The princess ran away again

Guan Pan'er just thought that Zhong Jie was insidious and cunning, and a complete hypocrite, but he didn't expect so much.Hearing Chu Zhao's question, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.Why is Zhong Jie sure that it was Zhao Xingzhou who killed the murderer?Does he want to see Zhao Xingzhou die?Is he the real murderer?The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and my face was as pale as paper in an instant.

Chu Zhao cupped his hands: "Thank you Miss Pan'er for telling all this."

Guan Pan'er shook her head and smiled wryly: "I also want to rescue Mr. Zhao as soon as possible. To put it bluntly, I killed him. If something happens to him, what face do I have to live in this world?" She worked hard for Zhao Xingzhou, even to When Qian Bao asked for mercy, he had already put life and death aside.I hope that in the next life I will not be caught in the wind and dust, and meet my beloved again with an innocent body.

Chu Zhao originally planned to ask Guan Pan'er to inquire about Zhong Jie's new residence, but after thinking for a while, he gave up the idea. With Guan Pan'er's current state, he may not be able to control his emotions when facing Zhong Jie.Li Mengyang was asked to inquire about related matters, while she and Ning Yuyao returned to Youjian Inn to wait for news.

Just sat down in the room, and heard the sound of knocking on the door.Chu Zhao got up, and as he walked back and forth, there was an unresolved sadness in his brows and eyes.There was another letter from Beijing, with only the words "return soon" written on the paper, without any reason, but it made people feel even more heavy.But what happened?Otherwise, how could I only have time to write these two words?

Ning Yuyao glanced at Chu Zhao lightly, and whispered, "Is it from the General's Mansion?"

Chu Zhao rubbed his eyebrows and nodded heavily.

Ning Yuyao was worried, and walked up to Chu Zhao, took the crumpled letter paper from her hand, glanced at it hastily, and said in a low voice: "Did something happen? We have to go back Beijing?"

"Don't go back yet." Chu Zhao let out a sigh of relief, she shook her head and said, "I'll wait until this matter in Youyang is over before going back. I have already promised Miss Pan'er that Zhao Xingzhou will not die unjustly in prison."

"En." Ning Yuyao nodded, respecting Chu Zhao's opinion.Brushing her frown with her finger, she whispered, "Let the dark guard go back to Beijing first to see if there is any news?"

"No need." Chu Zhao shook his head and said, "If there is any major event, there will not be just such a letter, and there will be new news at that time."

"Alright." Ning Yuyao nodded, feeling a little melancholy infected by Chu Zhao, her eyelids twitched, and she thought to herself, nothing big should happen in Beijing.

In the next few days, no one came from Beijing, so Chu Zhao put the matter aside for the time being.But Li Mengyang brought back new news.Zhong Jie's family originally moved to the east of the city, which is much more spacious and prosperous than the back alley where they used to live.That place is where the rich merchants and officials of Youyang lived.It stands to reason that Zhong Jie is just like Zhao Xingzhou, just a poor scholar, how could he become Youyang Kuo Shao in a blink of an eye, and associate with those dude disciples?

When Zhong Jie went to Fengyue Tower, he only liked to have Guan Pan'er as his company. At first, Guan Pan'er would travel with them because of Zhao Xingzhou's face, but now, even Guan Pan'er was nowhere to be seen.Zhong Jie didn't care either. After all, news had spread from the Sheriff's Mansion that Guan Pan'er belonged to Qian Bao. How could he dare to covet him again?

In the pavilion on the second floor, open a window to clearly see the movement downstairs.Li Mengyang's eyes were sharp, he stared at the drunken man, and whispered: "The person sitting second from the left is Zhong Jie. There is only a half-blind old mother in his family, and he has a very good relationship with Mrs. Zhao." , and now his mother has also been picked up. But it is said that after the move, the old lady stayed in the Buddhist hall and refused to come out."

"This man has a hooked nose and a mouth like a jackal. Looking at his face, he is not an upright person." Ning Yuyao glanced at Zhong Jie, only to see him get up stumblingly, pretending to fall to the ground, and deliberately grabbed , is the slender waist of the dancer beside him. "Indecent and nasty." Ning Yuyao snorted again, her face full of disdain.

Chu Zhao asked in a low voice, "Who does he have contacts with?"

Li Mengyang said in a respectful voice: "Friends from the same class and some dudes from Youyang, but those young masters did not regard Zhong Jie as one of their own."

Chu Zhao asked again: "Is Qian Bao among them?"

Li Mengyang shook his head and said: "Not here, but some of Qian Bao's cronies and friends are very close to Zhong Jie."

Chu Zhao nodded and said, "I know." It is almost certain that Zhong Jie took Qian Bao's benefits and framed Zhao Xingzhou.Even if he wasn't the one who poisoned the old lady, I'm afraid he couldn't escape being involved.

Ning Yuyao asked, "Are you going to arrest him?"

Chu Zhao had a funny look on her face, she whispered: "No." She turned to Ning Yuyao, and said, "Princess, this place is no better than the capital."

