Cheng Fenglou's eyes widened immediately, "How could this happen?!"
Wen Ranran on the side sighed and looked at Cheng Fenglou sympathetically.
"Your wedding vacation may have to end early. This morning, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice was scolded by His Majesty and was immediately suspended. My father named you and asked you to investigate."
Cheng Fenglou was slightly stunned, obviously he didn't expect that things would develop like this.
"this……"
Even though he was plotting rebellion, His Majesty still cared about his old relationship and just imprisoned him without telling him how to deal with it.
On the contrary, the Li family's party had already ransacked their homes and executed them during this period.
The prince has been in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Even if he is having a hard time, no one dares to show his face.
Why... there would be a fire inside the prison for no reason?
"So, I came to you to discuss this matter!" Xia Lishuang sighed, "The difficulty of this matter is how to investigate it."
Cheng Fenglou was slightly stunned.
The Prison Department Prison is always dark and damp, and the probability of an unprovoked fire is very small.
It is hard to say whether the fire this time was a real fire or a deliberate attempt to save the prince.
Fang Su, the Minister of Punishment, has always been a neutral faction in the court, but his previous attitude towards the prince was ambiguous.
"Actually, it's not surprising. Prisoners in the prison of the Ministry of Justice have had troubles many times. My father has long been suspicious. This time, it was just a big trigger. Fang Su has always been used to getting along with others. This time there is a black yarn on his head.
, I’m afraid I can’t keep it.”
No one in the Ministry of Justice was capable of investigating this matter, so the emperor pushed Cheng Fenglou out.
However, it is really difficult to do this beautifully and in a catchy way.
Cheng Fenglou took a deep breath, finally entered the palace and accepted the emperor's order.
The matter of the crown prince undoubtedly aroused the emotions of all the officials, and a steady stream of articles to impeach Fang Su were handed over.
Even Wen Ranran's workload doubled for no reason.
Even if it is doubled, the most frightening thing is that the words written on each fold are still the same.
Either they impeached Fang Su, or they advocated moving the prince out of the imperial mausoleum.
Therefore, the emperor's face had been terribly gloomy these two days.
Wen Ranran was in the Imperial Study Room every day, not even daring to breathe.
The hourglass in the corner ticked down little by little. Wen Ranran read the last bit of information and slapped her sore neck.
Beside, the emperor put down the pen in his hand.
"Tell me, what do you think about this?"
Wen Ranran was stunned.
"Even Wei Chen doesn't know about this!"
This time, Wen Ranran didn't have the guts to pluck the tiger's butt again, honestly.
The emperor rubbed his eyebrows.
"It's not Fang Su, it's...many ministers said that the prince has lost his virtue and is not allowed to move to the imperial mausoleum. What do you think?"
Wen Ranran was silent for a while.
"His Majesty was kind-hearted and left the emperor's eldest grandson to be raised by the queen's side. In fact, he had already made a decision in his heart, wasn't he?"
The emperor was slightly stunned.
"Actually...it doesn't have to be moved into the imperial mausoleum. If your majesty really doesn't want to, you can make the prince king and give him another mausoleum."
Wen Ranran took a deep breath and said softly.
"Although the prince's moral conduct was faulty when he was in power, for so many years, the emperor has taught him personally, painstakingly, and taught with fists and fists. How can it be said that it can be broken off?"
After spending this time together, Wen Ranran could more or less feel out a bit of the emperor's temper.
Although the emperor dealt with things fairly, he seemed to be deliberately tolerant towards Xia Yanyan and the prince, perhaps because of his age.
The emperor looked at Wen Ranran and suddenly laughed.
"That's right! Those veterans only knew that I would deal with it impartially, but they forgot that I am also a father and a brother..."
Wen Ranran lowered her head and did not dare to speak.
In fact, the matter has not yet been clarified, so the prince may not have faked his death.
But the emperor had obviously made up his mind.
Regardless of whether the prince's death was real or fake, in the history of a hundred years later, the prince's few words will remain at this moment.
"You little girl, you are so smart that sometimes I am surprised!"