Top white, rich and beautiful, the princess is reborn and the revenge story

Zhao Yuanqing said, "Impossible! Our cherries are not poisonous!"

"It's poisonous! My son is dead! Report it to the police! I want to report it to the police!"

The innkeeper came running over and asked, "What's wrong?"

The man shouted, "My son was killed by these women's cherries. Boss, please help me report it to the police!"

The shopkeeper slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, there are some officials patrolling nearby. I'll go get them!"

After saying that, the shopkeeper ran away like the wind.

Zhao Yuanqing and the others exchanged a glance, feeling something was very strange. "Sir, we ate those cherries ourselves, and they're not poisonous at all. Where is your son now? We know a little bit about pharmacology, so we can take a look at him."

It was just a simple sentence, but the man reacted violently, "What are you looking at? You killed my son and you still want to watch? Do you want to hurt him again?"

Zhao Yuanqing was annoyed. "This is a matter of life and death. You say we killed someone, so we killed him? We won't admit it unless we see him! Let's go and take a look!"

After saying that, Zhao Yuanqing led Meng Jiu and the others towards the man's room. The man stopped them there and said, "Don't go. Wait for the officials to come!"

Zhao Yuanqing said patiently, "If your son can still be saved, we can still save his life."

"It's hopeless! My poor son is hopeless! You guys killed him!"

The man stopped Zhao Yuanqing and others and refused to let her see. Meng Jiu held the dagger in his sleeve, and Wen Qian also put his hand into his sleeve. Zhao Yuanqing shook his head slightly at them.

Don't move for now and see what he has up his sleeve.

At this time, hearing the noise, the people in the inn came out to see what was happening. Some of them looked puzzled, while others looked at Zhao Yuanqing and his companions with some sympathy.

Zhao Yuanqing caught this emotion, sympathy? Why?

They are now in Qinzhou in Longyou Road, which is close to the Western Region Road and has relatively developed business. It is an important source of tax revenue for Qinzhou. In addition, the emperor has repeatedly ordered to ensure the safety of passing merchants, so the Qinzhou County Government has sent officials to patrol day and night to prevent security problems.

Therefore, the officials came very quickly. In less than half an incense stick of time, six yamen runners with swords came. The word "Bu" (capture) was embroidered with red thread on their hats and clothes.

The man who led the fight was in his forties, probably a police captain. He had a sullen look on his face and asked fiercely, "What's going on?"

The man fell to his knees with a thud. "Sir! These women sold me poisoned cherries and killed my son. You must take action for me!"

The captain looked at Zhao Yuanqing and the other three, sizing them up and down with a very unfriendly look. "Who are you? Why did you kill his son?"

Zhao Yuanqing wanted to speak, but Meng Jiu stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Sir, we are ordinary businessmen, coming from Chang'an. We just sold some cherries to this man, and he said his son had died. Sir, our cherries are not poisonous, and we have eaten them ourselves. If you don't believe me, please try it."

The captain looked at Meng Jiu for a few times and said coldly, "Businessman? Coming from Chang'an, where are you going?"

"I'm going to the Western Regions."

"What are you going to do in the Western Regions?"

"Let's get some spices to sell. Fragrance is all the rage in the capital lately, and we're in urgent need of a lot of them. We'd like to start this business."

"Bring me the pass."

Meng Jiu said, "Sir, don't worry about the guide yet. Let's go check on that man's son first, just in case he can still be saved."

A bailiff scolded, "Officials are investigating a case, and they allow a little girl like you to interfere. Just take what you're told to!"

Meng Jiu gritted his teeth and handed over the pass. The captain looked at it carefully and asked, "Four sisters?"

"Yes."

"Does Chang'an have any relatives?"

Meng Jiu shook his head. They had never written the role of relatives from the beginning. "My second sister and I are widowed, and my third and fourth sisters are still unmarried."

The captain suddenly became cheerful and chuckled twice.

Zhao Yuanqing stared into his eyes. No, this captain of the police isn't in a hurry to see the dead, but is constantly investigating us. Why?

She looked at the man whose son had died again. There was no trace of sadness or panic on his face. The corners of his mouth curled up as if he had completed a mission.

Zhao Yuanqing gasped. Could it be that their identities had been exposed? Had she, Princess Shanzhen, been discovered traveling in disguise? Had the enemy tracked them down and wanted to capture them all?

There must be something fishy going on today. Who is it? Who wants to harm her?

The captain waved his hand and said, "Catch him!"

Zhao Yuanqing and the others shouted, "Sir, there is no evidence, why are you convicting us? We are not guilty!"

"You bold and ignorant woman! Now that the evidence is irrefutable, you still dare to deny it! Someone, bring the evidence here!"

"Yes!"

The other two yamen runners carried a mat and placed it on the ground. A young man was lying on it. His eyes were closed and blood was coming out of the corners of his mouth. He looked like he was dead, with a few cherries spread out in his hands.

"Look, the cherries in his hand are the evidence. He died from eating your cherries! Come, arrest them and bring them back to the county government office!"

"Yes!"