Chapter 45: The Plot of Fate

A fire burned down the entire inn, and Zhang Zhaoran, who was the only one related to Chen Zhou's family in the capital, carried the coffin to Shuntianfu to collect the body.

Su Jiuli arrived one step ahead of him, but instead of collecting the corpse, he delivered a message to Jing Zhaoyin.

For nothing else, after the fire, Chu Wenbing, as the biggest suspect in arson, was "invited" to Shuntian Mansion for interrogation.

In just one night, the market has been turned around, Chu Wenbing lost face because of Chen Zhou's too learning to kneel and beg, and when Chen Zhou was sick, he brought poison to the inn to kill her, and knocked over the brazier in a panic, which led to this fire.

Reasonable, all the details are accurate.

The poison was placed in the box she had taken to the inn, with a skew of tonic attached, but when she opened it, it was crane top red. The crane top is red and precious, and it is unobtainable to ordinary people, which can be regarded as beating Chu Wenbing to death in the position of murderer.

Jiuli turned over the two charred corpses in the inn, twisted the blackened bloodstains, and asked, "Have you been poisoned?" ”

He was a stammerer, and was forced to retreat again and again by the man in black, "It's ....... Burn....... Jiao, check not ....... out. But ......"

But Chu Wenbing's maid Feiyue has already confessed, Hedinghong was put in the box by Chu Wenbing, Taixue's pharmacy does not have Hedinghong, this thing was asked by Chu Wenbing to the palace, and there is a Taiyi who can corroborate it, saying that he has a new medicine spectrum and wants to study it.

The medicine recipe was still on the table in Chu Wenbing's bedroom, and no one could read it except her.

Interlocking, one link is not bad.

Jiuli cleaned his hands and sat in Shuntian Mansion drinking tea without changing his face, Jing Zhaoyin deliberately avoided him, just knowing that he came for Chu Taifu.

He knew that the teacher's position was not good to exonerate Chu Wenbing, so he came. He crossed Erlang's legs, dangling for a while, he was not injured, his face was pale, and he was in a bad mood, and his whole body was full of words that the living should not be approached. Even the officials in the palace did not dare to step forward to add tea.

"I don't have time to spend time with your family, if you don't give me an explanation, I'll take people away."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Yu's thumb flashed against the hilt, and his attitude was very clear.

"His Royal Highness the Prince."

Jiuli raised his eyes and looked at the person who came, Zhang Zhaoran was a little disappointed. "Zhang Shilang, good, long, no see."

He twisted the tip of his tongue for a long time and repeated the word, exhausting all his patience, cocking the side table, and looking at Zhang Zhaoran arrogantly.

Zhang Zhaoran's face did not change, and he knocked the Dengwen drum three times before entering the lobby and standing in the middle of the board.

Jiuli don't overdo it, thinking that this person is not enough to succeed and more than to lose. "Didn't you see me sitting here?"

Zhang Zhaoran turned his face and respectfully made a literati salute, "His Royal Highness the Prince, be polite." ”

"I mean, I've been sitting here for a long time, and I haven't seen Jing Zhaoyin come out, do you think he can come out if you knock on the broken drum twice."

"The imperial calendar, there is nothing wrong with those who hear the drum and complain."

"Do you see he answered?" Jiuli felt a tightness and pain in his chest, and remembered the soft and gentle palm.

Zhang Zhaoran smiled awkwardly, but he was obviously laughing at Jiuli's lack of understanding of the calendar. He straightened out his sleeves, sank his hands, and luckily dantian, "I put the fire." ”

His voice was not loud, but it was a small pebble thrown into the calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves and scattering the duckweed of chaos.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Zhaoran didn't answer his words, but looked back and smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry because I made a lot of trouble in the city." ”

"You're lying." Jiuli said coldly.

