The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

Xia Pinxiang was shocked, and hatred surged in her heart. The servants hadn't left yet, but the queen was just not giving her face. She was so embarrassed that her face turned red.

"Okay, stand up! Please take a seat." The queen did not bother her for too long and let Xia Pinxiang stand up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xia Pinxiang suppressed her hatred and stood up and sat down.

"Okay, all of you go down! We don't need anyone to serve here." Bichi called the servants to go out.

The Queen opened her mouth and said: "Yang'er is now in the Dali Temple, how can you still sit here?"

Xia Pinxiang did not dare to neglect it, and leaned forward to say to the queen: "I have written a letter to my father, asking him to put the blame on the Minister of Works. It would be best if you can find a few more ministers to testify for your highness. In this way, your highness's guilt will be much lighter."

"That's all. The emperor won't let Yang'er go so easily. The source of this incident is the Yang family of Chuzhou, which is your aunt's family." The queen wanted to test Xia Pinxiang today. If this matter is related to Xia Pinxiang, she must not keep this scourge.

"The Yang family of Chuzhou?" Something bad had happened. It was she and Mo Yuyang who had suppressed them personally, especially because Yang Fan loved her, otherwise she would not have taken the risk.

The queen looked at her murky expression and leaned back lazily. She waved to Bi Ba and Bi Ba went down.

"No one knows better than you what happened to the Yang family back then. The Yang family's project was originally framed. Now a careful investigation will definitely reveal the trick. However, Yang'er has nothing to do with this matter. After all, Yang'er has no relatives or friends with the Yang family, let alone close friends. The Minister of Works had the intention of rebellion early on, and even deceived the prince and sent people to confuse Prince Yuan. His crime is unforgivable. He also forged false evidence to try to frame Prince Yuan, which is a serious crime that will punish all nine generations of the family."

Xia Pinxiang listened carefully, and after listening, she gave a sinister smile: "I understand."

The queen took the cat that Bichi brought and stroked its fur: "Tell the Minister of Rites that if he can't handle this matter, I will handle it for him."

"Yes, ma'am."

Xia Pinxiang quickly sent a letter to Xia Liu.

Xia Liu understood now that Yang Fan must have known something, otherwise he would not have brought up the incident as soon as he took office, thus cutting off any possibility of getting along with King Yuan from the very beginning.

Apart from King Luo, Xia Liu couldn't think of anyone else who would do this.

But not only him, even His Royal Highness Prince Yuan had no evidence, and no one could directly identify Prince Luo.

There is no other way except to push the blame onto the Minister of Works as much as possible.

Xia Zhibai hadn't seen Xia Yanxiang for a long time, so he had some doubts. He asked Tu, but Tu just said that she had gone out of the city with Dongfang Ji to collect herbs, so Xia Zhibai didn't think much about it.

October was approaching, and Xia Yanxiang had been recuperating on the farm for more than a month. She didn't feel anything at first, but Yue Qing kept holding her back and wouldn't let her return to Beijing.

Xia Yanxiang felt that she was already well and didn't understand Yue Qing's worries.

Yue Qing repeatedly warned Xia Yanxiang that she must rest and that a serious injury like a heart injury would not heal overnight.

Xia Yanxiang had no choice but to endure it. Fortunately, Mo Chen would send her messages from time to time.

It’s just strange that Mo Yuchen hasn’t sent any letter for several days.

But it's also true that things don't happen every day in the court, so no news is good news.

It's just that I heard that her good father has always clearly believed that Mo Fuyang is innocent. He also argued for Mo Fuyang and found a lot of evidence in Mo Fuyang's favor.

It seems that he is planning to abandon the Minister of Works as a chess piece.

The longer Mo Yuyang stays in the Dali Temple, the more advantageous it will be for Mo Yuchen. Things change rapidly in the court and everyone is a shrewd person. Which prince has a better chance of inheriting the throne is not just based on bloodline.

However, Prince Yuan’s temporary downfall does not mean that there is no chance at all, so Mo Yuchen must seize the opportunity.

How could Mo Yuyang just watch Mo Yuchen outside like that? And Xia Liu, his top subordinate, would certainly not do that.

"Your Majesty, I think that just relying on an account book alone cannot completely convict Prince Yuan of a crime. After all, it is not difficult to forge an account book." In the court, Xia Liu once again refuted this matter.

"It is possible that someone is deliberately trying to suppress Prince Yuan. I hope Your Majesty can see clearly."

Mo Cheng listened without any intention of speaking, and the other ministers below also spoke one after another.

"Since the Minister of Rites said so, does that mean there is evidence to prove that this account book is forged?" The one who spoke was the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple. Although he was not the chief judge of this case, he was more or less involved in it.

"If Shaoqing wants to ask this, you can just produce solid evidence to prove Prince Yuan's guilt. Then there will be no need for Prince Yuan to prove his innocence." Xia Liu was not willing to be outdone, nor did he fall into the trap of self-proof by Shaoqing of the Dali Temple.

"Minister of Rites, don't be partial to your daughter just because she is Prince Yuan's concubine! Don't forget, you are the Minister of Rites of Dayong, the Minister of Rites of His Majesty!" An old minister who had long disliked Xia Liu snorted coldly and "kindly" reminded Xia Liu.

"Speaking of which, the Minister of Rites is quite strange. When he investigated the case of your legitimate daughter, he didn't pay much attention to it, but favored his concubine's daughter. I wonder if the Minister of Rites doesn't take the Right Prime Minister seriously." The Minister of Punishments deliberately brought up this matter, as if to remind everyone that Xia Liu was unusual.

If Xia Liu hadn't intervened, his daughter, the Minister of Justice, could have married His Royal Highness Prince Yuan. She was a legitimate daughter of his family and was eligible for marriage, so she would have been the principal wife.

In the future, he will be the Minister of Justice and the father-in-law of the emperor.

"What does the Minister of Justice mean? Is he dissatisfied with the fact that His Majesty has granted my daughter in marriage to His Royal Highness Prince Yuan, and is deliberately trying to squeeze me?" Xia Liu deliberately escalated the matter to the point that the Minister of Justice was dissatisfied with Mo Cheng, so that the Minister of Justice would shut up.

"Your Majesty, I have absolutely no such intention!" The Minister of Justice quickly expressed his loyalty to Mo Cheng and glared at Xia Liu.

Mo Cheng didn't care about the quarrel among the ministers, and there was no change on his face.

Mo Cheng seemed unconcerned, but he was actually observing the expressions of his subordinates.

Right Prime Minister Tu Song's expression did not change at all, as if the person mentioned by the Minister of Justice just now was not him.

Xia Zhibai, who was known for his rebelliousness, rarely showed any reaction.

"My dear Tu, what do you think about this matter?" Mo Cheng suddenly asked.

The people below immediately quieted down and watched Tu Song's reaction.

"Your Majesty, I think that this matter still needs the Dali Temple to investigate the evidence and obtain witnesses and physical evidence to determine whether Prince Yuan is involved in this case. We can't just rely on words and make a conclusion." Tu Song said word by word, neither humble nor arrogant.

"What does General Pu Wei think about this matter?"