Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 549 Counterfeit goods

Everyone was in an uproar, unexpectedly, since the truth is like this.

After Mo Zhuang finished speaking, some people immediately said, "Where is Master Song, we need to rescue Master Song!"

"Yes, save Master Song!"

Everyone shouted in unison. Seeing this, the face of the counterfeit being restrained by Mu Qingwan turned pale.

The faces of the few yamen servants who followed him were also very shocked. They didn't expect that the master they had been loyal to was a counterfeit!

"Everyone, let's rescue Mr. Song together. Mr. Song is a good official who really cares for the people. We can't let him be killed by traitors like this!" A yamen servant shouted loudly.

"Save Master Song, save Master Song!"

There was a crowd of shouts below, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

The sword in Mu Qingwan's hand pressed forward a few points on the impostor's neck, and said coolly, "Let's go!"

"No..." The man was still struggling, but Mu Qingwan moved forward with his sword, and his face immediately became panicked, and he said quickly: "Don't kill me, I'll go, I'll just take you away."

"Then go quickly, don't play tricks, you know, no one can take you now." Mu Qingwan said with a cold snort.

The man's complexion became extremely ugly, but he was afraid of the sword in Mu Qingwan's hand, so he could only obediently lead Mu Qingwan forward. He also knew that the power of the Shadow Bearing Sword in Mu Qingwan's hand, even if he could Escaping from Mu Qingwan's restraint is also a stunt that cannot escape Chengyingjian.

All the people followed Mu Qingwan all the way, they all hoped that the real Mr. Song would come out.

After all the people left the gate of the official mansion, a figure came out from the darkness, his face was livid, and his eyes could almost burst into flames.

"Trash, what a waste!" This person is none other than Mr. Gu!
He originally thought about getting the Chengying Sword from Mu Qingwan, but at this moment, all his plans have come to naught!
Thinking of all this, Mr. Gu's face became even more gloomy, as if he was a devil who came out of hell.

Mu Qingwan restrained this man pretending to be Mr. Song, and found the place where they imprisoned Mr. Song. Mo Zhuang went in first, and opened the dungeon in the courtyard. A disheveled man came out.

The yamen guard outside saw the man's face clearly, his eyes were hot, and he knelt down towards him: "Master Song is suffering, we are late."

A light flashed in Master Song's eyes, and his voice was weak: "Get up, get up, I don't blame you..."

Seeing this, the common people were also a little sad. Looking at Mr. Song in this state, covered in bruises, it can be seen that he must have suffered a lot.

Master Song turned his eyes to look at Mu Qingwan, with gratitude in his eyes: "Thank you for being such a young master."

Mu Qingwan pursed her lips: "Your Majesty Song, you don't have to be polite. I was just trying to save myself and accidentally exposed this person's conspiracy." If it wasn't for this impostor trying to murder her, she wouldn't have asked Mo Zhuang to investigate that person secretly. The counterfeit's every move will not reveal so many secrets, so it is naturally impossible to expose this matter.

Mr. Song's eyes fell on the face of the impostor Mu Qingwan was restraining, with a bit of coldness in his eyes, and said: "Chen Ziming, you really have a lot of ambition! I was really blind back then, I believe you little man!"

Chen Ziming's face changed when he heard the words, his eyes flickered, and then his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop: "My lord, please forgive me, my lord, I've been fascinated by ghosts for a while, and I won't dare again in the future. Please, my lord, forgive me!"

"In the future? You committed such a rebellious thing, intending to murder the imperial court to replace him. This is the crime of deceiving the emperor. Do you still want the future?" Master Song snorted disdainfully. Wei's aura is something that no one else can learn.

"Ah... my lord, the little one doesn't dare anymore, I beg my lord to spare the little one!" Chen Ziming begged for mercy even more pitifully.

Master Song didn't even look at him, and said in a deep voice, "Take him back to me and ask him to kill him someday."

"Yes, my lord!" The yamen servant replied, and stepped forward to arrest Chen Ziming.

Chen Ziming's body softened, and his entire face turned gray.

"Go back to the government first!"

"Yes."

When the group returned to the government, Mu Qingwan saved Master Song's life, so she was naturally regarded as a guest of honor. Master Song had already told the people that the trial will open tomorrow, and sent everyone back. They will naturally explain to everyone tomorrow. Those people just went back.

"Master Song, I have a few words. I want to ask that Chen Ziming. Is it convenient?" Mu Qingwan looked at Master Song in front of her and asked.

After Song Tianzhao returned to the official residence, he had washed up and washed, so he was naturally not as embarrassed as before, but his face was still a little pale.

After all, he had been imprisoned for such a long time, and suffered a lot during the period, so his body must have been damaged.

Master Song raised his head and looked at Mu Qingwan when he heard the words: "Naturally, it's convenient. If Mr. Mu has anything you want to ask, or if you need my help, you can just ask."

"Thank you, Master Song."

Under the leadership of Song Tianzhao, Mu Qingwan walked into the prison. Chen Ziming was tied to a cross stake at the moment. He must have been tortured. There were blood oozing from many places on his body, and he looked extremely embarrassed. There is no such arrogant posture a few days ago.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Chen Ziming raised his head slowly, and saw Mr. Song walking in front clearly, a bright color flashed in his eyes, but soon, when he saw Mu Qingwan, the color suddenly changed.

"Mr. Mu, if you have any questions, just ask. I am waiting for Mr. Mu outside." Lord Song said.

"Thank you."

When Master Song went out, Mu Qingwan looked at Chen Ziming in front of her, her eyes became sharper, she walked over slowly, Chen Ziming's face turned pale inch by inch, and there was also a bit of fear in her eyes .

He was very worried, when the Chengying sword would suddenly fly out again, and the sword would kill him.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Mu Qingwan's voice was tinged with sarcasm. Chen Ziming committed a crime, even if he died [-] times, it would not be enough to forgive him. Naturally, someone would punish him, so why did she bother.

Mu Qingwan took out a piece of letter paper from her sleeve, shook it open and exposed it completely to Chen Ziming's eyes: "Who asked you to write this letter paper?" Mu Qingwan's voice was a bit cool.

That night, when she asked Mo Zhuang to investigate him, Mo Zhuang accidentally got a manuscript from Chen Ziming, and the handwriting inside was exactly the same as Chu Zhiyan's. Tell Mu Qingwan exactly.

(End of this chapter)