"This is the best solution, the matter started because of me, whether it is Miss Chen or Miss Chu, because of me, I have suffered an injustice, and I will end it." Zhang Zhaoran paused and said, "I'm bothering His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"You're lying." Jiuli suddenly got up, "When will you set the fire, when will you go out, what is the direction of the wind that day, and where does the fire come from?" ”

"I went out at three o'clock, and left after setting the fire, the southeast wind direction, and the fire started from Chen Zhou's bedroom." Zhang Zhaoran was categorical, "What else does Your Highness want to ask, Jing Zhaoyin will come here in a while, and I will say hello together." ”

Jiuli looked at him in a daze, "You read through the imperial calendar, you should also know that the calendar seeks heavenly justice and justice, what are you doing, do you condemn others?" ”

Scenes came to Jiu Li's mind one after another, and he stared at Zhang Zhaoran's face, trying to read something else in his tough face, even if it was a little panicked, or something else.

"How did Chen Zhou die? The brazier was only three steps away from the door, how did she die? ”

"Poisoned, I saw Miss Chu before I went out, I put the prepared medicine powder into her box, and I also sent the medicine recipe."

"How is Chen Zhou's death?"

"She was very happy to get the tonic, I saw her drink it with my own eyes, Heding Red is the best poison, and she died peacefully."

Jiuli showed a fierce light on his face, "I'm afraid you haven't seen Heding Hong, the poison used in the palace to punish the concubine, piercing the intestines and rotting the stomach, staying up for three minutes before returning to heaven, how can you be peaceful?" Zhang Zhaoran, you can't even fool me, and you still look at Jing Zhaoyin? ”

When he said this, he was speechless, and now Jing Zhaoyin didn't dare to judge Chu Wenbing, didn't dare to face Taixuefu, and didn't dare to face Su Jiuli. But what if someone comes to your door? Another one related to the entire marriage contract, what about Zhang Zhaoran, who entered Beijing alone and helpless?

Doesn't he dare to try it? Don't dare to ask?

He couldn't wait to throw this "murderer" out.

Zhang Zhaoran saw through this layer, and he dared to lie openly, because even if he said that the donkey's lips were not right, as long as he was willing to sign the confession, it would be all right.

"Do you know anything?" Jiuli asked.

Zhang Zhaoran was surprised by Jiuli's whiteness, but he still went around in circles, "I don't know what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is talking about?" ”

"Do you know the imperial history of Jiaozhou?"

"Zhou Zixin is my mentor." Zhang Zhaoran clenched his fists, his eyes full of respect.

failed the township test three times, and soared into the sky. Zhou Zixin and I are such a kind of acquaintance.

"Now I not only have the trust of my teacher, but also hurt Mrs. Chu and Miss Chu. What peace does this make in my heart? Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, since you are here, I ask you for one thing......"

"Save Chu Wenbing? That's your business, what does it have to do with me? Jiu Li looked at Zhang Zhaoran coldly, and the corners of his mouth were coldly hooked, full of mockery.

Zhang Zhaoran suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was Su Jiuli, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was known to others, and stood in front of him with anger at this time, peeling off his skin to reveal his dark heart.

He can survive in this chaotic harem and sit firmly on the throne of the crown prince.

How could he be a person who could be easily moved by his so-called emotions, in Su Jiuli's heart, whether it was Mrs. Chu or Zhang Zhaoran, they were all ministers.

But not all the ministers will be on his side.

"Zhang Zhaoran, who are you from? Whose command is it to be heard? Jiuli sat back in his chair, and his appearance casually brought great oppression to people.

Zhang Zhaoran looked at this face, it is said that His Majesty was the most handsome prince in Beijing when he was young, Su Jiuli inherited this heroic posture very well, coupled with the deep facial features of the Mobei alien race, he has the air of an emperor.

He once took the emperor's hand to the prince's mansion to hand over the matter of the Mobei delegation to Beijing, and the entrustment was actually a temptation. Now that the status between the two has flipped up, Jiu Li pinched his last wish, threatened him, and asked him which camp he was in.

"Who hits the drum?" The summons of life rose from the house, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

"Zhang Zhaoran, if you die, will that person save you?"

"Your Highness......."

"Your conviction now is not for any righteousness, it's just that you are a bad move."

"I ........"

"Zhang Zhaoran, this palace will ask you for the last time. What else did that man give you? ”

"Who hits the drum?"

"Your Highness........"

"Who hits the drum?"

