After the Zhenbei Hou complained for a while, before Yu Wenhao's patience was almost worn out, he started talking.
"That day, I was scolded by the Taifu. I was so angry that I went to settle the score with Prince An. Now that I think about it, he told me in a sinister manner that day that the Crown Princess pushed Concubine Hu and deliberately led me to cause trouble. Now, I think of it.
He is really vicious. I seriously suspect that he injured Princess An and then framed it on me. Prince, you have to check this. It is absolutely possible..." Yu Wenhao interrupted him, "Don't guess.
, you just tell me what happened, I don’t have that much time to spend with you. After asking for your confession, I have to go into the palace to investigate, so please tell me quickly."
Zhenbei Hou said dissatisfiedly: "This is a reasonable suspicion. When you handle the case, you should boldly speculate and verify carefully."
He glanced at Yu Wenhao secretly and saw that he seemed to be impatient, so he did not dare to change the topic and continued: "I had an argument with him, and I wanted to beat him, but later he was
He pulled away and was scolded. I was angry and worried about Concubine Hu, but I didn't dare to go to Suxin Palace. I was afraid of making you angry, so I just blew the wind alone in the imperial garden, so I could scream.
Clear your mind."
He swallowed his saliva, moved his position, and continued: "It's just that it's really boring in the imperial garden, and the wind is strong, which makes my head hurt. I happened to see the curtains falling in the pavilion, so I thought about going inside.
I sat down to straighten it out, but as soon as I walked up the stone steps, I saw the wind blowing over and lifting a crack in the curtain. I saw a red skirt inside and the woman's embroidered shoes. I knew what was inside.
There was someone there, so he turned around again, and then wandered back to the area outside Suxin Palace. He heard from Suxin Palace that Concubine Hu had given birth to a stillborn fetus... Bah, bah, bah, it wasn't a stillbirth now, but at that time
Indeed, I was very sad when I heard this, so I went in to see the emperor. The emperor did not want to see me, so he asked me to wait outside. It was not until the emperor went to Wanyuan that I went to sit in the Suxin Hall.
, and then not long after, Na Fusu came and said that he asked me to go to Shang Fangsi to ask questions. He had a questioning tone and said that he came with an order. I got angry and quarreled with him for a few words, and he said
I asked people to take action, but I was so angry that I started to fight with them. I was angry for a moment and didn't really want to hit them, so in the end I just took advantage of the situation and asked them to take it?
If they really want to take action, these turtles and grandsons are no match for me. In the end, they were caught by Shang Fangsi and slapped without saying a word. It is really unlucky. Fu Su is a scoundrel, and I must deal with him.
..." Yu Wenhao interrupted him quickly and asked the key point, "Then the Marquis saw that there seemed to be someone in the Shangxian Yue Pavilion. Besides embroidered shoes and a skirt, what else did he see?
Is there blood on the ground?
This is very important, you have to think clearly."
The Marquis of Zhenbei heard that it was very serious, so he tried his best to think about it, but he was a little depressed, "I didn't see it clearly. At that glance, I knew that there was someone inside, so I immediately turned around and added the skirt
It's red, and I really can't tell if there's blood on the ground."
"Red skirt."
Yu Wenhao asked the master, "Does the file submitted by Shang Fangsi contain any description of the color of the clothes Princess An wore?"
The master flipped through it, shook his head and said, "No."
Yu Wenhao thought about it for himself. He might have seen Princess An that day, but he didn't pay attention to it, and he couldn't remember what color clothes she was wearing.
The Marquis of Zhenbei seemed a little uneasy now and asked Yu Wenhao, "Does the Emperor believe that I am innocent?"
Yu Wenhao looked at him and said, "Didn't you say that my father has always had a problem with you?
Does it have any impact on the matter whether my father believes in you or not?
As long as you haven't done it, you are innocent."
Marquis Zhenbei said unhappily: "I have never done anything and I am innocent, but aren't I still here for interrogation at this moment?
It's really unlucky, I don't know who's bad luck will spread to..." As he spoke, he glanced at Yu Wenhao secretly, knowing that he had made a mistake, so he did not dare to say any more.
But Yu Wenhao couldn't tolerate his ulterior motives, "Don't try to involve the Crown Princess, otherwise I won't be able to help you. This matter has nothing to do with the Crown Princess. On the contrary, she saved Concubine Hu and the tenth prince.
If you still don't know right from wrong, no one can help you."
The Marquis of Zhenbei hurriedly pulled Yu Wenhao's sleeve and said pitifully: "I have no intention of blaming the Crown Princess, but this incident started because of her. Now everyone does not believe me, just because I and Mr. An Wang
A fight broke out."
Yu Wenhao was too lazy to tell him and told the master to pack up and leave.
The Marquis of Zhenbei was very helpless. He knew that he had a bad mouth, acted arrogantly, and offended many people. No one would stand up to help him now, but what should he do?
Could it be that he really ate this mute mouth?
After Yu Wenhao went out, he asked someone to find Gu Si and ask Princess An what clothes she wore last night.
Captain Gao came in and said that Zhenbeihou's mother was here and wanted to see Zhenbeihou.
Since the Marquis of Zhenbei was only suspected and not prohibited from visiting, Yu Wenhao was sure.
The old lady brought trauma medicine and food. She thought she was going to see her son in the prison, but she didn't know that he was not locked up. He was only placed in the wing of the back office and served delicious food. The old lady immediately ordered
The maid left the food at the door.
What the Marquis of Zhenbei feared the most was his old mother. Seeing her angry and sad look, he couldn't bear it. He knelt in front of his old mother and kept defending that he was innocent.
The old lady slapped her away and said angrily: "Of course my mother knows that you have never done this. My mother beat you because you were impulsive and reckless. You first yelled at the princess in the palace, then quarreled with King An and then started fighting with the imperial army.
You are the best in the world, right?
You are already a grandpa, and you are not even a little calm, like an irritable young man. Sooner or later you will cause trouble for the queen."
Marquis Zhenbei almost burst into tears when he heard that his mother believed him, but he also regretted his recklessness and impulsiveness. He had really offended many people, and the retribution would come soon.
After the old lady criticized him, she asked him to get up to see his injury. Zhenbei Hou was embarrassed, and the old lady said angrily: "You were born by me, what's the point of being embarrassed?
I warn you, if you can walk out of Jingzhao Mansion safely this time, you have to thank the prince and the princess. I went to the palace to see the empress this morning. The princess heard about you and immediately told you
You won’t do this. You must live up to the trust others have placed in you and cooperate with the prince in investigating the case."
When the Marquis of Zhenbei heard this, he was a little surprised, "The Crown Princess really said that?"
"That's what I'm saying. You have offended someone before. They have clear grievances and don't care about you. They still want to believe that you are innocent. Look at your big heart. You always look down on women. Now you don't have the magnanimity of a woman.
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Zhenbei Hou lay tremblingly on the bed. His mother looked at the wounds on his buttocks and legs. Hearing what he said, he felt very uncomfortable. "Mom, you are right, I am just a bastard."
A word of trust, to him now, is like a ray of charcoal fire in the cold winter months. Although it has no effect on the overall situation, it can make him remember it for a lifetime.