The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

He really is from Jiangnan.

Ever since the death of Young Marquis Zhou's friends, people in the capital have actually been waiting for these people to arrive.

Anyone who is so familiar with the young marquis and follows him to visit the capital must have an extraordinary family background.

Although the family backgrounds of these people could not be compared with the royal relatives in the capital, if the prominent families in Jiangnan were numerous and caused trouble, it would be a big deal.

The emperor must also take into account the people's sentiments in Jiangnan at that time and cannot allow any incident to trigger a tsunami.

Therefore, the emperor has actually been waiting for this matter with a heavy heart.

Lin Rong had interrogated him before and handed over the files. The cook of the Zhou family cried out that he was innocent, saying that he didn't know what that thing was, and that it was the young masters who killed the red muntjac and then sent the meat to him to cook.

The cook said he was wrongly accused, but it was hard to say who killed the red muntjac and sent the meat to the kitchen, and who suggested eating all the meat.

Lin Rong said that it was those young masters who did it, but now they are dead.

And there is no direct evidence.

Can those people in Jiangnan believe just these few words?

As for the other witness, who was with those young masters, his name was Guan Chang. After he returned to the capital, he did not live in the Zhou family, but went back to the Guan family. He did not eat with those people at all.

His confession could not convince those people in Jiangnan.

As soon as these people from Jiangnan entered the city, they asked where Zhou Muqiao's mansion was, and then headed towards it in a mighty manner.

They were so loud that it was hard not to attract attention, so soon a large group of onlookers followed behind them.

"This is going to be a big fuss. I heard that the young masters who died were the apples of their families' eyes and hearts."

"And the only son."

"Jiangnan is a wealthy country. Those are all wealthy families, right? Have you seen their horses and carriages?"

Compared with the carriages in the capital, the carriages from Jiangnan are much more exquisite.

Moreover, the horses that the guards rode looked unusual.

"I think they are most likely doing this on purpose. They want to come to the capital to seek justice. They want to put on their best show even if they lose the fight. How can this be considered shabby?"

Lu Anrong came out again. He was looking for people everywhere, trying to find a way out for his family, but there was really no chance. Now he happened to see this excitement, and after thinking about it, he followed.

Young Lord Zhou, are you in big trouble now?

If there's anything he can help with, he should be able to ask Young Marquis Zhou for help, right?

I heard that the emperor likes his nephew, Young Marquis Zhou.

No matter what, a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor.

Zhou Muchiao's health has finally recovered.

But the death of those friends made him depressed these days, and he couldn't help but drown his sorrows in alcohol.

Today he also called Guan Chang over, and now Guan Chang is the only friend he is relatively familiar with.

But after Guan Chang came, his attitude was obviously different from before.

Guan Chang even asked him to take the initiative to sincerely admit his mistakes when people from Jiangnan came, and see if there was anything he could do to make it up to those people.

Zhou Muchiao found it unbelievable when he heard his words.

"Guan Chang, do you know what you are saying? Do you want me to tell those uncles that their sons were killed by me? Do you want me to say that I am the murderer?"

This is going to kill him!

He will be torn to pieces by those people!

Guan Chang was the only one among this group of young masters who survived because he did not eat the red muntjac.

He has been feeling very uncomfortable these days. He has been locking himself in the room, recalling what happened that day over and over again.

Zhou Muchiao had asked someone to call him before, but he didn't come.

Today he felt that he had thought things through, so he came to the Marquis' Mansion.

"Young Marquis, that's not what I meant! You didn't kill them directly, but you have an unshirkable responsibility. Do you admit it?"

"What responsibility? Is it because I took them hunting? Shouldn't I have thought about taking them to broaden their horizons? Shouldn't I have hunted that red muntjac? Or should I not have agreed to let them follow me to the capital?"

Zhou Muchiao clenched his hands into fists.

He was already feeling very uncomfortable. So many of his friends had died in his mansion. He was also in pain and found it difficult to accept this cruel fact.

Why didn't anyone sympathize with him?

He meant well.

"So many people said they wanted to come to the capital, and I agreed without hesitation. I also said that after they came to the capital, they would eat and live in the Marquis' Mansion, and I would take them to eat, drink and have fun. I would take them to see the customs and practices that are completely different from those in the south of the Yangtze River."

"I also said that if they want to take the imperial examination or come to the capital, I can introduce them to capable people, and they can be relaxed and free in the capital."

"Is it wrong for me to be so sincere?"

Guan Chang looked at him incomprehensible.

"That's not what I meant! The young marquis's original intention was naturally good, and it was they who urged me to follow you to the capital. You can't blame me for this."

"But, when you were at Weiming Mountain, you clearly felt very uncomfortable after eating a piece of meat, and you vomited and had diarrhea. It was very serious."

"Why did they bring the muntjac back? Since they brought it back, why didn't they deal with it properly?"

"Why didn't the young marquis tell them that they must not eat that thing?"

Guan Chang couldn't help it and said all these words directly.

"If the young marquis had been able to deal with the red muntjac in time, this incident would never have happened."

"His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin has repeatedly emphasized that it cannot be eaten. Why didn't the young marquis listen to him?"

Guan Chang even felt that Zhou Muchiao had some ulterior motives towards Prince Jin.

I heard that people in the capital used to compare the two of them, but generally they said that Prince Jin had better looks and status.

If the emperor did not favor Zhou Muchiao, then he might not have any resentment.

But the emperor favored Zhou Muchiao and treated him almost like his own son. So Zhou Muchiao felt somewhat unrealistically that his status was no worse than that of the King of Jin.

So, when others said that he was slightly inferior to the King of Jin, he would not accept it.

He also felt that he didn't need to listen too much to King Jin.

If someone else told Zhou Muchiao that the red muntjac could not be eaten, Zhou Muchiao might have really listened to it and would have directly disposed of the red muntjac.

But that was what the King of Jin said, and Zhou Muchiao was a little dissatisfied. Even though he had tasted it himself and found that it was indeed a problem, he didn't want to get rid of the red muntjac just like that.

It seems that bringing the things back is a bit of confrontation with King Jin.

This is what Guan Chang realized in the past few days.

"What do you mean now? Did I ask them to snatch the red muntjac back? They snatched it back from the guards of King Jin themselves!" Zhou Muchiao said.