Xuancheng originally wanted Mingyue to invite Murong Wei to the mansion, but then he seemed to have never stepped into Xinxinghou's mansion, he resisted his reluctance and stepped in there for the first time.
Murong Wei was extremely shocked. He never imagined that Yang Ping Guild, brother of the king of Qin who became famous when he was young, experienced heavy duties, was discerning and decisive, governed the army harshly and treated people leniently, was amazingly talented, and well-known throughout the world, would come one day. Even if his own sister died in the palace for no reason in the mansion of the king of subjugation, even if Fu Jian entrusted the investigation to this prince, he never imagined that the Yangping Guild would come to him in person Come.
Murong Wei was a little trembling, trembling when he spoke, "Mr. Yang Ping, you,, you are here."
Xuancheng looked ahead, not at him, "Come and see you, and ask some questions by the way."
"Yes, good, Mr. Yangping, please, please."
Murong Wei invited people into the main hall, and ordered the servants in the mansion to prepare high-quality tea. The tea was filled with mist, but it was very light after drinking, as tasteless and bland as silver pine. All are fragrant.
"This tea looks like silver pine, but it tastes better than silver pine."
Murong Wei said, "The name of this tea is called Xueding, and it matches with Yinsong, a domain name tea in the West, to become the famous tea Xueding Yinsong in ancient times. It is really strange that this tea can grow in such a place.”
Xuancheng said, "You know tea, and Guiyihou is a person who can enjoy it."
"It's all due to His Majesty's kindness to reward us with glory and wealth. Murong will never forget His Majesty's kindness in this lifetime."
"But your own sister is dead, don't you blame Brother Huang?" Xuan Cheng cut to the chase.
Murong Wei was silent for a moment, and said, "Why do you dare to blame the Holy Majesty, it is Qinghe Fuqian, who has no chance to appreciate His Majesty's kindness again."
"You don't doubt your sister's death?"
"If Qinghe commits suicide, it is because my Murong tribe survived for a few years by chance. If he is killed by others, it can be considered as repayment for the sins of my Murong tribe. People who have subjugated the country, what is life and death?"
Xuancheng shot a few cases, and the top of the snow spilled out instantly, splashing a few drops of tea on the back of his hand, "Everyone has borne the sins for you, what have you done, ah, why do others have to bear the responsibility for your country's subjugation, only You can live with such peace of mind."
"Mr. Yang Ping, if you say that, I might as well be dead." Murong Wei's expression was painful, and he didn't seem to be pretending. The subjugated king, why can the subjugated king enjoy the glory and wealth, but those princes and princesses have to suffer the torture of the world.
"You." Xuancheng wanted to speak softer to him, but he couldn't open his mouth anyway. After being bored for a long time, he choked out a sentence, "Don't die, at least don't die during the few days when I come to your house."
If he said this, would Murong Wei not die? Even if I don't die, I'm afraid I won't be able to meet and chat properly in the future.
Murong Wei was ashamed and couldn't speak anymore.
Therefore, only Xuancheng had the chance to ask, "Does Qinghe have an old illness?"
Murong Wei shook his head.
"You gave Qinghe to Brother Huang?"
Murong Wei shook his head.
"What do you mean, Princess Qinghe was not forced by you to the emperor's brother?"
Murong Wei just shook his head without making a sound.
"I command you to speak."
"Your Majesty sent me to the palace." Murong Wei said.
"Impossible." Xuan Cheng flatly denied, "Brother Huang said, he never asked you for Princess Qinghe."
Murong Wei didn't defend himself either, he didn't dare to speak too much.
"Princess Qinghe and Murong Chong were all given to the emperor by you?"
Murong Wei shook his head, and Xuancheng realized that he had asked the wrong question. Even if he suspected that Murong Wei sent Qinghe in on his own initiative, it was impossible for Murong Chong to be sent in by Murong Wei on his own initiative. It is a great shame and humiliation for the prince of one's own royal family to be given to the enemy.
Besides, he knew about Murong Chong.
"What's the relationship between Murong Chong and Qinghe?"
Murong Wei nodded.
"What do you mean, talk, what do you mean by nodding, do you want me to guess the riddle?"
Murong Chong obediently said, "Yes, Lord Yangping, Chong'er, Qinghe and I are born of the same mother. We are close blood relatives. Anyone who leaves us will be extremely sad. Chong'er was especially close to Qinghe when he was a child. There is something wrong with me sitting on the throne." Chong'er wouldn't tell me, but with Qinghe, he talked about everything and never hid anything, I think, I'm really not a good emperor, and I'm not a good brother after my country is subjugated."
"You're right."
Murong Wei lowered his head in shame, he didn't dare to move the snow cup since it was presented, it was already as cold as ice, but Murong Wei stretched out his hand to cover the tea cup, his fingers were trembling constantly.
"Mr. Yang Ping, no, I know you doubt Chong'er, but you believe me, even if Chong'er dies, he won't hurt Qinghe." Murong Wei suddenly raised his eyes to stare at Xuancheng, full of sincerity.
Xuancheng was shocked by his words, and it was hard to say those words that humiliated him.
"Really?" he asked finally.
Murong Wei held the teacup tightly, his hands calmed down, Xuancheng caught a glimpse of the veined back of his hand, "Wei is absolutely true."
