Stepping out of the boudoir, Fu Heng still felt something was wrong and went to Xiaohu's side. "She is emotionally unstable now. If anything happens, I will send someone to Wuying Palace at any time. I will stay in the palace overnight today." Xiaohu looked into the room and said.
My master who doesn’t pay attention, “Thank you, sir, for your trouble.”
When Hongli heard the news of the death in the palace, he was already suspicious. He received a letter from Fu Heng early in the morning. He just wished he could finish the affairs at hand in an instant and rush back to the capital. When he was agitated, there happened to be a lewd Lengtou.
Qing asked for an audience outside, and an impatient voice said, "Who is outside!" Xiao Yunzi hurriedly agreed, "Returning to the master is because of the filial piety of the county magistrate." Hongli pushed aside the paper on the case and said, "Xuan!" Wang Zhixian came to see him.
At this time, he was not as submissive as the other officials. Instead, he straightened his back and brushed his official robe to greet Prince Bao. Hongli looked up and saw that although his official uniform was neat, it was old-fashioned and his pair of official boots were still old.
The shoes were of an old style three years ago, and the soles could be seen to be worn out, so the annoyance in my heart disappeared a lot, "As a county magistrate, why do you want to see me?"
Wang Zhixiao: "I have some countermeasures to stabilize the price of salt." Hongli smiled and thought he was just a newborn calf. "What a big tone. I have been discussing with the governor for several days but there is no good solution. Can you do it?"
?" He was still neither humble nor arrogant, "As long as the prince delegates power and lowers his authority, within half a day, the prince will be able to see a clear salt market!" Hongli was distressed that he could not return to Beijing because of the delay in the salt case, so he thought about it for a moment and then agreed.
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As soon as night fell, Yutang took her baggage and Xiaohu and sneaked out from the corner gate, all the way to the dry well of Jingyang Palace. Xiaohu split the wooden board in the well with a sword, and threw a few stones down casually. There was no response for a long time.
"Master, please go down as a slave, just in case there is something down there..." Yutang quickly tied the rope around his waist, "No, you are a practitioner and your physical strength is better than mine. You will pull me up in a while. Don't worry.
I will be more cautious." Seeing her going down the well and disappearing into the darkness, Xiao Hu's heart was full of worry, "Master must be well, why haven't you come yet..."
I don't know how long it took until a pungent turbid air surged up, and her toes touched the uneven ground underneath. Yutang lit the fire that had been prepared. The place where the fire touched was covered with green moss, and there were layers of green moss under her feet.
She slowly and tentatively moved her body among the rocks, wood, and mud. The soles of her shoes left footprints where they stepped, exuding dense water vapor, making the smell of decay even heavier. Suddenly, her feet slipped, and her whole body fell onto the pile of rocks.
, there were mud stains all over her dress, "It's okay..." Yutang fumbled for the fire stick that was pressed under her body, took it out and lit it. A weak fire ignited, and the scene where she fell made her almost nauseous.
He curled up and retreated to the corner, hugging his knees tightly, burying his head between his knees and refusing to raise his head. There were constant rustling sounds around him, and groups of rats were scurrying around, seeming to attack his sleeves whenever there was an opportunity.
Getting out of the cage made Yutang feel cold all over.
"Yutang..." "Fu Heng...is that you?" The familiar shout was like a life-saving straw. Fu Heng came closer and squatted in front of her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, let's look for it together..." Yutang settled down.
Xinshen stood up holding the corners of his sleeves and whispered, "There are a lot of mice here, let's look for them elsewhere!" Fu Heng protected her behind him, picked up a wooden stick and stepped forward to push away the stones step by step.
He pried down to the place where the rats were densest and said, "Don't move. I think if there is something shady at the bottom of the well, the most suspicious place would be here." The round skull gradually emerged from the mud, and soon a complete skull appeared.
The skeleton was dug out. Yutang covered her mouth in disbelief, "This is..."
"Three years ago, noble Rui of Jingyang Palace had an affair with a guard. When the two eloped, the guard was shot dead by random arrows, but noble Rui disappeared. I was also in the Xiaoqi camp at the time. Everyone in the palace said that she had escaped.
But the guards on all sides are so tight, it is simply a dream to get out." Yutang realized at this time, "So, this skeleton should be Rui Guiren, then Concubine Xi, my aunt, and Jin
The hairpin is related to her death!" Fu Heng nodded, "If it can be proven that the blood stains on the gold hairpin are hers, then... I think the cause of Concubine Qian's death will be revealed." Yutang took out the gold hairpin in her arms.
, "I have a way. There was a famous doctor in the Tang Dynasty who dropped blood into the bones to identify relatives. We can also follow the example of the ancients." After saying this, he used the accumulated water in the ancient well to melt the blood on the hairpin and dripped it on the bones. "Noble Rui, I have offended you.
"Within a moment, the blood droplets melted into the bones, forming dark red spots, like shed tears of blood.
The two of them were thinking about whether to take the bones away from here. The ropes around their waists suddenly tightened, and stones were thrown from the well mouth. Fu Heng said, "No, something happened up there!"