The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Mrs. Wang said, straightening her gray hair with her hands. She walked quickly towards the fence, but stopped again when she came to it. She just opened her eyes wide and looked at Gu Shiwei quietly. , waiting for her to explain her purpose.

Although she said nothing, Gu Shiwei still saw a flash of hope in her eyes.

Gu Shiwei sighed softly in his heart and walked in without hesitation.

"This is Yushi Han from the Yushitai. I am now working in the Imperial City Department. The two of us are privately investigating the Feiqiao case."

Gu Shiwei spoke truthfully, without exaggerating any facts or giving Mrs. Wang some unrealistic hopes.

She believed in her father, but she did not fully believe that Wang Shen, the former deputy chief of staff at the palace, was innocent. Although he died in prison, he was most likely a scapegoat to take the blame.

Mrs. Wang took a deep breath. She was also someone who had experienced strong winds and waves.

He was overjoyed at first, but soon calmed down.

She pursed her lips and trotted over to bring two of the cleanest stools. Although the stools looked damaged, the missing arms and legs had been hastily repaired with some strange-shaped wood.

Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan didn't care about this and sat down directly.

Seeing that Mrs. Wang was still about to pour water, she stopped her, "We still have official business, so we can only pass by briefly. If Madam remembers any clues, I hope you can tell the truth."

Gu Shiwei said, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang seemed to have some premonition, staring at the piece of paper. She took it with trembling hands, and tears came out as soon as she opened it.

There was a picture of a jade pendant clearly drawn on the piece of paper. She hung the jade pendant around Wang Jing's neck with her own hands.

When Wang Jing was about to die from illness, she sent him out along the river with this thing hanging around his neck. Next to the jade pendant picture, there is a small poem. She used to like plum blossoms and wrote many poems praising them.

Wang Jing was precocious and wanted to help her compile the poems she had written into a collection of poems, so he recited and copied them countless times.

How could she not remember her son's words and her poems?

She covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from crying, and stared at Gu Shiwei with her big eyes, pleading.

Gu Shiwei nodded towards her, "He was rescued by a kind man named Chu Liangchen. Chu Liangchen committed a crime and is now in this prison. He will come to find you in a few days. You can write a letter when the time comes, and he has a way of spreading the word."

"But don't write anything you shouldn't write. He is fine now, and my last name is Gu for the time being."

Mrs. Wang's tears couldn't be stopped, and they flowed down. Her knees softened, and she knelt down with a plop, Gu Shiwei.

Gu Shiwei raised his hands to support Mrs. Wang, "There is no need for this, madam. I just want to get some clues from you, some clues that can make the truth known."

Mrs. Wang stood up, her eyes full of determination.

She shook her head gently, "I don't write letters, and I don't recognize him. As long as he is still alive, my mother's heart will come alive."

"The surname is Gu Hao, so his surname will be Gu."

As she spoke, she wiped the corners of her eyes and walked into the dilapidated loess hut. Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan looked at each other and followed. Although the house is dilapidated and can be described as a bare house, it is neatly tidied, which shows that the owner of the house is a very particular person.

Mrs. Wang closed the door and saw her mother-in-law guarding the door at the window. Then she felt relieved and dug into the corner of the Tukang. She pulled out a piece of blue brick, then took out a small cloth bag and stuffed it into it. It was in Gu Shinwei's hands.

She sighed softly and shook her head at Gu Shinwei.

"Perhaps I am going to disappoint you two adults. I know nothing about the Fei Que case. It is an unreasonable disaster. Originally, those people who were on duty in front of the palace should be another deputy capital inspector Yuan Huo. , but just the day before the flying bird case, he accidentally frightened his horse and broke his leg in the downtown area."

"He and Yuan Huo are both from the palace front department. They take turns every three days and are responsible for guarding the palace."

"Originally, Yuan Huo should be on duty on the day of the Crown Prince Ceremony. Yuan Huo is young and high-spirited, and this is the time when he wants to climb up."

"Before Wang Shen entered the palace, he was very worried. He was worried that Yuan Huo thought he wanted to be in the limelight at the crown prince ceremony, so he found someone to harm him."

"Actually, we have been keeping a low profile since we gave birth to Jing'er. The child is special and has to rely on his father and brother for support throughout his life. As time went by, we were worried that his brother would not like him, so we paid extra attention and wanted to Try to stay with that child as long as possible."

Gu Shiwei felt sad as he listened.

Parents have far-reaching plans for their children. Mrs. Wang was already very young when she gave birth to Wang Jing, so she acted with good intentions.

"At the time, none of us thought that leaving would mean goodbye forever."

Mrs. Wang said, looking at the cloth bag in Gu Shiwei's hand, "I don't believe Wang Shen will be involved in the Fei Que case. We don't need to follow Long Gong, and we have never participated in any party disputes. Wang Shen will not commit suicide. The two of us have agreed to protect Jing'er together."

"Besides, before he entered the palace, he promised Jing'er that when Yuan Huo's leg injury healed, the rest days he had saved would be longer. He took us to Shu and heard that there was a miracle doctor there who could cure Jing'er. disease, at least let him stand up and walk."

When Mrs. Wang said this, she tightened her palms.

She raised her eyes, looked at Gu Shiwei, and then at Han Shiyan.

Her eyes were exceptionally clear and firm, and there was no trace of lying. "How could he commit suicide in prison out of fear of crime? Someone must have wanted him to take the blame, so they killed him."

"After the news of his death came, I knew that the Wang family was doomed and would be ransacked and exiled soon, so I hurriedly hid some things. I thought hard and could only think of something unusual."

Gu Shiwei looked at the cloth bag in his hand, thinking that this was the unusual thing Mrs. Wang said.

She thought about it and opened the small cloth bag. There was a jade bead inside. The jade bead was of good color and was carved into the shape of a flower.

Gu Shiwei didn't understand these things, so he handed the bead to Han Shiyan.

Han Shiyan took a look at it and frowned, "Six or seven miles down the mountain, there are eight or nine houses in front of the door. Every house is pure and simple, and they only sell daffodils. There are many literati in Bianjing who like daffodils and praise them. Bone Immortal Style.”

"Judging from the size of the jade bead's hollow space, it looks like it fell on the tassel of the jade pendant around my waist."

"This thing is not very common, but it is not a rare thing. There are all kinds of beads in Bianjing City. Why does Madam think there is something wrong with this thing and has been carefully preserving it for so many years?"