Hongli nodded and motioned for Mu Lan to continue. "Although I hate this evil thing in the harem, I don't want to wronged anyone. It would be great if there was tangible evidence that you were innocent. The cold light in his eyes suddenly crossed Chen Qingqing's face, and Hongli had noticed her strangeness, but he didn't show any suspicion at all.

After several temptations, Chen Qingqing was in turmoil due to his heart, and of course he would not notice it. She didn't expect that the emperor, who had always been iron-faced, iron-fisted, majestic, and ruthless, really doubted herself.

At this time, it happened that Li Yu also led Cheng Yongcai from the Internal Affairs Office to meet him, and when he saw that it was still his turn to speak, he bowed, so the two stood on one side with their heads calm and waited.

Mu Lan took a deep breath and solemnly took out a handkerchief from his arms. After opening it carefully, Wu Zi stepped forward and presented it to the emperor: "The queen, the queen's mother, please take a look, these gilded beads are the ones that the noble people give to the little lord who is always there." Because there was not much left, the total was just such a small bag, and the slaves and maids picked it up and collected it.

It's not a doorman, and it's not wrapped in mercury, every one is a serious bead, and there is nothing wrong with it. I also hope that the emperor and the queen will be clear, don't wronged my little master. ”

Zhang Chang was nervous and broke out in a cold sweat, clenching his hands tightly in fists, as if he was afraid that the beads would change. At that moment, it was like falling into an ice cave first, and then scooping it up and throwing it into a hot oil pan to fry, the biting cold met the painful burning, and Zhang Changzai simply forgot the pain on his face.

The little eunuch was still waiting for the emperor to cut off the beads presented by Mu Lan, but it was really different from the previous ones. Translucent is a gilded bead, which is clear from the inside out, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Lan Xin understood what the emperor meant, opened his mouth on his behalf, and said clearly: "Even if there is no problem with these beads, it cannot be proved that they were handed over to Zhang Changzai by the noble people." It can't be proved that Zhang Changzai did not change to be a doorman, and then wore a curtain for the nobles. ”

"Queen Mother, the slave maid hasn't finished talking yet, please let the slave continue." Mu Lan was afraid that if he was soft-spoken, the emperor and the queen would not believe it. Her voice trembled with anxiety, and her eyes were full of pleading and grievances. No matter how you look at it, it seems that you have a heart of death, and you must avenge your grievances for Zhang Changzai, and you are affectionate and righteous.

"If you want to say it, let's talk about it, and it's the beginning." Lan Xin praised in his heart, if there were a few more palace maids in the harem who were protected by justice, maybe there would be a lot less right and wrong. With a wave of her hand, she waited intently and motioned for Mu Lan to continue. Xu shook his body inadvertently, and the plum blossom hairpin tassel on the sideburns brushed his ears, and the sound of squirming. Almost subconsciously, Lan Xin reached out and took off the hairpin, and it was not until she held it in her hand that she felt embarrassed.

I don't like this green calyx hairpin wrapped in gold in my heart, but after all, it was given by the Queen Mother, so how could I take it off in front of the emperor. What's more, the hairpin is not good in the end, and it is unreasonable, and it is inevitable that it will lose its body.

Thinking that it might be too eye-catching to put it on again, I heard Hongli say: "The queen has never liked such gold, silver and emerald ornaments, not as good as silk and bead flowers, although the value is light, but there is a light beauty, without losing the queen's noble identity." Such a unique gold-wrapped hosta, exquisite handiwork, it is a pity to be broken, do not let go, and often appreciate it. ”

Such an ordinary sentence not only relieved the embarrassment of the queen, but also did not hurt the face of the queen mother. At such a juncture, the emperor still cares about himself very much, Lan Xin's eyes were slightly red, his heart was full of gratitude, and he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

Jinlan didn't dare to show her joy, so she quickly took the hairpin from the queen's hand, and was happy for the queen in her heart. Although Zhilan, who was favored by the emperor, was killed in a dangerous way, in the end, the emperor cherished the queen more than resentment. With this affection, Jinlan felt that the queen would not be wronged.

At least the emperor's heart for her is sincere, which is already commendable.

After listening to the emperor's words, Mu Lan hurriedly picked up a string of beads, which was thrown by the emperor to Zhang Changzai. "Your Majesty, if the beads can't prove the innocence of the little master, then this silk thread must be fine." As she spoke, she twisted the silk thread, back and forth a few times, only to hear a "clatter", and the silk thread broke in two.

"Your Majesty, please see, this silk thread is worn as a bead of the Menzi Sect, which is produced by the Internal Affairs Office, and it is six strands of thin thread." Mu Lan said, and handed it to the little eunuch to take it to the emperor nearby. But Zhang Changzai led the slave maid to re-rub the eight strands of medium and thick thread, the little master said, the gilt beads are slightly heavier, if the beads are broken, I am afraid that the noble people will be damaged.

I worked tirelessly, rubbed the thick thread by hand, and because of the small bead holes, it took three days of hard work to wear it. Your Majesty, please take a look, these beads that have been replaced by the door are really not made by my little master, these threads are all six strands. ”

"On what basis?" Lan Xin listened to the testimony this time and still had some credibility, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved. "Is there any basis for your statement that the string of beads is threaded with eight medium-thick strands?"

