flstandardbreds Chapter 128 The Cold-blooded Supervisor of the East Factory vs. the Vicious Aunt in the Deep Palace
Chapter 128 The Cold-blooded Supervisor of the East Factory vs. the Vicious Aunt in the Deep Palace
Yingsi thought about it seriously and replied:
"We'll talk about it on that day. Even if you don't testify, those who want to silence you have no intention of letting you go. Now we can only trust that you can solve this case as soon as possible and arrest all those people. This way, we won't have to worry about anything."
Lady Jin sighed and nodded.
Zhang Leqing and Wei Xuanzhi chatted for a long time, and finally ended with Zhang Leqing respectfully watching them leave.
Yingsi opened the car window and looked in. There was nothing unusual on Wei Xuanzhi's face, so he must have accepted Zhang Leqing's surrender.
After passing Lianzhou, the road to Chuzhou is smooth.
All the assassins were isolated outside Lianzhou City.
After walking for half a month, I finally saw the boundary sign of Chuzhou.
"Aunt Yingsi, I'll be entering the city soon."
The factory messenger outside reminded.
Yingsi opened the car window and took a look. Compared with Lianzhou, Chuzhou seemed more prosperous. When entering the city, one could see the hustle and bustle of the city. The pedestrians were dressed in a more elegant manner or talked and laughed in a more generous manner.
The difference was that as soon as they entered the city, officials came to greet them with smiles on their faces.
The carriage slowly stopped and someone in front of us could be heard bowing.
"Your Highness the Governor is here to welcome us." The uniform voices sounded like there were quite a few officials involved.
Yingsi lifted the carriage curtain and took a look. Wei Xuanzhi was still sitting on the horse, but there was a man kneeling on the ground in front of him.
"You gentlemen have so many spies. You came as soon as I stepped into the city gate." Wei Xuanzhi said sarcastically.
The kneeling people looked at each other, then pushed one of the officials to stand up and answer.
"Your Excellency has worked hard on the journey. I and the others have already prepared a dinner in the mansion. Please come in and rest for a while."
Wei Xuanzhi loosened the reins, glanced coldly at the officials on the ground, and then curled his lips: "Since you are so sincere, it is difficult for me to refuse. Then please lead the way, Lord Song."
Hearing this, all the people kneeling on the ground stood up with smiles on their faces.
"It is our honor that Your Excellency has the honor of showing us the favor."
"My Lord, please leave quickly. You must have had a hard time on this journey."
The carriage began to shake again.
Yingsi frowned in some confusion. There were so many officials, and it was very likely that some of them knew Lady Jin. How could he agree on the spot?
Mrs. Jin obviously knew that her situation was difficult, and she pulled Yingsi's sleeve with some concern.
Yingsi patted her hands to calm her down, then took out the veil she had prepared from her bag and put it on her.
"My Lord has his own ideas. You can just stay with me."
Lady Jin nodded, her eyes still a little flustered.
After an incense stick of time, the carriage stopped again.
Wei Xuanzhi's voice came from outside.
"My Lords, it is not proper to hold a banquet in a private residence."
"You are joking, sir. Banquets are held in government offices only for official business. Today we are just holding a welcoming banquet for you, sir, so it is naturally held in a private residence. Besides, the government office has many rules and regulations, and it is always not as comfortable as home, don't you think?"
Wei Xuanzhi didn't respond, but just looked up at the house number.
"Song, mansion." He paused and looked at the leading official: "Sir Song, you are doing well. This mansion is bigger than that of a third-rank official in the capital."
Song Zhihui smiled awkwardly and explained, "Since there are many people in my family, we naturally need a more spacious house, but it is definitely not as good as the houses in the capital."
Wei Xuanzhi snorted and laughed, his emotion undetectable.
Song Zhihui turned his eyes and looked at the carriage following behind, and said, "Sir, I don't know who is sitting in the carriage. We are having a banquet today, please invite them to come down as well."
they?
Yingsi raised her eyebrows. Lord Song really had investigated them thoroughly and even knew how many people were in the carriage.
Wei Xuanzhi's face turned cold, he glanced back, and said calmly: "The little maid in the palace, I will send her back to Chuzhou to find her relatives, so she doesn't need to enter the mansion."
After saying that, he dismounted and slowly walked to the carriage.
Yingsi had been listening to the noise outside and knew that it was Wei Xuanzhi coming, so she quickly lifted a corner of the curtain.
Wei Xuanzhi paused as he was about to lift the curtain, then put his hand back behind his back, looking at her calmly.
"I promised to take you to Chuzhou. Now that we are here, you can go and look for it yourself."
Song Zhihui interrupted from behind and said, "I wonder if the young lady knows where her home is. I can send someone to take her home."
"No need."
Yingsi stared at Wei Xuanzhi for a moment, trying to see something from his eyes, but found nothing.
So he could only smile and nod: "Thank you for escorting me all the way."
As she was about to take Jin Niangzi out of the car, Wei Xuanzhi blocked her way.
"You leave alone."
Lady Jin looked at Yingsi with some fear. Yingsi wanted to say something, but when she saw the officials behind her listening with their ears perked up, she shut up.
"Yes."
It was rare for her to be so obedient, so Wei Xuanzhi winked at the factory clerk beside him, and the clerk walked over to her.
"I'll take the girl to the inn."
Yingsi glanced at the plaque of the Song Mansion thoughtfully, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.
Wei Xuanzhi watched her walk away, his eyes moved, and the factory servant behind him consciously drove the carriage in the opposite direction.
Song Zhihui was about to say something when Wei Xuanzhi walked in with his hands behind his back.
Song Zhihui had no choice but to follow in with a smile. He winked at the guard next to him, and the man bowed and retreated.
The factory messenger who sent Yingsi took her to the designated inn and left, leaving her no time to ask anything.
I could only stay in the inn first.
She doesn't know martial arts, so she would be a burden if she follows along. Today is the Hongmen Banquet, and since Wei Xuanzhi has decided to go, he must have made some preparations.
Forget it, she won’t get involved for the time being, it’s more important to do the business.
In addition to finding relatives, there are also things that the Queen has instructed me to do.
The queen wanted to find a woman, who was said to be a maid in the house of the prefect of Chuzhou. She was hunted down after discovering the secret of the prefect's family. Later, she disfigured herself and barely survived by hiding her identity.
She has only returned to Chuzhou in the last two years. The Queen hopes that she can find out what happened that year. If there is evidence, she will bring her back to the capital to overturn the case for the Gu family.
In fact, Yingsi felt that this was basically impossible. Not to mention whether the person could be brought back to the capital safely, even if he went to the capital, who would be willing to anger the emperor for a case that happened more than 20 years ago?
There are dozens of people there. If they really overturn the verdict, wouldn't it be blatantly going against the emperor?
But since she's here now, even if she can't bring the person back, she, as the author, has to know some details.
The address only listed the woman's residence, and it was said that she was now working as a laundry woman in a certain mansion.
After asking for the place along the way, Yingsi frowned deeply as he looked at the familiar mansion in front of him.
"Honestly, I don't believe this isn't a plot you arranged."
System: No, the plot was originally arranged like this, but the host did not describe this part in detail in the original book, so the plot will connect autonomously according to its own logic.
"Song, Mansion." Yingsi looked at the address in his hand speechlessly, then looked up at the plaque, feeling uncomfortable.
Everyone has to revolve around the male protagonist.