The Taoist priest in white breathed a sigh of relief silently, fearing that Qi Yunxi would become relentless if he hesitated any longer, so he directly reported the candidate he had already prepared: "Huang Bingcheng, he is the most suitable one right now."
He gave the candidate without any psychological burden. Seeing Qi Yunxi raised her eyebrows and seemed to be angry again, he coughed and reminded her: "It has to be someone of similar status, who can order He Zhizhou around, has to have a relationship with Jin Dong, and can hide people and weapons in the capital. There are really only a few candidates, and he is the most suitable one."
Qi Yunxi looked unhappy.
Huang Bingcheng was the Deputy Chief Censor of the Censorate, and was indeed a high-ranking official. They put a lot of effort into getting Huang Bingcheng involved. Not to mention the endless stream of money, they also gave him countless women. Later, they helped Huang Bingcheng find a doctor to cure his sick daughter, and only then did they keep him as their own.
But now, because of this incident, someone has to be sacrificed.
All previous investment was completely wasted.
Qi Yunxi covered his face as if he had been slapped hard. The blood color on his face gradually faded away, even the blood color on his lips seemed to disappear.
It was as if she had returned to those years when she was powerless. She had to hide her identity and get close to Queen Hu to gain her trust. Every step she took at that time was extremely difficult.
In recent years, with the cooperation of Xu Shun and the Tong family's network of connections, her life has finally become better. She hasn't experienced these setbacks for a long time.
It's really unappetizing.
She snorted coldly: "Su Yao.....this little girl is really amazing."
The Taoist priest in white heard that her tone was quite normal, so he also echoed: "This girl has always behaved differently from ordinary people. No matter what, the He family and the Su family have never produced such a person before. I don't believe that the wife of the He family can raise such a girl. I'm afraid there is something strange about it. In the past, I thought it was just a girl, but now it seems that the key lies with this girl, so it should be another matter."
Qi Yunxi rubbed his dizzy and sore head, turned his head and looked at him: "What do you mean?"
She really couldn't swallow this humiliation. Chen Dong rounded up their people and forced them to abandon the car to save the driver, and they had to sacrifice Huang Bingcheng and so many people, and even risk being implicated in other secrets. It was like a huge slap in her face.
This slap was given to her by Su Yao himself.
She's just a humble little girl who grew up in the countryside!
She used to look down on even Madam He. If Madam He dared to provoke her, she would design for the Second Prince to kill Master He and turn Madam He into a widow.
But now he was slapped in the face by the granddaughter raised by Mrs. He. How could he swallow this
The Taoist priest in white knew her very well. He knew from her tone that she would definitely not accept the defeat. He thought for a moment before saying, "If you really want to deal with her, why not start with her background..."
What is her background
Qi Yunxi became a little interested: "Please explain it more clearly. It has already come to this. How can we start with her background?"
The Taoist priest in white smiled but said nothing. Seeing that she had finally calmed down, he smiled and greeted her: "Have a cup of tea first. It's dry and rainy, why get angry?"
The fire here died down, but the fire outside burned more and more fiercely.
After being severely tortured by the Dali Temple, He Zhizhou finally could not bear it anymore and confessed that the real mastermind behind the incident was Huang Bingcheng, the Deputy Chief Censor of the Censorate, which shocked the capital.
Huang Bingcheng had committed suicide in his study long before the Dali Temple came to his door, leaving only a suicide note. It said that he was the enlightenment teacher of Prince Zhuang, and he was angry about the dethronement of Prince Zhuang, so he drove the Chengde prefect Jin Dong to frame Su Rong. Then, in order to settle this bad account, he bribed Qiao Danning to kill Prince Fenyang to silence him.
The Embroidered Uniform Guards and the Dali Temple found a large box of account books in his home. The accounts on the books matched his story, so both the Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
At the same time, Young Master Wang, who came to deliver something to the Su family, also mentioned this matter, with some doubts and dissatisfaction in his words: "This case is still unclear after the trial. Huang Bingcheng's death was too decisive."
Logically speaking, for such a big case, even if the three courts hear the case together, the whole process will take at least several months. The longer the time, the more room there will be for maneuver.
An official of Huang Bingcheng's position should not have died like this, and it was delayed.
But he died before anyone could catch him. It was wrong no matter how you looked at it.
Su Rong knew what his brother-in-law meant, so he invited him to sit in the study, and asked someone to ask Old Madam Su if she was free. Then he said, "This is the best we can do. No matter what, Huang Bingcheng is not innocent, and killing him is enough. Besides, if one person is exposed, the others can naturally be traced back to Huang Bingcheng."
This matter will not end so easily. They had previously suggested letting Song Xiangyu cause trouble at the Qiao family, simply because He Zhizhou was sticking to his guns and refused to reveal more information, so they wanted to see if there could be any breakthrough from the Qiao family.
Now it seems that this tactic of shocking the enemy is still useful.
Young Master Wang thought about it and realized that this was the truth. He nodded and said, "Now that you put it that way, it is indeed the case. I will go home and tell everyone. This will also be a way to vent her anger."
The two sat and talked for a while, laughing. When Old Lady Su heard that Young Master Wang was coming, she sent someone to invite him. Su Rong then took Young Master Wang to the old lady's Kangping Garden.
Old Mrs. Su was very affectionate towards Young Master Wang and insisted on inviting him to dinner.
Ever since Su Rong's leg healed, she saw that the problem that had troubled her the most was solved. She felt a rare sense of relaxation recently. She seemed to be several years younger, like a different person.
The relationship between the two families is now even closer than before, so Young Master Wang would naturally not refuse and agreed with a smile. Su Xingyi then hurried to the kitchen to order the menu.
Because Old Madam Su attached great importance to it, everyone in the family was busy preparing for this meal, and even the third room's main courtyard could rarely hear any movement on the bamboo path outside.
Mrs. Su San, who was watching the little girl picking plum blossoms in the pavilion, raised her head slowly and listened quietly for a while, then suddenly asked, "Is there any happy event at home?"
There was a subtle hint of mockery in her tone, and her daughter-in-law hesitated, stammering with a flickering look in her eyes.
Mrs. Su San raised her eyebrows: "Why? I can't even ask what happened at home? Or is it that the higher-ups have ordered me not to know?"