Who put the yellow robe on me?

As night fell, the sixteenth prince Jiang Chen slowly walked out of Tianxiang Pavilion, feeling as if his legs were floating as he walked.

He sighed softly, and couldn't help but feel that Tianxiang Pavilion was truly a tomb of incense and tenderness. It seemed that it was not unreasonable that the "former sixteenth prince" was on the verge of premature death before he even reached adulthood.

He shook his head, and after his body withdrew from the beauties, he also withdrew his thoughts from those beauties.

At the entrance of Tianxiang Pavilion, Dianzhang and Zhou Liangwei had been waiting there for a long time.

Seeing Jiang Chen coming out, the two men immediately stepped forward, and Dian Zhang asked in a devilish tone, "Your Highness, are you... okay?"

"Ahem!" Jiang Chen's face flushed. "I'm strong and healthy, there's no problem."

Then, Jiang Chen tidied his clothes and immediately turned around to go to the Jingzhao prefect, rescued Feng Liyan who was imprisoned in the prison, and told the Jingzhao prefect to go to the Imperial Examination Hall the next day to check for relevant clues.

"Sir!" Feng Liyan's eyes turned red when he saw Jiang Chen, and he wanted to say something.

Jiang Chen immediately stopped him: "Come back with me first, we'll talk later."

"You have been wronged. I didn't expect that you would be the one to report it!" After Jiang Chen and others came out of Jingzhao Prefecture, they touched Feng Liyan's head and said to him.

When Jiang Chen learned that a child was taken to the Jingzhao Prefecture prison before going to court, he guessed He Xiaowei's intention.

No matter who beats the Dengwen drum, it is a challenge for the children.

Feng Liyan shook his head firmly: "I'm not wronged, I know the master will come to save me!"

After several people sent Feng Liyan into the dilapidated temple, they naturally asked him all kinds of questions and were very happy.

Fortunately, Feng Liyan was only detained and not tortured.

The next day, Jiang Chen went directly to find Xiong Zhiheng, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice, and took Xiong Zhiheng to the Imperial Examination Hall.

Emperor Liang asked Jiang Chen, Xiong Zhiheng and Yang Weiqian to discuss the current case together, and no one dared to neglect it.

Xiong Zhiheng looked around and confirmed that no one was around before asking quietly, "Sixteenth Prince, I've thought of something, but I'm not sure if I should tell you."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and nodded, "Master Xiong, please speak. The Jingzhao Prefecture Governor Yang Weiqian is not here, and you are not a flatterer, so there is nothing you can't say."

Xiong Zhiheng felt that he was trusted, at least more trustworthy than Yang Weiqian...

Xiong Zhiheng then said seriously, "Did Your Highness the Sixteenth Prince already guess that there would be problems with the Qiuwei case?"

Jiang Chen's smile was filled with a hint of coldness: "Yes, it's called checking for traitors in the Western Regions, but in reality it's a secret investigation into the Qiuwei case."

Xiong Zhiheng asked, "Your Highness the Sixteenth Prince, did you know that there would be an arson case during the Autumn Examination?"

Jiang Chen shook his head. "Whether it's arson, poisoning, or illness, these are the most common problems encountered during the Autumn Examination. But no matter what kind of problem arises, there will definitely be people who will take advantage of this Autumn Examination incident to make a big fuss."

Xiong Zhiheng nodded and continued, "There were many anomalies in the arson case at that time, so I paid special attention to it."

"I later discovered that some people's test papers were neatly placed aside and were not burned."

"Also... it seems like the Jingzhao Prefecture Governor went to the Imperial Examination Hall faster than usual? I wonder if it's just my imagination."

Xiong Zhiheng curled his lips and shook his head to express his incomprehension.

Jiang Chen frowned, stared at Xiong Zhiheng and said, "I'm sure this Autumn Examination cheating was a planned incident."

As they were talking, the two of them arrived at the Imperial Examination Hall, and Yang Weiqian, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture, also happened to be there.

The three of them saluted each other and then searched for relevant clues together.

After the candidates passed the imperial examination, there was silence in the Imperial Examination Hall, but the smell of burning after the fire still lingered in the air.

"When did Lord Yang rush to the Imperial Examination Hall?" Jiang Chen asked casually, seemingly unintentionally.

"Your Highness the Sixteenth Prince, I was patrolling near the Imperial Examination Hall when I heard someone shouting that the Hall was on fire, so I rushed over." Yang Weiqian's answer was flawless, as if he had known Jiang Chen would ask this question.

Seeing that Yang Weiqian's answer was so high-sounding, Jiang Chen did not continue asking.

Several people carefully checked every corner and suddenly found a few candles at the place where the fire started.

"It's kerosene!" Xiong Zhiheng picked up the candle and smelled it.

Jiang Chen immediately asked, "Who arranged for these candles to be made? Why do only these candles have kerosene?"

Mr. Xiong said, "In the past, the candles used for the Autumn and Spring Examinations were all made in a small workshop in Lin County. We can go there and take a look."

The Jingzhao prefect said, "I will arrange for someone to prepare the carriage right away."

The three of them took a carriage and arrived at the workshop in Lin County. The scene before them shocked them.

The workshop door was open, and there were more than ten corpses lying on the ground, covered in blood. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The room was in a mess, with furniture overturned and tables and chairs lying on the ground. It was obvious that a brutal massacre had just taken place here.

and……

Xiong Zhiheng touched the bloodstain and said, "He just died, less than an incense stick of time ago."

"Less than an incense stick?" Jiang Chen was shocked, then looked at Xiong Zhiheng and then at Yang Weiqian.

Jiang Chen went down and touched the dead body, but he was already dead. It seemed that the enemy had just left not long ago.

At this moment, Xiong Zhiheng was searching nearby again, and suddenly shouted, "Sixteenth Prince, Lord Yang, come and take a look!"

Jiang Chen and Yang Weiqian hurried over, and the scene in front of them shocked Jiang Chen's heart.

The body was that of an elderly man with a wrinkled face and messy white hair.

His eyes were half open and half closed, with dilated pupils, and he had obviously experienced great fear before his death.

The clothes on his chest were stained with blood. When he lifted the clothes, he could see a deep knife wound that pierced his chest. The fatal wound was unbearable to look at.

Xiong Zhiheng took a deep breath, suppressed his shock, and carefully examined the traces around the old man: "Your Highness the Sixteenth, Master Yang, this body belongs to a private school teacher who was responsible for transcribing in the Imperial Examination Hall."

Yang Weiqian said, "Master Xiong, do you know him?"

Xiong Zhiheng nodded in approval, "Yes, Lord Yang. I once met this old private school teacher when I was solving the case of the traitor in the Western Regions in the Imperial Examination Hall."

Jiang Chen walked over and frowned: "If this private school teacher is a copyist, it means that there is a problem in the copying process."

Master Xiong stood up, his brow furrowed. "According to numerous laws, a private school teacher can only copy one subject, and there are ten copyists for each subject. Now there are three subjects, and there is only one. Does this mean...?"

Mr. Xiong then looked for other transcribers in the room, but found nothing and shook his head at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen's heart tightened, his eyes burning: "We must find the rest of the people, otherwise they will be in danger!"