After Han Yang left, the government servants brought breakfast.
Just like the previous few days, Yu Zhi's breakfast was a bowl of white porridge without a few grains of rice. It would be an exaggeration to call it soup.
Fan Wenzheng's breakfast had everything, including porridge, side dishes, steamed buns, soy milk, and even ginseng soup that had been simmered all night.
Before today, Yu Zhi was still aggrieved. He was also a prisoner, and his treatment was so different.
It wasn't until Han Yang saluted Fan Wenzheng just now that Yu Zhi learned about the relationship between the two as master and disciple. This just feels reasonable.
However, what makes Yu Zhi curious is why did the students put the teacher in prison?
Curious, Yu Zhi didn't want to ask more, otherwise he would be involved in another whirlpool.
"Little friend, did you really kill that person?" Fan Wenzheng asked.
Yu Zhi looked at the big meat buns in Fan Wenzheng's bowl and his mouth watered.
Fan Wenzheng understood and asked the government officials to deliver all the buns to Yu Zhi. Yu Zhi then said with a smile: "I killed him. Just like what I told Han Yang. Just kill this kind of person. There is nothing to hide."
"Even if his father is the Minister of Punishment?"
"Even if his father is the Minister of Punishment!" Yu Zhi responded.
Fan Wenzheng saw Yu Zhi being so frank, but he said: "Han Yang, who is in charge of this Dali Temple, has always been unkind and ruthless. Xiao Yuande took a fancy to him, so he destroyed the Dali Temple. Put it into his hands."
From Fan Wenzheng's words, Yu Zhi heard something else.
He dared to call Emperor Chu by his first name. It was obvious that Old Fan must have had some trouble with Emperor Chu, so he was imprisoned here by Emperor Chu.
Fan Wenzheng continued: "Therefore, you don't have to admit some things to him. He knows that you killed someone. If you can't come up with a reasonable explanation, you are a murderer. But since you dare to say it, you must not be afraid that the other party will make a fuss about it. .”
Yu Zhi's mouth was full of oil, and the buns in his mouth were really delicious.
"Old Fan, yesterday you kept sighing until midnight. Did you figure something out?" Yu Zhi changed the topic without being tactful. He just told Fan Wenzheng directly that I didn't want to talk anymore, so let's change the topic.
Fan Wenzheng hasn't moved his chopsticks yet, because he always eats without speaking. Obviously, he had to wait until this conversation was over before thinking about eating.
Yu Zhi is different. There is nothing more important in the world than eating.
If you are not active in eating, there is something wrong with your brain!
Yesterday, Fan Wenzheng wanted to understand something. He did not answer Yu Zhi's question, but said: "Do you know the use of the dagger I gave you yesterday?"
Yu Zhi held the bun in one hand and groped under the bed for a while with the other hand before finding the dagger.
"I can't think of any other use than exchanging money."
Fan Wenzheng smiled, but today he did not feel as disgusted as he did yesterday when he heard the word "money".
He was convinced by Yu Zhi that money was indeed a very important thing.
"Keep it well, maybe he can save your life in the future."
Yu Zhi hates people who play riddles. Qiu Jinfeng is like this, and Li Qingru is like this... It seems that there is always something unspeakable hidden deep in his heart.
If you can't say it, don't say it. What do you mean by saying it halfway?
Yu Zhi rolled his eyes at Fan Wenzheng and cursed: "You like to talk but don't talk. Anyway, it's still worth some money. At worst, I'll sell it for money."
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...
Han Yang appeared just to tell Yu Zhi about the joint trial between the three departments.
But the forces involved are complex.
Both Yu Zhi and Zhao Jie are just chess pieces that have been pushed onto the stage.
Maybe it was just a case between the murderer and the victim at first, but after entering the city that day, in just three days, it had turned into a game between the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Ministry of Punishment and other secret forces.
In Qiu Mansion, Qiu Ruoruo finally invited Li Wantong back to the mansion.
For three days, Qiu Ruoruo always remembered Yu Zhi's words, visited Li Wantong every day, and finally persuaded Li Wantong to stay in Qiu Mansion for a few days.
Although Qiu Ruoruo didn't know why Yu Zhi didn't let Li Wantong live in the Prime Minister's Mansion, nor did she know the relationship between Li Wantong and Li Xiuyuan, she felt that what Yu Zhi said must make sense.
"Sister Li, if you need anything, just tell me or Grandpa An, and someone will naturally take care of it." Qiu Ruoruo said.
At this time, Yu Lan and others were also in the same courtyard.
After Yu Zhi was imprisoned, Qiu Ruoruo followed Yu Zhi's instructions and took everyone back to Qiu Mansion.
Fortunately, Qiu Mansion is small enough to accommodate more people.
Li Wantong looked at the pretty Qiu Ruoruo and said thank you, "Thank you, Miss Qiu."
Qiu Ruoruo responded: "Sister Li, you don't have to be so polite. Brother Xiaoyu has given instructions, so I will naturally obey. And sister Li, you don't have to be so polite. Just call me Ruoruo like brother Xiaoyu."
Li Wantong smiled slightly and agreed.
On the way back, Yu Zhi talked a lot, the most about Li Qingru and Qiu Ruoruo.
From Yu Zhi's words, Li Wantong could feel Yu Zhi's trust in the two of them.
What Li Wantong didn't expect was that the Qiu Ruoruo mentioned by Yu Zhi actually came from the Qiu family, one of the most prominent families in Kyoto!
"Ruoruo, when do you think Brother Xiaoyu will come out?" Yu Lan and Qiu Ruoruo have already become good sisters. In the past few days, the relationship between the two people living in Qiu Mansion has become deeper and deeper.
