Jiaohua

Chapter 1307
The decorations in the house are neat and orderly, most of which are bookcases, and piles of books stick to the walls and extend to the partition door.

The partition door was wide open, and outside the door was the inner hall of Wende Palace, which looked a little cold and empty.

Xia Zhaoyi pushed open the door of the queen's bedroom, the bedding on the bed was yellow and old, but there was a pleasant fragrance.

The clothes in the closet are neat and clean, folded without any wrinkles.

The sunlight fell on the ground of the hall through the thin window paper, and everything in the dormitory was quiet and peaceful.

Xia Zhaoyi went back to the study.

The pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the desk were in order, and there were scattered corpses of insects. She put on thin silk gloves with cicada wings, turned from the desk to the bookcase, and searched one by one, but found no note or letter.

Finally, Xia Zhaoyi went to the corpse.

The body was swollen and enlarged beyond recognition, with extremely thick limbs, especially the legs.

There was a lot of putrid liquid on the ground, and the white silk tightly wrapped around his neck was also stained by the liquid seeping out of the corpse.

Xia Zhaoyi untied the corpse and laid it flat next to the stool. There was no note or letter left on the inside or outside of the clothes, including the sleeves.

She looked at the face of the corpse, and said softly: "You have been dead for many days, so it turns out that Empress Nangong was not in Wende Palace long ago."

"You have been trapped in the deep palace with her for many years, and you have no ability to turn her away quietly."

"There are not many people who can be so sincere and sincere to Empress Nangong."

"There are not many people who are capable of doing it."

"Even if you have the ability to do it, you will never dare not make second-hand preparations."

"In the past [-] days, Li Qian didn't even save people from natural disasters, but he made two big moves."

"One is Guan Ning's march to raid Changyang, and the other is Yu Shiling's recruitment order to open the altar."

"From the government's attitude towards Guan Ning's raid on Changyang, it can be seen that this was not Li Ju's order."

"Guan Ning's marching army has never had any contact with Queen Nangong, and he doesn't buy into the accounts and feelings of court officials."

"There is only one family, the Bi family, who can convince Guan Ning to march to raid Changyang and give up his fortune for Empress Nangong."

"These are just my speculations." Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyes to look outside the door, raised his hand to pick up the small copper frying pot on the desk, and threw it outside the door suddenly.

The body of the copper pot hit the solid brick floor of the hall, and the echo echoed in the hall.

The two guards outside the palace in front were asking each other if they smelled something strange. When they heard this voice, they froze and ran over frowning.

He asked and shouted several times outside, but no one answered. A guard pushed open the dusty palace door, and the stench became stronger and stronger, making people want to vomit.

After entering the door, a guard froze from the corner of his eye and turned to look at the study room, almost collapsing to the ground in fright.

An old man in a uniform sat on a round stool with his hands up, looking at them coldly.

Seeing what was at the old man's feet, the guard raised his spear, came in and shouted, "Did you kill her?"

Xia Zhaoyi's brows were serious, he didn't say a word, just looked at him without saying a word.

The two guards looked at each other, realizing how ridiculous the words just now were.Apparently, the corpse had been decomposing for several days.

Xia Zhaoyi said sadly: "If our family came a few days later, the hair and nails of this corpse would all fall out, and all the internal organs would turn into flowing water, rotten."

A guard said: "You, who are you?"

Xia Zhaoyi stood up, with a hunched back, and walked slowly, looking at the corpse on the ground: "Madam Bi asked me to come and have a look."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the guard, and the expressions on their faces changed.

One person lowered his voice and said: "It turns out that the father-in-law was sent by the madam. Yesterday, the emperor didn't send anyone over."

Another person said: "We waited all day today, but there is still no news."

Xia Zhaoyi took a deep breath and said, "Did you stay outside all these days?"

"Well, we didn't leave at all unless we changed shifts."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled coldly: "Nianhe has been dead for so many days, yet none of you know about it."

The two guards looked back at the foul-smelling female corpse on the ground.

It was really terrifying and tragic, they glanced at it, and quickly looked away.

When Empress Nangong was still in the palace, Nianhe would come in and out from time to time to take care of her.

Once Empress Nangong left, they really didn't care if Nianhe couldn't get in or out.

He died just like that, by the looks of it, he had been dead for quite a while.

Looking at their expressions, Xia Zhaoyi suddenly felt a very faint sadness in his heart.

Not to mention Nianhe, even if they are still here, the truth will be discovered sooner or later, and they will inevitably die.

Before death, there will be unbearable capital punishment.

Not caring about one's own life can be called heroic.

But being so indifferent to the lives of companions is numbness.

While the two guards were discussing whether to clean up the Nian and the corpse, and what to do next, Xia Zhaoyi quietly left the study room and dug out the Wende Palace.

The palace is busy, some people walk slowly, some people walk quickly, some people run.

Xia Zhaoyi walked here and there, and finally came to Yanguang Hall.

Yanguang Hall has no courtyard walls and gates, with a broad and boundless view all the way forward, passing through the nine steps and going up to the empty platform, which is the main hall of Yanguang Hall.

In addition to ten steps and one sentry, there is also a very dense lineup of patrol guards here. Compared with other places where palace ladies and eunuchs can be seen from time to time, it is impossible for there to be "idle" people here.

At this time, a father-in-law led the third-rank officials and two minor officials from the Zhengshitang to come in.

The guards immediately stepped forward to stop them.

Whether it was the father-in-law they knew very well, or the third-rank officials of the Zhengshitang, or the two small officials behind, all four of them were searched from beginning to end, and then released.

The third-rank officials were recognized by Xia Zhaoyi through the official uniforms. Even the third-rank officials were not treated politely, and they were even strictly checked into their trousers. Xia Zhaoyi shook his head slightly.

Big work, no more high-minded ministers.

Zilu is dressed, Li Chen, undressed.

Xia Zhaoyi stayed in the palace until dark, the Yanguang Hall was brightly lit, but the generals of the Twelve Capitals never came out.

However, she saw Li Hao.

The third prince, who was supposed to be canonized as the prince yesterday, has been inactive these days, and now he can't help it.

Accompanying him were the Fourth Prince Li Ze and the Minister of Rites Di Zi'an.

The two princes were not treated differently. They also had to be searched. Hearing that the trousers were to be checked, Li Ze said in a deep voice, "Presumptuous."

The guard was fearless, and said coldly: "Fourth Prince, this is His Majesty's order."

Li Ze said in disgust, "Go away."

Li Hao frowned: "Forget it, he only listens to his father's orders. The words of the emperor are holy words, and we will obey."

Li Ze flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

"Hey, Fourth Prince!" Di Zi'an shouted.

Li Hao chased after him.

Xia Zhaoyi watched them leave, and looked back at the Yanguang Hall above.

It seems that this is a new regulation, otherwise with the identities of Li Hao and Li Ze, it is impossible to know that they need to check their private parts now.

As the night became darker and darker, the generals of Jingzhao Suwei finally came out.

Under the bright palace lanterns, everyone did not hide their fatigue, and old friends who were close to each other on weekdays did not want to talk.

When they passed by in twos and threes, Xia Zhaoyi suddenly bowed his waist and moved his hands, and walked up.

(End of this chapter)