"I really saw it." Jiang Yuhuan was also surprised that Sun Jiaojiao actually helped her perjury.
"Does this prove my innocence?" Jiang Yuhuan looked at the maid, "Why did you lie? Or maybe you saw the real murderer and wanted to protect him, so you deliberately framed me?"
"No slave, slave... slave..." Naturally, she didn't know how to explain it. After all, she was only the last link in all the plans. As soon as she saw that Shangshu was dead, she immediately went to call someone and claimed that it was all done by Jiang Yuhuan.
But who would have thought that Jiang Yuhuan did not drink at all, and someone testified that she was not present.
Uncle Zhongyi was furious at this moment. He thought he only needed to prove that it was Jiang Yuhuan who committed the murder. Who knew it was the maid who lied, and things suddenly became complicated and confusing.
He was filled with anger and gradually lost his patience, "Hurry up and tell me! Who killed Lord Shangshu!"
"My slave... my slave... I really don't know."
"Then why did you lie?"
The maid's head turned rapidly, remembering the explanation given by the Dowager Empress. She glanced at the crowd and said in a trembling voice: "It's all Miss Jiang's explanation. I didn't see anyone killing Lord Shangshu. It was Miss Jiang who gave the order. She said that as long as she saw Lord Shangshu die, If you don't, go and shout, 'The princess has killed someone'."
"Did you really not see who killed Lord Shangshu?"
The look in Uncle Zhongyi's eyes that wanted to kill made the maid's heart tremble, and she finally couldn't help crying, "No...no."
Jiang Yuhuan glanced at Zhen Shangshu on the ground and couldn't help but say, "Uncle, let's leave this matter to Dali Temple."
"Yes, Master Lin, please excuse me..."
Lin Shaoan is the young minister of Dali Temple.
"Let me first have a look at Master Shangshu."
Uncle Zhongyi stepped aside, and Lin Shaoan stepped forward to check Zhen Shangshu's body.
He held Zhen Shangshu's hand and frowned. He pressed his index and middle fingers on his neck. After a moment, his frown deepened.
"Mr. Du, please come and take a look."
"I can only save people, but I can't..."
Lin Shaoan insisted, "You can take a look and then talk."
Doctor Du stepped forward and soon realized something was wrong.
He grabbed Zhen Shangshu's wrist and came to a conclusion in his mind.
"Zhen Shangshu is not dead, he just fainted." He took out the silver needle he carried with him and inserted the needle neatly. Not long after, Zhen Shangshu woke up.
"Master, master! You scared me to death!"
Zhen Shangshu patted Mrs. Zhen's back and whispered comforting words.
Zhongyi Bo breathed a sigh of relief, "Zhen Shangshu, are you okay?"
"Something's wrong."
Uncle Zhongyi did not expect that Zhen Shangshu would not give him any face, so he tried his best to smile, "This... but what's wrong with it?"
Zhen Shangshu said unceremoniously: "Can't you see the blood on my body? Someone wants to kill me."
Mrs. Zhen helped Zhen Shangshu stand up, with a look of anger on her face, "Master, who wants to kill you!"
"You have to ask Uncle Zhongyi."
Uncle Zhongyi lowered his face and said, "Zhen Shangshu should be careful, you and I have no grievances, so why should I kill you."
"Sir, what's going on with all this?"
Zhen Shangshu sighed and explained the matter.
"For some reason today, Uncle Zhongyi's second son has been diligently pouring me wine and urging me to drink. Later, I was so drunk that I faintly heard him saying that he wanted to help me to rest. After walking all the way, I was somewhat sober, but unexpectedly I entered the room. , he took out his dagger and wanted to kill me. Fortunately, I knew some punches and kicks, so I not only didn’t let him succeed, but also hurt him.”
Zhen Shangshu's words evoked the memories of those who drank together, "I remembered! Qi Yun has indeed been drinking with Zhen Shangshu today, and he has been persuading him!"
"Didn't the wine bottle in question come from Zhen Shangshu's place? I'm afraid he wanted to drink Zhen Shangshu into a coma so that he could start."
"Impossible! How could Yun'er kill Zhen Shangshu for no reason?" Qi Yun's biological mother stood up, looking in disbelief.
Mrs. Zhongyibo angrily yelled, "Shut up! It's not your turn to speak here!"
Zhen Shangshu looked indifferent, "Then we have to ask him."
"Then why did you fall to the ground?" Mrs. Zhen asked everyone's doubts.
Zhen Shangshu explained, "I was drugged after all. After scaring him away, I fainted when the drug took effect. Why are there so many people?"
"Some people said that the princess killed you, and said... everyone thought you..."
After all, everyone did not say the slanderous words of the maid. Since Zhen Shangshu was fine, there was no need to say these words to offend him.
"Nonsense! I have nothing to do with the princess, so why would the princess kill me? Uncle Zhongyi, I was injured in your house. I hope you can give me an explanation!"
Uncle Zhongyi pinched his eyebrows and said, "Go and find the second young master!"
"master!"
Uncle Zhongyi pushed Qi Yun's biological mother away, warning her secretly in his eyes.
Not long after, Qi Yun was brought over.
He smelled of alcohol and lost his temper at the maid.
"Why do you have to disturb my sleep?"
Qi Zhao looked like he was watching a show, "Second brother, Zhen Shangshu said you wanted to kill him."
Hearing Zhen Shangshu's name, Qi Yun suddenly woke up and his eyes were a little panicked.
"How can it be!"
Zhen Shangshu glared angrily, "You still don't admit it?"
"I have no reason to kill Zhen Shangshu!"
