Jiapingguan Chronicle

Shen Cha waved at Ying Wu, asking him to pause, then stood up and slowly walked to Ying Wu's side. He looked at the stack of papers in his hand and a sneer flashed across his face.

"Boss?" Ying Wuyi frowned after noticing Shen Cha's cold smile and said, "Is there a problem with this?"

"I don't know whether to say that Concubine Hui is too cautious or too careless."

"What the boss means is"

"It's nothing, just a little bit of emotion." Shen Cha gestured to Meilin, took the gloves she handed over, put them on, took the box containing the so-called evidence, touched it bit by bit, and said as he touched it, "It is said that Concubine Hui is cautious. She even hid the real evidence from her own brother. She hid the real evidence well and put these miscellaneous things outside to attract people's attention."

"Boss, are you saying that this isn't real evidence?" Ying Wu looked at the stack of papers in his hand, then at Shen Cha who was still carefully studying the box, "Is this a diversion?"

"I don't know yet. If not, then I can only say that Concubine Hui is too careless. She actually recorded all these evidences openly and left them there openly." Shen Cha felt a bulge in the box, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Sure enough."

She raised an eyebrow at Ying Wu and gently pressed the bulge, and then she saw the box in her hand split into two parts. After the box was separated, the space at the bottom was exposed, and there were densely packed rolls of small paper rolls inside.

"There really is a mechanism." Seeing Shen Cha pour out a pile of paper rolls, Jin Miaomiao and Hongye pulled Ying Er over quickly. "This is..." They looked at each other in bewilderment. "Real evidence?"

"From the looks of it, it should be." Shen Cha took off his gloves and threw them to Merlin. He looked at the stunned Mian Bai and sighed, "You don't know, do you?"

"Yes." Mian Bai swallowed his saliva, looked at the paper on the ground, then looked at Shen Cha, and shook his head gently, "General, I really don't know."

"Well, you don't look like you know anything about it." Shen Cha thought for a moment, "Besides this box, what else did Concubine Hui leave for you?"

"These." Mian Bai pushed out three or four more red sandalwood boxes from the pile. "These are all my headgear. Some were given by the Empress Dowager, some by Concubine Hui, and others by other consorts. But these boxes were given by Concubine Hui, and I don't know if there are any tricks in them."

"Open them all and be careful not to damage the jewelry inside." Shen Cha looked at Ying Er and Ying Wu, asked them to check carefully, and then went back to sit down. Seeing Shen Jiu looking at her with admiration, she chuckled, reached out and rubbed his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Sister, how did you know there would be a mechanism? Are all these records of Concubine Hui false?" "It's half true and half false. The Honglu Temple has never had the position of Wai Shaoqing. The so-called Wai Shaoqing is just a term in the market. In fact, they are envoys sent by the Western Regions to Xijing City. To be precise, they are messengers, conveying our ideas to their own countries, and then conveying their country's ideas to us. And this Tibetan envoy Dawa had resigned and returned to Tibet many years ago. Before he resigned, the Empress Dowager had not entered the palace and was not yet the concubine of the emperor's grandfather. Therefore, the masked man in black cannot be Dawa. More importantly, Dawa is not a cripple. He is a military general of Tibet. He wields a pair of axes with great vigor. Although he cannot be said to be invincible, he is indeed hard to rival in the Western Regions."

"That's right, Boss." Ying Er nodded. "This Dawa is indeed not the person written here, but the one Concubine Hui is talking about should be the current one, right?"

"Don't be impatient. Let me explain slowly. After Dawa left office and returned to Tubo, he was replaced as the special envoy to Daxia by the Tubo king's youngest son Songzan, and Songzan's public name was also Dawa."

“So, Dawa is the job title, right?”

"Yes!" Shen Cha nodded, "It's just that we have met Song Zan before. This old man hates the Qinglian Sect deeply. Whenever he has the chance, he will denounce the Qinglian Sect's actions. Therefore, he fully supports the late emperor and your majesty's holy intention to encircle and suppress the Qinglian Sect. Of course, he has always sneered at the Empress Dowager, who is an absolute supporter of the Qinglian Sect."

"Speaking of which, Song Zan is also famous for something he did." Ying Er touched his chin. "There was a palace banquet once, and the Grand Empress Dowager was present. I don't know if she was drunk or had planned it all along, and took advantage of the alcohol to cause trouble. Anyway, he scolded the Grand Empress Dowager from head to toe. Although he didn't mention her by name, every word he said was about her, which made the Grand Empress Dowager very embarrassed, and she had no choice but to leave in anger."

"Well, my father and mother talked about this matter. They both think that Song Zan did the right thing." Shen Cha smiled. "Of course, it is not ruled out that Song Zan attacked the Empress Dowager on the surface, but secretly had an affair with her, but..."

"The overall feeling of the black-clothed masked man is not like Song Zan." Ying Er shook his head slightly and looked at Shen Cha, "I have seen him and dealt with him. He..."

"how?"

"He doesn't seem like a two-faced person. He speaks his mind directly, whether he's happy or unhappy, he'll say it directly, without hiding anything." Ying Er sighed and said, "That time, the Honglu Temple and I were in charge of receiving the Tibetan delegation, and we were always coordinating with Song Zan. Although we had a lot of disputes, we quickly resolved them, and he's not the type to hold grudges. Once the issue was resolved, he forgot about the disputes and continued to be on good terms with you two brothers."

"Well, that old man is indeed." Shen Cha nodded, "Straightforwardness is sometimes hard to accept. Also, there is no problem with his walking. He doesn't limp, right?"

"Not only does he not limp, he walks like the wind." Ying Er smiled helplessly, "The old man must be over 80 years old this year. When he walks, most people can't easily catch up with him. He always complains that we walk too slowly and asks him to wait. If you let him limp, he might point at your nose and scold you for a whole day."

"So, he is not the masked man in black." Shen Cha raised her eyebrows at Shen Jiu who was looking at her. "Based on this alone, we can be sure that what Concubine Hui wrote on the paper may not be true. We need to consider it carefully. As for these small paper rolls," she smiled, "we can study them carefully." (End of this chapter)