Mu Lan nodded solemnly: "The pure concubine can testify for the little master." The thin thread that was rolled into eight strands was originally taken from the mother. It was also the mother who helped to rub it a lot, and looked at the curtain of one of the door curtains that my little master could wear. ”

Zhang Changzai listened to Mu Lan's words, and he was also busy picking up a string of beads and twisting the thread to count. Sure enough, there are not many of them, and they are really only six strands. This surprising discovery really gave her hope of living.

Hongli bowed slightly, his eyes fell on Cheng Yongcai of the Internal Affairs Office, and his voice slightly revealed a stern reprimand: "In the past few months, in addition to the nobles, which palace has taken gilt beads and silk threads from the Internal Affairs Office?" ”

Cheng Yongcai heard that the emperor's tone was unusual, deliberately slowed down his speech, and said cautiously: "Back to the emperor's words, Gonggong Li asked that the servant had already checked the files of the Internal Affairs Office. Except for the gilded beads in the palace of the nobles, there is no one else. As for the silk thread, it is basically received in every palace, with different thicknesses and different dosages. The servant brought the file and asked the emperor to take a look. ”

"I don't look at it." Hongli shook his head slightly, and said concisely: "Six strands of silk thread, which palace has it?" ”

Cheng Yongcai hurriedly opened the file and said one by one: "If you go back to the emperor, the six strands of silk thread Hui Guifei Niangniang have been received, and the pure concubines, Jin Guiren, and Chen Guiren have also sent people to receive them. ”

Chen Qingqing was shocked, and hurriedly argued without caring about the number of courtesies: "Impossible, the concubine has never received this thing, why is there such a record?" Did Grandpa Cheng get it wrong? ”

"Slaves don't dare to talk nonsense." Cheng Yongcai was obviously a little excited, for fear that he would make a mistake and make the emperor dissatisfied, so he said anxiously: "The white paper and black letters are clearly written, and the date is after the noble person received the gilt beads." The portion is not small, there are three regiments. Please take a look at the emperor. Even if the slave has ten guts, he doesn't dare to wronged the noble master. ”

"Yes." Lan Xin nodded firmly, with a taste of interest: "Cheng Yongcai is just an errand for the Internal Affairs Office, there is really no need to wronged you in vain." Chen Guiren, you said that you have not received six strands of silk thread, why is it written like this in this file. And the person who remembers to receive it is your close servant Zhilan. ”

Jin Lan bent his knees, not giving Chen Guiren a chance to refute, and said in a clear voice: "Queen Qiyu, the slave just went to Chen Guiren's bedroom, and he never saw the gilded beads and six strands of silk thread. After all, the six-strand silk thread is usually only used to string beads and make bead curtains, and it is impossible to use it for embroidery and ordinary use.

In this way, even after a few months, it is impossible to leave nothing, which is strange. ”

"Where's Zhilan?" Chen Qingqing's frightened face was pale, and her trembling tone was really out of tune, abrupt and ugly: "Queen Mother, it must have been Zhilan who bought her and framed her concubine." I just ask for your permission to let Zhilan come forward and confront him. In front of the emperor and the queen's mother, the concubines will inevitably ask for the truth. ”

Su Wanrong had inquired about the people in Zhong Cui Palace, and was leading Zhilan and Yunlan over. Hearing Chen Qingqing's flustered voice, he couldn't help but be upset, and sped up his steps again and again: "The emperor is auspicious, and the queen is auspicious." The concubine happened to lead Zhilan here, since Chen Guiren wanted to ask, he would ask carefully at this time. ”

"Zhilan." Chen Qingqing let out a loud shout, and suddenly got up and walked towards her. "I ask myself, why do you want to frame me like this? When you went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to receive the six strands of silk thread, why I don't know at all. Who gave you the benefits, in front of the emperor, you must recruit from the truth, say. ”

Facing Chen Guiren, who looked like a shrew, Zhilan's heart twitched hard, and she almost lost her breath in pain. Her eyes were red, and her tears fell. I saw her kneeling steadily in front of Chen Guiren, shouting again and again that she was wronged, so pitiful and worrying. "Little master, the slave and maid are wronged. If it weren't for your orders, how would the slave dare to take charge of the silk thread on her own?

The slave has always been loyal to you wholeheartedly, and there is no second heart, how can you buy it again. When it comes to life and death, you want to get away with it, but you can't slander and slander slaves and maids like this. You can want Zhilan to die, but you can't wronged the slave like this. is dead and still burdened with the unjust debt of betraying the Lord for glory, Zhilan is unwilling. ”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged, Zhilan begged with tears: "Little master, you can kill the slave and maid, the slave and maid are willing to die happily, and they don't want to suffer such an injustice and ruin their reputation." ”

"What did you say?" Chen Qingqing hated it so much, thinking that he had read countless people and could gain insight into people's hearts. But he didn't even see through the maids and maids around him. Not to mention the emperor and queen, even she was blinded by the lonely and aggrieved Zhilan in front of her, and almost thought that she had really wronged her. But the facts are the facts, Chen Qingqing has never done it, so how can she recognize it. "Wow, to die Mingzhi, then you go to die, die on the spot, maybe I will believe what you say!"