Outside the Changle Palace.
A carriage came slowly.
Although he was incognito, no matter how low-key the Tian family trip was, the guards lurking in the dark protected this inconspicuous carriage.
Inside the carriage.
The young emperor said indifferently, "West Jiangnan Circuit, what's the situation over there?"
In the corner, the old eunuch lowered his head.
"Going back to His Majesty, in the sealed land of Demon Saint, the commotion is getting louder and louder, the earth veins are surging, and several counties have been affected by the disaster."
"However, General Headquarters responded quickly. Most of the elites in the division have been dispersed. The commander-in-chief and the left and right Demon Suppression Bureau are taking the lead, and there are several Gold Robe who are in charge. I want to come..."
The old eunuch paused and considered his words.
"It shouldn't be able to make big waves."
When the emperor heard this, he just snorted coldly.
"It's best if you can't afford it."
There was a brief silence in the carriage.
There is only the sound of wheels running over bluestone slabs.
A long time.
The emperor suddenly said, "That's right."
"Then what is the current regulation of Jiang Xun's case?"
The old eunuch's heart skipped a beat and he looked embarrassed.
Although His Majesty hasn't been mentioned in the past few days.
But as a personal eunuch, how could he not know that this matter has always been on His Majesty's mind.
Especially after that Inspector Jiang returned to Beijing.
"This..."
The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly. "Huh?"
The old eunuch plopped down on his knees on the soft cushions of the carriage.
"His Majesty Calm down!"
"It's not that the slave didn't report the knowledge. It's really... it's Lord Wei's side..."
The old eunuch gritted his teeth, and with the mentality of a dead Daoist friend rather than a poor Daoist, he simply told everything, "According to reports from his subordinates, Lord Wei suppressed many clues from the very beginning."
"Oh?"
A strange look flashed in the emperor's eyes.
This actually surprised him.
When the original report was handed over, it was said that Vice Minister of Rites colluded with Demon to cause trouble in the palace. He just thought it was an ordinary officialdom strife, or that he was really obsessed with Demon.
After all.
He is just a third-grade civil servant, so how can he be worthy of his personal intervention?
If it hadn't been for that girl named Jiang Yuechu appearing out of nowhere and causing such a big commotion.
He wouldn't even ask more about it.
At first I was a little confused as to why the case took so long.
I didn't expect that someone like Wei Wenda would do such a thing...
"That's all."
"Since Wei Wenda has to drag it out despite so much pressure, there must be something fishy about this case."
"Jiang Xun may not have much ability, but I have to say that the most right thing he did in his life was to give birth to a good daughter."
The image of the girl appeared in the emperor's mind, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Seventeen-year-old Ink-Dotting.
It even has the terrifying combat power of reverse-slashing Lotus-Planting.
Such talent, such luck.
"With such a talented and beautiful woman, if I could chill her heart, it would seem that I have no tolerance for others."
"That being the case..."
"Then I will check for her myself."
"If this Jiang Xun was really framed and suffered unjust injustice..."
The emperor squinted his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"I will restore his innocence, which can be regarded as selling that girl a favor."
"Pass on my oral message."
The emperor straightened his regular clothes and spoke calmly.
"Change to Court of Judicial Review Imperial Prison."
The old eunuch suddenly raised his head, his face full of astonishment.
"His Majesty... You have to go to that filthy place yourself..."
"What nonsense?"
The emperor gave him a sideways glance.
"Yes... yes!"
The old eunuch quickly opened the curtain and whispered a few instructions to the coachman outside.
The carriage slowly turned a corner and drove towards the west of the city.
Sit back in the corner again.
The old eunuch secretly glanced at the emperor who was concentrating with his eyes closed, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
Be good...
This Jiang Yuechu is really Jane in the Emperor's heart.
His Majesty actually went to that gloomy and unlucky place to overturn his father's case for her sake?
From now on in Capital City, who will dare to mess with this little ancestor?
Court of Judicial Review, Imperial Prison.
Even though the sun is shining brightly outside, it's still bitingly cold here.
The torches on the wall crackled, and the dim yellow light could only illuminate a small area.
Wei Wenda, wearing a scarlet robe and a solemn face, stopped in front of a special cell.
Unlike other cells, which were dirty and messy, this cell was dark and dark, but it was kept quite clean and even had a simple desk set up.
But at this moment, the figure in front of the desk was motionless with his back to the iron railing.
"How?"
Wei Wenda withdrew his gaze and looked at the jailer who was standing by.
The jailer had a sad face and shook his head helplessly.
"Sir, it's still the same."
"I ate the food that was brought in, and read the book, but... I refused to spit out a single word."
Speaking of this, the jailer hesitated to speak.
He was also feeling very depressed.
This is Imperial Prison, not an inn.
Whoever enters this place has to peel off a layer of skin before they are willing to speak?
It's better now.
Not only must a confession be obtained, but the prisoner must also be treated with courtesy, and even good food and drink must be provided.
If you just ask with one mouth, what can you ask?
Do you expect the prisoner's conscience to find out?
"Sir, please forgive me for speaking bluntly."
The jailer gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "It's not an option to waste it like this. If the pressure from above is tight..."
"Okay."
Wei Wenda waved his hand, interrupting his complaint.
"I know what I'm doing, please step back first."
"... Yes."
The jailer did not dare to say anything, bowed and bowed, and retreated into the darkness with the two jailers.
Wei Wenda was the only one left in the corridor.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the thin back inside through the iron bars.
A long time.
A long sigh sounded outside the deathly silent cell.
"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang... why are you doing this?"
The figure in the cell did not look back.
It was as if he didn't hear this former classmate's sigh at all.
Wei Wenda is not annoyed either.
This scene has happened countless times in the past six months.
He rubbed his swollen brows, and his previous guesses resurfaced in his mind.
Demon was in chaos in the palace, Consort Ming died tragically, and Princess was lost.
It happened that Jiang Xun appeared outside Consort Ming's bedroom that night, and that Bluebird Dragon Pattern Pendant happened to be hidden in the study.
Coupled with the terrifying talent shown by Jiang Yuechu now...
All the clues connect together.
Maybe...
Is that girl really the lost Princess?
But if so.
Why, Jiang Xun refuses to speak?
As long as you tell the truth, as long as you can prove that girl's life experience.
For the sake of the royal family's face, and for the lost dragon species.
His Majesty will never punish him, even... this is still wealth that pours out of the sky!
Is it possible...
Are the rumors from the early years true?
Think of this.
Wei Wenda's heart skipped a beat.
If so, everything would be explained.
"Report--!!!"
Just then.
A burst of rapid footsteps broke the silence of Imperial Prison.
A jailer ran in a panic from the end of the corridor, his face turned pale, and he didn't even bother to hold up the hat on his head.
"My lord! My lord!"
"Why are you panicking?"
Wei Wenda frowned and turned around with some displeasure.
"Come... come..."
"Who's coming?"
"Your Majesty...His Majesty!"
The jailer swallowed and said quickly, "His Majesty arrived incognito, and now... now he has entered the Imperial Prison gate!"