After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

He should have thought it through. Song Wenyuan had been pretending to be ignorant despite knowing the truth, and pretending to be dying despite being in good health. He was either seriously injured and had not recovered yet, or he was poisoned. He wanted to cough up some blood before speaking. He even refused to step out of Luofengxuan these days. Why did he suddenly mobilize a large force to send a "wanted criminal" to Jingzhao Prefecture in person?

If the criminal was an "important" one, why was he transferred from the iron-clad imperial prison to Jingzhao Prefecture? If Song Wenyuan wanted to avoid suspicion, the man had already been tried in the imperial prison, and it was well known that Yao Yunfeng and Song Wenyuan were good friends, so his attempt to avoid suspicion only made it more obvious.

Zhang Yuanshou felt that he should have thought of it, and he should have thought of it, but because of his guilt towards the child and the confusion that he couldn't tell anyone, he was already confused when he heard the news from his subordinates. How could he have thought of so much? Song Wenyuan wanted him to be confused, right?

There are many rumors in the court now. Some people question the medical skills of me as the head of the Imperial Medical Service, wondering why I have not been able to diagnose a case of "poisoning" in all these years. Some people think that I did it on purpose and wanted to watch the young commander die of poison. Some people think that I was the one who poisoned him and that the so-called "safe pulse" in all these years was actually to confirm how much time the other party has left... In short, there are all kinds of rumors.

I can't explain myself, and Song Wenyuan, who never leaves the house, naturally won't come out to explain. If I am involved in this case again... Now it seems that even this "sick body not leaving the house" is an indispensable step in Song Wenyuan's trap. It is even more regrettable that the man who seemed omnipotent in the past is suddenly powerless.

Dean Zhang looked at Song Wenyuan, who was standing in the dark with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed and not surprised at all, and pulled the corner of his mouth in self-mockery, "I guess Lord Song didn't come at the right time, but has been waiting for a long time, right?"

Song Wenyuan brushed off the non-existent dust on his robe and slowly walked out from the shadows. "That's not the case. After all, everyone knows that I was poisoned many years ago and almost lost my life. My body has been ruined for a long time... Look, I feel exhausted after just standing for a while."

Having said that, he didn't look exhausted at all.

If it comes to talking, ten Zhangs are no match for Song Wenyuan. Zhang is self-aware of this. He stepped aside to make way for the embarrassed Doctor Zhang, and asked Song Wenyuan with a slightly cold face, "Sir Song, what exactly did this child do wrong? Sir Song personally arrested, interrogated, and guarded him."

"Doesn't the head of the academy know?"

"How would I know?" Dean Zhang rolled his eyes and sneered, "Yes, he is indeed my child, but he has lived with his mother since he was a child, and I have never disciplined him all these years. I didn't even know that he even opened a small clinic in a deep alley. Could it be that his medical skills are not good enough and he killed someone? Even if that's the case, this case should be handed over directly to Jingzhao Prefecture for trial. Why bother Lord Song?"

"I don't know whether he is a skilled doctor or not, but I heard that this ancestral recipe for fertility is very effective. If not for this, I would not have guessed that it was the Zhang family." Lord Song, who claimed to be "exhausted", sat on the chair brought by Lin Mu, and then he propped his chin up and pointed at Doctor Zhang, who was in the prison with his head hanging down and didn't say a word and looked like he was about to fall asleep. "This Doctor Zhang is suspected of hiring a killer to kill. He intended to assassinate an official of the court and his family on the East Suburbs pleasure boat... Dean Zhang, this is such a serious crime, I think it's not presumptuous for me to ask about it, right?"

"I didn't!" Doctor Zhang looked up suddenly, staring at Song Wenyuan with hatred in his eyes, "You can always find a pretext to accuse me! I didn't hire anyone to kill anyone, I just went to buy the herbs I wanted! What's wrong with a doctor seeing precious herbs and wanting to get them? Lord Song has made too many enemies, and he has invited his enemies to assassinate him. It is said that every wrong has its perpetrator, and Lord Song didn't properly arrest the real culprit, but instead pushed everything onto me. I am innocent... As for Madam Ling's matter, I have explained it very clearly. She rushed in and wanted to grab the herbs without saying a word, and I didn't know that she was the third young lady of the Kejing Marquis's Mansion. There was fighting and quarreling downstairs, so I naturally misunderstood."

After saying that, he looked up at Song Wenyuan, and unlike his usual timid appearance, he tilted his head with a smile and concluded, "So, this is a misunderstanding, Lord Song."

He seemed to be fearless.

Song Wenyuan also smiled, raised his eyebrows and exchanged glances with Yao Yunfeng, who had been silent from beginning to end, before lazily looking at Doctor Zhang, "He looks like a scholar who has read many books of sages, but he is actually a rogue who talks nonsense... In this case, I will leave this troublemaker to Lord Yao. I am seriously injured and need to return home to rest... Lord Yao, please."

Yao Yunfeng nodded silently, but rolled his eyes lazily because no one could see his feelings. The script was already written.

In the dark and secluded prison, the handsome and noble young man sat there and did not look out of place at all. Even his face, which was a bit paler than that of ordinary people, had an inexplicable harmony with this place. He looked like he belonged to this darkness by nature and was the king of this dark place.

Dean Zhang shuddered for no reason, "Sir Song..." This guy picked it up heavily, and then put it down gently. What was the purpose of mobilizing so many troops?

Song Wenyuan had already stood up with the help of the handrail. He glanced at Dean Zhang, as if he had just remembered that he was also present. He lowered his eyebrows and smiled, then said, "Oh, Dean Zhang... Dean Zhang, don't worry, I am not a talkative person. I have no interest in the Zhang family's past affairs, so I will naturally not go out and talk nonsense."

Dean Zhang nodded slightly. Although he was still feeling uneasy, he was ready to bow his head and thank him. Unexpectedly, Song Wenyuan stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "But Dean Zhang should understand that the son is not well-educated and it is the father's fault... Your son has gone too far, hiring a killer to kill first, and then framing my wife for robbery. Dean Zhang should have seen my wife, a woman who is powerless, how could she rob? As far as this matter is concerned, I will report everything to Your Majesty, and ask Your Majesty to make a decision."

To put it bluntly, it can be summed up in one sentence: I am not talking nonsense, but speaking the truth.

Dean Zhang swallowed the thanks that was on the tip of his tongue, and his old face turned pale and blue, and finally he forced out a cold smile, "Master Song... this is really a big game."