Chapter 302 You want to stop this king from handling the case
Her question diverted Xiao Mingxuan's attention.
"Why? Isn't it your father's personal memorial to the emperor?"
Luo Jiuli shook his head.
"I used to think it was my father's intention, but later I realized that it was actually my mother's intention."
"My mother said that my father was too upright and he was a military officer. He couldn't stand other people's flattery and flattery, but he himself couldn't flatter and be hypocritical. In the big dyeing vat of the imperial court, people like him suffered the most."
"It's also because I suffered a loss and the factions in the capital are complex. I simply stayed away from the partisanship, stayed calm, trained soldiers for the emperor, and just became a pure minister who was loyal to the emperor and patriotic."
When Xiao Mingxuan heard what she said, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"If your mother were a man, she would be able to be named a marquis and become a prime minister."
Luo Jiuli lowered his head and smiled.
"Who says it's not the case? My mother is a woman of great wisdom."
"For so many years, my father has been away from the capital all year round, and my mother, a weak woman, raised four children and supported the huge government. Who can understand the sadness behind this."
"Your Majesty."
Luo Jiuli took Xiao Mingxuan's hand.
"I have said so much today because I want the prince to know that if something happens to the Duke's Mansion or my father one day, I would like to ask the Prince to trust the Duke's Mansion and my father. If possible, please seek help from the Prince.
To lend a helping hand.”
Xiao Mingxuan was silent for a moment, then leaned forward and kissed her face, as if to comfort her:
"Don't worry, this Changning dynasty is still surnamed Xiao, and there is an emperor and me. No one in this capital dares to cover the sky with one hand."
Luo Jiuli nodded.
"I just finished talking in a hurry."
In fact, she had already thought about this problem in her mind.
Once her relationship with Xiao Mingxuan is confirmed, the Duke's government will inevitably be forced to get involved in this struggle in the capital.
She didn't dare to think about fixing the situation before it was too late, so she could only take precautions and make plans for the Duke's government.
Jiang Mansion arrived soon. Xiao Mingxuan was the first to get out of the carriage, and then reached out to help Luo Jiuli get out of the carriage.
At the gate of Jiang Mansion, Sun Zhou and Zhang Ping both arrived, and beside them stood another middle-aged man wearing official clothes.
As soon as the middle-aged man saw Xiao Mingxuan, he immediately stepped forward to salute and say hello.
"Kyoto Governor Zhou Shirui, meet the Ninth Prince."
When Luo Jiuli got off the carriage, he was stunned for a moment when he heard the name of Kyoto Prefecture. Then he remembered that Kyoto Prefecture was Jingzhao Prefecture. One was the name given by the Holy Ancestor, and the other was the name changed by the late emperor.
The middle-aged man in front of him, dressed in official uniform and of medium build, is Hu Jue's protégé.
Although he is not very tall, his eyes are shrewd and cunning.
"Um."
Xiao Mingxuan gave a faint hum and pulled Luo Jiuli into Jiang Mansion.
"Nine Kings--"
Zhou Shirui accepted the courtesy and looked up as if he wanted to say something else, but all he saw was Xiao Mingxuan's back walking away.
He glanced at the confidant who was accompanying him. The confidant understood and turned around to leave.
Jiangfu mourning hall.
Xiao Mingxuan's ice-like eyes swept across everyone present coldly.
"The cause of Jiang Fengnian's death has not yet been found out, but you were so quick that you actually built a mourning hall."
When Zhou Shirui, who finally walked in, heard this, his lowered eyes darkened, his expression calmed, and he stepped forward to salute harmlessly.
"Reporting to the Ninth Prince, the two government officials have found out that Mr. Jiang died of charcoal poisoning."
"Charcoal poisoning?"
Xiao Mingxuan glanced at him with cold eyes and snorted coldly.
"Mo Han, open the coffin."
Zhou Shirui's expression condensed.
"Ninth Prince, the autopsy result is that it is Sun and Zhang who jointly verified it. I think there will be no mistake."
"What's more, Mr. Jiang is also an official of the imperial court. Now that the body is still cold, I'm afraid the Jiang family won't open the coffin at this time -"
"Don't you agree?"
Xiao Mingxuan looked sharp and took over his words.
"I suspect that Jiang Fengnian did not die of charcoal poisoning? Zhou Shirui, what? Do you want to stop me from handling the case?"
After finishing speaking, he ordered in an extremely arrogant and condescending manner:
"Mo Han, open the coffin."
"yes."
Mo Han stepped forward, waved his hand, and pulled Zhou Shirui aside. Zhou Shirui staggered back a few steps.
Under the long wide sleeves, his fingers were clenched tightly, his cheeks were tense on both sides, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his complexion was green and white, showing the anger in his heart at this moment.
In the mourning hall, the accompanying guards of the Nine Princes Palace came forward to open the coffin lid, and Jiang Fengnian's body suddenly appeared.
As Mo Han reported back, Jiang Fengnian's corpse had eyes and jaws closed, limbs were cold and cyanotic, face and lips were red, the index finger of his right hand was bent, and there were no symptoms of bleeding from the mouth and nose. The corpse appeared to be very clean.
Luo Jiuli retracted his gaze, turned to look at Xiao Mingxuan, nodded slightly, and then looked at Sun Zhou and Zhang Pingquan.
"Master Sun, Master Zhang, I have something to ask you two. I wonder if you can give me some advice."
Sun Zhou and Zhang Ping were all surprised when they heard this. Although they received royal salaries, they were still considered official servants with a rare status in the industry.
But in society as a whole, the position of being a coworker is the lowest level of the industry. Especially in front of real royal nobles, there is no chance to speak at all.
The last time we went to the No. 1 Pot in the World, the Nine Kings needed their autopsy methods, and Miss Luo Er showed rare courtesy and courtesy to them.
But just now I heard what Lord Ninth Prince and Miss Luo Er were saying, and it seemed that they had some doubts about the results of their autopsy.
"Second Miss, please speak."
Zhang Pingquan was respectful and respectful.
Luo Jiuli said:
"I would like to know what the two adults used to perform the autopsy?"
Sun Zhou and Zhang Pingquan looked at each other. Although the two belonged to different departments and their relationship was not very good, they were not on bad terms. Sometimes they would discuss with each other because of difficult matters encountered during autopsy.
"Miss Luo Er, when conducting autopsies, we determine the cause of death and the modus operandi by observing the appearance of the corpse, such as tongue, rash, and scars."
"As for Mr. Jiang's autopsy results, whether it is from the fact that the brazier in the house at the scene was burning all night, the doors and windows were closed, or from the appearance of Mr. Jiang's body, they are all symptoms of carbon poisoning."
Sun Nian is the oldest and has the most seniority, and his words seem to have the most weight.
If it were someone else, he might have accepted this result calmly, but Luo Jiuli was not someone else. What's more, Jiang Fengnian's death had another hidden meaning, and it was by no means as simple as carbon poisoning.
"What Mr. Sun said is not unreasonable. Judging from Mr. Jiang's body, various signs indeed point to Mr. Jiang's death from charcoal poisoning."
"But... what you two adults see is only the surface."
"Those suffering from carbon poisoning often appear in a deep coma, accompanied by high fever, increased muscle tension in the limbs, and paroxysmal muscle spasms or forced spasms."
"Severe tissue and organ hypoxia can also cause cerebral edema, myocardial damage, etc. in the deceased."