Outside the Jingzhao Yin Mansion.

The snow fell, for example, a little bigger, and the black boot prints on the steps were like a pair of silent eyes, watching the snow grow brighter, stained inch by inch with frost white, and disappear completely.

Gong Yu brushed off a few snowflakes on the ermine, and the heavy black veil covered her cheeks, only swaying slightly with her steps, shaking off a little falling snow. She tilted her head and looked out into the cloister.

Beneath the rubble, a young man in black clothes stood with his sword in his hand. He looked at the falling snow, and there was no emotion on his face, only when he saw Gong Yu, there was a trace of waves in his eyes.

"Subordinate Li Shuying, see His Highness." Li Shuying said in a low voice.

"No need to be polite." Gong Yu looked at Li Shuying's beard for a moment and said, "Your internal breath is actually a little disordered, who did you fight with?" ”

Li Shuying is a genius in martial arts, and there should be few opponents in Eastern Chu.

"Back to His Highness, my subordinates have only made a few moves with Zhao Hong's guards." Li Shuying replied, "Although it is only a brief fight, my subordinates feel that this person has a deep knowledge of swordsmanship, and there is no doubt that he is a master." However, to the confusion of his subordinates, he did not have the intent to kill, and left after a few moves. ”

"This guard is just like you, dressed in black?" Gong Yu asked.

"Exactly."

Gong Yu groaned for a moment, the heavy black veil covered her expression, and she seemed to smile slightly, "Don't worry about it, since he left after only a few moves, it can be seen that he doesn't want to be your enemy." And at this moment, if you don't want to be an enemy, you shouldn't be a person loyal to Zhao Hong. ”

"That's what Your Highness said." Li Shuying said.

But when he heard Gong Yu's words, he said in a low voice: "What did you find in the mansion where Zhao Hong lived?" ”

Li Shuying bowed his head and said: "My subordinates are incompetent. ”

"Zhao Hong is cautious by nature, and it is natural that he can't find it." Gong Yu shook his head and asked, "Is there anything else to gain?" ”

"My subordinates have learned some rumors about the Zhao Mansion."

"Tell me about it."

Soon after Zhao Hong's wife Liu died, Zhao Hong's concubine Yue became pregnant with Zhao Hong's child, and when she was pregnant for seven months, the government doctor diagnosed it as a male fetus. At that time, Zhao Hong was overjoyed, and the Yue family wanted to get the position of wife by giving birth to this son. However, when the child was born, Yue unexpectedly discovered that the son born was six fingers. Yue thought that this was a bad omen, and was worried that his position in the house would not be secure, so he abandoned the child and replaced him with another five-fingered child. ”

In other words, Zhao Mengde is not the son of Zhao Hong.

Gong Yu was silent for a moment, she seemed to think of something, and said in a low voice: "Shuying, where did you know about such rumors?" ”

"Back to His Royal Highness, in front of Zhao Hong's Jingzhong Mansion, there is an old man who sells tea, and his subordinates listen to what he says." Li Shuying said.

When Gong Yu heard this, he smiled slightly, if this rumor is true, it will be a little intriguing. However, at this moment, she should go to meet Zhao Hong.

"Shuying, come with me to Jingzhao Yin Mansion Prison."

- It's time to put an end to this drumming case.

Inside the prison, the cold winter chill penetrated through the air vent several feet high on the wall.

Zhao Hong sat quietly in place, but overnight, there was a lot more gray hair on his sideburns. He was dressed in an ochre-colored prison uniform, which highlighted the meridians around his neck. I saw that his face was haggard, and the deeply sunken eye sockets under the furrow of his forehead seemed to be an invisible prison, tightly locking those dark brown eyes.

- Zhao Hong is old after all.

Gong Yu looked at him through the iron bar, and his eyes were still as silent as snow. She seemed to be smiling, but she didn't find a hint of a smile.

"This prison is a major criminal place in Beijing, and you can come here, it can be seen that that princess really values you." Zhao Hong said coldly, but his voice was hoarse.

