Before Qingrong helped Mei Zhen of the hot spring Zhuangzi to fight a lawsuit in Shuntian Mansion, the people in the entire Shuntian Mansion knew that the young lady of the Wei Mansion was a figure who could speak well, had a lotus mouth, and was comparable to a master, and there was no one who did not know.

Now that he saw the maid next to Qingrong asking, he naturally didn't dare to hide it, and replied carefully: "Since the beginning of the month, there have been cases of missing girls in the capital. Seven days ago, we found out where the girl had gone missing. But who knows, when we rushed there, there was a fire, and a total of twelve young girls were burned alive. There is another, barely escaped. When she ran out, she saw Song Shizi. ”

Qingrong knew about the girl's disappearance, and she also knew that there was a fire outside Nancheng, but she never linked these two things, let alone thought that Song Zhao would be involved in this matter.

"Seven days ago, you said? What time was it seven days ago? Qingrong suddenly remembered, didn't Song Zhao go to Cizhao Nunnery that day?

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, looking like you don't know whether to say it or not.

"Early morning seven days ago," said the voice of Yin He Bingwen of Shuncheon Mansion.

Qingrong couldn't help frowning and looking over, thinking that when the two sides were arguing, someone went to invite He Bingwen.

He Bingwen sneered and said, "The Wei Mansion has a big shelf, and the prince has to ask me, the Shuntian Mansion Yin, who is a third-grade person, to invite him." ”

When everyone saw He Bingwen arrive, they all bowed their heads respectfully and greeted him. Qingrong bowed slightly to He Bingwen and said "Lord He".

He Bingwen's nose is not a nose, and his eyes are not eyes, and he said: "I don't dare to accept the young lady's courtesy, how can I be." ”

At this time, Song Zhao had already come out of it, and when he heard He Bingwen's sour words, he was dissatisfied: "He Bingwen, why are you angry at me, what are you doing to embarrass my wife." ”

Qingrong hadn't seen Song Zhao for seven or eight days, and he seemed to have injuries on his face, which showed that this bandit's errand was very intense.

Song Zhao smiled softly at Qingrong, and said softly: "I'll go to Shuntianfu and come back soon, don't worry." ”

Qingrong felt a little divided, Song Zhao and Guan Heqiu spent a whole night in Cizhao Nunnery, why did they still have this gentle and affectionate face with her?

Qingrong didn't like to take care of Song Zhao, turned around and went directly into the mansion, but he didn't forget to say to Fu Cui: "You follow Song Lin to see what's going on, if Shuntian Mansion holds on, let Song Lin go to find Guan Heqiu." Didn't they stay together all night? ”

Fu Cui reluctantly responded, and said a little unhappily: "Why do you care about him? I think it's good to let the prince go to prison, and see how he is with Aunt Guan and me. ”

Qingrong glared at Fu Cui and asked her to follow Song Lin quickly.

Fu Cui didn't say anything and followed closely.

There was such a big commotion outside, and Qingrong felt that it was necessary for her to go to the Shouxi Hall first.

When they entered the door, the second lady Tang and the others were really there, and when they saw Qingrong coming, several people suddenly fell silent.

Old Madam Jiang calmly let Qingrong come forward and comforted: "It's okay, it doesn't matter." Zhao'er would never have done that kind of thing. ”

The second lady also said: "Our son is now motivated and goes home every day, how can we have so much spare time to do those boundless things?" ”

Qingrong felt that Song Zhao didn't go home that night, so she couldn't hide it from Mrs. Jiang, and she felt that the second lady was the housekeeper, it was impossible for her not to know that Song Zhao didn't come back that night. Qingrong couldn't see through what the second lady was thinking, so she only turned her head and said to Mrs. Jiang: "Grandmother, the prince didn't return home that night. ”

Old Madam Jiang was shocked and said, "What? ”

Qingrong said fifteen-ten: "That night, the prince went to Cizhao Nunnery. When she said this, everyone naturally understood where Song Zhao had gone.

Old Madam Jiang immediately felt a pain in her brain, held her forehead, and scolded: "Fox spirit! Coquette! She's not honest in the nunnery! Amitabha, what a sin, a sin! ”

The second lady smiled optimistically and said, "It's okay, it's okay." Whether it's in the house or in Jishoan, it's good that you don't hang out left and right! ”

Old Madam Jiang said: "Go, go and catch that vixen for me from the nunnery, I have to pick her skin to finish." ”

Tang immediately persuaded Mrs. Jiang: "Grandmother, don't worry about picking her skin first, if there is anything, you still expect her to help the eldest brother speak." ”

Qingrong listened to them coming and going, but her heart still didn't settle. Although Mrs. Jiang said that it didn't matter, I was afraid that she was also panicked, so several people had a tacit understanding and waited for Song Zhao's news in the Shouxi Hall together.

After about an hour, Fucui suddenly ran in. There is no notification, which shows that it is a very urgent matter. Her eyes were red, and she fell to the ground before she could stand still, and she was rarely frightened.

