Li Longji paid attention to it, and Gao Lishi naturally did not dare to neglect him.
Because the incident was sensitive and involved, and the emperor was unwilling to make it public, Gao Lishi did not dare to blatantly interrogate anyone, so he could only summon the palace maids and chamberlains under various names and enter the forbidden garden for questioning.
However, as time goes by, the parties will eventually become suspicious.
On this day, Yang Yuhuan took his maids and entered the back garden angrily.
The musicians and musicians in the palace troupe were playing Dharma music under the command of the music commander.
Li Longji held the gongchi music score, listened carefully to the music, and kept explaining something to the music officials around him.
Yang Yuhuan, with a frosty face, walked up to Li Longji. He didn't even bother to salute, and asked loudly: "What does Sanlang mean?"
Li Longji raised his head and saw that the person coming was Yang Yuhuan. He was startled for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "What a shame in shouting."
Yang Yuhuan ignored others and asked with raised eyebrows: "What kind of behavior do you have? Sanlang still knows the word "Xunli"?
The generals of the music camp, the music officials, and many musicians and musicians were all at a loss when they saw the imperial concubine getting angry and stopped moving.
Gao Lishi, who was standing next to Li Longji, winked at the attendant beside him.
Not long after, other people waiting were kicked out one after another.
Yang Yuhuan said to Li Longji: "In these days, my personal maids and female officials have been called for questioning one after another, and Sanlang doesn't know it!"
Li Longji had no expression on his face and said nothing, but he knew about it by default.
Seeing this, Yang Yuhuan became even more angry and said loudly: "What mistake did Yuhuan make that led Sanlang to interrogate the slaves around me?"
Li Longji hesitated and replied: "You should know what you did."
Yang Yuhuan was furious: "Do you know this? This is heart-breaking. Yuhuan doesn't understand. Why don't you save yourself the effort of guessing and ask the saint to explain it clearly!"
Li Longji also felt a little angry in his heart, and shouted: "Someone in the palace came to accuse you of not abiding by women's conduct and hooking up with others outside the wall."
When Yang Yuhuan heard this, he was so angry that he trembled all over. He gritted his silver teeth and shouted: "Where do you get this embarrassment from, spitting blood and slandering my innocence? Is there any real evidence?!"
Li Longji: "There is a maid in Xingqing Palace..."
When Yang Yuhuan heard this, he was shaken. He looked at Li Longji with disbelief and asked: "Yuhuan and Sanlang have seen strong winds and waves, and survived countless disasters... Sanlang didn't trust his concubines, but he
Do you believe the one-sided words of a cheap servant?!"
Li Longji felt a little embarrassed and wanted to defend something, but he didn't know how to start.
Yang Yuhuan covered her chest, her tears streaming down uncontrollably, and she said sadly: "Yuhuan was originally Princess Shou and was favored by His Majesty, so she was willing to become a Taoist monk and then enter the palace. Along the way, the world has only said
The emperor is so passionate, who has ever thought about Yuhuan's situation?"
"The watery Yanghua, the lustful Emperor, all the unpleasant words, all the sharp accusations, Yuhuan silently endured it. From the beginning to the end, he just trusted His Majesty, but never had any regrets in his heart. In the end, Sanlang turned out to be a maid in the first palace.
I hate Yuhuan."
Yang Yuhuan's words came from the bottom of his heart and made people sigh. Li Longji also lowered his head and sighed.
Gao Lishi on the side was sighing with emotion, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw several servants coming to the entrance of the garden. They were stopped there by the palace guards, who looked anxious and were talking about something.
Li Longji comforted Yang Yuhuan with his kind words and ordered his servants to send him back to Xingqing Palace, while he sat down in a daze.
Gao Lishi saw that the servants at the entrance of the garden still did not leave, but their faces became increasingly anxious.
Feeling strange in his heart, Gao Lishi confessed to Li Longji, then walked to the entrance of the garden and asked the servants, "What's going on?"
The servants were covered in sweat and their faces were pale. The leader said to Gao Lishi with a trembling voice: "General, something happened, something happened!"
Gao Lishi was dissatisfied and shouted: "What happened?!"
The leader shrank his head and lowered his voice and said: "In the early morning of this morning, the palace prison was inspecting the prison... The servant named Xiuchuan tied up a long rope with a piece of underwear late last night and committed suicide!"
Gao Lishi opened his eyes wide, his body trembled, and his breathing slowed down for half a beat.
When Gao Lishi came to his senses, he quickly asked the waiter: "Dead? Just like this?!"
The chamberlain nodded and said: "Beside the body of the sinful servant, there is a blood letter written on paper made from a man's robe."
Gao Lishi felt deeply uneasy in his heart and said quickly: "Where is the blood book?"
The servant behind him carefully took out a wooden box, opened the lid, and took out the blood-stained piece of cloth inside.
Gao Lishi took the blood book, took a deep breath, opened it and only glanced at it. His face changed drastically in an instant, and his hands couldn't stop shaking.
Putting the blood letter solemnly back into the wooden box, Gao Lishi was silent for a long time as heaven and man were at war in his heart.
There was deathly silence all around. The servants first looked at Gao Lishi, and then looked at each other, and no one dared to speak. Finally, Gao Lishi closed his eyes and sighed softly: "What a disaster, what a disaster."
