Cheng Qianye looked at Helan Zhen, the young general whom she had promoted.
He is good at martial arts and can lead troops.
It is easier to promote him than Yu Dunsu because he comes from an aristocratic family.
But because of his background, he is a little arrogant and easily offends people, which is his shortcoming. Cheng Qianye thinks he can take this opportunity to enlighten him.
"General Helan is a man I trust, and I will not let you suffer an unjust accusation. I will investigate this matter carefully, but for the sake of fairness and to clear your name, I have to ask the general to bear with it for a few days."
Two armored soldiers stepped forward, tied up Helan Zhen's arms and tied him up.
"My lord!" Helan Zhen did not dare to resist, he looked up in fear.
Cheng Qianye saw that he was indeed scared, and felt a little sorry for him. He helped him up and comforted him, "Don't worry, I will definitely find out the truth and clear your name."
She glanced at the crowd, her eyes lingered on Zhang Fu for a moment, then jumped over and landed on Xiao Jin.
"I'll let... Xiao Sikou personally investigate your case. Are you assured?"
Helan Zhen showed gratitude on his face and lowered his head: "Thank you, my lord."
Cheng Qianye patted his shoulder and ordered someone to take him away.
After that, the more than 20 people who were brought to the front desk confessed their crimes one by one.
There was not a single person who was wrongly accused or missed. All the viewers were secretly shocked.
The further it got, the less willing those people were to deny or lie. Many of them just couldn't figure out where they had let themselves go.
After dealing with these people and things, Cheng Qianye stood up and looked around at the people below the stage.
All the civil and military officials put away their usual contempt and lowered their heads with awe.
Back to the meeting room of the mansion,
Cheng Qianye took the tea handed to him by Xiaoqiu, took two sips, breathed a sigh of relief, and gently put down the teacup.
At this moment, only Xiao Jin and Zhang Fu were left in front of her.
Zhang Fu bowed slightly and said, "My Lord, today you have really opened my eyes."
Since the dinner that day, Zhang Fu clearly felt Cheng Qianye's indifference towards him. In recent days, the lord not only did not let him participate in several events, but also did not inform him at all.
He has always been conceited and felt that he had a lot of ideas and could foresee opportunities in everything.
In addition, after following the old Marquis Jin Wei for many years, he had his own intelligence network and it was rare for him to be completely ignorant of what was happening around him like he is now.
The perceptive Zhang Fu felt that something was not right. Something seemed to be out of his control and developing in an uncontrollable direction.
"Zhang Fu." Cheng Qianye looked straight at him, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"My lord, what do you mean?" Zhang Fu said with a gentle and elegant face as always, smiling, "My lord, do you also have doubts about me? Do you suspect that I am a spy from the enemy country?"
"No, that's not what I meant." Cheng Qianye said bluntly, "What I want to say is, at the dinner that day, you clearly knew that the food Xiao Xiu handed over was poisonous, why didn't you tell me?"
Zhang Fu's masked face, which always had a faint smile, finally froze.
The pair of slightly narrow eyes on his fair face narrowed slightly, and he pursed his lips and did not speak.
His mind was racing, wondering what had gone wrong and how his lord knew all this.
At this moment, under Cheng Qianye's gaze, he rarely felt a little flustered.
Cheng Qianye said, "My father once said that Mr. Zhang has a myriad of strategies in his mind and is a man of great talent. Since I succeeded to the throne, I have always admired and respected you. I always hope that one day, you can assist me wholeheartedly like you assisted my father and become my right arm."
"Now I know I was wrong! Although you are a talented person, your heart is not with me. It is useless to keep you here."
Zhang Fu knelt down on both knees, his face solemn, his jaw muscles tensed, "My lord, please listen to me."
"You say." Cheng Qianye sat still.
"I have no intention of sitting back and watching my lord in danger." Zhang Fu cleared his mind, raised his head, and explained.
"A few days ago, I did notice that something was wrong with Xiao Xiu. I suspected that he was jealous of the lord's favor towards Mo Qiaosheng. So I sent someone to observe secretly, and I saw that he had set a ridiculous and crude trap to frame Mo Qiaosheng, the slave."
"But I think these soft and purple words are really the real culprits for the 3D printing. I don't think these soft and purple words are real, but I think they are the real culprits for the 3D printing.
I see.
