The daughter of a general is reborn to save the whole family of the marquis

Xie Lin immediately lowered his eyes, knelt down and saluted: "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Crown Prince Dongfang Ye strode forward and personally helped him up: "This must be the Minister of Justice that my father promoted a few days ago, right? Please stand up quickly."

Xie Lin noticed that the prince's voice was somewhat similar to his own, not much, but he could tell the difference if he listened carefully.

Chu Heyi said that she was shocked when she saw the prince, or perhaps not just shocked by the prince's similarity to his profile.

Chu Heyi knew him very well and was very familiar with his voice, which was why he was so shocked.

Other people's feelings may not be as deep as Chu Heyi's.

"It's your humble servant Xie Lin." Xie Lin stood up.

"Some time ago, I followed my father's order and went out for inspection. I was not in Shengjing City. I just came back to pay my respects to my father. I have heard about your victory in the Purple Palace a few days ago. You are really a rare talent. I admire you very much. I wonder if Master Xie is free? Let's go to the East Palace for tea!"

Dongfang Ye was enthusiastic and sincere, his eyes full of anticipation, as if he wanted to be Xie Lin's lifelong confidant.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I am responsible for trying Zheng Xiangrong's case. Now that there is a result, I will report to the emperor."

"In that case, you go find the emperor first. When I have time in the future, I will drink wine and have tea with Master Xie."

"I'll take my leave." Xie Lin bowed and took a few steps back. He waited until Dongfang Ye walked away from him before he stood up and walked towards the Zichen Hall.

Along the way, he did not look back at the Crown Prince's back.

Dongfang Ye, on the other hand, stopped after walking ten feet, turned his head to look at Xie Lin, and asked the eunuch Huai Qi beside him: "Does Lord Xie look like me?"

Since he had heard about Xie Lin becoming a god in one battle, he naturally also heard that Xie Lin looked like him.

Huai Qi said, "In my opinion, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a man of unrivalled beauty, but I don't think Lord Xie looks like His Royal Highness at all."

Dongfang Ye waved his fan, knocked him on the head heavily, said nothing, turned around and left in a casual manner.

In the Purple Palace, Xie Lin presented Zheng Xiangrong's crimes to the emperor.

After the emperor read it, he said, "Zheng Xiangrong has a vicious mind and is a vicious person. He has failed the emperor's grace. I will give him the poison of pulling the machine. All males over the age of three in his family will be beheaded, and the rest will be exiled."

Although Zheng Xiangrong was the prime minister's nephew, he had already set up his own family. The emperor's punishment only affected his family and did not involve the prime minister's Chengguo Mansion.

But after the emperor's punishment, everyone in Duke Cheng's mansion still felt a sense of panic and sadness, and everyone was silent for a long time. They basically did not go out, and even if they went out, they kept a low profile.

On the day when Xie Lin delivered the medicine to Zheng Xiangrong, he went there in person.

Zheng Xiangrong's eyes were like blades, piercing Xie Lin, and he was still saying the same thing: "I have never stolen the military secrets of the Northern Territory, I have never colluded with the enemy and betrayed my country, it was Chu Heyi who framed me, I want to see the emperor!!"

Xie Lin said: "When you killed so many girls, you didn't even give them a chance to escape. This alone is enough for you to die thousands of times."

Xie Lin directly had someone feed Zheng Xiangrong poison.

Zheng Xiangrong's body was twisted and he was in great pain.

Xie Lin asked the people around him to leave, and he approached Zheng Xiangrong with his eyes as cold as snow.

“I know you didn’t steal the military secrets of the Northern Territory, but you tried to frame the Zhenbei Marquisate for stealing the military secrets of the Southern City Pass.

"Your fate today is what you wanted the Zhenbei Marquis's family to suffer. Now you have brought this upon yourself, so why are you unconvinced?

"Take advantage of the situation and bite back. I asked Miss Heyi to do this."

"you!"

Zheng Xiangrong uttered only one word and could not say any more.

It was not until this moment that he realized that the people who brought him down were not only Chu Heyi, but also Xie Lin.

Before this, he had no idea who had attacked him. Zheng Xiangrong thought to himself, "I'm so stupid. If I don't die, who will?"

"Someone will avenge me!" Zheng Xiangrong's teeth were chattering in pain, but he still said it fiercely.

Xie Lin stared at his red eyes and said coldly: "If you want to curse, curse me, don't curse her. If you want to turn into a ghost to seek revenge after you die, find me, don't find her."

Zheng Xiangrong could no longer answer him.

After suffering great torture, Zheng Xiangrong died in a very tragic way.

Xie Lin finished Zheng Xiangrong's case. He was going to complete the loan task of the court next. Yuan Yun was also sent to him.

The moment he saw Yuan Yun, Xie Lin suddenly thought that Zheng Yizhao should have also been sent to Chu Heyi.

Xie Lin called Wang Shan over and said, "Send this man's life story to Miss Heyi and hand it over to her personally."

Chu Heyi had indeed met Zheng Yizhao.

She was very surprised!

The man standing in front of me was a teenager of about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole, but his face was blue, as if he had not eaten enough for years.

He is Zheng Wenkang's legitimate grandson. Although he is not the eldest grandson of the eldest son, he is also a legitimate son. However, he looks like he was abused when he grew up.

Xie Lin asked someone to deliver Zheng Yizhao's biography. Chu Heyi immediately opened it and read it, his eyes occasionally moving from the letter to Zheng Yizhao.

Although Zheng Yizhao was standing in front of her, his thoughts had flown somewhere else and he seemed not to notice Chu Heyi's gaze at all.

After Chu Heyi finished reading the letter, he closed it and asked Baihua to keep it.

Zheng Yizhao was a child who really liked weapons. When he was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he would go to the armory whenever he had free time. Even if he didn't have free time, he would squeeze out time to go to the armory. Every year, he would use the New Year's money he received to buy weapons.

But because he had no connections, most of the time he spent money but failed to buy suitable weapons.

Zheng Yizhao's parents hated his hobbies and thought they were extremely shameful, so they ordered him to study.

Whenever he was seen running to the armory, he would be beaten and then starved for two or three days; if he was seen hiding weapons, the consequences would be the same; if he was seen not doing his homework well, the punishment would be the same, because it was believed that he was too addicted to weapons, which led to such consequences, and he would still be punished.

Wouldn't a child who went hungry every other day become skinny? Even though he was a legitimate grandson, he was ridiculed and looked down upon in the Prime Minister's Mansion. His parents would shake their heads and sigh whenever they saw him.

No wonder he was so famous for being abolished. Even the Queen knew about it and insisted on sending the man to her.

You want to disturb her mind and hold her back at the same time?

Chu Heyi walked up to him and asked him, "Master Yizhao, are you hungry? Do you want to eat chicken legs or braised pork?"

Hearing about food, Zheng Yizhao finally looked at her, as if he had been hungry for a long time, his eyes full of expectation: "Can I have both?"

Chu Heyi discovered that his eyes were very clear and had never been tainted by the filth of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

How should I put it? It's both clear and stupid.

If the Third Prince's wife were here, it could be summed up as... clear stupidity.