Chapter 013: Folk Flower Work
Yue Huo was not only in the capital at this time, but also imprisoned in the prison of the Criminal Department!
Jiang Hetong personally went to inquire only to learn that the other party had entered Beijing before Cui'er was killed.
And just last night, the Criminal Department received a secret report, and in an inn in the south of the city, it caught people and found physical evidence.
According to Jiang Hetong, an unknown colleague in the Criminal Department.
They already have enough evidence to prove that Yue Huo is the murderer of Cui'er, that is to say, the case will be closed soon-
Zhao Chen listened silently, and suddenly sighed with a smile: "This sixth brother is really getting smarter and smarter!" β
Jiang Hetong's face suddenly became difficult to look at.
The scholars who sued the Six Princes at the beginning, after being expelled from Beijing, there was no news of them, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that they were probably all killed.
Although he didn't know how Yue Huo escaped, at the moment, he should be the only witness who could find out about the bribery case of the six princes, so Zhao Chen had secretly asked to keep Yue Hui's affairs secret.
"It is true that the lower officials did not report this matter." Jiang Hetong was obviously really angry, "The reason why the news was leaked is because the cronies sent by the lower officials to Pingyang Mansion were intercepted and killed in the suburbs of Beijing, and all the official documents they brought were taken away. β
Zhao Chen raised his eyes with interest: "Do all the officials of the Shuntian Mansion dare to kill?" Big enough! β
"It's bold! The officials won't just leave this matter at that! β
Zhao Chen smiled and agreed: "You take it easy, if you have anything to help, come to this king." β
After Jiang Hetong left with frost on her face, she looked at the sky outside and thought for a while before changing her clothes and leaving the house.
Taibaiju in the east of the city is famous for its elegance in Beijing, and all kinds of literati and artists gather every day.
Poetry is written, and gin and wine are harmonious.
Zhao Chen glanced across the street a few times before walking over and asking softly, "Is Prince Zhuang here?" β
The waiter in front of the store withdrew his eyes and saluted: "Prince Huiwu, His Royal Highness the Prince is in the back building, please come in first, and the little one will go to inform you." β
The front hall of Taibai Ju is separated by a screen, and the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers is hooked, and the light and shadow are mottled as if you are in the scene, and the decoration is so exquisite that people can't take their eyes off it.
In the compartment surrounded by a screen, the literati gathered in three or five were talking about poetry and music.
Zhao Chen strolled around with great interest, until the waiter came to him.
"Your Royal Highness, please see you in the back building."
Follow the waiter through the front hall to the backyard, and there is a different scenery in front of you.
The snow is overturned, and the rockery is decorated with a unique appearance, and the green bamboo stands up, like the finishing touch.
Zhao Chen couldn't help but praise: "You guys are really chic here!" β
Without waiting for the waiter to answer, a chuckle sounded on one side: "What kind of wind is going on today?" I have invited you! β
The eyebrows are like swords dyed with ink, and the eyes are like cold stars.
But a face seems to be proud of the plum and wants to open, hooking up thousands of styles...
Zhao Chen forced himself to look away, and said with a smile: "It's just that I can't help but feel a little worried about my cousin after not seeing my cousin for a long time, so I want to take a look." β
Prince Zhuang's son, Zhao Hanqing.
Not to mention the literary style, the appearance is even more first-class, and it is called a flower in the capitalββ
Seeing that the main lord had come to pick him up, the waiter bowed down and retired with interest.
Zhao Hanqing motioned for her to follow, and said as if teasingly: "You have this mouth! It's so sweet, it makes people think that you can't think you have other plans. β
Zhao Chen didn't feel embarrassed at all, but said calmly: "There are indeed some things I want to ask my cousin for help." β
He glanced at Zhao Chen with some surprise, and just wanted to ask something, but was stopped by Zhao Chen, who was suddenly stopped in place, raising his hand.
Zhao Chen was even more surprised than him at this time.
The sudden familiar voice in her ears made her body tense up and down instantly.
Although the voice was intermittent and extremely unclear, she could still hear itβMeng Yong!
However, before the other party went out in the morning, he said that he was going to the suburbs to choose wood, and said that he would let people keep the courtyard gate for him...