Ning Yuyao snorted, and said softly, "I know, I was just joking."

Zhong Jie, who was intoxicated by beauties and wine, had no idea that he had become a "prey".

Just as the wine was in full swing, a bit of angry scolding broke the enchanting atmosphere.A young scholar strode up to Zhong Jie, stretched out his hand and grabbed his skirt, punched him hard in the face, and cursed angrily: "Zhong Jie, you dishonest little boy!" Man! You said you would help investigate the sailing incident, but now? Look at what you are doing?"

Zhong Jie's eyes were filled with stares from that punch, and he immediately woke up from the wine.With a shudder, he broke free from Wang Niansun's grasp, straightened his clothes, and said slowly: "It was indeed I who lied to you. Why did I move away? Isn't it ashamed of Zhao Xingzhou? Only you Naive, I believe he is innocent! Let me tell you, Zhao Xingzhou is a murderer! As your friend, I am afraid that you will be too sad to accept the facts, so I will push the matter of investigation."

Wang Niansun narrowed his eyes, and said angrily: "You mean you have already identified Xing Zhou as a murderer?"

Zhong Jie nodded, and said arrogantly: "Of course. Nian Sun, we have known each other for many years, and it is still too late for you to look back. You have broken up with Zhao Xingzhou, and we are still good brothers." Then, he took a step forward and patted Wang Nian Sun's A fake smile on his face.

Impatient, Wang Niansun lifted Zhong Jie's hand and said with a sneer, "Have you known Xing Zhou for many years? You still don't know what kind of person he is?"

Zhong Jie said in a deep voice: "It was I who got to know him blindly, and become brothers with him! The old lady's medicine soup is prepared by Xing Zhou. Besides Xing Zhou, will anyone else poison it?"

Wang Niansun was so annoyed by Zhong Jie's reaction, he pointed at him for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence.He simply gave up Sven, grabbed Zhong Jie and wrestled with him.

Ning Yuyao looked at the farce below, and with a thought, she whispered: "Suddenly I have an idea."

Chu Zhao raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's your idea?"

"You'll know in a while!" Ning Yuyao was in high spirits, her brows and eyes were full of brilliance.She turned to Li Mengyang and ordered, "No matter what method you use next, stop Zhong Jie and don't let him go home."

Upon hearing this, Chu Zhao immediately asked, "Are you going to Zhong Jie's residence? Do you want to ask his mother what happened?"

"I thought his mother was an insider." Ning Yuyao nodded, and said, "No matter what, go to Zhong Jie's house and find out. But before we go, we still need to disguise ourselves."

After Zhong Jie moved, he hired several servants and servants to look after the old lady.But these few people were not worth mentioning to Chu Zhao, they easily knocked him out, and the two sneaked into the Buddhist hall on tiptoe.The smell of sandalwood is still strong, wafting from the house, and it was blown away by the wind after a long time.Mrs. Zhong knelt on the futon, knocking on the wooden fish in her hands, and chanting sutras.

Under Chu Zhao's fiddling with the cloth bought in the market, the window was instantly covered and the light was cut off.Mrs. Zhong's eyes were not very good. For her, it undoubtedly fell into the night in an instant, and she could only see a vague figure and hear that miserable cry.

——My old bones are dead when they die, poor my son, tortured in prison, where should I go to express my grievances?

——I treat Jie Er well, why did he kill me?

——My son, if it weren't for that brothel girl, you wouldn't be like this!

Old and tired voices seemed to come from all directions, mixed with low whimpers, interrupting the chanting in the Buddhist hall, adding a ghostly atmosphere to the dark space.Mrs. Zhong felt ashamed. When she saw the hunched figure, she looked horrified. When she heard this voice, she thought that Mrs. Zhao had come to mourn her soul.The wooden fish fell to the ground and made a soft sound, Mrs. Zhong shook her body like sifting chaff, she was so frightened that she couldn't even make a sound.

——You said, why did you want to kill me?

"No, no, I—" Mrs. Zhong trembled, "It's that disobedient bastard Zhong Jie! I didn't know he would poison you! Just let our mother and son go!"

"I let your mother and son go, who will let my poor Zhou'er go? I heard his howling in pain, and heard his grievances! Killing people pays for their lives, why don't you mother and son go to die? I want revenge, I I want to kill Zhong Jie!"

"No, it's all my fault." Mrs. Zhong shuddered when she heard that the resentful soul was going to attack Zhong Jie, "You let Zhong Jie go, I'll confess my guilt, and I'll clear Xing Zhou's grievances." After this fright, most of her soul has been scattered. Mrs. Zhong only wants her only son to be safe.The cloth hanging on the window was blown by the wind, bright and dark, the voices in the Buddhist hall flickered from east to west, just when Mrs. Zhong felt a gust of wind blowing on the back of her neck, her eyes suddenly lit up, strange voices and blurred figures disappeared.Mrs. Zhong shivered, touched the wooden fish that fell on the ground, and hurriedly chanted scriptures to calm her panic-stricken heart.