Xia Chu, who closed the door for Xiao Mubai, naturally did not hear his murmur.
He was turning his wrist at this time, looked at the grip mark, and shook his head helplessly.
Although Xiao Mubai didn't use any force, his skin was fair and there were still some marks after being held for a long time.
Xia Chu couldn't help but sigh. Although the drunk Xiao Mubai was so cute, he was really a troublesome little goblin who forced him to prick him with a needle before he could escape.
Seeing that the surroundings were exceptionally clean, he opened his mouth to call out Hansa. After seeing no movement for a long time, he gave up.
Ben also wanted him to ask his servants to bring some water for bathing.
Xia Chu raised his head and looked at the night. After Xiao Mubai's intrusion, the moon had already reached the willow branches, so he turned around and returned to the house.
Xia Chu, who was resting on the couch, looked at the deep night outside the window, which could not be dissolved like a thick inkstone.
Now, he is also preparing to have a hand in the marriage between Liang Guo and the Western Regions.
The capital of Xiao Kingdom has not yet received Bingwen's letter.
The progress should be quite smooth...
At this time, Bingwen, who was in Mingxiang Garden, was drinking tea and playing chess with Ji Ming.
Kong Changhui, who was beside Bingwen, was restless and sighed.
Jie Ji Ming was indecisive, and the black and white pieces were stuck together. This was the critical stage of the fight.
After he made a hesitant move, Bingwen followed him with a smile and made a move. Only then did he realize that he made a mistake and lost the whole game.
He couldn't help but glared at Kong Changhui resentfully, rolled his eyes at him and said bitterly: "It's all your fault."
Bingwen smiled heartily and counted the pieces.
However, Xie Jiming stood up and said with waning spirits, "If I can't stand it any longer, when will you send this sighing ghost away and come back to look for me?"
When Bingwen saw Xie Jiming walk away, he pretended to be angry and said to Kong Changhui, "It's all your fault. Your chess friends let you go in despair."
Kong Changhui pursed his lips. Can you blame him
It's better for Bingwen to stay behind closed doors and refuse to see guests.
But the people who came to the door were all more senior than the others, and he couldn't afford to offend any of them.
Although Xiang Chengfang was a sixth-grade imperial physician, that was the same as his official rank. In addition, he had visited four times in ten days, and every time he had to ask what happened to the skeleton.
Hu Yingmao, the third-rank minister of Dali Temple, comes here every day. Every time, he asks whether Mr. Bingwen will be interrogated today
Huo Tianxiu, the first-level nine-door admiral, has already sent someone to send a message twice, and he always asks about the progress of the case.
But the rightful owner in front of him was completely deaf to what was going on outside the window.
With his hands spread out, he played chess with Ji Ming every day, and renovated the inn with Shi Zhongfei.
Occasionally, I would go to the front hall to participate in some interesting activities, make friends with poems, and talk about my heart with the piano.
Duan's talent and character made Kong Changhui anxious to death.
"Just give me an accurate answer, when will I go to jail to interrogate people?" Kong Changhui held it in for ten days, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked with his neck crotched.
"Let's go now." Bingwen took a sip of tea and said leisurely while looking at Kong Changhui who was furious.
"Ah?" Kong Changhui was stunned. He didn't expect Bingwen to agree so readily.
"Why, just now you were dissatisfied with my ink stains, and now you are dissatisfied with me for being too fast?" Bingwen joked.
"No, no, let's go, let's go quickly." Kong Changhui was afraid that he would regret it, so he pulled him up and walked towards the gate.
"Admiral Huo should really be shown how eager you are." Bingwen was forced forward by him, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"I'm not here to take credit." Kong Changhui curled his lips in disdain.
Admittedly, Kong Changhui just wanted to interrogate and settle the case as soon as possible.
In addition to those people who are tired of dealing with them every day, his original intention is also to give justice to those skeletons.
Of course Bingwen didn't care about the case, he just wanted to test the prisoner's patience.
By the way, take another look and see who will fish for him.
According to Hu Yingmao's account, many people went to Dali Temple to inquire at first.
After moving out of Admiral Huo, they all consciously went back home. Over the past few days, no one came to the door anymore.
When the two of them arrived at the entrance of Dali Temple, it was almost midnight.
Hu Yingmao had returned home long ago. Fortunately, the officers and soldiers in front of the door knew them and led them all the way into the prison.
Because the two of them were locked up in different places, when they arrived at the door of the cell, the officer and soldier leading the way asked: "Master Kong, which cell should you go to first?"
Kong Changhui looked at Bingwen and saw that he was mouthing Zhuo Xiande, so he replied to the officers and soldiers: "Let's go to the cell where Zhuo Xiande is imprisoned first."
The officers and soldiers responded, took them around a corner, and walked to the end. They came to Zhuo Xiande's cell and asked, "Do you want to open the door?"
"No, where is Yao Meizhen?" Bingwen asked.
"You can see it when you turn left at the end of this road." The officer pointed in the direction and reported back to Bingwen.
"Thank you. You can go down first." Bingwen thanked him.
The officers and soldiers responded yes and retreated.
Bingwen looked at Zhuo Xiande, whose face was ashen as death. There was no light in the prison.
Coupled with these days of anxiety, panic, and regret, he was left emaciated and depressed.
"Isn't there anything you want to explain to Ambassador Zhuo Yuan?" Bingwen asked warmly.
Zhuo Xiande snorted coldly and did not reply.
"I thought you could see clearly these days, but to this day, do you think anyone can save you?" Bingwen sneered.
Zhuo Xiande's heart was hurt by Bingwen.
Indeed, no one came to visit him in the past ten days.
Even Concubine Li only bribed a jailer to warn him to keep his mouth shut, and his children would still be taken care of.
otherwise…
Otherwise, naturally even the incense will not be left.
Now he is refusing to admit it until they can find no evidence. There is still a glimmer of hope.
If you admit it, you will be responsible for all deaths.
"It seems that the envoy of Zhuo Yuan will not shed tears without seeing the coffin, so I have no choice but to visit my third aunt. Then the opportunity to confess and be lenient will fall on others."
Although Zhuo Xiande was frightened in his heart, he still maintained his determination on his face. He rolled his eyes at him and turned around to show his determination.
Bingwen wasn't upset at all, he turned around and led Kong Changhui towards Yao Meizhen's cell.
Yao Meizhen finally met someone other than a prison guard in the past ten days, and her reaction was much greater than that of Zhuo Xiande.
She threw herself at the cell door, grabbed the iron bars with both hands and asked, "When can I be let out?"
"It depends on when Madam will explain." Bingwen took two steps back and frowned at the haggard, disheveled, and crazy woman in front of him.
Yao Meizhen was instantly discouraged and collapsed on the ground, shaking her head and saying, "I don't know, I don't know anything."
Bingwen also squatted down, sighed to Yao Meizhen, and advised him sincerely: "Madam, you are different from Zhuo Xiande. His death was not a pity, but you still have a pair of children in Admiral Huo's Mansion. , do you still remember?"
(End of chapter)