Qingrong immediately reminded Fu Cui: "You are not allowed to cry, you are not allowed to scream, you must explain the matter first, and then you will be afraid." ”

Fucui was originally the owner of the six gods, but now when he heard Qingrong's words, he forcibly endured his confusion and said: "The slave followed Song Lin to Shuntian Mansion, but Shuntian Mansion Yin did not ask the prince to ask, but went directly to the court. There were three witnesses in the hall, one was a girl who was abducted and trafficked, and she said that she saw the prince confess that someone set the fire. The other is the owner of the house, who took the deed and said that it was a house that the prince asked him to rent. There is another one, who is the one who set the fire, and he is also going to decide that the prince asked him to do it. ”

Fu Cui trembled and said: "Now that the human and material evidence is complete, the slave and maid have rushed back here, and the prince has been sent to the prison of Shuntian Mansion!" ”

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, her eyelids rolled and she fainted directly.

Qingrong asked Fu Cui: "Didn't you ask someone to find Guan Heqiu?" ”

Fu Cui hurriedly said: "The prince himself said that he didn't spend the night in Cizhao Nunnery. He said that after he went down the mountain, he was going back to the Guogong Mansion, but on the way he met a dying girl, who asked her for help, and then took him to a house outside the southern city. As soon as he entered the door, he was knocked unconscious. ”

Qingrong was even more surprised, Song Zhao, why didn't Song Zhao say that he was with Guan Heqiu all night?

Or did he really go to see Guan Heqiu that day, why did he dare to go down the mountain before the city gate was locked?

Qingrong didn't have time to think about it, Song Zhao must have been wronged for such a crime on his head. She forced herself to calm down and reminded the second lady to ask Mrs. Jiang for a doctor.

and personally went to tell Wei Guogong about this matter euphemistically.

Wei Guogong was also shocked when he heard this, and sat down in the circle chair in disbelief, saying, "How can there be such a thing." ”

Qingrong said: "Grandfather, relax, grandmother has just fainted with fright, you can't do anything!" ”

Wei Guogong barely cheered up and asked Qingrong, "What do you think?" ”

Qingrong said decisively: "It can't be Song Zhao, Song Zhao must have been framed." ”

Wei Guogong's voice was hoarse, and he said, "There are all the human and material evidence...... Wei Guogong thought of not only this, but also the deeper turmoil that this matter would cause. Even the attitude of the emperor, and even the attitude of the court.

More than a dozen girls died tragically, this is a big case, how many pairs of eyes are staring. He Bingwen dared to go to court and put Song Zhao in prison, which means that this evidence is afraid that it is already a certainty, and it is difficult to turn it over. This is someone who wants Song Zhao to die!

"I also know that Song Zhao must have been framed, but he suddenly became embarrassed to this point, do you know how many layers of relationship instructions there are behind this? It's not just one person, just three people can do it. What's the scariest thing, you know? ”

Of course Qingrong knew, the most terrifying thing was, "The general trend is the general trend." Qingrong slowly spit out these words, and felt his heart cold.

What she instantly thought of was Concubine Li, the emperor. Concubine Li Guifei let people do the game, and the emperor was optimistic about it. So the Manchu Dynasty, no one cares if Song Zhao is wronged, no one cares about the truth, who cares about what is right or wrong?

Qingrong suddenly understood why Old Madam Jiang fainted, and why Wei Guogong was so desperate.

"Then you can't give up," Qingrong bit his lip tightly and said: "Even if there is no chance of turning the tables around, you have to do everything you have to do, what if God has eyes, what if Song Zhao's life is good?" ”

Wei Guogong looked up at Qingrong deeply, and he seemed to see the raging fire from Qingrong. He is a lot older, and he knows how to judge the situation and take advantage of the situation. But he was not willing to be played by the general trend, he couldn't watch Song Zhao die.

Qingrong smiled reluctantly at Wei Guogong and comforted him: "Look, Song Zhao can marry me as a wife, isn't it his life?" ”

Wei Guogong smiled bitterly and nodded, "Yes, yes, Song Zhao can marry you and enter the door, but I really wronged you." Wei Guogong said, and suddenly said, "Song Qi." ”

This Song Qi is Song Lin's elder brother, but the two brothers are more than ten years apart, one is very old, and the other is more lively and less calm.

Song Qi entered the door and saluted: "Grandpa Guo." ”

Wei Guogong said: "During this time, you took your people to listen to the young lady's dispatch. ”

Song Qi's eyes obviously flashed a little incredulous, but he still said respectfully: "Yes." ”

Wei Guogong continued: "What the young lady means is what I mean. Whatever the young lady says, you will listen to. ”

Song Qi said yes again.

Wei Guogong and Qingrong said: "Child, what do you want to do, just do it, Song Zhao's life, grandfather will be in your hands." I'm getting old, and I'm going to take care of your grandmother. ”

Qingrong faintly seemed to understand what Wei Guogong meant, and she suddenly said: "Grandfather, is it because of the plan of the military martyrs?" ”

Wei Guogong didn't answer Qingrong, but only smiled bitterly: "Go ahead." ”

But Qingrong felt that this was the matter, and it was the plan of the military martyrs. The influence of the Foundation escalated rapidly because of this incident, and the Song family army was split apart by the emperor, but because she spared no effort to promote the plan of military martyrs, because Song Zhao sued his aunt and laundered the foundation. The Song family may have once again gained greater military morale, not to mention that there is also a monthly newspaper of Daliang that has already stood firm to do publicity.

Qingrong holds the media in one hand and the military heart in the other, which is obviously not a pleasant thing for the emperor. If it was because of this, Qingrong felt very sorry for Song Zhao.

She did this, she didn't think about it so much.