The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 457 An Xiuer is crazy (two more)

   "This..." The Minister of Punishment looked at Song Jingchen with a strange expression.

  Song Jingchen sighed and said: "It stands to reason that it is my Yue family, and I should have excused it. But for the sake of eating the king's salary and being loyal to the king, we as ministers can't bend the law for personal gain, Master Shangshu said, right?"

   Minister of Punishment, Shumo.

  Song Jingchen took out another account book from his arms, which recorded all the benefits that the Shen family took the opportunity to receive under the name of Princess Jing's mother when Shangguanpu was overseeing the country.

   Although they are all petty profits, but if you want to pursue it, it is enough for the Shen family to drink a pot.

  Even the evidence is ready, if the Minister of Punishment can't understand Song Jingchen, this means that he will not stop until Shen Pingxiu is sent to prison, then it is really a waste of life.

   "Loyalty and righteousness." He boasted against his will.

   Does justice kill relatives? Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows and accepted it calmly, but he didn't mean to leave.

  The corner of his mouth twitched, and he had to order his subordinates to go to the Shen family to arrest people. Song Jingchen then said that Dali Temple still had official business to deal with.

   Minister of Punishment:…

   Soon after Song Jingchen returned to Dali Temple, someone from the palace said that the emperor had summoned him.

   Guessing that Xu was related to the assassin last night, Song Jingchen did not delay, and went straight to the palace with the little **** who came to spread the word.

   As soon as he stepped into the imperial study, the emperor's angry voice came: "You can't even catch a few assassins, are the people in your patrolling the city all rubbish?"

  Commander Qian lowered his head and dared not refute.

   "I kowtow to see Your Majesty." Song Jingchen saluted without looking sideways.

  The emperor took a deep breath and waved his hand to get him up: "I have heard about the assassin, is Aiqing injured?"

  Song Jingchen: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. Commander Qian brought people there in time, and the minister was not injured."

  The emperor naturally knew that he was not injured, and that was just polite, he continued to ask: "I heard that you and the group of assassins had already fought when Qian Meng arrived, what did Aiqing find?"

  Song Jingchen thought for a while, shook his head and said seriously: "My wife was also present at the time, and I was worried that she would be frightened, so I didn't pay attention to anything else."

  Qian Meng gave him a stunned look, and a woman who can lift an ice mirror with one hand and remember that horse meat can't be wasted really knows how to write the word "fear"?

   Not only that, but he still remembered that at that time, Mingxiangju was on fire, and she was the one who pierced the iron with several shovels.

  The emperor frowned, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Qi Shou hurried in.

   "Your Majesty, it's not good, the assassins entered the palace of Rui Wang and injured His Royal Highness."

   "What?" The emperor stood up from the dragon chair in shock: "Has the assassin caught it?"

  Qi Shou trembled in fright: "It doesn't seem like..."

The    emperor was furious: "What kind of assassin is so bold, even dare to break into the palace in broad daylight? Are the guards of the palace all dead?"

   If you dare to break into the palace today and injure the prince of the dynasty, will you dare to break into the palace to assassinate him tomorrow?

   Qishou wiped off his sweat: "I don't know the servant, but His Royal Highness Xian Wang took His Royal Highness Rui Wang into the palace, and he was waiting outside the palace."

   "Then let them in soon." The emperor said angrily.

  Song Jingchen frowned. Just after he was stabbed in the front foot, Shangguan Heng was seriously injured by the assassin. Is it really him who colluded with Wu Guoyan's family? Do you want to get rid of your suspicions by means of bitterness?

   While thinking about it, Shangguan Heng was carried in on a stretcher, and the entire imperial study room was filled with his wailing.

  Song Jingchen couldn't help but glanced back, saw the wound on his face clearly, the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking about what Shen Yijia said before Nanfeng took the carrier pigeon into the cellar yesterday, he had a guess in his heart.

  The emperor was most concerned about assassins. However, Shangguan Heng did not see the thief at all. When Shangguan Heng found out that he was injured, he led the people to search the Rui Wangfu.

"Father, you don't know how abominable that thief is. After a sack was put down, he started punching and kicking his son. The punches and punches were painful. Father, you must decide for the son..." Shangguan Heng cried and groaned, but because his expression was too exaggerated, he bared his teeth and grimaced in pain.

   If he said that he was just guessing before, Song Jingchen could almost make a conclusion when he heard the word sack.

   In addition to being funny, it is more helpless.

   "Okay, a big man, what a way to cry." The emperor said with disgust.

  Shangguan Heng didn't care so much, and continued to cry bitterly: "Father Emperor, my son has suffered such a serious injury, it won't be better if we don't take care of it for a month, so we don't need to go to the Ministry of Rites for the time being, right?"

The    emperor was stunned for a moment, and scolded: "Don't think that I don't know that you are not worth it these days."

