The doctor's gaze froze on the string of bodhi beads, and his face instantly turned pale. The shopkeeper kneeling beside him was still arguing for himself, he turned his head in a trance, and clung to the shopkeeper's words.
"Everyone said that it has nothing to do with me, but this poison can't be conjured out of thin air." An Changqing took a sip of the tea cup at hand and put it down. The tea cup collided with the hard mahogany table top and made a "dong" sound. A dull voice: "It's better to interrogate the two of them separately. From the diagnosis of the disease to the prescription of the medicine, what are the rules? After the hands of those people, they will be cross-examined one by one. Then the two will be matched. If they are the best... If not superior… "
An Changqing's eyes froze: "The torture chamber of the palace can always be tortured."
The two kneeling in the middle shivered, and hurriedly fell to the ground: "I will know everything and say everything!"
Li shi raised her eyes slightly, glanced at the two of them, and lowered her eyes again, only the bodhi beads on her wrists turned a little faster.
"Princess, this is An Mansion, not Dali Temple." An Zhike, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up, with a strong displeased look in his eyes: "The poison may not necessarily be the two of them, so why move out of the torture room to threaten?"
An Changqing refused to give in an inch: "If my father thinks that I used lynching, it's okay to send the Dali Siqing."
"You!" An Zhike choked, he naturally didn't dare to let the people from Dali Temple come to investigate, and it was rumored that the An family would become a joke... If it really turns out old things, it's not a joke.
"Just try it if you want." An Zhike threw his sleeves heavily.
"Tie Hu, take the person to the next wing."
Tie Hu obeyed the order, pressed the doctor down first, and temporarily locked it in the next ear room, leaving the shopkeeper alone in the hall.
The shopkeeper knelt in the middle of the battle, An Changqing sat on the main seat, the rest of the An residence sat on both sides, plus the servant girl who served, the eyes of more than ten people fell on him, and they saw him sweating coldly. .
He answered whatever Hu Zifei asked, and even explained such trivial matters as the medicinal herbs for Concubine Yu. After all the inquiries were completed, half an hour had passed.
The paper in Hu Zhifei's hand was full, and he folded it and presented it to An Changqing. The next round of interrogation began.
The doctor's surname is Wang, he is in his early fifties, and he is already quite old. He stayed in the ear room alone for half an hour, and when he was brought up again, his legs were all soft, and it was because of the iron tiger that he did not collapse on the spot.
Hu Zhifei asked as usual. He had been with the army for a long time. Although the interrogation seemed gentle, the questions were linked to the core, making it too late for people to respond. After answering a few questions, Dr. Wang was already covered in sweat.
The wandering eyes involuntarily glanced in the direction of Li.
A cold light flashed in Li's eyes, and the sharp fingernails scratched the wooden beads, leaving clear scratches on them.
Hu Zifei was still asking, and the sharp questions came down one by one. Dr. Wang was already stunned. There were a series of questions in his ears, but his mind was full of the familiar string of bodhi beads—the thing his old mother wore all the year round. .
He raised his head in sweat, and looked around with dazed eyes. He didn't know where the strength came from, and he jumped up suddenly and slammed into the pillar on one side.
In an instant, blood flowed like a stream, and the hall was in chaos.
Doctor Wang fell to the ground, his body twitched a few times and then he stopped moving. Hu Zifei was the first to go over to check his breath, and then shook his head towards An Changqing: "Dead."
The female family members had lingering fears and stayed far away from the pillar.
The old lady clutched her forehead and kept reciting Buddha, and told the servants to quickly carry the body down, An Zhike half supported her, frowned and looked at An Changqing, and said coldly: "Everyone is dead, Princess Should you be satisfied now?"
An Changqing did not expect that the doctor would choose to commit suicide.
His original plan was just to force the doctor to confess his guilt. The poison in Concubine Yu's decoction today was the result of a discussion between him and Hu Shifei and Zhao Shi, but it was only to have substantial evidence to catch them off guard.
Otherwise, if the Qianzhong brocade and the medicinal materials are directly pierced, it will cause people to be poisoned. When the two sides confront each other, the doctor can completely evade the lack of medical skills and know about it, and the Li family behind it can sit back and relax - she is a deep-seated thing that even the doctor does not know. Housewife, how would you know
After much thought, An Changqing finally chose this desperate way to deceive the doctor and the Li family. As long as the doctor admits the poisoning in a panic, he can use this to force An Zhike to agree to take his biological mother and sister out, regardless of whether he confesses or not. As for the Li family, there are backers waiting for her.
It just didn't occur to him that the Li family was more ruthless than he imagined. He was able to force the doctor to commit suicide on the spot.
Glancing vaguely at Mrs. Li, who was being guarded by the maids and looked panicked, An Changqing scoffed: "He is a doctor, and he has no grievances with Concubine Yu. , the clues are broken, instead of being blind, we might as well ask Dali Temple to investigate."
"How dare you!" An Zhike said angrily: "The murderer has already been executed, and Concubine Yu has not had any trouble. This is the end of the matter. If the trouble goes out, the An family will become the laughing stock of the entire Yejing!"
An Changqing's face sank, and she finally stopped wearing the polite mask: "The An family has become a laughing stock, what does it have to do with me? All I know is that if the real culprit is not found one day, Concubine Yu's life will be in danger! "
"Is human life more important, or is your family's face more important?"
"No one can surpass the century-old legacy left by our ancestors!" An Zhike said sharply.