Finally, under heavy oppression, Zhang Zhaoran said, "Taixue Library Building, in the triple dossier, His Highness will go and see it by himself." ”

Jiuli smiled slightly, revealing his white teeth, saluted, and said, "There is labor." ”

***

Inside the inn, under the scorched earth.

The sword pierced through the cover and slashed against Chaoling's face. Chao Ling covered Chen Zhou's mouth beside him and made a gesture of boosing.

When the group had gone away, she lifted the lid of the cellar and climbed out. This was the cellar of the inn's kitchen, and she shook off the dirt on her body and dragged Chen Zhou up.

Chen Zhou's face was already crying, and he was sick and stayed in the cellar all night, and he fell to the ground without strength, but he still couldn't help crying.

Chao Ling slowly squatted down, covering his chest, feeling his beating heart.

She didn't dare to take Chen Zhou too far, after all, she used her mana to heal Jiuli's injuries, and the punishment didn't know when it would come to her door.

"Pleiades, Pleiades." She called twice from the interior, but there was no reply, so she resigned herself to not calling again.

A fire killed Chen Zhou's parents and all the guests at the inn. Soon, someone will find out that Chen Zhou is missing inside. The group of people who came to search just now came up and flashed their blades, obviously not to save people but to kill people.

Chao Ling didn't bother to ask Chen Zhou what she knew, and dragged her out.

However, Chen Zhou was still sick and obviously couldn't run fast, and Chaoling's heavenly punishment was like a time bomb, which could detonate at any time.

She carried Chen Zhou on her back, swept over the high wall, kicked the ground on tiptoe, and landed on the long street.

But they are so disgraced and dusty that they don't need to be carved with two strange people who climb over the wall to spread throughout the market, and with the power of the masses, it is difficult to find them.

"It's all damnation anyway, so it doesn't matter if there's one more or less." Chao Ling thought to herself, and immediately pinched the trick with her hands, and the spiritual power covered her and Chen Zhou, forming a barrier and hiding the two of them.

She had never used invisibility in the Celestial Realm, and she didn't expect to use it at such a time.

She half-carried Chen Zhou, roughly discerned the direction, and headed towards Shuntianfu.

If Jiu Li's guess is right, Chen Zhou self-immolated to blame Chu Wenbing, and used her to drag Chu Taifu, so that he has no time to take care of the Jiaozhou Yushi case that has caused a lot of trouble.

Then now Chu Wenbing should be the Shuntian Mansion, waiting for the imperial court, and at this time, someone will make an obstacle to force Chu Wenbing to confess.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of Shuntian Mansion, I saw the palanquin of the Prince's Mansion.

The small sedan chair Chaoling is very familiar, and it is covered with a thin layer of brocade quilt, which is Chaoling's favorite style. She once sighed that reincarnation in the mortal world is a delicate job, even if she doesn't practice spells, she can lie down and go out every day when she is born in a rich family.

She was about to say hello to Cheng Yu when she saw Chu Wenbing wearing Jiuli's cloak and walking out of the gate of Shuntian Mansion.

The maid beside Chu Wenbing, Feiyue, was not there, she was holding Jiuli, her steps were a little staggering, and she looked much embarrassed compared to her previous appearance.

She has always been self-denying, Xu is empty on Jiuli's arm, she walks attentively, every step is like stepping on a blade.

Jiu Li lowered his eyes and earnestly helped her through that short road, which was patient and gentle as he had never been, and he was covered with a holy light, which was only enough to illuminate Chu Wenbing.

Chaoling recalled that rainy night, the dilapidated ancestral hall of the General's Mansion, and the jade pendant that was lost in front of the table of the Prince's Mansion.

Yes, Chu Wenbing is Su Jiuli's Heavenly Chosen Bai Yueguang, the story of the two of them has just begun, and she, a chaotic minister and thief, is just about to appear on the stage.

That sense of fate stuck in Chaoling's throat, and she slowly squatted down with her knees hugged, which was really a bit down.

Invisibility is available, so no one should see it.

Just a moment, she was quiet.

She sat down at the gate of the crowded Shuncheon Mansion and hid in the midst of the crowd.......

"What are you doing here? Uncomfortable? ”