Xu Yanquan felt Zhengyang's fear. He gently patted Zhengyang's hand and tried to comfort her in this way. Obviously, the effect was excellent.
In the end, everyone unanimously decided to do nothing and let His Majesty make the final decision.
Xu Qingmo originally planned to ask Mrs. Xu to accompany him to play the Dengwen drum, because after all, this matter involved the royal family, and if Zhengyang was allowed to go, it would inevitably make her embarrassed.
But just when Xu Qingmo was about to go find Mrs. Xu, Zhengyang found her first: "Mo Mo, I will go with you tomorrow."
Xu Qingmo was a little surprised: "Sister-in-law, wouldn't it be too difficult for you to go?"
Zhengyang shook his head: "It's the time for mother to raise her baby now. She needs to have a good rest. If there's nothing important, it's better not to go out. You call me sister-in-law, and you treat me as a member of the Xu family, mother." When it's inconvenient, I should naturally be more tolerant and take care of you more."
Xu Qingmo looked at Zhengyang for a long time, feeling a little enlightened. In his previous life, he had no sister-in-law at all, so he had never experienced the feeling of having a sister-in-law.
In this life, when the emperor granted Xu Yanquan a marriage, Xu Qingmo felt that the princess was dignified and majestic, but she might not be able to be a good mistress of the house. However, her sister-in-law, even though she did not manage the house very well, would still be in trouble because of it. The account books were so ugly that she was so angry that she kept crying, but she was studying really hard.
After a long time, Xu Qingmo nodded: "Then I'll take the trouble of my sister-in-law to accompany me tomorrow!"
Zhengyang laughed: "It's not hard, it should be!"
Drums were hung outside the court hall, and the subjects were allowed to beat the drums to hear the news, which was called "dengwen drum".
Zhengyang, wearing a woman's court dress, beat the Dengwen drum one after another.
The emperor seemed to have been prepared for it. After hearing the report, he directly asked them to go to court.
Xu Qingmo was not walking up to the court in front of her for the first time. In her previous life, she had gone to court many times as General Xu. However, now that she was walking on this road again, it was completely different from the desperate one she once had.
Xu Qingmo and Zhengyang walked to the emperor together, then knelt down and paid homage: "My emperor, may you be blessed!"
The emperor looked at Xu Qingmo and felt that he had not seen her for some time. She was becoming more and more graceful, and she was more and more similar to Mrs. He back then: "Get up!"
Xu Qingmo and Zhengyang slowly stood up.
"My daughter was falsely accused of killing Mrs. Lin, and she has not confessed her innocence for many days. This is all because Mrs. Lin's child was kidnapped by evil people. In order to protect her child, my daughter could only swallow her anger. Now, the child has been rescued by the seventh prince. , I want to prove my innocence, and I also want your majesty to seek justice for Madam Lin!" Xu Qingmo looked at the emperor and said word by word.
Xu Qingmo's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone here to hear clearly.
Immediately, someone asked in surprise: "Ms. Lin is not dead?"
Xu Qingmo sneered: "Of course Mrs. Lin is not dead. This is just a trap set by someone to slander our Ningyuan Marquis Mansion."
Among the people present, some immediately changed their expressions.
Xu Qingmo turned back to look at Mr. Zhu who was hiding in the corner, smiled and said, "I also hope that all of you, sir, can handle official business and really make it possible for the emperor to commit the same crime as the common people. Are you right? Mr. Zhu!"
When Mrs. Lin was brought up, Mr. Zhu's face became very ugly, and the prince's palms were sweating.
Xu Qingmo stood on one side, listening to Mrs. Lin's tearful accusations, not only to her husband, but also to the person who was protecting her behind the scenes.
After Mrs. Lin explained everything in detail, the Seventh Prince stepped forward and handed the letter to the palace servant: "This is the letter that I found from the concubine!"
The emperor looked at the signature in the letter, and his face instantly became very ugly. He threw the letter at Xie Suxian's feet: "Prince, please explain to me, what is this?"
Xie Suxian looked confused. He bent down to pick up the letter at his feet and looked at it carefully. Then he saw the prince's palace seal on the signature!
Although he had been prepared for it, Xie Suxian never thought that Zhu Han would be able to steal his official seal and stamp it on such a letter so blatantly.
Xie Suxian was silent for a long time, and finally said: "My father taught me how to calligraphy. The words on this letter were not written by me, and the seal of the house was not stamped by me. Father, do you believe it?" "
The emperor looked at Xie Suxian for a long time, perhaps because he saw his former queen on his helpless face, and the anger in his heart gradually calmed down: "Then tell me, who touched your palace seal! "
Xie Suxian sighed, with helplessness on his face, and then turned back to look at Master Zhu. His eyes were full of compassion, but Master Zhu still saw his determination from this look: "Master Zhu, what do you think? ?”
Mr. Zhu stood in the crowd, his face gradually turned pale. He looked at the prince and said with a wry smile: "Your Highness, Han'er is devoted to you. You can't push her into the water just to protect yourself..."
Xie Suxian lowered his head. After a long time, he turned back and looked at the emperor: "Father, it is my fault, and I am willing to take full responsibility for it!"
The affectionate and unchangeable character is deeply rooted in people's hearts instantly.
Xu Qingmo, who was standing aside, looked at him coldly, his eyes full of disdain. It was just a play he was playing. He not only told the emperor that Zhu Han did this, but also pretended that he loved Zhu Han.
The appearance of hypocritical benevolence and righteousness is much more similar to that of those people who sing southern operas in theaters.
Xu Qingmo looked at it and felt it was funny. She knelt down in front of the emperor and said, "What I have done is worthy of heaven and earth, my ancestors, and my conscience. Your Majesty has the final say on what happens next. I just hope that your Majesty will prove it for the Xu family." Girl, I didn’t force the Lin family’s wife to death.”
The emperor looked at Xu Qingmo, who had placed a step for himself, and nodded: "I understand, you can go back first. I will make my own judgment on this matter!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xu Qingmo thanked Your Majesty, said nothing more, took Zhengyang and Lady Lin and left.
In the eyes of others, Xu Qingmo's behavior seemed somewhat ungrateful and even a little unruly, but in the eyes of the emperor, it was rare and generous.
You know, in the past, there were very few women who came here. Occasionally, some would beat drums and express their grievances, maybe crying, maybe trembling, and timid. There were very few people like him who dared to look directly into his own eyes.
"That's all, let's discuss this matter again. I will make my own decision!" The emperor turned his attention back to the prince in front of him. "The prince will not leave the house these days, nor will he go to the morning court. Please reflect on it."