Uncle Zhongyi asked, "Then how do you explain that you gave Zhen Shangshu the wine that gave him the sweat medicine?"
Qi Yun didn't know that the Yuanyang Pot incident had been revealed, so he argued: "How do I know? I drank that wine too. Why did I feel dizzy after drinking it? Someone must have harmed me!"
Qi Zhao kindly reminded, "Second brother, that wine pot is called Yuanyang Pot, and you can control whether the wine poured out contains medicine or myrrh."
"Is...is it? I don't know."
"You said you have been sleeping in your room, can anyone prove it?" Uncle Zhongyi guided the conversation, hoping that Qi Yun could clear away the suspicion.
Their uncle's house has declined to this point, and no one can be charged with murdering an official of the imperial court.
Nowadays, Qi Yi is just a minor official. If his official career fails, he can only hope for marriage.
If Qi Yun is charged with murder, the marriage may not work.
Qi Yun didn't understand Uncle Zhongyi's hint, and said self-righteously: "I sleep in my own room, and no one is watching."
Uncle Zhongyi did not give up and continued to guide, "You can't go back from the guest house without meeting anyone, right? Someone will see you when you go back to your room, right?"
Qi Yun remained stubborn, "I was drunk and didn't know."
Uncle Zhongyi also wanted to say, but Zhen Shangshu intercepted him in time, "Of course he didn't know, he was drawing a sword at me in this room."
Qi Yun's voice suddenly rose, "I didn't!"
"Then how do you explain the injury on your hand!"
Qi Yun quickly put his hands behind his back. His action was equivalent to three hundred taels of silver in this place.
Uncle Zhongyi secretly hated him for failing to live up to his expectations. He couldn't protect him in front of everyone, so he had no choice but to say: "Stretch out your hand!"
"I accidentally fell down and scratched it!"
"Then show it to others openly!"
Fu Shilu winked at Sanqi, who stepped forward and held Qi Yun down.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
Sanqi quickly grabbed Qi Yun's hand, took off the bandage, looked at it, and then let go of him, "Prince, the wound was scratched by a dagger."
"What else do you have to say?"
"It wasn't me! After I helped Master Shangshu to the room, I was suddenly knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was lying behind the rockery with a wound on my hand."
Qi Yun said quickly, not knowing that his inconsistent testimony had aroused suspicion.
Uncle Zhongyi was tired, and his voice was full of tiredness and weakness, "Then why did you lie that you were sleeping in the room?"
"I didn't lie! I woke up from the rockery and went back to my room to sleep!"
"Why didn't you say you were knocked unconscious just now?"
"I don't think it's important."
At this point, almost all the questions that should be asked have been completed, and Lin Shaoan came forward to ask Zhen Shangshu for confirmation.
Zhen Shangshu denied it flatly, "No. He brought the dagger on the ground, and he wanted to kill me. At that time, he looked vicious, as if he wanted to kill me, otherwise I wouldn't have been so dizzy and could still survive." He fought hard. The wounds on his hands were made by me when I resisted, and it was also because he was injured that he jumped out of the window and left."
Lin Shaoan walked to the window and found that there was indeed blood on the window lattice.
Zhen Shangshu's words were confirmed, and Qi Yun felt that he had been wronged and could not defend himself.
He indeed received the news that Zhen Shangshu was to be killed, but he did not expect that the Menghan medicine did not make Zhen Shangshu faint and still had the strength to resist.
He wanted to give up at that time, but before he could leave, he was knocked unconscious and woke up behind the rockery.
He was telling the truth, but every piece of evidence showed that he was telling lies. Zhen Shangshu actually also lied about scratching him.
He was really confused and didn't know what went wrong.
Jiang Yuhuan sneered in his heart when he saw Qi Yun anxiously explaining but not knowing where to start.
If she hadn't been alert, noticed something strange about the wine pot, and asked Sanqi to look at it, Zhen Shangshu would not have escaped easily, and she would have become the scapegoat arranged by them.
The entire bureau was directed at her.
First, he planned to stun her to be humiliated, and then arranged for Zhen Shangshu to die in the room. Combined with the words from the maid's mouth, the whole thing would become that Zhen Shangshu was scornful of her, and she killed Zhen Shangshu in a rage.
She was going to be ruined, and she was going to die. How could she, the princess of the county, be such a nuisance to Concubine Sun?
Lin Shaoan didn't speak anymore. Although he didn't say it clearly, the meaning was already obvious.
Qi Yun is the suspect. His current testimony does not match up and his motive is unknown, but according to the rules, he must be taken to Dali Temple for interrogation.
"You traitor! How dare you do such a bastard thing!"
"Dad! Listen to my explanation!"
Uncle Zhongyi could not have the patience to listen to him at this moment. He looked around, picked up the stick by the wall and greeted Qi Yun.
"You traitor! You are plotting to kill an official of the imperial court. Today I will kill your relatives and kill you, this traitor!"
"Dad...ah——"
Qi Yun's biological mother shouted and stepped forward to stop him, "Master, stop fighting, stop fighting, it's all a misunderstanding!"
"ah--"
"This Qi Yun looks so tall and powerful, why does he scream so ecstatically?"
"Yes, it sounds like a little girl's cry, so cute."
"It doesn't seem right. This sound doesn't seem to come from Qi Yun."
"Who else could it be if he wasn't him?"
"Listen carefully, it seems to be next door."
Everyone suddenly realized something was wrong and hurriedly stopped Uncle Zhongyi, "Uncle, wait a minute, there seems to be movement nearby."
In an instant, the entire yard fell silent, and the sounds next door suddenly became clear.
