Chapter Seventy-Two: He'd heard another man say that it was almost identical
Prince Yun was beaten?
He Yunchu couldn't react a little.
How could Wei Siyun be beaten?
She didn't even believe whether he was really imprisoned, she just thought it was a rumor, and when it reached their ears outside the palace, it changed.
"The emperor doesn't care?" He Yunchu was a little puzzled: "Isn't that his own son?" And why did you come and talk to me first? β
After all, even if He Yunchu wants to help Wei Siyun, there is no trace of the eight characters now, and she has never said it in front of Meng Jiaojiao, Meng Jiaojiao is coming in a hurry now, as if she is looking for her help?
He Yunchu stared at Meng Jiaojiao with a little doubt.
What can she do to help Wei Siyun?
Meng Jiaojiao's back was covered with cold sweat, and in this cold day, she was angry and hesitant.
I don't know if I should tell He Yunchu the truth.
But the current situation of the prince in prison is indeed critical.
The beating he suffered was not a small fight, and when Meng Jiaojiao went to see it, he was nested on the haystack and was dying.
The haystack was wet and cold, and the cold was overwhelming.
And she didn't even get a response to call His Highness a few times, so she couldn't help but be even more worried.
Count nine cold days, but anyone who goes in will not have half of his life.
"In short, there are thousands of mistakes, even if there is a dereliction of duty by the prince in this matter, it should be investigated first, whether it is the saint or others, there should be no favoritism."
Meng Jiaojiao couldn't bear this breath.
He Yunchu's eyes did not move, and he looked at her quietly.
couldn't help but feel a little weak, Meng Jiaojiao asked, "Look at me... Do? β
"You still haven't answered me, the prince was beaten, why did you come to me?"
Thisβ
Of course, it is normal for He Yunchu to have this question.
In her opinion, she has nothing to do with the prince at all.
Meng Jiaojiao opened her mouth and didn't know what to say.
At this time, Zhao Su, who had been standing next to him, spoke: "Xiao Chu, do you have a way to save the prince?" β
"Whether I can save him or not depends on whether he is really innocent, if he really can't get out of the fireworks incident, then no one can save him."
After speaking, He Yunchu felt a little strange again: "Mother, do you want me to save him?" β
Zhao Su was older than Meng Jiaojiao, so she was calmer, and she glanced at He Yunchu's stomach.
Putting aside the discussion of the prince's character for the time being, now He Yunchu is pregnant with the other party's child.
In the future, when children are born and grow up, they still have to be blessed by their fathers.
So Wei Siyun can't have an accident.
"Xiao Chu, you have been busy all morning, and you are going to the prince, can you tell your mother what you think?"
"I really want to help the crown prince, the bowl of medicine that the emperor poured into me yesterday, to be honest, I can't swallow this breath."
He Yunchu's eyes were cold when he mentioned Wei Rin.
She thinks that she is not a good person, since now that the crown prince Yun and the emperor are in separate camps, she asks for a force to shelter, and she has to stand on the right side.
Obviously, between Wei Rin and Wei Siyun, she will choose Wei Siyun.
Wei Rin's methods are dirty and can't be put on the table.
He Yunchu was disdainful.
"Sister Meng, you and General Meng were actually the prince's people from the beginning, right?"
Meng Jiaojiao's expression was indescribable, and before she could speak, He Yunchu interrupted again.
"I remember the last time you accompanied me to Hefu, you talked about the prince, and you also said good things for him."
Meng Jiaojiao was completely speechless.
To be honest, this kind of thing of party contention is still too bold to put it on the table.
After all, there is still an emperor in power, and some words are disrespectful.
"I-"
"You still haven't answered my question, why did the prince have an accident and you came to me first? It stands to reason that there are many followers of Prince Yun, and there are even elders in the court, but I am unarmed, what do you think I can do to save him? β
Meng Jiaojiao was forced to ask in a cold sweat.
With her upright temperament, she wants to explain the matter of Wei Siyun and Rong Jin.
But she didn't know if she said it, He Yunchu would be even more concerned about the prince's life or death.
After all, from He Yunchu's standpoint, Wei Siyun is a clear deception.
"I-"
Meng Jiaojiao looked at Zhao Su in embarrassment.
"What do you think my mother does?" He Yunchu couldn't help but be even more strange: "What does my mother have to do with this matter?" β
Meng Jiaojiao is difficult to ride a tiger.
He Yunchu's eyes became more and more strange when he looked at her.
"It is really not the mind of a monarch to detain people in prison after listening to one-sided words... You were in trouble yesterday, and I must have felt it deeply, that's why I came to youβ"
When Meng Jiaojiao said this, He Yunchu looked at her without blinking.
It seems to determine how credible this statement is.
only stared at Meng Jiaojiao's scalp numb.
She swore she had never been so stuck in her throat in her life.
Even Mu Feng on the side sweated for her.
Under the eyes of strong suspicion, Meng Jiaojiao changed the topic: "You just mentioned beggars, do you have eyebrows?" β
The topic is blunt.
He Yunchu didn't seem to care: "Not yet, you have to find the beggar first, by the way, what is the state of affairs that you understand?" β
"At the end of last night, the fireworks exploded on Guanyue Lake, and the scene was already very chaotic when the prince arrived, although there was a lake on the left, but there was a row of incense paper shops on the right, so the fire was too big to be extinguished."
A fragrant paper shop?
The firecrackers and fireworks in Xiling are controlled by the government, but the incense paper is private and private.
There should never be a connection between the two.
But why is the explosion of fireworks next to the incense paper shop?
"Checked?"
Meng Jiaojiao said knowingly: "I checked, there are no eyebrows, and the fireworks in previous years were also in that position, but the incense paper shop only opened this year." β
Fang Chuyu interface on the side: "Because this year, a new land temple for burning incense and worshipping was built next to Guanyue Lake, and there were many people coming and going, so the incense paper shop was opened." β
His family is in business, and his father said a lot about these things.
He Yunchu looked at him.
Fang Chuyu then talked more: "My father is still thinking about setting up a shop next year, now it's okay, if this happens, those open ones will be burned down." β
He Yunchu looked at Meng Jiaojiao again: "Have you checked these shops?" β
"Checked." Meng Jiaojiao nodded: "But they are all filed in the government, and they have gone through the procedures, and there are documents on them." β
"It's not about this, it's about checking whether each shopkeeper has a connection, and the forces behind it."
However, there was a touch of surprise and surprise in Mu Feng's eyes.
Because of these words, a few hours ago, he had heard another man say almost exactly the same!
No one noticed Mu Feng's strangeness.
Meng Jiaojiao couldn't understand, "Huh? The people who do business are just businessmen, what are you doing here? β
He Yunchu revealed softly: "I suspect that these incense shops are involved in the fireworks case, and besides, the prince's imprisonment always makes me feel a little rash." β