The dungeon of Dali Temple has been cleaned up.

Even the people in the dungeon were cleaner than when Emperor Jianming and others eavesdropped on the last time.

There was no prisoner or jailer.

The prison leader was alone guarding the prison door. Seeing Chen Xinyan and his daughter, he bowed and bowed and moved aside.

"I'm sorry for you." Chen Zhuo smiled and bowed, and then signaled to follow Shitong: "You stay."

Do you not believe in the prison?

Ji Jun raised his eyebrows.

"Add a insurance." Chen Zhuo said casually, stepping into the prison door.

Chen Xinyan frowned.

Although I know that my daughter has been here twice, knowing and seeing are different.

My daughter is so calm about this kind of thing. Is this his father's dereliction of duty?

Chen Xinyan walked side by side with Jijun with Jijun behind Shen Zhuo with an unhappy look on his face.

"Master Zhan Xin!" Chen Zhuo smiled and went straight into the cell.

Chen Xinyan was speechless and almost wanted to rush over to pull his daughter back. However, Ji Jun quickly grabbed her with his eyes and hands. He turned into the next door, and the table and chair seemed to be there, and the two of them were sitting and listening.

“How about Biyong Lane here?”

Chen Zhuo, who was familiar with the work, looked around and put it on the cushion, placed it at the distance between his arms, and sat cross-legged in his posture.

"Yongxiang is cleaner and tastes better than here. But it is gentler than Yongxiang and is not that ugly."

He always smiled coldly and faced everyone's silent heart, but unexpectedly favored Chen Zhuo with questions and answers.

In the cell next door, Chen Xinyan and Ji Jun looked at each other, not knowing what expressions to use to express their inner complexity.

"The master wants to tempt me to say that there is no evil, and where does it come from ugliness without beauty? I don't say it. Right and wrong. Although there are always people who say that justice is in the hearts of the people, I think that maybe there is a position, but more things are wrong, and right is right. If someone is wrong, it doesn't mean you are right. Similarly, if someone is right, it doesn't mean you are wrong."

Chen Zhuo said, stopped and smiled awkwardly: "Master, aren't we discussing Buddhism, Taoism, and practices? I'm prone to chaos."

Zhan Xin laughed, looked at her, and asked gently, "They asked you, a little girl, to ask the case, aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to kill you?"

Chen Zhuo blinked, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

Uncle, you are threatening me...

"...It's him who threatens you. I and him are not the same thing." The old man's soul was much more energetic.

"Well, I thought the Empress Dowager liked me so much, so the master would not attack me. Now it seems that I was still wrong. After all, you don't even let go of the Empress Dowager's three relatives and grandchildren, so how could you care about me, an inexplicable little lady?"

Chen Zhuo smiled, his almond eyes curled into crescent moons, pure and cute.

Zhan Xin looked at her lovingly, and after a moment he looked away: "Today, I harmed me and seized my throne, and I hated him. That's why I killed him. As for you, you are just an innocent little lady, how could I harm you?"

Chen Zhuo looked at him curiously: "Have Your Majesty harmed you? Then why did the late emperor and the Empress Dowager let him harm you? Even if you only realized it afterwards, it would be easier to use your connections to hand over the news of your framedness to the Empress Dowager?"

Zhan Xin was speechless. After a while, he laughed and looked at Chen Zhuo with a cold look in his eyes: "I probably know now, why did they ask you to ask me about this case."

Chen Zhuo scratched his earlobe innocently, shrugged extremely unlady, and said, "So do you want to tell me?"

"In no mood."

Zhan Xin straightened her back, and her whole body was filled with coldness.

"That's all." Chen Zhuo patted his knees without any hesitation, bent his legs and hugged them in front of his chest: "The Empress Dowager asked me to ask you, I have prepared a way out for you back then, why don't you go? You have to leave for thousands of years and cut off your own ancestors of the Qin family?"

Zhan Xin's face became pale and unstable, gritted her teeth for a while, and whispered: "Are I leaving, will I be cut off from the ancestors of the Qin family? He won't let me be infatuated for thousands of years? He is sure to win in that game, and I will be nailed to the pillar of shame by him! It's better to fight, if I win..."

Chen Zhuoran nodded and said, "The victorious person writes history. You can naturally erase his description of you and the events of that year, and tamper with historical books and criticize him, so that he will never turn over in history books forever."

"...I don't mean that." This time it was Zhan Xin who was embarrassed.

Chen Zhuo looked at the old monk's slightly red ears with a funny look and asked, "What do you mean? He was able to be appointed as the crown prince by the late emperor, and then abdicated the throne and ascended the throne as emperor when the late emperor was alive. It is naturally based on the old thing between you and him. Isn't you just to change all the records of that thing? Isn't that tampering with the legitimacy of Your Majesty's succession to the throne today?"

The little girl's laughter was clear, sweet, crispy, but ruthless: "So in the end, she must follow the path of Emperor Taizong of the former Tang Dynasty and smeared his brothers to the point of being unparalleled. It was obvious that a conspirator who planned to usurp the throne in the end became an eternal wise ruler who suffered a lot of grievances and had to fight back. Didn't you just have this idea? Anyway, after a few decades, everyone will only believe in the records in history books, not the truth."

Zhan Xin went silent for a long time, sighed bitterly, and shook his head: "But he is really not as righteous as you..."

Chen Zhuo held his legs and placed his pointed chin on his knees. He suddenly had a pair of shining almond eyes. He looked at Zhan Xin curiously, and even asked, "Master, do you want a pot of wine?"

Zhan Xin shook his head helplessly and finally spoke.

"I am twins today. I heard from the mother who delivered the baby at that time that they were twins just now, and their hands were trembling. Because twins often look very similar, how could the emperor on the throne risk being replaced? Therefore, according to the royal custom, they should choose one to drown. And they themselves cannot survive.

"Fortunately, when both children were held in their hands, they realized that although the faces of our brothers were similar, they were similarities between ordinary brothers, not twins.

"At that time, our grandmother was still alive, so she happily asked which brother was the brother. But the mothers were only afraid at that time. In the midst of the turmoil, they had long forgotten who had given birth to their mother first. After hesitating for a moment, one of the mothers said that she was holding the eldest son, that is, me.

"But one day when I was three years old, the current aunt in charge of the palace, another mother who delivered her baby, suddenly said: In fact, she was holding the eldest son.

"My grandmother beat the mother to death without waiting for her father and mother to ask.
Chapter completed!