This was the promise Murong Wei gave him, but Xuancheng didn't believe it, even though he had personally seen Murong Wei's promise so firmly in front of him, but based on his inner intuition, he still felt that the relationship between Murong Chong and Qinghe must not be that simple.
He didn't go to see Zhouyi. At this time, Zhouyi had solved the case, and Duke Zhou couldn't keep his dream. He didn't go to see the records of investigations. Those were the collections of cases solved by court officers of all dynasties, and had nothing to do with Princess Qinghe's death.
Fu Jian came to see him in the mansion, and seeing his frowning expression, he felt very distressed.
"Emperor brother, is it wrong for me to entrust this matter to you? How can I bear you to worry about you?"
"What are you doing with these words? I took over this matter myself."
"Brother, the pear blossoms are in full bloom. I will take you to enjoy the pear blossoms." Fu Jian said so suddenly, and Xuan Cheng stared at him, "What are you doing, do you feel ashamed of me? Nothing, I volunteer, I don't like pear blossoms."
Fu Jian was surprised.
Xuan Cheng said, "You don't have to look at me like this, I said, I'm not your brother, there's no need for you and me to keep pretending."
Fu Jian suddenly squeezed his hand, Xuancheng felt a pain, and frowned.
He looked into Fu Jian's eyes, as if holding back something, as if something came to his lips but he still didn't say it.
"Am I wrong? Fu Jian, don't worry, I will find out what happened to Qinghe. It wasn't Murong Chong who did it. I will clear him up. Besides, I haven't doubted him yet. Why are you so nervous?"
Fu Jian's hands were really strong, his wrists turned green from pinching him, Xuancheng complained.
Fu Jian looked into his eyes and remained silent for a while.
"You still don't understand." Fu Jian's deep voice was accompanied by a slight sigh and helplessness.
Xuan Cheng was not so arrogant anymore, he softened, "Brother Huang, can you trust me?"
After all, Fu Jian let out that sigh, "When did I never believe you, Emperor Brother, your words are always so hurtful, you don't know about that, me."
Xuancheng thought, what is it
Why did Fu Jian always mention that matter when he was in a drowsy state, he didn't know what it was.
Xuancheng didn't go with Fu Jian to admire the pear blossoms, so Fu Jian came here and went back alone.
This scene seems to have happened all the time since he came to Chang'an 1,640 years ago, since he became the former Qin Yang Pinggong, so familiar.
In late March, it has been five or six days since Princess Qinghe died. The case has never been settled. Xuancheng hid in the quiet pavilion. He complained, blamed himself for never watching detective dramas in the 21st century. Di Renjie has never been involved in investigating the case.
At this time, he remembered how realistic those words were.
"One who is useless is a scholar."
He laughed at himself, and continued to read the ancient detective records. At this time, there was a sudden noise outside.
"You can't tell Lord Yang Ping, the matter of Princess Qinghe has already caused him a lot of trouble, and you can't cause him any more trouble, Nan'an, you're going back soon."
"Mingyue, listen to me, this matter can't be solved by anyone except Lord Yang Ping, please let me in."
"Hey, it's not that you don't know how filial Yang Pinggong is to the queen mother. If he knows that something happened to the queen mother, then he can't..."
"Mingyue, but, but, it's too late, His Majesty can't persuade you."
What happened to Empress Dowager Xun
Xuan Cheng put down the book in his hand and rushed out of the Jing Pavilion. The weather outside was gloomy and gray.
Both of them were shocked.
"Mr. Yangping, you."
"Nan An, tell me, what happened?"
"Mr. Yangping is the Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager..."
As soon as Nan'an spoke, Mingyue stopped him, "Nan'an, don't say it."
Xuancheng stared at Mingyue, and Mingyue lowered her head.
Nan'an wanted to stop talking again.
Xuan Cheng reprimanded, "Nan'an, if you want to speak, you don't have to hesitate."
Mingyue sighed, as if she didn't want to stop her anymore, Nan'an said completely this time, "Mr. Yang Ping, something happened in the palace, the queen mother suddenly came to the announcement room this morning to see the matter between His Majesty and Murong Chong, the queen mother reprimanded Murong Chong a few words, who Knowing that Murong Chong went mad for some reason, he even scolded the Queen Mother, His Majesty slapped Murong Chong, Murong Chong cried and made noise in the announcement room, Empress Dowager Xun fainted on the spot."
"What?" Xuancheng was about to faint from anger this time.
When did Murong Chong speak so sharply? Didn't he always tremble and couldn't even speak a complete sentence? Isn't he always in the purple palace and won't come out? Why did Queen Mother Xun go to Xuanshi? Why is Murong Chong in the announcement room
Xuan Cheng said, "Then where is Murong Chong now? How is the Empress Dowager?"
"The imperial doctor went over to look at it, and said that the Empress Dowager's heart was full of qi and blood, and she fainted for a while, it's not a serious problem. His Majesty ordered Murong Chong to apologize in front of the Empress Dowager, but Murong Chong never knelt down."
Xuancheng said angrily, "None of you can subdue his temperament, Fu Jian, you will really make trouble."
"Mingyue, go, enter the palace immediately."