Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 293
The aide replied: "Master Zhao has learned from the famous official Pei Gong in the former court to judge the case. First, he did not trace the motive of the witchcraft, and second, he did not investigate the relevant personnel in the palace..."

"Then what is he investigating?" Xiao Lin knew about Pei Gong in the previous dynasty, but he had settled so many cases, he couldn't think of any one that was similar to the witchcraft case.

"Return to my lord, Xiao lord only checked the clothes and needles on the puppet."

"Clothes and needles?"

"Yes." The staff said: "Using these two points, Concubine Xiao Gui was extracted from this case."

Just relying on the clothes on the puppet?Not only Xiao Lin was surprised, but even the emperor in the palace was also very surprised. The Sanfa Division had already handed him the dossier for review.

From the origin of the clothes on the puppet, the process of circulation, and how the puppet's clothes finally arrived under Xiao's dressing table, it was like a short story book written by a folk artist.

Of course, it is not easy to be able to sit on the dragon chair. The entire "Little Story Book" did not mention who used the fabric, made clothes and put them on the puppets, and who hid the puppets in Xiao's dressing table. Below, but the answer hidden in it is self-evident.

Emperor Yuantai narrowed his eyes tightly, he knew why Zhao Shilang didn't reveal the identity of the cloth user, and he was waiting for his signal.

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Liu Zaili was sitting in his private mansion, secretly meeting with Zhao Yuyan and others, "Will the emperor give a hint?"

Xiao Lin sighed: "It's hard..."

Xia Zhen sat in a chair heavily. He was not in the capital at all. After ten years of trying to rule the Liao Kingdom in the north, he led an army of 30 around Liangzhou in the northwest, and marched all the way along the Changyan River in the northeast. For the three cities of the Great Wei Dynasty, it is estimated that the news will reach the capital.

Zhao Yuyan looked up at Xia Zhen, saw that he was silent, and asked, "North County King..."

Xia Zhen withdrew her thoughts, "I don't know, I have to wait!"

"Yes, we have to wait." Zhao Yuyan pursed his lips. He had a lot of criminal evidence that could bring down the Sima family. towards.

"Prince Xia, seeing your steady gaze, you seem to have an answer in your heart." Liu Zaili looked at the King of Beijun in front of him, he was both familiar and strange to him, he didn't know why he felt this way.

Logically speaking, he didn't meet him much, so he should be unfamiliar with him. As for strangers, the king of Beijun has rarely entered the capital once in ten years. Strangers are normal, but there is a feeling in his mind that he understands him. He doesn't know It is really strange where this feeling comes from.

Xia Zhen felt Liu Zaili's estrangement from him, and this estrangement was not intentional, as if he was an official in the same dynasty and occasionally sat down to discuss business.

For this feeling, Xia Zhen was both relieved and a little lost. As for the relief, he could understand that he was no longer worried about the other party missing his wife, but he couldn't figure out why he felt lost.

Since you can't figure it out, then don't think about it, and get along with ordinary colleagues in the future, that's fine.

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In Concubine Shu's Palace, Ma Hui'er sent maids from time to time to quietly inquire about the situation in the palace, and the maids brought in the news from outside, "Concubine Xiao Gui was released without charge."

"Go back to the former imperial concubine hall?" Lu Qi asked for her master.

"Back to Aunt Lv, the servants have inquired, and there is no." The maid said: "The queen said that although the puppet witch has nothing to do with her, after all, the things were found under her dressing table. She did not manage well and was demoted two levels. Third class Jieyu!"

Concubine Ma Shu sighed with emotion: "After listening to Yun Le talk about the ancient times, I only know that no matter in the ancient times or the former dynasty, as long as you encounter a witchcraft case, you are considered innocent. Once you get involved, you will be smashed to pieces. I have to thank her natal family, it is the strength of her natal family that allows her to be comprehensive."

"Your Majesty is right."

Luqi asked curiously: "Since it's not Concubine Xiao, then..."

The palace lady shook her head: "I heard that the three jurisprudence divisions will interrogate only puppets and nothing else."

"Then this case is not a headless case?"

"Aunt Lu, I guess so." The maid nodded in agreement.

Luqi rewarded her and let the little palace maid go out.

When there was no one else in the room, Ma Huier asked her daughter, "Leer, why didn't they investigate further?"

Yun Le curled her lips: "According to the history books, there are two situations in which such a major matter is suppressed and not investigated..."

"These two kinds?" Ma Huier asked eagerly.

The 13-year-old Yun Le, like a little adult, replied calmly: "One is that the person who is stroked is not strong enough to dare to reveal the matter, and the other is that the person who is stroked may be extremely favored. Even if he wants to move, his The backer doesn't necessarily want others to move him."

Ma Hui'er seemed to understand her daughter's words, "Yun'er means that it was the Sima family who put the puppets to frame Concubine Xiao?"

Yun Le moved her shoulders, silently acquiescing.

"Oh my God!" Ma Hui'er covered her mouth, "How dare she?"

Yun Le snorted coldly, "Anyone who has a son dares."

Ma Hui'er was dumbfounded by her daughter's words, "Don't say such nonsense."

"Of course, I don't think I've lived too long." Yun Le rolled her eyes like a rebellious teenager, "Wait a few more days, if there is no movement, the page of the Sima family has been turned, and it will be safe gone."

Ma Huier frowned, "The Sima family is so flamboyant, the empress won't let it go..."

"Mother Concubine, this is not something we need to worry about." Yun Le giggled and interrupted her mother's words.

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Without his father by his side, Feng Zhiping found his father's student, Mr. Wei, and drank tea with him in a teahouse not far from the office.

"Unless there is something special, that person will not touch the Sima family who has already used it well."

Feng Zhiping asked: "What kind of thing is considered a 'special' thing?"

Master Wei took a sip of tea, approached him, and whispered: "For example, if there is a war, Xia Zhen and others are needed. Xia Zhen and others are more effective than the Sima family, so that person will consider sending someone to investigate the Sima family."

"But this is too unfair to the prince."

Lord Wei shook his head lightly: "Who knows!"

-

Xia Zhen returned to the mansion, entered the backyard, and found that his wife had packed many things, "You are..."

"I heard that Mr. Zhao has picked out Concubine Xiao, so we can move Sima's house right away? Then we can go home!"

Xia Zhen smiled lightly, "Well, almost." After speaking, she sat down on the edge of the couch, looking listless.

"What's the matter?" Ma Min'er put down the things in her hands, sat on his lap, and put her arms around his neck: "What makes you unhappy?"

"I don't know, I can't tell."

Seeing that he was very tired, Ma Min'er pressed her forehead to his forehead, "Since ancient times, prosperity and wealth have been like this. If you don't pay, you will get something."

Xia Zhen put both hands under his wife's armpit, hugged her slightly fat waist, and shook her head, "Yes, I understand the truth, but I just want to live an idyllic life, and I don't want to use knives and guns anymore." I'm tired."

"Feeling tired means you are old!" Ma Min'er laughed.

"Huh? I'm old?" The listless Xia Zhen raised her eyebrows all of a sudden.

"Ah..." Seeing the man's gaze suddenly changed, Ma Min'er realized that she was about to jump away, but it was too late.

"Your husband will let you know what 'not old' is right now..." Xia Zhen hugged his wife and spun around, and they both fell on the bed.

"My lord, it's not too late!"

(End of this chapter)