Okay, you Meng Yong, you really don't have a word of truth!
She followed the sound with a blank face.
Zhao Hanqing couldn't help but look left and right suspiciously.
But there was nothing but a few corridors and heavy snow.
After thinking about it, he had no choice but to follow the other party's example and walk lightly to the side.
ββ¦ Don't be too happy, Yue Huo is only in prison now, and his mouth can still speak. β
Zhao Chen stopped, and before she could think about it, another familiar voice came.
"This king also wants to deal with him as soon as possible, but the criminal department is not as good as Dali Temple, and there is really a limit to what this king can do, but now that the human and material evidence is there, it is not far from letting him shut up."
Zhao Chun, the sixth prince of Xiangwang!
He continued: "I still want to thank Mr., if Mr. hadn't stopped me, I'm afraid this king would really send someone to kill him!" β
"If the person involved in the case disappears for no reason, no one will think of you." Meng Yong chuckled and said, "Acting according to the situation, the best policy is to -"
Zhao Chen's eyes were dull and there was no light.
What a good situation! Dare to love Yue Hui, this matter is Meng Yong's handiwork!
No wonder she has been inexplicably feeling that the Sixth Prince seems to be a little too bright!
At this time, Meng Yong suddenly asked, "It is rumored that there seems to be some old grudges between you and Prince Wu?" β
"What an old grudge! It's obviously that little scourge that is quite unreasonable! The sixth prince was suddenly annoyed: "This king saw clearly back then, it was he who collapsed the pavilion!" He did it to himself! Deserve! β
Zhao Chen couldn't help but sneer.
She was only eight years old at the time, and even if the pavilion was in disrepair, it was not something she could have collapsed, not to mention that when she was smashed into the rubble, she could see the back of the person who did it.
However, the six princes, who were standing not far away at the time, insisted that there were only him and Zhao Chen nearby-
"Well... It seems that he is overthinking. Meng Yongyu smiled, as if he really believed what the other party said, "Since the grudge is not true, then we don't need to be distracted." β
Seeing that Zhao Chen's face was uncertain, Zhao Hanqing couldn't help but call: "Shi'an? β
There was no response, and he shouted again in a worried raised voice.
But as soon as the voice came out, he was covered in the mouth and dragged into the gap of the rockery.
At the same time, Meng Yong walked out of the room.
He first looked inquiringly at where the two of them were, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly approached with his eyes.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, making Zhao Chen's mind turn sharply.
In the end, he gritted his teeth as if he had let go: "Don't be an official, this person comes and goes, in case he is seen-"
The woman's voice came out of her mouth, and her voice was soft and coquettish, and she couldn't say anything about refusal.
Before the words fell, a deep and deep male voice sounded from her mouth at the same time: "Don't be afraid, little beauty, rest assured... There won't be anyone. β
Jiao moaned and chuckled.
A lively tryst was constantly staged from Zhao Chen's mouth under Zhao Hanqing's stunned gaze.
In the distance, Meng Yong stopped in confusion, and after a while his eyebrows were stretched, and he turned around and walked out of the backyard.
It wasn't until he was sure that Meng Yongzhen was gone that Zhao Chen let go of his hand, let out a long breath, and dragged Zhao Hanqing out of the rockery.
The latter distanced himself from her in a panic, and held back for a long time before asking, "What happened just now?" β
Seeing that he seemed to be scared of the other party, Zhao Chen had no choice but to explain: "Ventriloquism, a kind of folk tricks." β
"I'm asking why you... So? β
"Sixth brother is here, he wants to frame Yue Hui." Before the other party could figure it out, Zhao Chen said again: "You should know that Yue Huo was imprisoned in the prison of the Criminal Department, and I need you to take me to see him." β
Zhao Hanqing is not only the son of Prince Zhuang, but also serves as a waiter in the Criminal Department, and has taken care of her since she was a child.
Although for some reason, the other party never got close to her, and even avoided her a little, but the other party was obviously a friend and not an enemy, and she was more or less aware of it.
Sure enough, Zhao Hanqing only thought about it for a moment, and then nodded in response.
After returning to the room to say goodbye to the friends who were drinking with him, he took her to the prison.