After resigning, I switched to fortune-telling

Chapter 42

When being "invited" to the hall by the guards, Jianshuang had a vague premonition that disaster was imminent.

But it wasn't entirely a surprise.

As early as outside Baiyun Temple in Yuzhou, when Song Xuan ran into her by accident, Jianshuang started planning for today's game.

Even if it is just a small mistake, it takes a lot of time and thought to remedy it afterwards.

He even deliberately led Song Xuan to become suspicious of her identity, pushing himself further into danger.

The palms of his hands were slightly clenched, wet with sweat, and Jianshuang knelt down at the bottom of the steps, looking completely innocent.

"Lord Song suddenly asked the guards to arrest the servant, what mistake did the servant make?"

Song Xuan glanced at Shang Qingyao, the young emperor seemed to have no intention of speaking, and completely handed over the power of disposal to his subjects.Song Xuan made up his mind - he didn't want to act impulsively at first, but it was his fault that the prisoner escaped, and Song Xuan urgently needed another big thing to make up for his fault.

Jianshuang just bumped into it.

Song Xuan said in an inscrutable way: "Miss Jianshuang is here, doesn't she know what a serious crime she has committed?"

Jianshuang's snow-white and delicate neck protruded from the collar, arched into a slight arc, her eyes were half downcast, unable to see her expression.

"The slave does not know."

"My servant is just an ordinary woman in the inner house. I really don't know what kind of heinous crimes I have committed, so that Master Song needs to arrest me?"

Listening to her tone of voice, Song Xuan started to have a toothache.

Listen to this, look at this innocent face, let's play Dou E's injustice here.

Co-authoring him, how could he wrong her as a mere maid for no reason?

Song Xuan asked sharply: "You really don't know at all? Then what I met at Baiyun Temple in Yuzhou was a ghost?"

Jianshuang's expression remained unchanged: "How would Master Song know whether the person he met in Yuzhou was a ghost slave or a servant?"

"Oh?" Song Xuan smiled instead of anger, "The assassin who wants to assassinate has nothing to do with you?"

There are traps hidden in his words, but the fish he expects does not bite.

"I don't know what an assassin is." Jianshuang replied, "If Mr. Song wants to convict this servant, he must pay attention to the evidence. This servant does not remember ever offending Mr. Song."

"It's really eloquent." These few words of assassination turned into private grievances.

Song Xuan couldn't help but think of the Duke of Wei's son, if it wasn't for his official career, Song Xuan would probably praise him now that only the prince Xie has such wonderful people, even the maids are so eclectic.

He wanted to ask something more, but was interrupted by Shang Qingyao raising his hand.

"Since this is the case, the two of you insist on your own opinions, and this matter will be temporarily shelved."

Press no to send - most of the time it means "stop here".Song Xuan gritted his teeth, answered "Yes", and didn't say anything more.

Jianshuang leaned over and saluted: "I hope Master Song will find out the real assassin soon, how could such a weak woman like a servant make such a big mistake?"

Song Xuan almost jumped up and pointed at her and scolded her.

She calmly withdrew from the hall, but her dignified expression did not restrain herself.

It seemed that she had the upper hand in this confrontation, but she knew in her heart that she did not gain the trust of the key person—the silent emperor.

I'm afraid this matter can't end here as she wishes.

Jianshuang took a deep breath.

After listening to her remedies, Shizi just smiled and said, "Then you can try."

——It turned out that he had already expected that Shang Qingyao would not be an opponent she could fool.

Jianshuang walked down the steps quickly, the long wind picked up her hair hanging down her shoulders, and the ring around her waist jingled.

The sound of Yu Jue's collision quickly disappeared, Song Xuan hesitated to speak, and finally asked after a long while: "Does Your Majesty really believe her words?"

"Song Xuan." The emperor put the vermilion pen aside, his dark eyes were like silver stars and cold water, "There are rules for everything, even if I try a case, I have to follow the procedures formulated by the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple. The first important thing is the evidence."

