Zhang Pingquan and Dong Xian looked at each other and at Hu Hongzhi's body at the same time, thinking over and over in their minds what Luo Jiuli had just said.
"I see."
Zhang Pingquan's eyes suddenly lit up, he stepped forward and saluted Hu Hongzhi's body.
"Master Hu, I'm offended."
As he spoke, he circled around the corpse, and then stopped behind the corpse. His arms slowly moved forward to restore the scene at that time, and the shock in his eyes became more and more obvious.
"Your Majesty, Second Miss, this possibility is true."
As Zhang Pingquan spoke, he straightened up, quickly walked to the side, pulled up a chair and sat down, then put his hands together, imitating holding a dagger, and 'stabbed' towards the chest.
"If it is suicide, according to the extent of the dagger stabbing into the chest, then the end of the dagger must be slightly upward. Only in this way can all the strength of the body be concentrated on the wrist."
"But the location of Mr. Hu's injury and the position of the end of the dagger--"
Zhang Pingquan stopped talking.
"Dong Xian, stand behind me."
Dong Xian also understood and quickly stood behind Zhang Ping.
After some 'rehearsals', the two completely overturned their conclusion that Hu Hongzhi committed suicide.
Dong Xian: "Your Majesty, Second Miss, Mr. Hu is most likely to have committed suicide."
Zhang Pingquan: "No, it's not possible, it's certain. Mr. Hu did not commit suicide, but committed homicide."
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On the way back home, Luo Jiuli nestled in Xiao Mingxuan's arms and closed her eyes to rest.
"Tired?"
Xiao Mingxuan looked down at her. She originally wanted to go back home by herself, but he really couldn't rest assured and had to send her back in person to rest assured.
"Well, I was worried about the prince in the first half of the night, and rushed to Sima Mansion in the second half of the night. I almost didn't sleep all night."
Facing him, Luo Jiuli never concealed his feelings and emotions.
When he heard that she was worried about him, Xiao Mingxuan's handsome face, which had been tense for several days, finally broke out into a knowing smile.
"Then sleep in my arms for a while. When we get to the house, I will take you back."
Luo Jiuli shook his head slightly.
"It's almost dawn and I can't sleep."
"On the other hand, Your Majesty, the events that happened one after another this night have made me tired and exhausted. I still don't know how to report the incident when Your Majesty enters the palace after dawn?"
Xiao Mingxuan hugged her shoulders tightly.
"Report truthfully."
"Oh! It's so troublesome."
Luo Jiuli sighed, opened his eyes, and sat up straight.
"Hu Hongzhi was killed. This is because someone wanted to provoke a new round of internal fighting between the former dynasty and the harem, the queen mother and the emperor."
"And Sima Mansion is the trigger of this 'infighting'."
If the emperor's ink pen and jade approval had pushed the father and son out of the Meridian Gate to be beheaded, no one would dare to talk nonsense.
But the bad thing is, Hu Hongzhi was killed, and the nature of it completely changed.
The person behind this not only wanted to stir up trouble, but also dared to challenge the emperor's authority.
"My lord, who do you think is responsible for this?"
Xiao Mingxuan narrowed his eyes,
"The courtiers, the prince, and the harem may all be behind this matter."
The words were cryptic, but Luo Jiuli still heard it.
The only thing that can connect the former dynasty, the harem and the princes together is the battle to seize the heir.
It turns out that this war without smoke has existed from beginning to end.
It’s just! There are more than just these that exist from beginning to end, there are also some hunters who are dormant and waiting to appear as prey.
Just like this, who would have thought that in a simple house in the capital, there lived the prime minister of a country who was the head of the civil service in the dynasty.
"Cluck...cluck."
In the backyard, there was a rhythmic tapping sound coming from the window of the main house.
In the room, Prime Minister Liang, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly stood up, his voice as warm as when he was awake.
"Come in."
The figures outside the window flashed past, and the door creaked. The person knocking on the window was already kneeling in front of the bed.
"Sir, before Hu Jue died, he gave the emperor a booklet."
"Booklet? Do you know the contents?"
The kneeling man shook his head.
"Except for the Emperor and the Ninth Prince, no one has read that booklet."
"Ha! Your Majesty really trusts the Nine Kings unconditionally."
"How about the Sima Mansion?"
"Hu Hongzhi is dead. Both Dali Temple and Jingzhao Mansion believe that Hu Hongzhi committed suicide, but the Nine Kings asked Luo Jiuli to go to the scene, and Luo Jiuli found out that Hu Hongzhi... was a suicide."
Prime Minister Liang looked at something and raised his hand to twist his beard.
"It doesn't matter. Once the matter is accomplished, no matter who it is, they can't change the result."
"It's just that this Luo Jiuli is really quite capable, it's just a pity -"
It's a pity that he didn't become the help of the wise king.
"Go ahead and pay attention to the trends at any time."
"yes."
The man kneeling on the ground resigned. From the beginning to the end, the face of the man was not seen in the gray room.
Although there were no lanterns lit outside the window, the heavy snow made the sky and the earth look a bit brighter.
Occasionally, a wild cat would jump out of the wall and leave a series of plum blossom-shaped marks on the snow.
——
At the back door of the Duke's mansion, Xiao Mingxuan saw with his own eyes that Luo Jiuli had returned to the mansion, and then he had someone drive the carriage to the direction of the palace.
At three o'clock in the morning, it's time to go to court.
"Master, be careful, the prince has gone far."
Nan Zhu and Nan Xing stood behind her.
Luo Jiuli stamped his feet and looked at the vast expanse of white in front of him.
“I don’t know who will win or die in this fight.”
With that said, he turned around and took Nan Xing and Nan Zhu back to Fuquyuan.
Inside the house, Luo Jiuli looked towards Nanzhu.
"You are hesitant because you have something to ask me?"
Nan Zhu: "Master, have you seen this?"
Luo Jiuli smiled, washed his hands twice with warm water, and then washed his face.
"You frowned when you were in Sima Mansion. If Prince Gu Nian hadn't been here, I would have wanted to ask you."
"Because of what?"
With water drops on her face, she looked at Nan Zhu.
Nan Zhu handed over the soft towel.
"Why did the master decide that Hu Hongzhi committed suicide? If it were determined that Hu Hongzhi committed suicide, wouldn't it be beneficial to both the emperor and the prince?"
Luo Jiuli took the soft towel and wiped his face.
"You think it's beneficial?"
Nan Zhu nodded, bit his lip, and glanced at Nan Xing.
Nan Xing remained silent, not even giving her a look.
"Don't look at her, she's not interested in this."
Luo Jiuli put down the soft scarf. Nan Xing was focused on protecting her. It seemed that no big deal could cause trouble in front of Nan Xing.
Nan Zhu curled his lips noncommittally.
"My subordinates feel that Hu Jue committed suicide out of fear of crime in prison, so why can't we say that Hu Hongzhi also committed suicide at home out of fear of crime? Anyway, both father and son committed heinous crimes."
"In this case, the Queen Mother and Concubine Hu in the palace will definitely have nothing to say."
Luo Jiuli fiddled with the charcoal in the brazier and shook his head helplessly.
"It's easy to identify suicide, but I'm afraid it's a trap set by someone."