The emperor was not in the mood to have breakfast, so he quietly followed Xu Wenliang to the inner prison's room.

The beaten little inner supervisor and the old inner prison are lying on the kang straight up, one old and one young, one high and one low, as if the old students in the opera are playing against each other.

Seeing Xu Wenliang leading the emperor over, the inner prisons in the room were all frightened, and they knelt down with a pop, and even the two who were lying on the kang to recuperate their injuries also rolled and crawled to the ground. The emperor raised his hand: "Let's all be flat, don't be so troublesome." ”

Xu Wenliang led the emperor into the Datong shop where Zhao Shangshu's body was parked, and it was extremely cold in this room. The emperor looked down at Zhao Shangshu, whose face had begun to darken, and sighed.

Seeing a few pieces under Zhao Shangshu's body*, the emperor sneered: "In the winter, what are you doing with ice cubes?"

The Emperor wanted to scold them, "Take off your pants and fart - this is too much." But when the words came to his mouth, the emperor also felt indecent, so he swallowed the words back.

"When I went back to the emperor, I told the prince that there was no ice cellar in Dali Temple, and there was no way to preserve the body, so I didn't ask the people from Dali Temple to carry it away. The eldest old supervisor said tremblingly.

What are the words? In the cold winter, are you still afraid that Zhao Shangshu's corpse will be roasted by the sun? The emperor shook his head, did Xiao Rongshen not even bother to make up a reason?

Xu Wenliang waved his hand and motioned for those internal supervisors to retreat.

The emperor looked at Xu Wenliang: "What do you want me to see?"

Zhao Shangshu's corpse was already hard, and his palm couldn't turn it over, Xu Wenliang had no choice but to turn his corpse over. The emperor frowned, it was really not enough to toss.

"The corpse is hard, is that what you said?" the Emperor asked.

Xu Wenliang shook his head, pointed to Zhao Shangshu's left palm, and said, "Your Majesty, look here." ”

The emperor glanced at it, Zhao Shangshu's palm had a strange cyan, and his skin was also a little burned. The emperor looked at Xu Wenliang in surprise: "Who did this?"

Xu Wenliang shook his head: "This little slave can't figure it out." The little slave asked those internal supervisors, and they didn't know that there was another trace in Zhao Shangshu's hand, so the little slave thought that this trace was very likely to be related to the murderer. It may be that while the small inner prison was beaten just now, everyone went to the courtyard to watch the execution, and someone entered the room and left this trace in Zhao Shangshu's palm. The little slave guessed that Zhao Shangshu must have some ulterior secret in his hands, and the murderer branded that secret away in order to hide it. ”

"Ask Dali Siqing to bring a servant into the palace, what's the use of talking so much? Will you be able to perform an autopsy, or can you judge the case?" the emperor gave him a blank look, and his imagination was quite rich.

Xu Wenliang paused for a moment: "Your Majesty, you said that you should ask him to enter the palace?"

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "If you don't let them enter the palace, do you want me to leave the palace?"

Xu Wenliang lowered his head: "Your Majesty, it's unlucky to deal with dead people all day long." Since the founding of the Great Chu Dynasty, there have been many major and important cases, but there has never been a precedent for entering the palace to reply. ”

Besides, Zhao Shangshu's dead body has been in the palace for a night, and even the dead body can stay overnight, so why can't he enter the palace? Who can be more unlucky than whom?" The emperor looked at the big bunk where the inner prisoners were sleeping, and found a clean place to sit down: "I am waiting here." ”

Xu Wenliang answered, hurried to Dali Temple, the emperor swept the room around, there was really nothing new, so he went down to the Datong shop to see the little inner prison who was beaten.

"Why were you beaten?" the Emperor asked him, looking down.

The little inner eunuch arched his head and knelt on the bed: "Back to the emperor, it's the little slave who owes his mouth and should be beaten." ”

"There are many kinds of mouth debts, what kind of mouth debts are you?" the emperor looked at him with interest.

The little inner eunuch stared at the emperor with a pair of dark eyes: "The little slave doesn't dare to say it." ”

"Alas, I forgive you for your innocence, but you say it is all right. ”

The little inner eunuch swallowed his saliva, and said boldly: "The little slave owes his mouth, and he arranged a bad story with the prince, which was heard by others, and he was dragged out and beaten. The emperor forgives the sin! The little slave no longer dares, the little slave is young and ignorant, and the little slave deserves death!"

The emperor smiled and said, "What did you choreograph and the prince?"

The little inner eunuch lowered his head: "The little slave thinks that Prince He should not install government soldiers in the palace in the name of escorting, so he ...... The little ones will never dare again. ”

It was true that this matter should not be told by an internal eunuch, but the emperor also felt that his words made sense. The emperor is the father, and the prince is the son, and the son takes over the power of Lao Tzu in the name of protecting Lao Tzu, which makes people suffocate when they hear it.

The emperor nodded: "You dare to speak, but I don't know, in front of the prince, do you dare to say this." ”

The little inner prisoner was stunned for a moment: "If you don't get beaten, the little slave dares to say." ”

The Emperor laughed loudly, and the inner eunuchs who had stood aside in fear before all breathed a sigh of relief and laughed along.

The Emperor stopped laughing and asked, "What's your name?"

The little inner supervisor bowed down: "The little slave is called Fushou." ”

"Fushou, it's a good name. The emperor looked at him: "Fushou, I have an errand to explain to you, do you dare to do it?"

