Who put the yellow robe on me?

Jingzhao Prefecture Governor Yang Weiqian also looked bewildered, his brows furrowed. "Yes, Lord Xiong, why did they switch places like this?"

Xiong Zhiheng continued to explain, "They switched the papers just to get the two students' answer sheets for the first and second rounds. They used them to switch the papers after they finished answering all the questions, and then the transcriber would copy them."

Xiong Zhiheng then said to Yang Weiqian, "Sir Yang, after the fire at the Autumn Examination Hall, you rushed here with the constables. If you had forcibly taken the two away, wouldn't this have happened without anyone noticing?"

Yang Weiqian said, "Yes, that day I was patrolling near the Imperial Examination Hall and heard someone shouting that the Imperial Examination Hall was on fire, so I rushed over."

"However," Yang Weiqian paused and continued, "the fire at the Imperial Examination Hall that day seemed to have been deliberately led to our visit."

"Who is it? Does Lord Yang still remember it?" Jiang Chen suddenly asked.

"I don't remember," Yang Weiqian shook his head. "There were a lot of people around the Imperial Examination Hall that day. The Fifth, Sixth, and Ninth Princes were all there."

Jiang Chen thought that these three people must be involved in this autumn examination.

Yang Weiqian then said to Xiong Zhiheng, "Master Xiong, please continue."

Yang Shaolin stepped forward and questioned, "Master Xiong, what you said are just inferences. Do you have any solid evidence?"

Xiong Zhiheng responded calmly, "Master Yang, please be patient and listen to me. The key to the whole process lies in transcribing you."

Lord Yang, you once bought a prescription that can cause dizziness and went to a pharmacy in the south of the city to get the medicine.

This is the purchase record from the owner of a pharmacy in the south of the city, along with your signature when you picked up the medicine. Would you like to verify it?"

Afterwards, Xiong Zhiheng took out a purchase record from a pharmacy in his arms. This record was exactly what Deng Yunde had obtained from the pharmacy in the south of the city.

He handed over the evidence, and the Jingzhao prefect checked it and confirmed it was correct: "Yang Shaolin, this evidence is irrefutable. What else do you have to say?"

Yang Shaolin was shocked, knowing that this was true, but he still forced himself to remain calm and explained, "This prescription is because my concubine often suffers from unbearable headaches. Therefore, I sought a folk remedy just to treat my concubine's headaches, and there is no other intention."

Xiong Zhiheng continued to expose bluntly: "This medicine was drunk by a copyist. During the copying process, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground. He was treated by Doctor Zhang from the Imperial Hospital.

Doctor Zhang needed to rest for an hour after treating the copyist. During this hour's rest, another old copyist continued to copy the test paper.

He then continued, "During this process, the old copyist switched Luo Shihua's first test paper with Mu Zhengyi's second test paper. Similarly, Qin Yiliang's first test paper was also switched with Situ Yongrui's second test paper."

Yang Shaolin sneered: "Where is the evidence? I request to confront this transcript."

Xiong Zhiheng had obviously anticipated his reaction and said coldly, "Lord Yang was quite calculating. He lured the old scribe into the Candle Shop and then murdered him. But Lord Yang didn't know that before his death, the scribe wrote a letter detailing everything that had happened."

When Yang Shaolin heard the word "letter", he panicked and said in a trembling voice: "Letter...letter?"

Jiang Chen stepped forward and said, "That's right, Lord Yang. This letter was taken away by the killer when he was killed."

Yang Shaolin instantly breathed a sigh of relief and said confidently, "Sixteenth Prince, where is this killer? I request to confront this killer."

Jiang Chen said calmly, "After the killer completed his mission, you hired someone to kill him. Did you think you could get away with it like that?"

Yang Weiqian then spoke up, "Sixteenth Prince, if that's the case, this is another case of a dead body with no evidence. Both pieces of evidence are from the same killer. If we don't catch this killer, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public."

Jiang Chen's eyes were sharp, as if he saw through everything. "No, Lord Yang, I have sent the imperial guard Deng Yunde to secretly protect this assassin. Right now, this assassin is waiting at the gate of Jingzhao Mansion."

Yang Weiqian was horrified after hearing this and immediately ordered, "Call Deng Yunde and others to the court!"

Amidst the solemnity, Deng Yunde escorted a short but fierce-eyed man in black into the courtroom. The man in black wore a stubborn expression, clearly unwilling to be captured.

Deng Yunde stepped forward and bowed. "Your Excellency, Sixteenth Prince, this man is the killer who committed the murder that day."

The Jingzhao prefect looked at Yang Shaolin coldly: "Sir Yang, do you still recognize this man?"

Yang Shaolin's face turned pale, and his voice trembled: "No... I don't know him..."

The man in black sneered, "Master Yang, don't you recognize me? You can personally instruct me that day to destroy all evidence after completing the task.

I never expected that after I completed all the tasks, someone would come and kill me to silence me. Fortunately, I was saved by the imperial guards. Today, I am here to expose your true identity."

Yang Shaolin said: "Nonsense! You are talking nonsense! I don't even know you!"

Yang Weiqian looked at Deng Yunde and asked, "Guardian Deng, who is this person? Can what he said be trusted?"

Deng Yunde bowed and said, "Your Excellency, this man's name is Liu Tielong, nicknamed 'Double-Edged Sword,' and he was originally a bandit from Liulong Mountain.

I rescued Liu Tielong once three years ago. Now he was being hunted by a killer and I rescued him again, so he was willing to come to court to testify against Yang Shaolin.

This person still has a silver note worth one thousand taels given by Yang Shaolin in his arms. You can go to the bank to check the exchange record."

After saying that, Deng Yunde took out ten silver bills from Liu Tielong's arms and handed them over.

Yang Shaolin looked at the banknotes in his hand, cold sweat broke out, and his heart was filled with fear and despair.

Jia Shiyan also knew that the situation was extremely unfavorable to him, but he still made a final struggle: "Sir, even if there is a banknote, it cannot prove that the test paper has been switched."

Jiang Chen looked at Jia Shiyan coldly, his eyes like icy blades. "Master Jia, you really won't cry until you see the coffin. Master Xiong has already notified the Ministry of Justice to investigate the relevant test papers."

Xiong Zhiheng took over the conversation, his tone firm: "Indeed, I have already informed the Minister of Justice, Lord Bai Binggong, of the whole story. I estimate that the original text and transcripts of the examination papers between Luo Shihua, Qin Yiliang, Mu Zhengyi, and Situ Yongrui will be available soon."

Jia Shiyan's face became paler and paler. He understood that all his struggles were in vain, and his eyes were filled with despair.

Yang Weiqian looked at the banknotes and angrily slammed the gavel: "Bold Yang Shaolin, the evidence is irrefutable, what else do you have to say?"

Yang Shaolin fell to his knees, completely devastated. "Sir, I plead guilty, but all of this was instigated by Jia Shiyan. I am only an accomplice!"

When Jia Shiyan heard Yang Shaolin's confession, he immediately cried out in panic, "Sir, I didn't instruct Yang Shaolin. He did everything on his own!"

Yang Weiqian sneered, "The evidence is irrefutable. None of you can escape. Come, take Jia Shiyan and Yang Shaolin to the prison, and then report to His Majesty for his punishment!"