When Li Chen opened the letter he received, he saw that although the handwriting was sloppy, it was indeed Hu Pi's handwriting.
To make sure, Li Chen ordered someone to bring in the memorial that Hu Pi had submitted before. Comparing the two, they were identical. This letter was indeed written by Hu Pi, and the evidence was conclusive.
Although he already had the answer in his heart, Li Chen still looked at the palace lady expressionlessly and asked: "Why do you carry such an important thing close to your body? It is so unreasonable and you still say that there is no false accusation or frame-up?"
With a sneer, the palace maid said: "Why should I frame him, why should I frame him?"
"Whether it is a frame-up or not, you will find out if you call my master over and ask."
Li Chen said calmly: "Take her down. No one can touch her without my order."
After several royal guards took the palace maid away, Li Chen ordered Hu Pi to be escorted to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.
While waiting for Hu Pi to be escorted over, Li Chen asked Zhao Rui next to him: "Do you think this matter has anything to do with Hu Pi?"
In the past, Li Chen would not have asked Zhao Rui this question.
But Zhao Rui's performance today impressed Li Chen. He felt that Zhao Rui might provide him with some new ideas.
Zhao Rui tilted her head and thought for a while and said, "I feel that the palace maid has no reason to deliberately frame her."
"Although that letter could be deliberately placed on someone's body to frame him, everyone knows that Hu Pipi has already been sent to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment."
"It's not good to frame anyone, but it doesn't make sense to frame someone who has already been imprisoned and lost his freedom."
"But it cannot be ruled out that the real culprit did the opposite and deliberately confuse the public, so I don't dare to say nonsense."
Li Chen smiled and said: "That's right, the thinking is very clear."
After being praised by Li Chen, Zhao Rui was overjoyed and overjoyed.
After a moment, Hu Pi was brought up.
Hu Pi, who was wearing a prison uniform and shackled on his hands and feet, had disheveled hair, his gray hair covering his filthy face, and his whole body exuded an unpleasant stench.
At this time, he was nowhere near as high-spirited as before.
He is completely like a dying old man.
Li Chen asked someone to bring the palace maid up again.
As soon as the two met, the palace maid knelt down towards Hu Pi and cried: "Sir, I deserve death. I am incompetent! I have not fulfilled your orders."
When Hu Pi saw this, he just sighed and closed his eyes without saying a word.
Li Chen already knew something in his mind when he saw this scene.
He waved his hand and asked someone to take the palace maid down again. Then Li Chen looked at Hu Pi and asked, "Why."
Hu Pi still had his eyes closed, as if he didn't even want to look at Li Chen. He said lightly: "It's death anyway, what else is there for?"
"You could have lived." Li Chen said.
"I'm fifty-five years old!"
Hu Pi finally opened his eyes. He stared at Li Chen with hatred in his eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Originally, I could have returned home and retired peacefully, but you ruined everything for me!"
Li Chen said indifferently: "It's not me who ruined everything for you, but you and your two sons."
Hu Pi laughed wildly and said: "You are a superior prince, of course everything you say is right! It is also right to kill my two sons!"
"What's wrong with them!? They just did what most officials in the world would do, but they were unlucky enough to bump into you!"