After finishing speaking, Gao Lishi picked up the wooden box, walked into the entrance of the garden, and walked slowly towards the emperor with heavy steps.
In the evening of that day, an edict was issued from the palace.
Concubine Yang was forbidden to enter the palace, and was not allowed to go out, write letters, or visit. The concubine's personal maids, female officials, and chamberlains were all taken to the Palace Prison Department in the Interior Chamber of Commerce, where they were tortured severely by the uncle of the palace. They were also taken from other palaces in the Forbidden Garden.
Call slaves to replace the old ones in Xingqing Palace.
In the following days, the Palace Prison seemed to have become a purgatory on earth.
Whether it is a female official from a noble family or a servant who was deeply favored in the past, here they have lost their past favor and become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
The pulses were fixed, the breath could not be breathed, the ground roared suddenly, and the body was stunned, and the soul and courage were lost...all kinds of punishments caused by the rise of the Wu Zhou Dynasty are now being performed again.
All of a sudden, the prison was filled with pitiful cries of those who just wanted to die quickly, and the stench of burning skin and flesh could even reach Xiudefang outside the south gate of the Forbidden Garden with the air.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Another ten days passed, and Zhou Jun, who was far away in Bachuan, was arranging the ceremony for the new garden.
Xie Qin took a carriage from Huaqiong Tower and rushed all the way to the construction site of the new garden. Regardless of the muddy road, she found Zhou Jun who was busy with his work.
The latter saw that Qin was covered in mud and her hairpins were messy, but she was extremely embarrassed.
Before Zhou Jun could ask questions, Xie Qin grabbed him, walked to a deserted place, and took out a bamboo scroll from his arms.
Zhou Jun, who looked puzzled, opened the seal of the bamboo scroll and poured out the letter inside. There was only one sentence in it - "The golden drums in my ears are shaking, the sky is shaking, the clouds are rising, and the rain is falling."
This sentence comes from the script of "The Romance of the West Chamber", but it talks about Cui Yingying being in danger. There are gangsters who want to kidnap her as his wife and are raising troops to attack the temple gate.
Zhou Jun was confused and turned his attention to Xie Qin.
Jie Qin took a breath, stared at Zhou Jun and said, "The person who delivered the letter is a young man named Huang Men."
The messenger is from the palace?
Zhou Jun was even more confused. He thought about it carefully and found out that he had an intersection with him in the palace. He usually liked the eunuchs from "The Romance of the West Chamber", but he was afraid that Fan Jinian was the only one.
Although Zhou Jun didn't know what was going on, Fan Jinian took a huge risk and asked someone to send him this drama, fearing that something big would happen next and he might be involved.
Thinking of this, Zhou Jun no longer hesitated, and quickly asked Xie Qin to get pen and paper from the carriage, found a deserted place, wrote quickly, wrote a letter, and made a series of arrangements.
Handing the letter to Xie Qin, Zhou Jun solemnly said: "There is a Falcon Courtyard in Bachuan Villa, and there is Hai Dongqing, the long-term messenger, please send this letter as soon as possible."
Jie Qin's face was full of worry, and he pulled Zhou Jun's clothes and said: "If it is really a disaster, I'm afraid it will be more serious than good, so it is better for Erlang to go far away."
Zhou Jun said softly: "If I leave, what will happen to the people left behind? How can I put my relatives and friends in danger to protect myself?"
Xie Qin wanted to persuade her again, but Zhou Jun held her hand and said with a smile: "Jun is a person who has died once. He can turn disaster into good fortune, so there is no need to worry."
Xie Qin was puzzled by this sentence, but seeing that his persuasion was useless, he accepted the letter.
After putting away the letter, Xie Qin took a deep look at Zhou Jun, suddenly hugged the latter, and said softly: "We miss each other with the same heart, and the old man will live up to it."
After saying that, he quickly left without even raising his head.
After his duties were over, Zhou Jun, who was returning home from work, walked to a small road less than a hundred meters away from Bachuan Villa. From a distance, he saw several large cars parked on the side of the road. All the car accessories were regulated by the palace.
A group of chamberlains and guards stood beside the cart. The leader of the chamberlains standing at the front saw Zhou Jun coming on horseback. He smiled and greeted him with his arms raised: "The prince-in-law is finally here, please let us wait."
Zhou Jun stopped in front of the leader of the chamberlain and stared at the latter with a calm expression.
The leader of the chamberlain felt a little guilty and said, "The saint has called me. Please hurry up and get in the car and follow us."
Zhou Jun: "If I say that I want to go home and talk to the princess first...?"
The leader of the chamberlain raised his lips and said with a smile: "It's an urgent matter and we can't delay it. Please hurry up and get in the car!"
Sun Aying and other soldiers were all angry when they heard this, some yelled at him, and some even planned to draw their weapons.
Zhou Jun stretched out his hand to stop the movements of his guards, got off his horse, and climbed into the carriage.
When the chamberlains and guards saw this, they were a little confused.
I thought it would take a lot of effort to "persuade" the prince-in-law, but I didn't expect the other party to be so cooperative.
Seeing that Zhou Jun had already sat in the carriage, the leader of the chamberlain saw that more and more people were gathering around him, and hurriedly shouted to his companions: "Go back to the palace quickly!"
After a while, several carriages left the street and drove quickly towards Chang'an City along the afterglow of the setting sun.