"What Lord Zhao said is very true, thanks to the princess's love, I can only meet Lord Zhao here." Gong Yu said in a low voice, "Since Lord Zhao is so smart, you might as well guess what your intentions are here?" ”

"It's just for the unjust case in Lixian County seven years ago." Zhao Hong scoffed. There was obvious irony in his eyes, "However, it's a pity, since the Li family has not overturned the case in the court, then this case will never be overturned." ”

Gong Yu was silent for a moment, she seemed to remember something, and sighed: "Zhao Hong, Wang Qingyan has a gentle temperament, and when he was an official in Li County, he still treated you well. You yourself ordered the slaughter of his whole family, and you have not regretted it for seven years? ”

When Zhao Hong heard this, he laughed silently, and the furrow lines in the corners of his eyes were like twisted centipedes climbing, as if mocking fiercely. He sneered, "Regret? I have never regretted it, the road of power plotting is either your death or my life. What's more, he, Wang Qingyan, just has a good scholar background. I served as the county magistrate of Li County for six years, and I saw that I was going to move to the magistrate of Li County, but he was transferred here after only two years of serving as an official in Tangxi, and I took away the position of magistrate at my fingertips. Could it be that I, Zhao Hong, am going to suffer this injustice because of my birth in a cold family? I've never regretted it. ”

Gong Yu looked at Zhao Hong, her expression was still light, and her black eyes clearly reflected Zhao Hong's expression, silent as frost and snow. "In that case, you wouldn't tell the truth about seven years ago, no matter what. Then, it is useless to say more, sparse the shadow, give him pen and ink. Since Lord Zhao didn't want to say the crime of seven years ago, let him write it down. ”

Zhao Hong looked at the plain paper and ink pen, and said coldly, "Even if I die here, I won't write." ”

"Really?" Gong Yu lowered her eyes, she smiled slightly, but that smile seemed to contain a strange layer of compassion.

At this moment, I saw a young man in a gorgeous dress and a woman in brocade clothes coming quickly.

Zhao Hong suddenly realized something, and his face changed drastically.

"Father, father-" Zhao Mengde saw Zhao Hong, and there was extremely heavy grief between his eyebrows. I only heard him say in a trembling voice: "It's all because my son is too useless to put my father in prison!" He stepped forward and held Zhao Hong's hand tightly. The splendid patterns on the gorgeous clothes lined Zhao Hong's thin hands, and Zhao Hong's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Monde, you, how did you get here?" Zhao Hong lost his voice.

"Back to my lord, I brought him here." Hua Midie smiled slightly. Her eyebrows are picturesque, and the glazed butterfly hairpin against her porcelain-white skin looks like snow falling on the palm of her hand. The begonias in the wide sleeves bloomed with Yingying's steps, and even the shadows in the prison could not hide their self-generated orchids.

In an instant, Zhao Hong seemed to think of something, and suddenly shouted: "Mengde, hurry, quickly leave Huamiyi." ”

It's a pity it's late. Gong Yu lowered his eyes and sighed.

Hua Mi Butterfly just turned around, raised her hand slightly, and seized Zhao Mengde's life.

Zhao Mengde looked at Hua Mi Butterfly in disbelief, he seemed to want to say something, but it was difficult to make a sound.

"Hua Mi Butterfly, it turned out to be you, you are actually Princess Yuanxi's person." Zhao Hong glared angrily. He clutched the bar, the chains and his wrists marked a deep mark.

The butterfly only smiled softly.

From the very beginning, Hua Mi Butterfly was a chess piece in the hands of Princess Yuanxi. Zhao Hong closed his eyes, and when he thought about it, there was a sudden chill. It has been dormant for seven years, just for today. Whether Mengde came to Jingzhaoyin's Mansion or would appear in prison at this time, I am afraid that there is a secret guide from Hua Mi Butterfly.

Jiang Ziyu knew it in court from the beginning, and it was difficult to get over the case of Lixian seven years ago, and the original purpose was to put him in prison for the crime of Jade Hook. In prison, he threatened his only son Zhao Mengde and forced him to write down the crimes he committed seven years ago.

It's a constrained ploy.

"Zhao Hong, time is running out." Gong Yu smiled.

Zhao Hong's hand holding the pen couldn't help but tremble, his face was as white as paper, and his forehead was dyed with a layer of fine and dense cold sweat, he lifted the pen, forcibly suppressed the coldness in his heart, and said in a dumb voice: "If I write the crime of seven years ago, can you spare my son's life." ”

There was a dead silence inside the prison.

Gong Yu was still smiling slightly, she only whispered: "Seven years ago, you had the tip of your sword against Wang Xuzhou's neck and force Wang Qingyan to write a letter of resignation. Now, it's your turn. ”