"Then Xiangguo will guard this century-old foundation," An Changqing said with a more mocking expression: "Yu Concubine, I received Zhuangzi to go to recuperate. Yu'er also went with me."
An Zhike's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at him as if he didn't know him. After a long time, he said three "good" words in a row, and said bitterly: "Okay, so you have this idea in the morning?! I don't know about you. And such ingenuity."
"Xiangguo doesn't know a lot." An Changqing looked at him and smiled slightly: "How?"
An Zhike stood up and said: "Yu Yiniang can go to Zhuangzi to recuperate, but Yu'er can't go, next spring is her wedding date, she wants to stay at home to prepare for marriage, and at this time, go to Zhuangzi to recuperate with her aunt, what kind of etiquette will it be? ?"
An Changqing naturally disagreed with his reasons, planning to marry? Whether or not this marriage can be done is a matter of debate. He didn't want to leave his innocent and weak sister alone in this cannibalistic prime minister's mansion.
"There's no rush to get married. Yu'er eats and lives with her aunt. The real culprit has not yet been caught. My aunt went to Zhuangzi and left her alone. In case of an accident..." An Changqing lowered her eyes slightly, and slowly Slowly said: "Otherwise, I'd better ask Dali Si Qing to investigate. Only when the real culprit is caught can people be reassured."
It was the first time that An Zhike was forced into such a situation by someone who calculated him, and the person who calculated him was a concubine who he was too lazy to look at before. He glared at An Changqing fiercely, as if he was not his son, but his enemy, and said word by word, "Let her go!"
"Thank you Xiangguo." An Changqing finally showed a sincere smile: "There are a lot of things in the house, and today I will take people to Zhuangzi first."
After he finished speaking, he nodded slightly to everyone, and under the guard of Tie Hu and Zhao Shi, he took Yu Yiniang and An Xianyu out of the flower hall.
When he reached the door of the flower hall, An Changqing caught a glimpse of a figure, stopped and called, "Second Aunt."
Sun shi has already cleaned up at this moment, and her expression looks normal. She was not in the hall just now, but now that she is here, most of them already know what happened inside.
An Changqing was thinking about how to use this "back hand", and he brought it to the door by himself. He curled his lips, and when passing by, said in a low voice, "De Ren Tang is the shop of my mother's family. , do you know about this?"
Sun shi looked at him bitterly: "What if you know? You can't use me!"
An Changqing smiled softly: "It's not about use, everyone has the same goal. Concubine Yu was poisoned in vain, and my cousin died innocently... The murderer can't be allowed to go unpunished..."
This time, Mrs. Sun didn't speak.
An Changqing said again, "Doctor Wang's family lives in Tongyun Hutong," and walked over by her side.
When he came out of the gate of An Mansion, An Changqing let out a long sigh, looked at his mother and younger sister who were still unable to react, and said with a smile, "Finally, I don't need to be harassed in this ghost place anymore, I will raise it in the future. you."
Yu shi looked at him blankly, her eyes were slightly red, her fingers brushed his eyebrows, and she said in a dumb voice, "Well, you're suffering."
The innocent and soft son in the past had quietly grown into a big tree that could shelter them from the wind and rain before she knew it.
"It's not bitter." An Changqing blinked hard, pressed down the soreness in his nose, and tried to smile: "Get in the car, go back to the palace first, and then I'll choose a Zhuangzi who is suitable for recuperation, and my mother and sister will stay for a while."
Although he wanted to be with his mother and sister more, he thought about how much they would gossip when they always lived in the palace... And there was still the matter of the Zhongyong Houfu, so it might be better for them to stay away from their eyes and minds bother.
Yu and An Xianyu got into the carriage first, but An Changqing was about to go in, but found that it was a little crowded. Today was a smaller carriage, and the two of them were okay, but the three of them were a little crowded. An Changqing was thinking about whether to go up and squeeze, or go to the back to grab the sedan chair with Hu Zifei, when a deep voice came from behind: "Well?"
An Changqing's ears warmed, and she turned around and glared at him: "Don't call this name!"
This was a subconscious reaction of him, and only after thinking about it did he realize that he was too presumptuous. He glanced secretly at the people around him, and saw that all of them had their heads down, their eyes and noses and their hearts. He went to see Xiao Zhige again, and saw that Xiao Zhige still had the same expression, and stretched out his hand to him: "I'll pick you up, let's go together."
An Changqing's heart softened again, the anger just now dissipated unconsciously, and only shame remained.
He dawdled back and glanced at the carriage, and finally gritted his teeth and held the man's outstretched hand.
Xiao Zhige held him, took advantage of his strength to carry the man onto the horse, and let him sit in front of him. Today, he was riding a large purplish red horse, which was much taller and stronger than other horses, more than enough for two people.
An Changqing pressed against his chest, feeling the eyes that seemed to be coming from all around him. He clenched the mane on the horse's back uncomfortably with both hands, and urged, "Go back quickly."
"Yeah." Xiao Zhige wrapped his arms around his waist, held the reins with all his hands, and tucked the horse's belly lightly under his feet.
Tie Hu, Zhao Shi and the others at the back were all dumbfounded and stayed in place for a long time without moving. It was Hu Zifei who reacted first, patted the sedan chair vigorously and shouted, "Why are you all standing there? Let's go!"
Only then did everyone wake up like a dream, and quickly carried the sedan chair, and the horseman on horseback followed.