Medical Brocade

Chapter 251 Sending Letters
"What's the problem?" Qu Ruowen could only think of the big picture, and couldn't take care of other details, and details often determine success or failure.

Yan Weiqing sorted out the matter and said: "Tomorrow morning, I, he and the people from the Ministry of Criminal Justice must go to the morning court first, and the second is to try the case. If the morning court discusses for a long time, the trial can only be delayed until the afternoon. Before the trial, then this matter will lose the initiative. Imagine if Yao Haoli brought up the issue of food shortage in the early morning, and even started a fight, and the trial in the afternoon will be controlled by others. This will only make the world feel that the Wei family is taking This threat will also make the court officials feel that the Wei family is fighting against the imperial power."

"Even if these two things cannot be carried out at the same time, the result of the trial must come out before the court retreats." Qu Ruo asked, this point must not be reversed, otherwise once Long Yan is furious and the ministers protest, it will be a waste of time , Even if you show the gold medal for avoiding death, it may not be effective.

"I can go or not, but he is different. As long as he chooses to go to the morning court first, then the criminal department will definitely not come to judge the case."

Everyone in the criminal department saw Yan Weijue's expression and actions, and they were not surprised. Qu Ruowen silently thought about how to make Yan Weijue feel in danger about this case, and then choose to try the case first regardless of everything.Originally, if he didn't go to the morning court, this matter could be resolved, but it's a pity that there must be a performance by Yao Haoli, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, tomorrow.

Yan Weiqing also pondered, this step is harder than threatening Yao Haoli.

"What's the matter, even if it can't stop King Jing from going to court, at least it can delay his steps?" Qu Ruo asked, holding his chin, walking back and forth step by step, muttering to himself.

Hearing Qu Ruowen's murmur, Yan Weiqing blurted out: "Except for Wen Yutian, no one can influence him, not even Father."

When Qu Ruowen heard the words, her heart trembled, she froze there, she lowered her head and let her hair cover her rippling eyes, preventing anyone from prying.

"Wen Yutian? But she's dead? What use can a dead person do?"

"You don't understand that even if he can't get her, he will try his best to get her body. Otherwise, is it necessary to design a mechanism?" Speaking of this, Yan Weijue looked at it with ulterior motives. Qu Ruowen took a look, and Qu Ruowen naturally understood that her every move could not escape the eyes of Prince Yi's Mansion, and someone would tell him about her breaking into the small courtyard.

"Then I don't know what King Yi is going to do?" When Qu Ruowen spoke again, he had already extinguished the beating candle in his chest, leaving only silence.

"Naturally, give the body to him."

Hearing this, Qu Ruowen chuckled, a bit bitterly, she naturally didn't want her body to fall into Yan Weijue's hands again, once it fell into his hands, would she still have a whole body?At the beginning, she also knew that Wei Lige left her body and hid it in Prince Yi's mansion. Half of it might be for pity and pity, and half of it would not be considered for Yan Weiqing. At least, this is also a kind of bargaining chip, and Wei Lige, obviously Bet right.

"King Yi, what should I say about you? Once Wen Yutian's body is handed over to King Jing, will he still go to court and try the case?"

Although Qu Ruowen didn't want to show the body out of selfishness, he also worried about Yan Weijue's reaction. He knew that he wanted to find the medicine box, so he would find excuses not to go to the court. Wei Jue's attitude towards Yan Qianyi was full of hatred, the hatred hidden in his eyes, only she could see it.Only she will know what kind of cruel heart Yan Weijue hides under Yan Weijue's gentle surface.

"What you said is not unreasonable, but if you don't do it, what else can you do?" Yan Weiqing only wanted this to change Yan Weijue's mind.

"After you mentioned it just now, I have already thought of how to temporarily delay King Jing's footsteps." Qu Ruowen wrapped the cloak around his body, even so, his heart seemed to be enveloped by the cold air of ice and snow, and he walked away coldly. all over the body.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Weiqing asked, is there a better way?

"Tell me, what role does Wen Yutian play in King Jing's heart?"

"I have been his brother for over twenty years, of course I know that he loves Wen Yutian, but it's not worth that chair." Yan Weiqing expressed the scar in her heart with one word.

"Before the court tomorrow morning, troublesome King Yi sent someone to deliver a letter to King Jing for me. Remember, don't let him know that I wrote it, and don't let him know that it was sent by King Yi's mansion. Do you understand what I mean? ?” Qu Ruo asked as if he had overlooked everything.

"I see." Yan Weiqing is a smart person, he can understand the twists and turns inside.

"That's good." Qu Ruowen took off the cloak on his body and gave it back to Yan Weiqing. Since it can't be warm, what's the point of wearing it, but it's just a little more burdensome. Rest early and send someone to wait for Wuming."

Yan Weiqing put back his cloak in a daze, looked at the back of Qu Ruowen leaving, under the night moon, so thin, and somewhat lonely, he looked like a person.

Now, he somewhat understands why Wei Lige chose her. In fact, the person who really resembles Wei Lige in his bones is not Xie Wuming, but Qu Ruowen.

At dawn, many carriages and sedan chairs were already parked in front of the palace gate, and a large number of officials were already walking in at the gate of the palace.

A quarter before Yin's time, a carriage drove slowly, neither too fast nor too slow, and the white curtain fluttered slightly in the morning breeze.

Officials who had just stepped out of the carriage or just stepped out of the sedan chair, and even some officials who had already entered through the palace gate, saw the approaching carriage and surrounded them one after another.

"Morning, Prince Jing." Seeing Yan Weijue lift the curtain and come out, everyone greeted in unison.

"Morning, everyone." Yan Weijue had a smile on his elegant and handsome face, and after scanning the crowd, he was about to walk into the palace.

At this moment, a ragged beggar ran out from the corner where he was hiding, and rushed forward with a broken bowl.

"Master Jing, someone asked me to send you a letter, please give me some silver." The beggar shook the broken bowl, and there were only two copper plates in it.

The beggar just approached, but Xuanhun had already stopped him at least two arms away from Yan Weijue.

"My lord, don't be angry, the little one is just here to deliver a letter." Seeing that the other party was a real guy, the beggar didn't dare to make fun of his own life, and immediately used his dirty right hand to get out of the dark and stinking arms. He took out a letter and wanted to give Yan Weijue.

Xuanhun stopped the beggar, turned around and asked Yan Weijue what he meant.But seeing Yan Weijue nodded slightly, Xuanhun took the envelope from the beggar's hand, confirmed that there was no danger, and then respectfully handed it to Yan Weijue.

Yan Weijue picked it up, only to catch a glimpse of the words King Jing's personal letter on the envelope, and froze there.

(End of this chapter)