The whole world thinks that I am trying to usurp the throne

"Liu Yuan?" Yan Xun asked suspiciously, "I have never had any contact with Liu Yuan, and I never forced him to poison the emperor's brother, let alone force him to death, old lady, please don't accuse me."

"It's you! It's you who killed my son!" The old woman cried, and turned her head to look at Zhou Co. "Master Zhou, you must give my son justice...he died unjustly..."

The old woman's face was full of creases, her eyes were red, and tears flowed down from the corners of her red, swollen and loose eyes, filling every crease neatly.

She looked at Zhou Cozy eagerly, full of hope, her neck was twisted like a duck whose throat was choked, as if it was about to break in the next moment.

Yan Xun felt pity in his heart: "Madam, I really never killed Liu Yuan. Liu Yuan died of taking poison, and I have nothing to do with it."

"Don't...don't make excuses..." The old woman was choked up with tears, "My son's suicide note was clearly written, it was you who forced my son to death!"

Yan Xun turned to Zhou Cozy and said, "Master Zhou, where is the suicide note?"

"Old man, let go of your hand first." Seeing that the old woman refused, Zhou Co could only stretch out her hand to break off the old woman's fingers, which seemed to be embedded in Yan Xun's soft clothes, not loose at all.

The old woman's fingers were like dead bark, which was very thorny. The two of them were in a stalemate. It took a long time for Zhou Xi to break off all ten of the old woman's fingers.

The old woman stood on the spot, keeping her fingers in the same state as they were when they were opened, her cruel eyes piercing every inch of Yan Xun's body.

Zhou Co took out Liu Yuan's suicide note from his bosom, handed it to Yan Xun, and said, "Second Highness, please read carefully."

Yan Xun took the suicide note and read it. It was impressive how he forced Liu Yuan to poison Yan Yu, and how he forced Liu Yuan to commit suicide.

It was written in the suicide note that he had a secret meeting with Liu Yuan in Guiyuxuan, and at that time he handed Liu Yuan a white porcelain bottle, which contained the poison/drug to murder Yan Yu—this confession and Wang Shu’s The testimony matches.

"Your Highness." Hearing Xiao Yuebai calling himself, Yan Xun understood, and handed the suicide note in front of Xiao Yuebai.

Xiao Yuebai glanced briefly, and said to Zhou Cozy: "Liu Yuan's suicide note may have been forged by the murderer, Zhou..."

Zhou Yan interrupted: "My minister has asked Mr. Kang of the Imperial Academy to examine it. Mr. Kang can prove that this suicide note is definitely not forged."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yan glanced at Xiao Yuebai, then fixed his eyes on Yan Xun, quickly grabbed the suicide note from Xiao Yuebai's hand, spread it flat on the tip of Yan Xun's nose, and pressed her step by step: "Second Highness, this suicide note is written with the king Shu’s testimony matches, how do you explain it? Yesterday you forced Wang Shu to be speechless with sophistry, and even tried to accuse Wang Shu of the crime, what new defense do you have now?”

"I..." Yan Xun managed to utter a word, but Zhou Yan didn't give him time to finish his sentence, so he raised his voice and asked the two people in the pharmacy, "Will the person who bought the 'Nine Kills' be among them?"

Both people in the pharmacy shook their heads, and the shopkeeper of the pharmacy said: "That person is not among them."

Zhou Yan asked again: "Have you looked carefully?"

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy replied: "The small one is for business. Any customer who has seen it with his own eyes will never forget it in such a short time. Although the small one only glanced at it at that time, that person covered his face." , but just that one glance is enough for the little one to remember the appearance of that person, and that person is indeed not among the eight people."

Zhou Co was slightly taken aback, and said to the Lius: "Go and see if there are two of the eight servants you met that day."

The old woman was sobbing, she gave Yan Xun a tearful look, and then walked straight to the eight servants.

She wiped away her tears, opened her eyes wide, and carefully looked at the servant in front of her. Her gaze was fierce, like a dagger that had been quenched with poison. See clearly.

Eight servants stood in two rows, and she looked from the first to the last in the first row, but she couldn't find the two people who were carrying 1 taels of life money that day.

She suddenly felt that all the energy in her whole body was gone, she closed her eyes, and her whole body suddenly fell down, but fortunately the old man beside her helped her, so she didn't fall to the ground.

The old man also looked at all the eight servants just now, but he didn't find those two.

Seeing the old woman's almost fainting look, Zhou Co knew that the two of them were not among them, but he still asked, "How?"

The old woman remained silent, her eyes weeping, and she slumped on the old man's body.

The old man said helplessly: "Among the eight people, there are no two people that the old man and the old woman have seen."

Yan Xun scanned the crowd, and finally, fixed his eyes on Zhou Cozy's face, with a sneer on the corner of his lips: "I thought Mr. Zhou was here to help me find out the traitor, but unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou brought you Did you use so-called witnesses to convict me? Unfortunately, among my eight servants, none of them bought the poison/drug that murdered the emperor's brother, and none of them ever met the Lius."

Zhou Co was stared at by Yan Xun so that chills rose from the cracks in his bones, and he coughed lightly: "Are all the servants in Fuyu Palace here?"

Yan Xun beckoned a maid to fetch the roster, handed it to Zhou Cozy and said, "Master Zhou, if you don't believe me, just take a look at the roster."

There are portraits attached to the roster, and while Zhou Xin rolls his name according to the roster, he compares the portraits, and there is no doubt about it.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xun had already made preparations and dropped the man, Zhou Co sent someone to invite the head servant, who looked at them one by one, and said: "These eight people are indeed the servants of the Fuyu Palace, don't you?" There will be mistakes."

Zhou Xi thanked the head servant, and immediately felt as if he was in a fog. Could it be that the people who bought the "Nine Kills" and brought 1 taels of silver to Liu's couple were just hanging the token of the Fuyu Palace, and Isn't it the servant in Fuyu Palace?But, but if they weren't servants in the Fuyu Palace, how could they have the tokens of the Fuyu Palace?If they were servants in Fuyu Palace, and the tokens were accidentally seen by the two people in the pharmacy and Liu's couple, although it is unusable, it is barely reasonable; but if they were not servants in Fuyu Palace, they deliberately What do you hang up the token for?How could Yan Xun give them tokens?

It can be seen from this that they are obviously fake names, and the people behind the scenes deliberately want to use this to plant the crime on Yan Xun.

Zhou Cope peeked at Yan Xun and Xiao Yuebai——Yan Xun stood tall, always unable to distinguish between emotions and anger, but Xiao Yuebai became more and more gentle and deceitful, with his head slightly lowered, his black hair pouring down, revealing a section of whiteness The nape of his neck seemed to have been wronged.

"Master Zhou." Yan Xun stroked his wrinkled skirt, and said calmly, "You brought these four people here without notification, and you committed a crime against your superiors. I don't blame you for being lenient. Now I All the servants in the palace are innocent, why don't you step down?"

Yan Xun in front of him is only fourteen years old, his cheeks are still a little round, he is still childish, and his stature is also a little shorter than Zhou Yi's. Every word written down makes Zhou Yi feel oppressed.

Zhou Cozy focused his attention, and was about to speak, but a shrill scream pierced the sky, startling a group of birds in the sky flapping their wings desperately, and fled away in a hurry.

The author has something to say: Dear little angels, Happy Mooncake Festival!