"Thank you, Brother Guo, for reminding me!" Zu An also quietly responded. It is useful to have a wide circle of friends on weekdays. At least people will still help him with some small favors they can do.

Guo Zhi looked at him deeply and then left silently.

Zu An was escorted to a special cell, and his body was restrained by a master. At the same time, he was also entangled with the embroidered cloth messenger's soul chain to ensure that he could not escape from prison and could not commit suicide.

These encounters were all expected, and Zu An had no emotional fluctuations.

Anyway, many of his abilities can be summoned without the use of vitality, so these measures will have little impact on him.

What he is most worried about now is the upcoming trial. Thinking of this makes him feel a little sick. He is just a little prince, so does he need the standard of the three-division trial?

This world is a little different from ancient China. The three judges here are usually Tingwei, Yushitai and Silixiaowei. However, this case involves the Crown Princess. They probably don’t want the case to be publicized, so they let Zong Zheng and Guang Luxun

Replaced Yushitai and Sili Xiaowei.

Zongzheng is one of the Nine Qings, in charge of various matters such as the royal family and foreign relatives. This matter involves the Crown Princess, so it is most appropriate for him to preside over this case.

He remembered that Chu Chuyan had told him before that Zongzheng Zhenxueyi's wife was Princess Changchuan, the emperor's sister. The emperor sent him to preside over this trial, so he should be trustworthy as one of his own.

Tingwei and Guang Luxun were also among the Nine Qings. Tingwei Jiang Boyang was originally in charge of prisons and was an expert in solving cases, so he was naturally indispensable in the investigation.

This is not the first time he has dealt with him. Last time in Cheng Xiong's case, he insisted that Cheng Xiong be innocent, but he was still convicted.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, enemies are on a narrow road, and if it falls into his hands this time, it will probably be over.

The melody of "Liangliang" sounded in Zu An's mind, but he then thought, last time he seemed to have used the identity of Gold Medal Eleven, what does it have to do with my prince, Zu An?

Jiang Boyang may not hate himself, well, I hope so.

But Guang Luxun is in trouble. Guang Luxun and Murong Tong used to be a high-ranking Sili school captain, but he was transferred to this quiet yamen for his own sake. He must be dissatisfied with himself, and this person must hide.

Can't fall off.

There is something wrong with the emperor. Two of the three officials sent to examine the case are from the lineage of King Qi, and they all have grudges against me. Do they want me to die?

If I die, your daughter-in-law’s reputation will not be preserved!

He complained, and he also understood in the capital these days that King Qi's power was also deeply rooted. How could they let go of such a good opportunity this time?

The key is that regardless of Jiang Boyang or Murong Tong, one is an expert in solving cases and the other was a former Sili Colonel. They are also experts in this field. I am afraid it will be difficult for the emperor to refuse their joining.

Time passed unconsciously, and soon a jailer came to ask for someone: "Master Zu, please come out with us. Master Zongzheng and the others have something to ask you."

These people had sympathized with him because of the assassin's escape from prison before, so they all spoke politely and did not subject him to the same humiliation as ordinary prisoners.

Zu An was taken to a quiet room, and the jailers said: "Master Zu, as usual we have to lock you up, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter." Zu An looked calm.

Several jailers cuffed his hands and feet on the bench while praising: "Master Zu is really extraordinary. We don't know how many court officials we have imprisoned here. Every one of them is either crying or losing his mind. There are very few."

Mr. Zu is so magnanimous."

Zu An smiled slightly: "If I have never done anything wrong in my life, I will not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. I am innocent in this matter, so naturally I am not as afraid of being interrogated as others."

The jailers praised him again, and then the door opened, and several officials in purple robes slowly walked in.

The first person was an old man with a bitter look and a deep hatred. His gray hair was tied up randomly with a wooden hairpin, and many hair strands were hanging down messily. The whole person had an inexplicable sense of decadence. The first time I saw him

Yan Zuan thought he had seen an older version of Ji Dentu.

However, there is no similarity in appearance between the two, ruling out the possibility that this man is Ji Dentu's cheap father.

Judging from the official uniform he was wearing and the fact that he was the first to walk, he should be Lord Zongzheng Zhen Xueyi.

It is said that he married the emperor's sister, so he should be of the same generation as the emperor. Why does the emperor look like he is in his prime, but this guy already looks old?

The second official is a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament. His face is like a crown jewel, and his hair is only a little gray at the temples. This adds a touch of suaveness to him. You can imagine how popular he was with girls when he was young.

Compared with Mr. Zongzheng in front of him, he is much more upright, his hair is combed meticulously, and his clothes are straight without any wrinkles.

Judging from the white tiger pattern on his official uniform, he should be Tingwei Jiang Boyang.

Zu And looked him over a few times. He had dealt with Cheng Xiong before, but this was the first time they met.

He noticed that Jiang Boyang was not looking at him, but was staring at Master Zongzheng's messy hair with a distorted expression, his expression seemed a bit constipated.

Finally he couldn't help it any longer: "Master Zhen, as Jiuqing, we are role models for officials. We still have to pay attention to our appearance on weekdays."

Zhen Shouyi chuckled a few times: "Jiu Qing? He has long lost his former glory. How can he set an example for an official? You can tell your subordinates, Zhongshu, and Shangshu about this."

Jiang Boyang's eyelids twitched, he took a deep breath and said, "But don't you feel uncomfortable with your own hair like this? How about I help you tie it up?"