Cheng Qianye found himself hearing another unexpected answer.
What she can see is the immediate emotions of others, which is equivalent to directly seeing the results. As for the reasons that lead to these results, they may be strange.
"You don't think it's inconvenient for you to take care of this matter." Cheng Qianye pointed it out to him, "but you want to test whether I have basic identification ability."
"Zhang Fu, I have no objection to any way you want to test my abilities. But you shouldn't treat human life as nothing."
"If Xiao Xiu hadn't controlled the dosage, the people who tried it would have died. But you watched Xiao Xiu hand it to my maid without saying a word."
"You knew that Mo Qiaosheng was framed. I put him in jail and probably tortured him to death, but you were completely unmoved."
"In your eyes, maids and slaves are lowly people. Their lives can be ruined just for a little temptation from you?"
Zhang Fu opened his mouth slightly. In his opinion, the lives of slaves and servants were indeed worthless.
He had just witnessed Cheng Qianye's decisive killing, blood splattering on the spot, but he didn't expect that this was what his lord cared about.
"I know you regard them as ants. But I always respect human life. This is the difference between you and me." Cheng Qianye showed disappointment. "If we are on different paths, we cannot work together. Besides, you have never really regarded me as your lord."
She waved her hand, took the plate of gold and silver from Biyun, placed it in front of Zhang Fu, and helped Zhang Fu up.
"With Mr. Zhang's talent, anyone in the world can leave. Since Mr. Zhang's heart is not with me, I will not keep you here. I was unreasonable in this matter, I hope Mr. Zhang will not blame me."
Zhang Fu's face turned pale, with a fierce look in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he flicked his sleeves and walked out.
Xiao Jin rushed in front of Cheng Qianye, clasped his hands together, and said anxiously: "My Lord!"
Cheng Qianye spread his hands towards him, "What do you want to say? It's too late. I've already said it."
Xiao Jin hesitated for a moment, frowned, and knelt in front of Cheng Qianye.
"My lord, please forgive me for speaking frankly. Zhang Fu is a rare talent. If he becomes our minister, it will be a blessing for our Jin. If he becomes our enemy, it will be a disaster for our Jin."
He said in a deep voice, "If the lord cannot tolerate him, he should not let him leave easily."
"Don't be anxious. He has done so much for our Great Jin, and he has made great contributions. Tomorrow morning, you and I will go to see him off together." Cheng Qianye smiled and helped him up, blinking, "Maybe there will be changes."
The next morning, the sky was gray.
Zhang Fu, accompanied by two servants and carrying a few simple luggage, walked on the desolate road outside the city, feeling shabby and lonely, with no one to see him off.
He had not slept all night and now looked unhappy. His chest seemed to be blocked by a huge rock, and he could neither vomit nor swallow. For the first time in his life, he felt so embarrassed and frustrated.
Two familiar figures were standing in the long pavilion beside the ancient road.
Zhang Fu's eyes turned red as he looked at the young and handsome face that he once looked down upon. He clenched his fists in his sleeves and walked forward to greet him with hatred.
Cheng Qianye placed wine and food on the table, poured two glasses of wine himself, raised his glass and said, "It is my fault that Mr. Zhang was wronged. I will give him a glass of wine to see him off."
Zhang Fu neither took the wine nor spoke.
Cheng Qianye drank both glasses of wine to show that there was no poison in the wine.
He poured more wine and raised his cup: "This is a toast to thank Mr. Zhang for his contributions to our Great Jin over the years. It is my fault that I cannot make you loyal to me, not yours."
Zhang Fu took the wine glass, clinked it with Cheng Qianye, and drank it all in one gulp.
Cheng Qianye poured the third glass of wine.
"Mr. Zhang, the journey ahead is long, and we don't know when we will meet again. Please drink this cup to the full, to show our loyalty as king and subject, and as brothers."
Zhang Fu stared at the cup in her hand. The wine in the cup was shaking slightly.
After a while, he put down his glass.
He spread out his sleeves and bowed to the ground.
"From now on, I will obey your orders and have no second thoughts. Please give me another chance."
Cheng Qianye was overjoyed. Looking at the purple crystal with golden edges in front of her, she controlled her mouth that was about to laugh three times, picked up Zhang Fu, and punched him hard on the shoulder.
"Good brother, I knew you would be mine sooner or later!"