The little inner eunuch raised his head and said without hesitation: "The little slave dares, but according to the emperor's orders, the little slave will never give up." ”

The emperor smiled, a person who was afraid of being beaten, actually said something that would never give up.

"I don't know what the emperor wants the little slave to do?" Fushou asked.

The emperor stroked his beard and said softly: "I want you to scold him in front of the prince." ”

......

Dali Temple Qing Wenyuan followed Xu Wenliang into the palace with a servant, and the emperor was sitting on the edge of Fushou's bed chatting with several internal eunuchs.

Wen Yuan leaned down and kowtowed: "Weichen Dali Temple Qing Wenyuan, long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”

The emperor raised his hand: "Wen Yuan, I have been waiting for you for a while, I don't believe you can ask them." ”

Wen Yuan bowed down: "Wechen has made the emperor wait for a long time, and Wechen deserves to die." ”

"Get up, I want you to bring the work, can you bring it?"

Wen Yuan glanced behind him, and the man knelt down: "The villain Huang An knocked to see the emperor." ”

The Emperor stood up: "Let's go, go inside and have a look." ”

Huang An took out a cloth bag from his arms, which was full of all kinds of autopsy tools. Wen Yuan covered his mouth: "Your Majesty, let's wait outside for news, right?"

The Emperor shook his head: "No need, I'm just here to watch." ”

Huang An half-knelt on the ground, gently sniffed Zhao Shangshu's palm, and cut a little blood with a knife, the blood in his palm turned out to be black and brown, the same color as the blood that Zhao Shangshu spit out after being poisoned.

Huang An carefully inspected Zhao Shangshu's body, and after half an hour, Huang An collected the tools. Kneeling in front of the emperor: "Your Majesty, the villain thinks that the poison in the palm of Lord Zhao is the same poison as the poison taken by Lord Zhao." ”

The palm is poisonous?, the emperor frowned.

"Before the villain came, I heard Lord Wen tell the villain about Zhao Shangshu's poisonous hair, and the villain thought that Lord Zhao should have committed suicide. ”

Xu Wenliang's eyes widened: "Can you take it accurately? What if the poison in his hand is smeared on the back of someone?"

Huang An shook his head: "Eunuch Xu, the poison that Zhao Shangshu took was refined by Taoist priests, and there are many metals such as lead and mercury, so they stick to the skin, and they will show traces over time." Judging from the experience of the villain, if this kind of poison wants to corrode the skin like this, it must be last night, and the poison will stick to the palm of the hand. ”

The emperor couldn't help but gasp: "You mean to say that Zhao Shangshu took the poison in his left hand and put it in his mouth while no one was ready, and then drank the wine brought by the crown princess?"

Huang An arched his hand: "Back to the emperor, I'm afraid that's the case." ”

Wen Yuan also said: "Maybe there is another possibility, that is, after the murderer killed Zhao Shangshu, he found an opportunity to apply poison to Zhao Shangshu's palm to make the illusion of suicide." But none of the people in the Prince's Mansion had ever touched Zhao Shangshu's body last night, so there was no chance to commit the crime. ”

"Could it be someone with the prince?" The emperor asked straight to the point, and Wen Yuan was a little confused.

In fact, Wen Yuan only said half of what he said just now, and the other half was about the prince, but he didn't dare to say it. Presumably, the emperor also understood Dao Wenyuan's concerns, so he spoke out for him.

Wen Yuan shook his head: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that Prince He cannot be the mastermind of this matter. Last night's situation, Wei Chen saw it with his own eyes, and the prince did not have the slightest chance to be poisoned, and when the crown princess toasted, the pot of wine poured, the princess and the prince both drank, if he was poisoned, I am afraid that the prince and the princess would not escape death. Weichen also checked afterwards, and the pot of wine was not poisonous at all. So. Weichen thought that the reason why Prince He had such a big reaction was that he just wanted to take the opportunity to bring down the crown princess. ”

The emperor stroked his beard and pointed at Wen Yuan: "So, you also think that Zhao Shangshu committed suicide and blamed the crown princess?"

Wen Yuan responded: "Your Majesty, according to Weichen's opinion, this is the case. Zhao Shangshu is indeed ruthless, but he is really not smart enough. He must have been a prominent figure like him, even if he wanted to kill someone with poison, he had never been contaminated with poison himself, so he didn't know what kind of marks this poison would leave on his skin. Such a case is very simple, and it only takes a moment for the servants to solve the case, presumably Lord Zhao did not take these into account. ”

The Emperor snorted and said disapprehantly, "I know it's me." ”

Huang An said again: "Back to the emperor, the villain still has a bold conjecture, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

The Emperor nodded: "I forgive you for your innocence, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Huang An said loudly: "Your Majesty, Weichen guesses that Lord Zhao prepared this poison, and at first he probably didn't want to poison himself, but wanted to poison the crown princess. ”

The emperor's body trembled: "What did you say?"

Huang Anzheng said: "The villain once heard Lord Wen say that at the beginning, Zhao Shangshu was going to toast to the crown princess, and the villain thought that at this time, Zhao Shangshu's palms had already been coated with medicine. No matter who handed over a glass of wine, Zhao Shangshu had a chance to stick the poison to the rim of the cup. If the crown princess accepted the toast, then it should be the crown princess who died now. ”