In an inn hundreds of miles outside the city, it was surprising that Zong Huo's party stayed for three days and three nights.

Every once in a while, someone would vigilantly come out of the inn to observe the surroundings, obviously they were also worried that staying too long would lead to disaster, but it was a pity that Zong Huo, who had been liberated from hell, had no scruples at all, and completely indulged in lust.

The Pei family's secret guards were quietly ambushed around.

Three days later, the convoy finally persuaded Zong Huo to leave. When he left, Zong Huo was satisfied, and there was a half-asleep drunken state on his face.

Several secret guards of the Pei family immediately entered the inn to check, and found that the daughter of the innkeeper had hanged herself silently in the room.

After examining the body, the two guards looked at each other: "It was strangled to death." ”

And when she lifted the woman's clothes, she was disheveled and obviously extremely humiliated.

The area around this inn is deserted, and Zong Huo is greedy for women, and only the daughter in this inn can provide him with fire.

Pity this woman, and she suffered.

A secret guard clenched his palm: "Immediately send a letter to report to the son." ”

This case of Huo escaped death and committed many crimes on the road, which has long been difficult to write.

In order to cover up the crime, Zong's father and son have long not taken anyone's life into account. After Jing Wan'er escaped from the palace, the traitors in the palace also passed the news to Zong Chuke, "Cui Shanggong failed to kill the palace maid who collected the body." ”

Zong Chuke crushed the cup in his hand: "What did you say?" ”

If you want to make the matter of substitute death unaware of the ghosts, it is the top priority to destroy the mouths of all the parties involved, and if you can't think of this, that Cui Shanggong can't do it.

The person who came told Zong Chuke everything that happened in the palace last night. Including the suspicion that King Changle took people away.

Zong Chuke's expression was even more obscure: "What if it wasn't King Changle?" ”

It's either the king of Changle, or ...... Pei talks.

The one who advocated his son's death penalty was this son of the Pei family.

"Pei Tan entered the palace last night, and there is a certificate from Gonggong Cai by His Majesty's side, so he should ...... It's not the one who took the palace maid. And Pei Tan didn't have the motive to take Jing Wan'er away.

In the final analysis, the palace is heavily guarded, and if you want to take someone away silently, you must be powerful, and if you think about it, it is still the most likely King Changle.

But it was a matter of parent-child, Zong Chuke obviously didn't let his guard down so easily, he looked at the person who replied, and his voice was cold and cold: "If Pei Tan finds any clues......

The man was also shocked, and couldn't help but think that this Pei Tan could be described as a plague god, when he saw this gentle second son of the Pei family, no one expected him to be so cold-faced and ruthless, without the slightest consideration for the clan feelings.

"If Pei Tan has discovered something, he will definitely be the first to expose this matter, and report it to His Majesty, and he will never be as silent as he is now......" The man cautiously made a guess.

Indeed, at that time, Pei Tan was able to ask Zhongzong to issue an order to execute Zong Huo despite all obstacles, so if he found out that Zong Huo was actually not dead, wouldn't he stand up more resolutely and expose everything?

Zong Chuke's eyes flashed, and he was speechless for a moment.

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Because no one was willing to risk offending King Changle, Cui Shanggong was even warned not to mention this matter again.

Cui Shanggong gritted her teeth with hatred because of this, she didn't expect that the move she had carefully calculated would fall to the point of losing her wife and losing her soldiers.

"Go and bring Qiao'er to me!" She commanded viciously.

Qiao'er didn't understand anything when she was brought, but she subconsciously felt trembling, especially when she came into contact with Cui Shanggong's gloomy face, her heart sank.

Cui Shanggong looked coldly at the little palace maid who was already stunned, "That day I ordered you to go with Jing Wan'er to collect the corpse, did you listen to my words and follow her every step of the way?" ”

Qiao'er trembled violently: "Yes...... Yes......"

Cui Shanggong's eyes were bottomless, and the reason why she asked Qiao'er to follow was to guard against it. If Jing Wan'er didn't find anything on the corpse, then everything would be fine.

"Then you told Bengong what Jing Wan'er did that day?"

Qiao'er looked at Cui Shanggong with a blank gaze, she felt that a desperate cold air rose from the soles of her feet, she didn't bring out of the palace that day, and was left alone in the palace gate by Jing Wan'er.

She didn't look at how Jing Wan'er collected the body.

"The slave and maid saw it...... She burned the corpse with oil......"

At that time, she stood inside the palace gate and saw the burning fire and white smoke, which filled the air thickly.

Cui Shanggong's eyes were aggressive: "Where did you drag the body and burn it?" And how did she do it? ”

The cemetery covers an area of many hectares in the palace, and where the body of the fake Zong Huo was destroyed, even if it is the ashes left behind, it is also evidence.

Qiao'er's face faded with blood, and she looked at Cui Shanggong silently.

Cui Shanggong's voice became more and more dangerous: "Why don't you speak?" Didn't you watch her dispose of the body with your own eyes? ”

Cui Shanggong's cruelty is deep in the miscellaneous room, no palace maid can hold up in front of her for half an hour, Qiao'er was originally a greedy and afraid of death, under Cui Shanggong's intentional semi-oppression and temptation, her spirit finally collapsed.

