Chapter 334: The Clues Can Be Seen
The north wind is biting, and everything you see is a white expanse, and in the dense plum forest, there is a group of people shuttling through it.
Qian Ming put his hands in his sleeves, the tips of his ears were red from the cold, the snow was deep, his little short legs were struggling to follow, and from a distance, he looked like a fat squirrel jumping in the snow.
A few steps away from him, there was also a man dressed in a dark beard, with long legs, walking unhurriedly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majestyβ"
The sound of the call is blown back by the wind, and it is not as loud as the sound of stepping on the snow under your feet.
Seeing that he was falling farther and farther, Qian Ming jumped forward a big step, slipped and almost slipped, but fortunately a big hand lifted him by the back collar.
Qian Ming clutched his chest and panted: "Thank you, thank you!" β
The guard next to him threw away his hand, leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Lord Waiter, what are you looking for?" I've circled this Merlin three times! β
Qian Ming shook his head with a bitter face, "You ask me, who do I ask?" You have turned three times, and I have nine threes, nine rounds! β
"Nine laps?" The guard looked confused.
Qian Ming's eyes looked at the long legs, and he was about to open his mouth to explain, but he saw the dark figure in front of him stop, and hurriedly chased forward, and before he could take a step forward, the person who was still behind him had already surpassed a few steps in the blink of an eye.
The figure of the dark figure paced around the plum tree, and the sharp white chin loomed in the soft and shiny black fox velvet, making the whole person as cold as the ice and snow on the plum, lifeless.
His dark eyes moved, "That's it." β
Just walk back neatly.
The guards bowed their heads.
Qian Ming took three breaths to stand firm, but saw a few people turn around.
This, this is going back?
"Hey, Your Majestyβ"
High dives stopped.
Qian Ming pulled out a laugh.
Gao Qian turned his face slightly, and his thick eyelashes drooped slightly, blocking the emotion in his eyes.
"Let's let the guy named Mu Yan come."
After speaking, he went straight to the Taiji Hall.
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As soon as the door of the Hanguang Hall opened, the fragrant heating came to the face, like a spring breeze, which could make the ice and snow melt.
Xianglan was about to leave the hall, and met the person who came, and was about to salute, but was stopped by waving his hand, so he stepped aside.
Gao Diving walked and looked inside, it was very quiet.
There is no main hall, and there is no side room, but it is in the room where I slept in these days, and there is the one with plum branches.
The high potential stopped at the door and did not enter immediately.
Liang Wan leaned on the desk, looking at a small yellow Yanyan flower picked up by her fingertips, not knowing what she was thinking.
Gao Qian couldn't see her expression, but he could see that she didn't care about her image and etiquette.
"What is Concubine Shu doing?"
The person lying on the desk straightened up, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes when he looked over, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.
"Wait for Your Majesty."
Liang Wan was sitting precariously and put on the notebook that had been put away before, no longer relaxed and petty.
Gao Qian's gaze fell on the small plum blossom on the desk: "See what?" β
Liang Wan said: "Huang Tong came to find the concubine, saying that Zhang Baoyue was wronged, he didn't want to harm the concubine, and he didn't kill himself, but he killed him." β
Gao Qian retracted his gaze, lifted his clothes and sat down: "Oh? What does Concubine Shu think? β
Liang Wan smiled: "The concubine thinks she is right." β
Gao Qian's eyebrows were lightly raised: "How can you see it?" β
Liang Wan put the notebook and confession letter towards him.
"Your Majesty, look at this word."
"What I saw before the lonely person sent it was indeed Zhang Baoyue's words."
Liang Wan nodded: "Your Majesty is right, the words are hers, but they may not be written by her." β
"What do you mean? Could it be that someone copied it? β
"It's not copying, it's rubbing."
"Rubbing?"
"Yes, even if it is written by the same person, you can't write exactly the same two words, not to mention how the words are written, not only related to the pen and ink, but also depends on the mentality of the pen. The real imitation is not only the shape of the handwriting, but also the heart of the writer, but the human heart is fickle, so the handwriting is also changing, so it is extremely difficult to imitate the truth. It can be rubbed differently, just rub it down. β
"If they copy, the concubine may not be able to see the clues, but this rubbing-since it is a true word, it must be a false confession."
Liang Wan pointed out to Gao Qian as she spoke, the same two words, there are subtle differences in Zhang Baoyue's handwriting, but one of the words is not bad at all from the confession.
Gao Qian stared at it.
Liang Wan said: "They originally wanted to keep a note to prove that the confession was true, but unexpectedly it became evidence to overturn the confession." β
Gao Qian bowed his head slightly, his eyes slowly moved to Liang Wan's face, and his eyes were very deep: "Concubine Shu will really know a lot." β
Yuan Shaoyu's letter, Zhao Ruxin's blood letter......
Liang Wan's heart was pounding.
She raised the corners of her mouth and scolded him: "That's natural, Ah Weng is the Taifu, and Ah Father is a sacrificial wine, these things are not less listened to, not less seen, and practicing calligraphy is a must every day, didn't Your Majesty also be forced to practice calligraphy when he was a child?" β
After Liang Wan finished speaking, she lowered her head and continued to flip through the notebook in her hand.
Sure enough, if you say too much, you will lose.
She is getting more and more exposed......
Gao Qian stared at the sneer on Liang Wan's lips that had not disappeared, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes deepened, but after a while, he looked away, and his gaze fell back on the wilted plum blossom on the desk.
The room was inexplicably quiet, and no one spoke.
After a moment, Gao Qian laughed and pulled the notebook from her hand, his voice muffled.
"Liang Wan, as long as you are willing to accompany me, what you want, I will give you, even if you can't give it, I will help you together."
Liang Wan's hands were empty, and her heart was also empty, she raised her eyes again, and Gao Qian had already lowered her head to look at the copybook.
"Even if it's not suicide, it's always a fact that she hurt you, how can she be wronged?"
He stood up and smiled playfully: "The wild man in the mountains you are looking for is here, accompany Gu to take a look." β
Liang Wan was overjoyed and wanted to get up.
Gao Qian subconsciously stretched out his hand, suddenly stopped halfway, scratched behind him without a trace, and turned around and walked out.
Liang Wan supported the case with her hands, and struggled to get up, if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't go to prison now, she would have wanted to see the old woman to ask about the solution to Gu.
In the main hall, someone was kneeling on the ground, although he looked embarrassed, but it was not as dirty and tattered as expected, and it could be seen that this was specially cleaned up before coming.
The gray hair was all pulled together, except for a few strands of broken hair in front of his forehead, which were swaying and unsightly.
Liang Wan couldn't wait to step forward, tilting her head to carefully identify it, until she saw the scar on her eyebrow bone and her eyes glowing.
"Lan Xueping?"
The head that hung down weakly was raised suddenly, and his sloppy gaze was condensed in an instant, and his eyes were full of surprise and confusion.
She trembled her lips in disbelief, "Are you calling me?" β
"Bold, dare to be rude to the mother!" Someone whispered.
Gao Qian stopped a few steps away, watched coolly, and the guard shut up.
Liang Wan didn't care about anything else at all.
The old woman wondered, "Who are you, and why do you know my name?" β
"You told me."
"Me?"
Liang Wan nodded: "Yes." β