   Shangguan Heng continued to cry.

  The emperor was impatient with his crying, and waved his hand: "That's it. Don't ask your mother-in-law to come and cry in front of me at that time."

   Shangguan Heng's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Father Huang."

  The emperor stared at him for a long while, his son was too promising, he was worried that there would be a second Shangguanpu, and he felt bad for being as inactive as Shangguan Heng.

Noticing Shangguan Yu on the side, the emperor finally felt a little comfort, and after thinking about it, he ordered: "Second, you came just in time. Yesterday, you heard about Uncle Zhongyi's encounter with an assassin. I suspect it is the same as the person who broke into Prince Rui's mansion today. It's the same group of people. You will work with Qian Meng to investigate these days and make sure to find the assassin."

  Shangguan Yu glanced at Song Jingchen and cupped his hands: "Yes."

   "Okay, you all go down, Uncle Zhongyi stays." The emperor waved his hand.

   After leaving the imperial study, Shangguan Heng finally stopped howling, and began to stab at the **** carrying the stretcher: "Slow down, do you want to kill this king?"

  Shangguan Yu sighed: "I'll let you bandage you in the mansion first, but it's not you who hurts in the end?"

   "That won't work, how can I see the wounds on my body if the royal father is bandaged, oh my ass..."

  Shangguan Yu: "Okay, I'll accompany you to the Imperial Physician's Office to bandage it and then send you back."

   "Second brother is the best for me, hurry up and hurry up, I won't be able to leave after my mother-in-law receives the news and rushes over."

  Shangguan Yu was helpless, thinking of something, he took out a golden bead from his sleeve and rubbed it in his hand twice, the corner of his lips hooked.

   In the imperial study, looking at the token presented in front of him, the emperor asked in confusion, "What does this mean?"

  Song Jingchen: "This token was found at the pharmacist's residence provided by King Jing, and it should belong to the palace."

  The emperor frowned and waved to Qishou: "Come and see if you know this?"

  Qi Shou recognized it at a glance, and boldly reached out to take it: "Your Majesty, this is the identity token of a palace maid, everyone has it, you see, there is a name engraved on the back."

   He turned the token over, and there were two small characters engraved on it, jade beads.

   The identity token has always been a possession of the maid. If you hadn’t been to the so-called pharmacist’s residence, how could it have been left there?

   Could it be that there are also people in this palace who are in contact with the remnants of the previous dynasty? Thinking of this possibility, the emperor's whole person is not well, and he instructed in a deep voice: "Go and check, in which palace this maid named Yuzhu is on duty, find it and bring it here immediately."

"Yes."

   All the maids who entered the palace as messengers had a special record book, so it was easy to check. In just a quarter of an hour, Qishou came back, but there was no one behind him.

The Emperor    asked suspiciously, "Didn't find it?"

   A look of embarrassment flashed on Qishou's face, and he hesitated for a while before saying: "There is indeed such a palace maid in the palace, it's just..."

   "Just what?" The emperor frowned, inexplicably having a bad premonition.

  Qi Shou took a careful look at Song Jingchen and whispered, "This palace maid used to work in the Eastern Palace, but she stumbled and fell into the water two years ago."

  East Palace, two years ago, every word was a little subtle, let alone connected.

  The emperor paused and looked at Song Jingchen suspiciously. If it was possible, he naturally hoped that no one would remember what happened back then, but he had to be cautious when it came to the remnants of the previous dynasty.

   After a long time, the emperor said, "Qi Shou, go with Uncle Zhongyi."

"Yes."

   To check a palace maid, it is nothing more than checking the people who work with her.

   After a while, the maids and eunuchs who served together in the East Palace were called together.

  Because the prince rebelled, these people were also labeled as slaves. Even if they were reassigned, they could only go to the lowest places. Two years later, very few are still alive.

   Including several court ladies who Song Jingchen found with Yuzhu, none of them were present.

If    is not here, you don’t need to ask to know that the person is gone.

When    asked about Yuzhu, most people only remembered her drowning, and if they asked anything else, they didn't know.

   Even if he has an impression of her, he can only say that she is the most honest, and he doesn't even know how to show his face in front of his master.

"The slaves remember a time too... King Anle was in the East Palace with His Royal Highness King Xian, and His Royal Highness Rui Wang played a game of throwing pots. His Royal Highness Rui Wang felt that there were too few people and it was not fun. I went, but Yuzhu didn't go alone."

  …

   Hearing Qishou's reply, the emperor frowned and asked, "That's all he asked?"

   "Yes, the servant watched the whole process, and Uncle Zhongyi only asked about Yuzhu."

   It would be better if he didn't take the opportunity to investigate the case back then. The emperor was relieved and waved his hand to let him go down.

