Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family

Li Shuangmiao was startled and looked at her in panic, only to see Madam Zhao giving her a meaningful smile.

"Thank you very much, Madam Zhao. But I don't have anything to give you as a reward. Madam, would you like to come back with me later?"

Xu frowned. What's wrong with Miaomiao? What's the point of being so nice to a old woman?

Madam Zhao smiled and nodded: "In that case, I would like to thank you very much, Second Miss."

Li Shuangwan turned around and glanced at the two of them indifferently.

Luo Man couldn't help but roll her eyes again: "Madam Zhao, those who know you are the princess's servant, those who don't know would think you are the second lady's servant. Are you trying to curry favor with her so quickly?"

Madam Zhao smiled awkwardly and let go of Li Shuangmiao: "Look at what Miss Roman is saying."

Li Huaiyi frowned. He originally planned to return to the city with King Heng and Li Shuangwan, but when he saw Li Shuangwan's face, he suddenly felt extremely annoyed.

His face was gloomy as he said, "Princess, please go back first. We still have some things to do here. We will be back tomorrow."

Li Shuangwan simply responded, got on the carriage and returned to the city with a few others.

During the days when Li Shuangwan and his companions were performing a ritual for Old Master Li at the White Horse Temple, a story was being passed around by word of mouth among the people throughout Shengjing City.

The ancestors of the Hu family had fought for the world with the ancestor emperor, and had been stabbed together. They were not only monarchs and subjects, but also close friends. The Hu family gave up the path of military generals and turned to literature because of a sentence from the ancestor emperor: peace depends on military force, and governance depends on literature. The Northern Jin Dynasty needs capable civil officials. Now, two hundred years have passed, and although the Hu family has made some minor mistakes, they really shouldn't have died so miserably, which chilled the hearts of the ancestors underground.

As the news spread, it finally reached the ears of Emperor Jingzhang.

Emperor Jingzhang was furious and flipped the table: "What are the Hu family trying to do? Are they threatening me? How dare the women of the Hu family? How dare they!"

The chief eunuch Zhang Desheng bent his body, almost hanging his head to the ground, wishing he could become invisible so that the emperor could not see him.

Jinyiwei commander Lu Dongqing was summoned into the palace.

Emperor Jingzhang stood behind the imperial desk, pacing back and forth like a mad dog, and shouted, "Which woman in the Hu family said this bullshit? Check it out for me, check it out carefully!"

Lu Dongqing was wearing a Feiyu suit and had an embroidered spring sword on his waist. Among all the civil and military officials in the court, he was the only one, the commander of the Jinyiwei, who was allowed to carry a sword into the palace.

"Your Majesty, I have already ordered people to investigate this matter. This rumor did not come from the Hu family. The Hu family is full of women, and they would not dare to make up such a beheading rumor."

Emperor Jingzhang's eyes were twisted with anger. Hearing this, he stamped his feet and stared at Lu Dongqing.

"Why, you want to speak for the Hu family? Do you think I was wrong in sentencing Hu Zhenfang and the Hu family? I think they dared to do that. It's because I was too lenient with them that those women still had the energy to make up stories about me and our ancestors!"

Lu Dongqing lifted his robe and knelt down. He was only in his early twenties, and his face was as hard as steel. "I dare not. I have already found out that these words came from Chu Lou, and were spread by word of mouth among several scholars. They were not done by the girl from the Hu family."

Emperor Jingzhang snorted coldly: "Then investigate this Chu Lou carefully! See if he has any connection with the Hu family."

"Yes."

"Your Majesty, the Minister of Justice, Mr. Zhang, requests to see you."

"Let him in." At this time Zhang Mao came to see him. The case that he secretly asked him to investigate, that the dagger that stabbed the prince was coated with Zhaoguo snake venom, had made some progress.

Emperor Jingzhang waved his hand and asked Lu Dongqing to leave.

Lu Dongqing saw the Minister of Justice Zhang Maozheng holding a pile of things at the door of the imperial study.

He glanced casually and saw Zhang Mao holding something in his hand.

And this kind of thing only exists in Zhao State.

As soon as my mind turned, I naturally thought of the assassination of the prince. The dagger was coated with snake venom unique to Zhao State.

Now the prince's hand is disabled.

Even the Nine-Turn Soul-Restoring Needle of that great doctor Qiao Shunqiao couldn't bring back the soul.

Lu Dongqing curled the corners of his mouth coldly.

In the imperial study, after hearing what Zhang Maozheng said, Emperor Jingzhang slammed the table heavily, shocking Zhang Desheng's heart so much.

"Zhang Maozheng, this is serious!"

"Your Majesty, it is absolutely true. Although that kind of snake venom is unique to Zhao State, it is not difficult to buy on the black market. I have already found out that it was indeed the chief official Cai Jin who was beside His Royal Highness the Third Prince who bought a bottle twenty days ago."

Zhang Maozheng secretly glanced at Emperor Jingzhang and hurriedly said, "I went to the restaurant where the assassin Mo Yu worked again and found something in the room where he lived."

Zhang Maozheng handed it over with both hands.

Naturally, the restaurant was closed on the day the prince got into trouble, and the owner is still in jail.

Zhang Desheng raised his eyes to look at Emperor Jingzhang, then lowered his head and walked over, took the thing from Zhang Maozheng's hand, and presented it to Emperor Jingzhang.

It was a silver note for one hundred taels, without any mark on it.

Emperor Jingzhang took it and looked at it over and over again, but couldn't figure out what it was. "It's just a hundred taels of silver, what's the problem?"

"Your Majesty, please smell the banknote carefully to see if there is any special smell."

Emperor Jingzhang put his nose close to it and sniffed it carefully, and there really was something there.

"This fragrance is called Bo Yun Su Chen Fragrance. It has a pure and simple fragrance that is light and long-lasting. Once you get a scent from it, it will last for dozens of days."

"Mo Yu is just a scholar. He was just a waiter before the incident. One hundred taels is not a small amount. He just stuffed it under his pillow like that."

Emperor Jingzhang's face was so gloomy that ink could be dripped out of it. He was very familiar with this fragrance. The third brother Ling Yao had this incense burning in his study all year round, so he had this fragrance on his body all the time.

His face turned dark: "Go on!"

"I went to the prison to interrogate the owner of the restaurant. He was able to confirm that someone had approached Mo Yu twenty days ago. This person was the same person who went to the black market to buy snake venom, Cai Jin."

"Take Cai Jin to jail and give him a thorough trial."

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that the third brother was too impatient.

Zhang Maozheng looked embarrassed, and after a while he said, "Your Majesty, Cai Jin is dead."

"Dead? How did you die?"

"Just yesterday, he was hanged on the locust tree in the backyard of the Third Prince's Mansion."

"What does Ling Yao want to do? What does he want to do!" Emperor Jingzhang slammed the table loudly.

……

At this moment in the Third Prince's Mansion, Ling Yao still didn't know that the assassination of the Crown Prince had been linked to him.

He was pacing back and forth in the study.

The guard came to report: "Your Highness, we have found out that Hu Zhenfang and his family were indeed abducted four days ago, and their whereabouts are still unknown."

"Was it the prince who did it?" Ling Yao asked excitedly.

The guard shook his head: "I don't know."

The staff stepped forward and said, "The Crown Prince was assassinated and has been recuperating in the East Palace these days. He probably doesn't have the energy to arrange this matter."

Ling Yao snorted coldly and asked the guards: "Old Five and Old Six, what are they doing?"

The second brother, Ling Yun, is still on the way back to Beijing with the coffin, so it can't be him.