It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 482: Flaws Everywhere, No One Knows

The next morning, Yang Xianrong and his men arrived at the prison first. Because Sima Chi had reminded them yesterday, the jailers and the people in the Shangshu Office had made some arrangements in advance, at least the earthen kang was heated up, and two better round chairs were placed on both sides.

On the table, a small wine stove was already warming up the girl's red wine, and there were a few pieces of roasted lamb, while others were still being roasted. Therefore, the room was filled with the aroma of wine and meat.

Hong Tianquan was brought here early and made to kneel on the ground. Because he was tied with heavy iron chains, no one was afraid of him doing anything.

Yang Xianrong changed her dress. Although it was still in the style of the Empress Dowager, and the color looked a bit old-fashioned, her pretty face always made people ignore all that and just wanted to stare at her face.

She sat down, looked at the warm wine on the table, frowned slightly, and whispered to Cui Xi to get some hot tea. Cui Xi's eyes were still a little red and swollen, and she refused to leave Yang Xianrong. Xu Henian, who was following behind, had to go out and bring in hot tea, and shook his whisk to show that this was not what he should do.

Yang Xianrong smiled slightly, which again amazed everyone in the room.

"Well, since the suspect is here, I will continue to ask questions." Yang Xianrong held the teacup but did not drink it. She looked at Hong Tianquan and asked, "Are you from Luoyang?"

When he asked this, Yuan Heshuo and Pu Jinshan, who were in charge of recording, were both stunned. Wasn't this question asked yesterday?

But Yang Xianrong looked so serious that it seemed that he was not playing around.

The two men looked at each other and carefully wrote down this sentence.

Hong Tianquan kept staring at her, nodded quickly when asked, and then shook his head. "I'm not from Luoyang City, nor am I from the suburbs of Luoyang."

"So how old are you this year?" Yang Xianrong did not continue asking, but just asked the next question.

"Thirty-nine." Hong Tianquan replied.

"At forty, you are free from doubts. You are not young anymore." Yang Xianrong sighed softly, "This world is also difficult."

"That's right, isn't it? I've been living a very tiring life." Hong Tianquan was aggrieved, "They arrested me and accused me of stealing. What did I steal? I haven't even seen gold."

"Yes." Yang Xianrong glanced at Yuan Heshuo.

Yuan Heshuo quickly lowered his head and wrote down this sentence again.

"Where do you live now? Oh, where did you live before you went to jail?" Yang Xianrong disliked the smoky charcoal fire in the small wine stove and covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

At this time, Sima Chi had already strode in and sat in another round chair. This chair was still a little close to Yang Xianrong, and he frowned slightly, but seeing that everyone was there, it was not easy to move, so he sat down first.

Everyone bowed to him again, and Yang Xianrong continued to ask Hong Tianquan: "Where did you live before you went to prison?"

"In the countryside." Hong Tianquan replied.

"Are your parents still alive?" Yang Xianrong continued to ask.

"My father has passed away, but my mother is still alive," Hong Tianquan replied.

"Do you have any brothers or sisters?" Yang Xianrong coughed twice again. Cui Xi quickly knelt beside her and replaced a cup of hot tea for her.

"I have three brothers and sisters, and I am the second oldest."

"Do you have a wife and children?" The question Yang Xianrong asked was exactly the same as yesterday, even the order was the same.

Yuan Heshuo had already put down his pen, looking increasingly unhappy. Pu Jinshan was still writing, but his expression was also very bad.

The people in the Shangshu Office also obviously heard something wrong and wanted to discuss it, but when they thought of what Sima Chi said yesterday: "What Queen Hui said is what I said," they felt more and more suffocated and lowered their heads. "I had a wife who died years ago. I have another wife who is still alive." Hong Tianquan didn't care at all. He raised his head and looked at Yang Xianrong, with a wretched look in his eyes.

Yang Xianrong didn't take it seriously and continued to ask, "How many children do you have?"

"My two sons, one is sixteen and the other is thirteen. They both eat for free at home and are so lazy."

"What does your family do?"

"Farming. My father grows some vegetables."

"Isn't your father dead?" Yang Xianrong asked again.

"Before I died, I was growing vegetables." Hong Tianquan answered quickly without any hesitation.

Yang Xianrong chuckled and asked Yuan Heshuo, "Master Yuan, have you recorded everything?"

Yuan Heshuo, who was suddenly called out, had a very gloomy face. Now that he was asked about his homework, his face became even gloomier. He replied in a muffled voice, "I've got it remembered."

"Well, that's all." Yang Xianrong nodded and stood up with Cui Xi's help. "That's all for today. The interrogation is over. I have to go back and check Jing'er's homework. She has to learn new knowledge today."

She said it lightly, but the ministers clenched their fists in anger.

How is this going?

The case was tried in the prison with great fanfare, and the emperor was asked to accompany him. A group of civil and military officials filled the prison inside and out. There had never been such a scene in the Jin Dynasty.

Pu Jinshan coughed twice and asked, "Queen Hui, you said the case would be solved in three days."

Although he was so impolite and even questioning, Yang Xianrong was not angry yet, but Sima Chi had already slapped his chair. Although the sound was not loud, it still showed that the emperor was angry.

These people lowered their heads again and obeyed orders submissively.

"It's only the second day, why is Lord Pu so anxious?" Yang Xianrong paused for a moment as he passed by him, looking down at the confession of Hong Tianquan that he had recorded, "Did Lord Pu record everything that was said today?"

"Of course." Pu Jinshan was very unhappy, "Master Yuan also recorded it."

"Well, Lord Yuan's handwriting is really beautiful." Yang Xianrong picked up Yuan Heshuo's records again, "I should ask Lord Yuan for a painting in the future."

"No, no, I was just writing it for fun." Yuan Heshuo didn't dare to agree to such a thing, and knelt down quickly, "Queen Hui, you are joking, my writing is really ordinary."

"Just write it down. The handwriting is neat and I like it too." Yang Xianrong ignored him, turned around and left the prison and returned to Tianyuan Palace.

At this time, everyone in the prison looked at each other, wondering what Yang Xianrong was up to. After Yang Xianrong left, Sima Chi felt a little dizzy again, pressed his temples, and quickly walked out of the prison.

The suspect Hong Tianquan had been taken back to the cell. Yuan Heshuo and Pu Jinshan looked at the warm red wine and the still hot roasted lamb on the table, not knowing what to say. They were speechless, but both felt a little dizzy.

"Can this...solve the case?" someone from the Shangshu's office asked in a low voice.

"Who knows?" someone else answered, "But I also saw the elegance of this Queen Hui back then."

Tomorrow's update will be late, don't wait.

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