Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 552 Invitation from the palace, an unexpected breakthrough

Su Rao looked at Zhao Afu, Zhao Afu walked closer, and said in a low voice: "The person who came is from Yuanzheng's Palace, and he said it was Mr. Jin, please come to the palace immediately."

"Now?"

Let her go to Yuanzheng Palace in the clear sky?
Su Rao was a little surprised, it seemed that something urgent had happened, otherwise Jin Xu would not have acted like this.

Zhao Afu answered with a bow, "The carriage is waiting outside."

Su Rao lifted her foot and took two steps, then turned her head and said: "When Gu Cheng and Xun Zeli wake up later, let them go directly to the yamen, there is no need to say anything else."

"Yes."

Hou Zai’s carriage outside the mansion is not the one dedicated to the palace, the decoration is more in line with Jin Xu’s aesthetics, Su Rao gets into the carriage and closes his eyes for a nap, and the coachman drives directly to Yuanzheng’s palace.

The carriage stopped at a small gate.

The driver stepped forward and knocked twice, the door opened, and the Shadow Assassin was waiting inside, when he saw her, he cupped his fists and saluted, "Miss, please come down with your subordinates."

They walked all the way, moving forward quickly.

Su Rao asked as she walked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Jin Gongzi brought a person back, but his subordinates don't know the specifics, and the girl has to go there to find out."

"What about your son?"

"I'm also waiting in the main hall."

Hearing this, Su Rao's heart skipped a beat, and even Yan Yun was startled, it seems that this time the matter is not small.

When they rushed to the main hall, all the servants around were dismissed.

Yan Yun was sitting in the main seat drinking tea, Jin Xu was walking back and forth like ants on a hot pot, and on the other side was a young man with a pale, bloodless complexion.

He stared at the floor tiles with a teacup in his hand.

A look of despair.

Su Rao walked in quickly, and the three people in the hall looked up at the same time, maybe there were outsiders present, but Yan Yun didn't take the initiative to make a sound.

On the contrary, it was Jin Xu who came up to meet her, her face not concealing her anxiety, "Ah Rao, you are here."

"What happened?"

Su Rao was driven into the main hall by him, and asked with a frown, Jin Xu sent her to the young master without saying a word, "Do you know this person?"

Su Rao followed the trend and looked at the person in front of her.

Pale complexion, very heroic but thick black long eyebrows, looks very handsome, but I really don't have much impression.

"Who is he?"

Su Rao asked.

Jin Xu opened his mouth, but was speechless, the young master stood up, tidied up his clothes, folded his sleeves and bowed to her, "Du Yong, a student of Taixue, has seen Su Jianling."

Taixue students...

Du Yong!

The person who had been missing for many days suddenly appeared in front of her, as if a box of jewels suddenly fell from the head while walking on the street, even Su Rao was stunned for a moment.

The search for Du Yong was done by the Jingzhao Mansion.

She didn't even own the portrait, so she didn't recognize him.

"Are you really Du Yong?"

Du Yong took out his birth tag and handed it to her, "This is Xiaosheng's certificate, all students and teachers can prove Xiaosheng's identity."

Su Rao is naturally clear about this.

"I'm just a little surprised that you have been missing for many days and suddenly reappeared here. Don't blame Mr. Du."

"Xiaosheng dare not."

Du Yong hastily made a bow.

Jin Xu saw that their mouths were about to blister when they were talking in a hurry, and at this moment Yan Yun said, "Don't stand still, sit down and talk."

Several people took their seats.

Perhaps it was something hidden in his heart, but no one spoke first for a while, and at first Jin Xu couldn't help it, "It's so easy to wait for everyone, why are you so silent?"

"Young Master Du, tell me what you want to say quickly."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the expressions of several people turned serious, Du Yong glanced at Yan Yun, then at Su Rao, squeezed his sleeves uncomfortably, and said in a hoarse voice: "Jiang Ling, Mr. Xu's case... has other secrets. "

"You said."

Su Rao suddenly heard the thing she was most concerned about at the moment, she quickly restrained her expression after being surprised, and waited for his next words.

Du Yong's throat rolled, and he quickly stood up while supporting the table, then he lifted his robe and slowly knelt down in the hall.

"Young Master Du."

Yan Yun raised his eyes lightly, "What are you doing?"

"I beg you two to make the decision for us."

Du Yong bowed his head on the ground, choked with sobs and trembled: "Old Xu's death, Brother Ziling's disappearance, and Xiaosheng, we are being persecuted, we really have nowhere to go."

Jin Xu echoed: "When I met him, he was in a very bad condition. He was covered in injuries and had a high fever. His consciousness was very blurred and he was not suitable for traveling. That's why he was delayed outside the city for two more days."

"Someone wanted to kill me to silence me."

A look of panic appeared on Du Yong's pale face, and he subconsciously grabbed the clothes on his knees, with lingering fear in his heart: "Those people are looking for me everywhere, once I show up, I will definitely die without a place to bury me, I dare not die, I will kill them If you are wronged, there will be no day of redress."

"What do you mean by that?"

Su Rao asked along the way.

Du Yong woke up like a dream, sat up on his knees, looked at them and said excitedly: "It's fake, it's all fake..."

"Calm down, speak clearly, what is false."

Yan Yun leaned slightly to look at him.

Du Yong choked up and said, "The test papers, the imperial list, those are all fake. The questions of the imperial examination have been leaked a long time ago. The papers they handed in are the ghostwriters they found in advance..."

"It's all just a joke."

As soon as the words fell, a stormy sea suddenly set off.

Yan Yun and Su Rao's expressions changed slightly, Jin Xu looked at him in astonishment, and said in disbelief, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know."

Du Yong clenched his fists and said with red eyes: "If you said that you were only suspicious before, after experiencing these things, you are sure enough."

"You said that the deaths of Zhou Ziling and Xu Chen were related to the imperial examination fraud case, do you have evidence?"

Yan Yun's tone of voice was low.

Jin Xu chimed in and said, "That's right, you only said earlier that you knew the inside story of Xu Chen's murder case and that you had to meet the Crown Prince and Su Jianling, but you didn't say that you were hiding such a big matter."

"I dare not say."

Du Yong shook his head deeply, and mournfully said: "Except for the son and the supervisor, I dare not tell anyone. The lessons learned by Mr. Xu and Ziling are still there, so we can't leak any news about this matter."

"As for the evidence..."

He closed his eyes tightly, "The evidence and Ziling disappeared together."

"Calm down first, and explain the whole story clearly."

Su Rao felt that she had touched the real core of the case, and she had never been more sober than now.

Du Yong looked at her with complicated eyes, "We have to start after the Qionglin banquet."

After the Qionglin banquet, His Majesty made an exception and opened the answer sheets of Chunwei, many of which were cited as classics and circulated in various colleges and workshops.

The students competed to appreciate.

One of them was nearly [-]% similar to the theory written by Zhou Ziling. Zhou Ziling approached Du Yong and told about it. The two searched for Zhou Ziling's manuscript for insurance.

"We searched everywhere and couldn't find it."

Du Yong shook his head shyly, "In the end, Ziling thought of some incomplete parts of the manuscript, and he later re-edited it and wrote another copy."

"We found that manuscript and compared it with Chunwei's answer sheet. The only difference in it was the part that Ziling hadn't finished writing."

He looked at several people, and said word by word: "Someone stole Ziling's manuscript, made it up, and wrote it on the scroll."

(End of this chapter)