearing this, the Minister of War was shocked. His face suddenly changed and he asked in horror, "Are you saying that what the Jingzhao prefect said is true?"

Madam Xiang pursed her lips, her expression solemn, a hint of pity flashed in her eyes, but she finally nodded: "I just asked Kang'er, he didn't say anything, but I know him.

I could see the complexity and pain in his eyes. He had indeed done that thing, but he was just set up by someone.”

When the Minister of War heard these words, he felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him. He felt cold all over and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

He said anxiously, "Madam, what should we do now? The Sixteenth Prince? Yes, I want to find the Sixteenth Prince now!"

Guo Wulie was startled, knowing that the situation was urgent and he dared not delay any longer.

He quickly straightened his clothes, strode out of the mansion and went to the palace.

……

Guo Wulie came to Ningbo Prefecture in a hurry, feeling very nervous.

The guards of the mansion saw Guo Wulie almost running towards them, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead and his breathing becoming rapid.

Upon seeing this, the guards at the gate of the mansion informed the crowd and made way.

Jiang Chenzheng and Xu Jingzhu, the left vice minister of the Ministry of Works, were looking at a map together. Several possible sites were marked on the map, and the two were discussing the construction of a palace away from the palace.

Xu Jingzhu saw Guo Wulie coming and his panicked look, and he understood a little bit.

Xu Jingzhu gently closed the folding fan in his hand, bowed slightly to the Sixteenth Prince, and said in a calm tone: "Your Highness, I will go to deal with other matters first. If there are any questions about the construction of the palace, I will come to you later."

Jiang Chen nodded: "Master Xu, let's proceed according to this method first. I'll need to ask Master Xu for the remaining details!"

Xu Jingzhu nodded in agreement, then bowed and took his leave, slowly leaving the room.

Jiang Chen watched Xu Jingzhu's departing back, then turned to look at the Minister of War Guo Wulie.

Guo Wulie was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was panting.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly and asked calmly, "Why are you so anxious?"

Guo Wulie's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. He said in a trembling voice, "Oh no, oh no, Your Highness the Sixteenth, you must save me!"