"Well!" Yuan Qing tiptoed and kissed him, "You still need him to speak for you in front of your father about your reinstatement, so if necessary, say a few more good words."
Yu Wenhao smiled, "When did you learn to flatter?"
Yuan Qingling sighed softly, "I can keep your people, but I can't keep your heart. I know you care about the Yamen. Anyway, you won't lose anything if you say a few good words. Others will like to hear them, and you can also make them happy.
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"You are the roundworm in my stomach." Yu Wenhao really couldn't let go of the Yamen. It wasn't that he was very dedicated, but there were people in the Yamen who needed to be careful.
Yuan Qingling stood at the door and watched him leave. His white cloak was almost the same color as the snow. She looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes were still flying. It was really beautiful, but it blocked the sunlight, which made people feel inexplicable.
Shadow.
The stove was lit in the study and it was very warm.
Chu Shoufu was wearing a black floral robe with a dark sea of clouds pattern. The black cloak was placed on the armrest next to the Arhat bed. He was wearing brocade boots with the same pattern of sea of clouds. He was holding a cup of ginger that Aunt Xi had just served.
Juicy red date tea, blowing on it, and then slowly took a sip. The heat lingered up, hazy his thin face, and blocked the sharp light in his eyes.
Aunt Xi was originally going to wait outside, but Chu Shoufu said it was windy outside and asked her to sit next to her, saying that it was just a simple conversation and there was no situation where anyone could not listen.
After Yu Wenhao came in, Grandma Xi got up and poured him ginger juice and red date tea.
Chu Shoufu looked at the contents of his own cup, then looked at the full cup in Yu Wenhao's cup, then he drank more than half of the cup in one breath without caring about scalding it, and said: "Give me some more."
Aunt Xi took it over and refilled his cup. He took the teapot in one hand, placed it on the small table next to it, and said, "Put it aside."
Yu Wenhao said: "The chief assistant came here today to ask about the case?"
Chu Shoufu put down the cup, put his hands in his wide sleeves, raised his eyelids slightly, and the light flew over vaguely, "Well, did she do anything before she died?"
Yu Wenhao didn't hide anything, and said: "I'm sorry, I said everything was ordered by the chief assistant."
The first assistant looked calm, but Grandma Xi was completely shocked and looked at Yu Wenhao intently, "She said that?"
Yu Wenhao said: "That's right, Fu Cheng is recording it next to him."
"But I didn't see this confession." The first assistant said calmly.
"I asked Fu Cheng to tear it up." Yu Wenhao said.
The chief assistant looked at him and said meaningfully: "Why?"
Yu Wenhao said: "The confession is untrue."
The first assistant asked: "Why does the prince judge that the confession is untrue? Can you infer the character? I don't seem to have any character."
Yu Wenhao retorted, "The first assistant is self-aware, but it has nothing to do with her character. Her confession is suspected of misleading. I don't accept it because it is based on my experience in judging cases and has nothing to do with anything else."
Chu Shoufu nodded, "Although what you said is not convincing, from my point of view, it is beneficial to me. Apart from identifying me, she didn't say anything else?"
Yu Wenhao shook his head, "She only said so much about the case."
"In other words, the prince has no clue about the people behind the scenes?"
Yu Wenhao's clear face was filled with deep thought, "Not really, there are clues, but no evidence."