After Yu Zhuyue entered the house, she also helped Qiu Jinfeng take care of herself. In just three days, Qiu Jinfeng's face was red, she ate more than usual every day, and her complexion was indeed much better.
Qiu Ruoruo comforted him: "Don't worry, everyone, brother Xiaoyu has his own plan. After waiting for three more days and after the joint trial of the three divisions, he can be released from prison safely."
In fact, Qiu Ruoruo had no idea whether Yu Zhi's plan would work or not. It depends not only on the evidence, but also on the attitude of His Majesty.
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After leaving Li Wantong and others, Qiu Ruoruo walked into the east courtyard.
Qiu Jinfeng was wearing white brocade and practicing in a decent manner. This spirit is far better than before.
Qiu Ruoruo stood aside quietly, waiting for Qiu Jinfeng to stop and rest.
After about a cup of tea, Qiu Jinfeng sat on the chair, sweating profusely.
"Ruoruo is here."
Qiu Ruoruo handed over a handkerchief to wipe Qiu Jinfeng's sweat. "Although you have a miracle doctor to help you with the treatment, you still have to take it step by step. You need to take good care of your body before you can suffer like this."
Qiu Jinfeng said with a smile: "Grandpa, I have never been so energetic. I seem to have endless strength. This little fish is always making trouble, but this time he did a good thing."
Qiu Ruoruo also smiled. The Qiu family members all felt that Yu Zhi had led Qiu Ruoruo into trouble.
"Grandpa, I'm still a little worried about Brother Xiaoyu's plan." Qiu Ruoruo said.
When sending Yu Zhi to Dali Temple, Yu Zhi gave Qiu Ruoruo some explanations. This was also the means for him to survive in the future and there was no room for error.
Qiu Ruoruo also told Qiu Jinfeng what Yu Zhi said, so there was a joint trial of the three divisions three days later.
If it weren't for Qiu Jinfeng's mediation, Yu Zhi would have died in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.
After wiping his sweat, Qiu Jinfeng picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea slowly, and said, "According to what Xiao Yu'er said, it will not be difficult to get him off the hook after a joint trial by the three agencies. What is difficult is to uncover the person behind the scenes. .”
Qiu Ruoruo said: "Isn't the person behind this the Prince of Chu's Mansion? It must be that Xiang Jinghao!"
That day, Fu Taining sent people to the Prince Chu's Mansion, but Qiu Ruoruo saw it clearly. And Fu Taining stayed in the Metropolitan Procuratorate for a whole day before coming out.
Speaking of Prince Chu's Mansion, Qiu Ruoruo was even more annoyed. Brother Xiaoyu, I'm afraid you still don't know that the mother you asked me to help find is loving the person who wants to kill you!
Qiu Jinfeng laughed and asked, "Where is the evidence?"
"The Metropolitan Procuratorate interrogated Fu Taining for one day, but he did not reveal any information related to the Prince of Chu's Palace. He knew that if he did, he would be admitting to framed Yu Zhi. It would be a dead end no matter what. The only way to do this was to hold on to the Prince of Chu's Palace. , there is still a chance of survival."
"And the Prince of Chu's Mansion... will not reveal its flaws."
Qiu Ruoruo understood that it would not be difficult to get out of prison according to Yu Zhi's plan. But it may not be easy to take revenge.
"That's all, let's rescue brother Xiaoyu first and then talk about it."
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There is a small courtyard in the alley of the east city of Kyoto. It is remote and clean, and few people come back here.
It is said that this place was once the residence of some princes and nobles, and large areas of the courtyard belonged to them. This was the wealth and status they had accumulated for several generations.
But on that night twenty years ago, blood dyed the entire yard red. Countless human heads litter the ground like ripe watermelons in a field in summer.
On that bloody night, everyone died. The smell of blood lingered in this yard for several years, and then it became an abandoned mansion.
A person walked quickly into the alley, looking slightly flustered. He stopped from time to time and looked behind him. After looking at no one on the left and right, he continued to move forward, and finally reached the deepest part of the alley.
Squeak.
The rotten wooden door was pushed open, and there was a large and lush locust tree in the yard. Its vibrant branches and leaves were extremely inconsistent with the decay and dilapidation around it.
There was a masked man standing under the locust tree. He glanced behind the visitor and said, "No one is following you, right?"
The visitor took a few deep breaths to calm down his nervousness. "I know the rules. If anyone finds out, my life will be lost."
The person who came was the same officer who entered the prison last night and planned to release Yu Zhi from prison.
The man asked: "Is the person dead?"
The officer's eyes changed and he said, "He found out."
"What do you mean?" The man was filled with uneasiness and suddenly stared at the yamen servant.
The officer continued: "That young man is very cautious. He doesn't believe what I say. Therefore, he is still living in prison."
"Then why did you come to me?" The man suppressed his anger.
The Yamen servant said: "What you promised me."
The man looked at the yamen servant and wanted to kill him. What a stupid guy!
The man threw out a thick envelope containing a stack of banknotes, which was a very large amount of wealth.
As Yu Zhi said, money can make ghosts grind.
Even Dali Temple, which has never had any accidents, had an accident.
"Take it and get out!" the man said angrily.
The yamen servant weighed the envelope in his hand and showed a satisfied smile. With this money, he can leave Kyoto.
"Thank you. I'll leave Kyoto now."
Just leave Kyoto, find a strange place, and start a new life.
The money in his hand is enough to last him the rest of his life.
At this moment, a cold wind blew in the yard, but now the sun was shining brightly.
The big locust tree dropped a green leaf, followed by a second leaf, and a third leaf, until countless leaves were flying.
A sound as cold as the cold wind came from outside the yard.
"I didn't expect that my Dali Temple also had ghosts."