   When he came out of the palace, it was already time for his resignation. Song Jingchen did not go to Dali Temple any more, but went home directly.

   He didn't want his feet to step into the door when a unkempt man rushed towards him.

  Song Jingchen frowned and ducked.

   Nan Feng, who came in behind him, also wanted to dodge, but heard Shen Yijia roar: "Catch her."

  Nan Feng subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, and he was instantly suffocated.

  Song Jingchen quickly grabbed Shen Yijia, who was thinking about the past, and asked, "Who is she?"

   Shen Yijia paused, glanced at the man who was struggling with Nan Feng's wrist, and pouted, "An Xiu'er."

  An Xiuer was the one she met on Suzaku Street after she left Ruiwangfu.

   At that time, she was even worse than now. She was naked and didn't even wear a pair of shoes. If she hadn't seen the familiar bag in her arms, it was Aunt Tian who asked her to hand it over to An Xiu'er, and she wouldn't have recognized it at all.

   "I don't know what she's been through. She seems to have gone crazy. My mother said that she would fetch water for a bath and she wouldn't live or die. She had no choice but to put on a dress for her outside." Shen Yijia helplessly spread her hands.

  To say that there is no sympathy, at most we can sigh about the impermanence of the world.

  cough, who told An Xiuer to remember Song Jingchen.

  Song Jingchen frowned, pulled Shen Yijia back a few steps, and asked inexplicably, "You want to keep her?"

   Shen Yijia shook her head without thinking: "Of course not."

   I didn't think much about it when I brought it back, but now I was asked about Shen Yijia and found out that this is a big question.

   Song Jingchen saw her expression in his eyes, and said helplessly: "A few people please send her back to Xiagou Village."

  Song Jingchen finished his words when An Xiuer suddenly stopped struggling and looked at him with a smirk: "Hehe~, you are here, you are finally here."

  Shen Yijia's little face darkened instantly, she was really crazy and she didn't forget to miss her man!

   "Throw it out" almost blurted out, when Song Jingchen instructed in a deep voice, "Take her in first."

  An Xiuer seemed to understand, changed her crazy appearance before, waved away Nanfeng, and followed Song Jingchen with her head held high.

  Shen Yijia: "..." Otherwise, let's throw it out!

  Song Jingchen squeezed her hand amusingly: "Let's see if you dare to bring anyone home next time."

  Shen Yijia said seriously, "I'll throw her back now?"

  Song Jingchen was dumbfounded, his eyes flashed slightly when he thought of something: "Don't worry, I have something to ask her."

   "Why are you crazy?" Shen Yijia rolled her eyes.

"Try it."

  In the yard, Mrs. Li and Mo Yuan were stringing the marinated horse meat on straw ropes. Seeing them come back together, she asked, "Is Xiu'er all right?"

  Shen Yijia pursed her lips: "Okay, I still know that I miss my husband."

  Look, those eyes are stuck on the beauty Xianggong and can't come down.

   She now doubts whether An Xiuer is pretending to be crazy.

   Mr. Li paused, noticing An Xiuer's look at Song Jingchen, and wrinkled her eyebrows, "Let's hire a few escorts to take her back to Xiagou Village tomorrow."

   A good girl's family has become like this, and the An family is still unhappy when they see it.

   Thinking that this is the path she chose by herself, Mrs. Li was relieved again, and instead ordered: "Nanfeng, come and help me move the meat to the back room and hang it up."

  Nanfeng replied yes, thinking of something, he ran to the kitchen well to wash the handle before he came back and started to hummingly carry the meat.

   Worried that he would not be able to hang up, Mrs. Li said and went to the back room together.

   Didn't see Brother Hao'er in the main room, Song Jingchen asked, "Have Brother Hao'er come back yet?"

  Shen Yijia rolled her eyes and followed An Xiuer who came in: "She was so smoked that she hid in Fan Mingyuan's house to do her homework."

   As soon as she finished speaking, the person who was just staring at Song Jingchen suddenly exclaimed: "Smelly, it stinks to death, Ben Gong wants to take a bath. You, go and fetch water for Ben Gong."

   When she said this, she looked at Shen Yijia with a look of course.

   Shen Yijia rolled her eyes: "Didn't you refuse to wash it?"

   Sure enough, you must be crazy, otherwise, why would you call yourself the Palace? You must know that even if she is still in King Jing's mansion, it is not her turn to call herself like this.

  An Xiu'er looked at Song Jingchen shyly: "Smelly, my son doesn't like it."

   A man with disheveled hair, a dirty face, and a stench all over his body made such a little daughter gesture.

   Don't talk about Shen Yijia, even Song Jingchen was stunned by the cold, he suppressed the disgust in his heart, and asked in a deep voice, "Who am I?"

  ——

  An Xiu Er... Does anyone remember her?

   (end of this chapter)