"Slave maid, slave maid knows wrong! Ask Lord Shanggong to spare the slave maid......"

Cui Shanggong stared at her coldly for a long time: "Why did you ask this palace to spare you?" ”

Qiao'er cried intermittently: "The slave and the slave did not follow Jing Wan'er out of the palace to collect the corpse, the slave and the slave just saw the fire of her burning the corpse at the palace gate, the slave and the maid did not intend to deceive the Shang Palace, and the slave and the maid promised that there would be no next time!" ”

Cui Shanggong's hand clenched tightly in the flesh, okay, Jing Wan'er escaped from under her eyelids, and now she found that Qiao'er was also Yang Feng Yin violated, so it seems that there is no way to know how Jing Wan'er disposed of the corpse that day.

This matter, if that Zong Shangshu knew about it, I am afraid that even her life would not be guaranteed.

"Come on, drag Qiao'er down and whip him to death!"

Qiao'er's face was as earth-colored, "Lord Shanggong spares his life......"

The palace maids beside Cui Shanggong will not be merciful, the two tall palace maids in charge have already stepped forward, pinched Qiao'er's two arms, and dragged her out of the door.

Qiao'er finally reacted and screamed, "Lord Shanggong! Lord Shangmiya! ”

Cui Shanggong couldn't wait for her to die immediately, if she let this Qiao'er shout anything again, and it would reach the ears of Zong Chuke, not only for so many years, but she had been camping step by step, and the position of Shanggong that she had climbed to was difficult to protect, and even she had to be like the cheap life of these palace maids, how could she tolerate it.

"Shut her up, don't let her make a sound until she dies!"

Qiao'er's fear was stuffed into her throat, and her eyes were wide open, not understanding why her life was gone in a moment.

Cui Shanggong executed Qiao'er, but the breath in her heart was still hanging, she hoped that Jing Wan'er was indeed taken away by King Changle and became King Changle's plaything, if she couldn't leave the palace of King Changle in this life, it would be an explanation to her.

At night, Cui Shanggong, who was still a demon during the day, lowered his eyebrows and looked at a person wearing eunuch clothes: "Please rest assured, father-in-law, everything has been dealt with." ”

The eunuch pinched his throat, squinted his eyes and said, "Lord Shangshu asked you, why did the palace maid flee in advance, did you leak the news?" ”

Cui Shanggong's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, but his expression became more and more deferential and humble: "Naturally not, that Jing Wan'er has never forgotten that she was once the daughter of Chang'an, and she has long been unwilling to be a slave...... This big tree. ”

The eunuch's voice was indifferent: "Can you be sure that Jing Wan'er followed King Changle away?" ”

Cui Shanggong bent his body: "She is a low-level slave who is slaughtered by others, if it weren't for someone like King Changle to protect her, let her give birth to wings, how could she fly out of this Daming Palace?" ”

The eunuch's eyes moved, and he didn't know whether he believed this sentence or not.

Cui Shanggong's eyes rolled, and he took out a letter from his sleeve: "This is the testimony of the guards of Danfeng Gate that night. That night, King Changle drove a carriage into the palace alone and left...... They all heard with their own ears the laughter of a woman in the carriage. ”

This can be described as ironclad evidence, confirming that Li Xiuqi, the king of Changle, did take away the female relatives in the palace.

Seeing this testimony, the look in the eunuch's eyes relaxed.

"For the sake of safety, if Lord Shangshu knows that Jing Wan'er was taken away by others, not only will you die, but even our family will give you a funeral."

Cui Shanggong naturally said respectfully: "The slave understands. ”

When the eunuch left, Cui Shanggong's clenched hand was released. She looked indifferent, this confession was naturally forged, and King Changle left the palace drunk that night, and no one saw anyone else in the carriage. But for such a thing, it should be said that no one will take the initiative to tell the truth.

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Because of Pei Tan's insight into people's hearts, everyone will finally take the initiative to describe the matter of "Jing Wan'er was taken away by King Changle" for their own interests, and the description is becoming more and more true.

Even Zong Chuke couldn't find a flaw for a while.

And in the past few days, Pei Tan didn't do anything, just asked Master Xing to take the files deposited in Dali Temple in the same way, and it seemed that he was searching and consulting them aimlessly.

"My lord, these are all death cases, and some of them have long passed the deadline, so why do you bother to read them?"

Master Xing has been dealing with the file in the past two days, and he has become discouraged, and he can't figure out what this adult wants to do.

"It's nothing, I just want to see if there's anything else that can be done in these cases."

Pei Tan said, for a moment, but pointed to one of the cases and said, "In this case, several people involved in the case are still in Chang'an, you ask the official to bring them tomorrow." I have something to ask. ”

Master Xing stretched out his head to take a look, and it turned out to be a case that was about to expire, and he really couldn't understand what Pei Tan was thinking, so he could only say: "Yes, my subordinates will do it tomorrow." ”

At this time, because it was getting late, after archiving the case files that Pei Tan had read, Master Xing left Dali Temple.

There was a carriage at the door, and Master Xing's face changed after seeing the carriage, and then he got into the carriage as if no one was around.

The carriage then left, but instead of walking towards the location of Master Xing's house, after deliberately making a few circles, it stopped at the back door of Shangshu's Mansion when the sky was dark, and under the cover of night.