"It is impossible for me to imprison all the people in Duke Wei's mansion just because of your words."

Song Xuan thought carefully about the meaning of his immediate superior, and said: "Your Majesty needs evidence - I don't have any at hand for now, but the fox's tail will always show. I will try my best to investigate this matter."

Shang Qingyao looked at him, then looked away after a while, and said in a calm voice, "Go."

……

"Your bad idea not only didn't dispel Song Xuan's doubts, but also made us be watched closely?" Xie Yuan asked sincerely.

The smile on Jianshuang's face was a bit forced: "The matter of Baiyun Temple in Yuzhou has already made him eye me, this mistake only speeded up the process of his suspicion."

Xie Yuan stretched the tune and said "Oh--".

Jianshuang: "..."

Jianshuang looked at the expression on her elder son's face, and found that her elder son couldn't tell any expression.

Xie Tangru was much calmer than her.

"Song Xuan dared to tell Shang Qingyao without any basis—this is not something you could have expected."

"What's more, although murdering the emperor is a serious crime for destroying the nine clans, you are not among the nine clans of this son, so don't worry too much. By the way, have you finished writing the scriptures that my father punished me for copying?"

Jianshuang really wanted to deny that her loyal master was such an unreliable thing, but she couldn't.

Jianshuang: "...there is still half a copy of the "South China Classic"."

Xie Yuan: "What is your son going to do?"

"Go get my jade pendant back first." Xie Tangru lazily stretched her waist, half of her long sleeves slipped off, revealing a well-proportioned forearm made of moonlight, "I still have to go to the palace."

By the way, clean up the mess for your subordinates.

There was boredom in his tone.

——The process of entering the palace was cumbersome and had to be searched, which always made Xie Tangru uncomfortable.Therefore, Xie Tangru has always disliked going to banquets in the palace.However, the late emperor was always a beautiful woman, and he had a special affection for Xie Tangru's skin. Every time he held a banquet, he would ask "Is the prince of Wei Guogong here?".

Xie Shizi was too disturbed.

If the old emperor didn't go with the crane fairy, and held a few more banquets, Mr. Xie would rise up and drive the old emperor out of power.

But this time the process of entering the palace was surprisingly simple, almost as soon as the documents from Duke Wei's mansion were handed over, the eunuchs around the emperor came to guide Xie Tangru, did not search him, and walked around the garden according to Xie Tangru's wishes.

The eunuch flattered and accompanied him: "It's a pity that the lotus has already withered at this time of year. If the son entered the palace two days earlier, he could still see some remnants of the lotus. Your Majesty has been looking forward to the arrival of the son."

The complimented Xie Shizi thought he was talking nonsense, but he nodded indiscriminately, talking nonsense even more than eunuchs: "Yes, he has been waiting for me to come, wishing I could just live in the palace."

The eunuch's face suddenly showed a kind of surprise that he accidentally heard the secrets of the palace.

Xie Tangru sneered softly.

"Where is Your Majesty?"

"In Xuanzheng Palace."

The eunuch lowered his head, his expression became more secretive, and he looked at Xie Tangru with a bit of awe.

He was probably misled somewhere by Xie Tangru's nonsense.

More than one was misled.

Song Xuan was lying on the wall of Wei Guogong's mansion, and he was thinking about how to find the girl's feet.

Then he found that he couldn't see anything except the tree and the bird's nest on the tree from this perspective.

Oh, and there's someone hiding in the tree.

The man seemed to have noticed him too, his knife-like sharp eyes swept over him, with coldness, almost scared Song Xuan so that he fell off the wall.

Before he came back to his senses, the person hiding among the treetops suddenly yelled.

"Catch the thief!"

The next moment, the officials of Wei Guogong's mansion heard the wind and came, holding hoes, axes, and fire sticks, and they gathered together.

"........."

Poor Mr. Song was so frightened that he fell off the wall.

The author has something to say: I accidentally fell asleep last night (covering my face)