It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 485: The Third Day of the Prison Trial

The third day of Hong Tianquan’s interrogation.

Early in the morning, the prison was already filled with officials, and palace servants who were not on duty were standing in the corner waiting to watch the excitement.

Everyone was waiting to see the joke.

It is a joke of Sima Chi, a joke of Yang Xianrong, or a joke of the Jin Dynasty.

Different expressions and whispers.

Before dawn, Sima Chi went to Tianyuan Palace to wait for Yang Xianrong to go to the prison together.

However, he did not enter the bedroom, but sat in the front hall of Tianyuan Palace. Today, he also brought a lot of people here, all of them expressionless. There were also many red-clothed spearmen standing in front of Tianyuan Palace. Looking at this posture, it seemed that the past was about to reappear.

Zhang Du stood at the door and looked at these people coldly.

This time, he did not bend over, but stood up straight with an expressionless face.

Qin Chaoge naturally led his men to confront this group of red-clad spearmen, holding his head high and chest out, determined not to lose.

Yang Xianrong had already stood up, but she was dressing up and gently put on the white jade earrings. She only asked Zhang Liangchu and Sima Chi to tell him to wait a little longer. Then she asked Cuixi to go to the backyard and tell Sun Ying, Yang Xianlian, Sima Jing and others not to come out, and to follow their own schedule as usual.

Sun Ying knew that her daughter was busy, but Sima Jing fell ill again, making her unable to rest.

"Tell her to be careful. It's nothing anyway. I have full support from my mother. She is not afraid of anything."

After hearing this, Lu Zhu couldn't help laughing and said softly, "Madam, please don't be like this. You must trust the girl. She must have her own way, and nothing will happen."

"Third sister, it's okay." Yang Xianlian also stayed by Sima Jing's side. Her fever had subsided, but she was still a little weak.

"The girl said that Master Mao will send some delicious food over later, and ask the little princess to eat less medicinal soup, as it will be better to eat more tonic food." Lu Zhu also reached out and touched Sima Jing's forehead, and after confirming her body temperature, she said, "It should be fine. Let Cao Tong bring some more charcoal over later."

"Yes." Sun Ying nodded, "Go ahead."

When Lu Zhu came back to report, Yang Xianrong was eating breakfast, not in a hurry. But Sima Chi was already anxious, and asked Yang Zongguan to greet him at the door of the palace.

"It's not even the hour of dawn yet, why is he so anxious?" Because of Mao Hongmao's return, Tianyuan Palace already had a lot of freshly cooked hot food. Yang Xianrong drank a few mouthfuls of hot soup and felt a little sweaty all over, feeling much more comfortable. She adjusted a small white silk flower on her head and the golden hairpin and couldn't help but laugh, "The emperor is too anxious, he needs to calm down. I'll tell him later that no matter what I do or ask, he should not move, just sit still."

"Is Queen Hui sure?" Chief Steward Yang lowered his head, but added, "That's what the Emperor wants to ask."

"What if you are not sure?" Yang Xianrong glanced at him, "Will you kill me?"

“No, no, no.” Chief Steward Yang immediately knelt down. “That’s not what I meant. It’s just…the emperor has…that in his heart…”

"Okay, Chief Mao, go and bring a bowl of hot porridge to the emperor. We'll go over after he finishes drinking it." Yang Xianrong no longer looked at him, but stood up and went to the back to change her clothes.

Cui Xi took a plain robe, but Yang Xianrong still chose the black and dark red patterned empress dowager's court dress and said softly, "Today, I am doing something for that fool."

"Girl." Cui Xi pursed her lips.

"Helping the emperor is also helping ourselves." After Yang Xianrong put on her robe, she looked much older. Her makeup was also a bit heavy, and her eyes had a bit more fierceness. "Did you bring the perfume?"

"I brought it. Brother Xu made some more yesterday." Cui Xi touched her sleeves.

"Well, don't use too much. It would be bad if he really gets stupid and faints." Yang Xianrong chuckled, "Use it only if he gets too close. This thing is also very precious, Brother Xu is reluctant to part with it."

"Yes." Cui Xi pursed her lips again, "Anyway, I will not leave the girl even a step."

"Okay, I know you will stick to me." At this time, Yang Xianrong's smile became brighter.

In the palace, only the emperor and empress could use the chariot, and of course Empress Hui must also be able to use it. However, she no longer rode her own phoenix chariot, but continued to ride the Yang family's all-black carriage, quietly moving on the bluestone road in the palace. This time, Sima Chi's dragon chariot followed behind her.

When the people at the prison gate saw Yang Xianrong's carriage coming, they all made way for a passage. It was exactly the hour of Chen, which was also the time for the morning court of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Pu Jinshan could no longer hold back. When he saw Yang Xianrong walk into the "interrogation room" in the prison, he frowned and asked without waiting for her to sit down, "Queen Hui said that the case would be closed in three days. Today is the third day. Can the case be closed?"

"I never talk nonsense. The case can be closed today." Yang Xianrong said in a steady tone.

Sima Chi also followed her and found a place to sit down.

The robes of these two people are similar in color. If it weren't for the small white silk flower on Yang Xianrong's head, at first glance one would have thought it was the emperor and empress.

Pu Jinshan's face darkened twice more, but Yuan Heshuo stopped talking. He pulled Pu Jinshan to sit down and continued to act as a clerk to record the confession.

A jailer dragged Hong Tianquan out of the prison and pressed him to the ground.

Yang Xianrong couldn't help but laugh when she saw that the wine was still warm and there was roasted lamb on the table.

She picked up her chopsticks and ate another piece of mutton before asking, "Who is kneeling?"

"I'm Hong Tianquan!" This situation has been going on for three days in a row, and Hong Tianquan is a little annoyed. He doesn't know what this beautiful young woman is going to do.

"Where are you from?" Yang Xianrong was not angry and continued to ask.

"In Luoyang City!" Hong Tianquan answered unhappily again.

"So how old are you this year?" Yang Xianrong continued to ask.

Now not only Hong Tianquan was stunned, but everyone present was also a little stunned, not knowing what Yang Xianrong was going to do. Sima Chi was already impatient, and moved his body to lean towards Yang Xianrong, but Cui Xi beside him actually stopped him with his hand and whispered rudely: "Your Majesty, don't move."

Sima Chi grinned and sat up straight.

"I'm asking you. How old are you this year?" Seeing that Hong Tianquan didn't say anything, Yang Xianrong asked again.

Hong Tianquan opened his mouth and finally said, "I was forty last year, forty-one this year, and forty-two next year."

"Oh, you are a sensible person." Yang Xianrong nodded, "I vaguely remember you said that your home is in the city, not in the countryside?"

"Sometimes in the city, sometimes in the countryside." Hong Tianquan's statement was obviously different from the previous two days. Pu Jinshan and Yuan Heshuo stopped writing and looked at him again.

"Are your parents in good health?"

"My mother has passed away, but my father is still alive and is seventy years old."

"Do you have a brother?"

"I have two older brothers, both of whom are no longer alive."

"Do you have a kid?"

"I have a son who was just born and is still breastfeeding."

"What is your family's business?"

"There is no land at home, so we have to make a living by fishing or chopping wood!"

All the questions and answers are different from the previous two days, and it can be said that no answer is the same.