It took a lot of effort to appease the old lady, and Zhao Chen retired without staying any longer.

Stepping on the thin snow that was about to fall in the palace road, she had no expression on her face.

After this trip, all the goals were not in vain.

Emperor Chu ordered a thorough investigation of Cui'er's case, and the Queen Mother also opened Chrysostom and promised to settle the family affairs of the Weiguo Mansion for her...

After a miserable sale, the two nobles obviously loved her even more-

A panicked footsteps came from the front, and she put away her mind and looked over, and saw Jiang Hetong trotting over.

"It's such a coincidence that Lord Jiang was also summoned to the palace?" She looked the other party up and down, and knowingly asked, "Look at your dark eyes!" Investigated the case all night? ”

When the words came to his lips and he was choked back, Jiang Hetong looked helpless, so he had to roughly tell the story of last night.

Someone infiltrated Suncheon's Mansion and tried to set fire to the corpse!

When the officers and soldiers arrived, they found that the thieves who wanted to burn the corpses all fell to the ground with purple faces, three of the four people died, and one was unconscious.

Thanks to the lessons of the past, the number of people in Shuntian Mansion who were affected by the residual poison was more than half less than Zhao Chen expected.

Zhao Chen pretended to be surprised and asked a few words, but in his heart it was Men Qing'er.

She smelled the smell of fire oil before she left last night, and then she knew that there was a third group of people nearby!

That's why she instructed Yu Zhongjing to secretly kill the living mouth that might stay, otherwise if she was bitten by the other party, she wouldn't be in trouble!

"In this way, it doesn't matter to Lord Jiang, this king is also hungry and will go back to the house first." She said nonchalantly and continued to walk outside the palace.

"You wait." Jiang Hetong hurriedly chased two steps, and asked with an embarrassed expression: "Do you know Meng Yong?" ”

Zhao Chen glanced at him.

When the world's top famous actor and peerless Tsing Yi Hua Dan, who has heard of Peking Opera, who doesn't know this person?

"Half a month ago, the Queen Mother summoned the famous singer Meng Yong to Beijing, and he entered the pear orchard at the age of ten..."

This gesture Zhao Chen felt a little familiar.

After thinking about it, she stopped and asked, "What trouble did you cause?" ”

"The one I grabbed from your house yesterday is Meng Yong—"

Zhao Chen said secretly, no wonder.

She was still thinking before, where did such a strong person emerge if she was not a relative?

Dare to love and Cui'er are peers!

Jiang Hetong said helplessly: "I interrogated him as soon as he was arrested, but he didn't say anything, the lower officials wanted to hang him for a few days before interrogation, who would have thought, someone would come to the door today." ”

Zhao Chen looked at him for a while, and suddenly asked, "You came to find this king, won't it be because people rely on you?" ”

The other party's face collapsed.

Seeing this, Zhao Chen held back a smile and squeezed: "I heard that the ancestor treated this person with special courtesy, not only strictly ordered not to be forced, but also wrote a letter in his own hand, inviting the other party to sing a song for her birthday." ”

Jiang Hetong's face completely turned from colorful to pale.

She couldn't help laughing: "Congratulations, Lord Jiang has won the jackpot this time." ”

Ignoring her schadenfreude, Jiang Hetong looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Xiaguan is probably really unfavorable for the past year, he just escaped a catastrophe in the court today, and he turned his face and fell into such a disaster." His eyes were red, "Prince Wu, let's have a friendship, wait for the lower official to be imprisoned-"

Zhao Chen glanced at him: "This set of kings has already been played badly, so if you have something to say, just say it." ”

………

By the time Zhao Chen stood in front of the Shuntian Mansion prison, it was already half an hour later.

She winked at Jiang Hetong with a smile and walked into the prison, the latter sighed resignedly and followed quickly.

The dimly lit prison was filled with a pungent musty smell.

Zhao Chen walked to the innermost layer with ease, and it wasn't until the continuous coughing sound came that she looked at Jiang Hetong behind her with a strange expression.

The latter hurriedly waved his hand, his face full of "I didn't do anything" and "I don't know what's wrong".

After walking a few quick steps and turning the corner of the porch, the situation in the prison came into her sight.

Different from the demeanor when he fanned the flames yesterday, Meng Yong's face in front of him was as pale as paper, his eyes were dull, and he was coughing with his hand to cover his mouth-

Zhao Chen touched his chin.

I didn't expect the beauty to be sick, but I felt even more pity!

"Prince Wu?" Meng Yong looked at her, his voice hoarse and incomprehensible: "What? Are you going to come to seek revenge? ”

She came back to her senses and smiled and said, "How can it? This king is not a man of grudges! ”

Meng Yong sneered, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

She smiled and opened the cell door and ordered, "Lord Jiang, quickly send someone to the Tai Hospital, and ask the Tai Doctor to come and see Mr. in the name of this king." ”

"No need, I'm just suffering from a little cold, and I don't dare to work as a doctor." Meng Yong looked at Zhao Chen after speaking lightly: "If you have anything to say, just say it." ”

Zhao Chen waved his hand at Jiang Hetong, who would retreat silently.

After pacing a few steps with a worried heart, Zhao Chen sighed: "This king couldn't sleep last night, so I deeply reflected on it all night, and felt that it was still my own misbehavior, which led to trouble." ”

Seeing that her complexion was really not good, and she still had a look of regret for not being at the beginning, Meng Yong couldn't help frowning slightly.

"This king did see that Cui'er was good-looking, so he fell in love, but he also understood that the twisted melon was not sweet, otherwise it would be robbed, and he would have been robbed back to the house long ago, where is the need to coerce secretly?"

Meng Yong didn't answer, but the suspicion in his eyes was obviously a little less.

"Mr. is righteous and outspoken, but he has suffered this crime, and this king will be unable to sleep and eat when he thinks about it for a while!" She sat down beside Meng Yong while the iron was hot, and said in a low voice: "But don't worry, this king is here to save you out!" ”

Meng Yong tilted his head to avoid her scorching breathing, and chuckled: "It's better not to work for you, when this case is a public opinion, it's not too late for me to get out of this cell again, otherwise how can I feel at ease?" ”

Zhao Chen's breath was stagnant, what was wrong with this person? Do you really think of yourself as a saint?

Meng Yong dusted his body and said in a tone of voice: "Master Zu has training, everyone who eats open food must take care of their peers and do more righteousness, and carry out the young and accumulate virtues. ”

Zhao Chen rolled his eyes, raised his throat and shouted, "Someone!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Hetong rushed in with his officers and soldiers.

"Lord Jiang, this king is willing to be a guarantee, and if anything happens, this king will bear it, can this person and this king please leave?"

"Prince Wu has said so, and it is naturally difficult for the lower officials to refuse, so please two of you." Jiang Hetong pretended to be embarrassed, but there was joy in his voice that could not be hidden.

After a clumsy performance, the two tacitly ignored Meng Yong's opinion.

One ordered his subordinates to take Meng Yong out, while the other watched silently with a smile.

It wasn't until the person walked away that Jiang Hetong bowed his hand gratefully and said, "Thank you Prince Wu for saving me." ”

Zhao Chen patted him with a smile: "Don't think about it, it's just a deal." ”

"Don't worry, what I promised you, the lower official will send it to the house later."

"Let the troupe go." She took out a silver ticket and a title deed from her sleeve, and said softly: "Give this to them again, and say that it was left by Cui'er." ”