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Chapter 1398: Found a Lot of Nails (185 Million Rewards for Extra Update)

Upon hearing this, Concubine Zhuang slowly shook her head, her tone compassionate and peaceful: "Amitabha!"

"Little Caizi, I am a Buddhist. I recite scriptures and pray every day for inner peace. How could I commit the sin of killing?"

She raised her eyes to look at Little Caizi, her gaze deep. "What's more, His Majesty just issued an edict, intending to pray for blessings, and someone died immediately in the cold palace. Do you think the Ministry of Punishment is a pushover?"

"If we find out about Changchun Palace, how many heads do you have left to chop off?"

Little Caizi's expression froze.

Concubine Zhuang paused and continued, "Furthermore, Your Majesty's pardon this time clearly refers to those with less serious crimes."

"Baharguli's crime is poisoning the Grand Princess. The evidence is irrefutable, and it's a serious offense. The Imperial Household Department and the Ministry of Punishment would have to be crazy to put her on the pardon list."

"Why would I bother to do this and bring myself to be stained with filth?"

Little Caizi thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed the case. He felt relieved and said quickly, "Your Majesty is very thoughtful. It is me who is stupid."

Concubine Zhuang closed her eyes again, and the sound of the wooden fish sounded again slowly, accompanied by the low sound of chanting.

the other side.

The eldest princess once studied painting with Chu Xiyan for a long time. Recently, the ones who painted the most were Liu Shiqing and Baharguli.

She really missed them...

That day, the eldest princess was staring at an unfinished painting.

The painting shows a blurry figure with wheat-colored skin. It is the Spring Goddess in her memory.

The milk soup the maid brought was already stale, and the princess was completely oblivious. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with a sadness and stubbornness that belied her age.

She never believed that Empress Chun would harm her.

I remember that after I woke up from the poisoning, I felt uncomfortable all over, and everyone said that Queen Chun was a vicious and cruel person.

But she clearly remembered that Lady Chun would stuff her with sweet raisins, tell her stories about the Western Regions, and clumsily wipe her tears with a handkerchief when she was punished for not being able to recite a book...

Even when she broke Empress Chun's favorite jewel hairpin, Empress Chun just smiled and shook her head. How could she be so cruel as to poison her?

Someone must have framed Empress Chun!

This idea took root in the eldest princess's mind.

A few days ago, she wanted to secretly find an opportunity to go to the cold palace to see Empress Chun again, even if it was just to say a few words through the crack of the door.

Unfortunately, she was discovered by her nanny, who reported her to her mother, who gave her a lecture and prevented her from going.

Just when the princess was feeling depressed and struggling to find a solution, she heard a piece of news that made her ecstatic.

The emperor must pray for the royal heir and pardon the guilty woman in the cold palace!

The eldest princess had almost no hesitation. Like a bird that had been locked up for a long time and finally saw the cage door open, she rushed out while holding up her skirt.

If Concubine Kang knew about this, she would never have thought that before she had time to say anything in front of the Grand Princess, the Grand Princess went to the Yangxin Palace by herself to plead for Baharguli.

The nanny hurriedly chased after her: "Grand Princess! Grand Princess, where are you going?!"

The eldest princess didn't even turn her head, her voice filled with uncontrollable excitement and eagerness: "Yun'er wants to go find father!"

She forgot Concubine Zhuang's daily teachings, and at this moment she had only one thought in her mind -

I must go and beg my father to release Empress Chun!

The eldest princess jogged all the way through the flower corridors of Changchun Palace and ran straight towards the Yangxin Palace.

The wind blew up the loose hair at her temples, and her skirt brushed against the cleanly swept cobblestone road with a reckless spirit.

The guards of the Yangxin Palace saw the petite figure running towards them from afar and were all stunned when they recognized it was the eldest princess.

Before they could stop her, the eldest princess had already run to the palace gate like a gust of wind, breathing heavily, her face flushed from running, and she said hurriedly, "I have something urgent to ask Father!"

……

Inside the Yangxin Hall.

Nangong Xuanyu closed his eyes and leaned back on the Panlong throne.

He kept Baharguli, allowed her to run wild in the palace, and even tolerated her approaching the emperor for a time. Naturally, it was not out of any sympathy for her.

Growing up in the same palace, Prince Jin, by taking advantage of his mother's family's old influence and early efforts, had buried countless hidden dangers.

These nails are hidden deep in the palace. They do not appear unusual on normal days, but at critical moments they can become a weapon for transmitting messages and stirring up trouble.

It would be difficult to remove the obstacles planted by the King of Jin one by one. If you are not careful, you will alert the enemy.

Baharguli became the perfect entry point for prying those nails out. Using her as bait, they could lure their fellows in hiding to approach quietly.

Li Changde bowed and said cautiously, "...Your Majesty, following the lead of Bahargu, a maid named 'Zhuying' from the laundry department has surfaced."

"She was responsible for washing the clothes of the lower-ranking palace servants. Her position was insignificant, but she occasionally came into contact with discarded items from the various palaces."

Nangong Xuanyu didn't even raise his eyelids.

Li Changde continued, "The Imperial Horse Administration has a young eunuch named 'Fushun' who is in charge of the tribute horses from the Western Regions. He has been in the palace for seven years and is very skilled, so he is highly valued by the officials."

"After investigation, it was found that when Baharguli was in favor, he made several trips to Shuixi Pavilion under the pretext of seeking advice on the habits of horses from the Western Regions."

"There's a maid in charge of calligraphy and paintings at Ruyi Pavilion, named 'Sandalwood'. She's a loner and doesn't like to socialize. But she has a fellow villager who currently works as a manager in a silk and satin shop in Bingzhou, the fiefdom of the Prince of Jin."

"There's also an old eunuch named Qian in the Imperial Tea House, who's in charge of sorting tribute tea from various regions. His position isn't high, but he's the first to know the quality and quantity of the new tea each year."

"Before the new tea from Jiangnan arrived last year, His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin stockpiled a large amount of aged tea from one of his properties in Beijing. The timing was perfect."

Li Changde paused and added, "These people, like the ones we found earlier, acted extremely cautiously. If it weren't for Baharguli, it would have been extremely difficult to detect anything unusual."

Nangong Xuanyu listened quietly, with a cold light in his eyes.

The laundry bureau, the imperial stables, the Ruyi Pavilion, the imperial teahouse... Prince Jin's net was indeed wide and deep enough.

These positions may seem inconspicuous, but they often reveal details that others may hardly notice.

"There are other places..."

Li Changde paused and reported the other two names.

One was a guard in charge of guarding a palace gate, and the other was a small steward in the Ministry of Internal Affairs who was in charge of the distribution of some utensils.

"…These are the things that have been verified so far."

"There are still some vague connections, which I am still verifying, so I dare not make any rash conclusions."

Nangong Xuanyu said slowly: "It seems that my eighth brother has a longer reach than I thought."

The emperor's voice was calm, but it made Li Changde break out in a thin layer of cold sweat on his back.

Li Changde asked, "Your Majesty, should we close the net?"

"Not urgent."

Nangong Xuanyu raised his hand, stopping him from talking: "Small fish and shrimp, what's the fun in catching them?"