Zhen Shouyi hurriedly hid aside: "A man's head and a woman's waist, don't take advantage of her if she's not a lover! Besides, I think this is the only way to feel more comfortable and show my uninhibitedness and freedom."

Murong Tong, who came in from behind, sneered: "Half of your body is buried in the soil, how can you return your lover and be unruly and free and easy? Are you afraid that Princess Changchuan will hear this and punish you to kneel on the washboard?"

Murong Tong was an old acquaintance, Zu An had met him several times.

Zhen Shouyi couldn't help but said, "Don't go too far, Heitan. Believe it or not, I will reveal the incident of you spying on Master Yu's bridal chamber."

Murong Tong was furious: "Old man, didn't you see it back then? And how many times have I told you that my skin color is called a masculine and toned bronze color, not black."

Zu An was a little surprised. Logically speaking, they belong to different camps and should be in conflict. Why do they look like old friends?

However, he quickly realized that many of these officials in the capital had probably known each other since childhood. We all grew up and made great achievements together, but only later chose their respective camps.

Despite this, the old friendships are still there, and there are even marriages between many families. It can be said that there is me among you, and you among me. We are just fighting for orthodoxy, and it is not the incompatible situation that I imagined at the beginning.

Hearing the quarrel between the two, Jiang Boyang felt dizzy and ignored them. He looked at Zu An and suddenly frowned: "Who put the shackles on you."

As he spoke, he came over, stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a chain was automatically untied. It was obvious that his cultivation was extremely advanced.

Zu An was stunned, this guy seemed to be quite kind to me.

At this moment, Jiang Boyang did not continue to untie his shackles. Instead, he straightened his slightly skewed collar, then took a step back and looked at him, then nodded with satisfaction and sat back down again.

Zu An looked confused, brother, what are you doing? Why can't you untie only one chain? What do you mean?

He looked down and noticed that the chains on his body were strictly symmetrical. Thinking back to the twisted expression he had just seen when he saw Master Zongzheng's messy hair, he suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. It turned out that he was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, which made me still...

I thought he had good intentions.

"Okay, okay, business matters." Jiang Boyang stopped the two people arguing at the side.

Zhen Shouyi, with messy hair, sat casually on the main seat: "You start, you are an expert in solving cases."

Seeing him sitting crookedly on the chair, Jiang Boyang's breathing suddenly became rapid again. He quickly looked away and stopped looking at him. He slapped the table directly, and the bang was extremely harsh in the room: "Zu An, I'm the official

I checked the palace entrance and exit records and found that you did not leave the palace before dusk, but why did you stay in the palace to do something shameful?"

It is not easy for Zu An to answer this question. The main reason is that Zhu Xie Chixin told him not to reveal his identity as the embroidered cloth messenger, so it is difficult to explain why he stayed in the palace.

You must know that it is a serious crime for a foreign minister not to leave the palace before dusk, and he will definitely be impeached for desecrating the harem.

However, Zu An was already prepared and replied in a deep voice: "The emperor has a secret mission for me, so I didn't leave the palace."

Several people looked at each other and couldn't help but ask: "What secret mission?"

Zu An smiled: "We already said it was a secret mission, how could we just tell others casually."

Murong Tong was furious: "You surnamed Zu, don't be so playful here. We are interrogating you now. You'd better get the truth."

It was this boy who caused him to change from the majestic Sili captain to now sitting on the bench in Qingxian Yamen. Thinking of this, he felt a twinge of rage in his heart.

The anger value from Murong Tong is +491+491+491...

Zu An sighed: "Mr. Murong, do you think I dare to falsely convey the Holy Will? This matter is easy to verify. After I came out of the East Palace, I was called to the Imperial Study Room."

Murong Tong's breath was suffocated. In their opinion, no one dared to falsely pass on the imperial edict, which would be a serious crime against the nine clans.

At this time, Jiang Boyang flipped through the file in his hand, nodded and said, "This is indeed the case."

Apparently he had done various investigations and confessions before coming here.

Then he changed the subject: "But at most this can only mean that you went to the imperial study room to receive a secret mission, but no one knows where you went and what you did after that, but many people pointed out that they saw you and the prince.

The concubine’s clothes are all disheveled... Ahem, how do you explain this?"

"It's nonsense! This is slander!" Zu An looked a little excited, "It's okay to slander me, but he actually slandered the pure and pure Crown Princess. His heart is so cruel. I dare to ask Mr. Jiang, what is the end of the person who slandered us?

who is it?"

Jiang Boyang cleared his throat: "We will check if it is slander, but we certainly can't tell you the identities of those people."

Zu An said: "I have always been kind to others and lovable. I really can't think of anyone who would frame me..."

"Pleasing?" Murong Tong sneered again and again. Is there any deviation in this guy's self-perception?

Zu An suddenly realized: "I remembered it. It seems that I was assassinated by an assassin when I first arrived in the capital, which caused Lord Murong to be implicated and lose his official position. If someone really wants to frame me, I'm afraid..."

Murong Tong's head was almost fuming with anger: "You bastard, you said I would frame you!"

The anger value from Murong Tong is +668+668+668...

Zu An spread his hands: "I didn't say that, you said it yourself."

He thought that although the little girl Murong Qinghe was a little reckless, she was generally much calmer than him.

Jiang Boyang hurriedly signaled: "Mr. Murong, please be calm and don't be impatient."

Then he turned to look at Zu An: "You are messing around and affecting our handling of the case."

Zu An replied: "Master Jiang Mingjian, I am just analyzing the motives of who harms me. Master Murong obviously cannot do such a thing with his straightforward temperament."
To be continued...