Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 691 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 56
"I respect the old and love the young. He is very old and still worrying about investigating the case. I really can't bear it. I can only send him two witnesses. As for whether he needs it or not, it's none of my business." ..."

Quan Jiu looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

With the system in place, it is not easy to locate two people from Xiliang.

Shen Lang didn't ask her how a princess who had lived in the deep palace for a long time could know people from Xiliang, thinking that she was doing all she could to help him, a soft look flashed in the man's dark eyes.

After listening to Shen San, he felt that Quan Jiu was unfathomable. Things seemed simple, but when he thought about it carefully, they were all difficult problems, such as——

How to find Xiliang spies?Even if found, how to persuade them to cooperate with the plan?How to hand over people to Prime Minister He naturally without arousing Prime Minister He's suspicion?
Prime Minister He was not stupid, it was a troubled time, and suddenly there were two more people from Xiliang, so he naturally wondered if someone had ulterior motives.

Most importantly, she found out what Prime Minister He was thinking, and she was sure that he would take the risk and use people from Xiliang to testify.

"Master Shen, what is the black object you used to kill the assassin? My subordinates have been traveling all over the world for so many years, but they have never heard of such a powerful weapon."

Shen San hesitated for less than half a second, and decisively decided to hug his thigh.

Quan Jiu: "Snipe. Shoot. Gun."

Shen San thought about it seriously, and made sure that he had never heard of this thing:
"The subordinates have never heard of it."

Quan Jiu smiled and said nothing: "If you are curious, I can teach you."

Shen San's eyes lit up: "Really?"

They are all hot-blooded men, who wouldn't like such an awesome weapon? !
Quan Jiu taught Shen San a lesson that day.

Touching his sore arm, Shen San's expression was complicated: "Doctor Shen, aren't your hands sore?"

This weapon has too much recoil, even if he exercises all year round, he still feels sore muscles after training in the afternoon.

Quan Jiu walked back with a black spear on his back: "I don't feel it."

Shen San looked at her more complicatedly.

What else is there that she doesn't know?

.........

The next day when Quanjiu went to court, Shen Lang took the initiative to stand up and straighten her collar.

"do not worry."

Quan Jiu was dressed in an official uniform, mighty and upright: "Don't worry, he won't target me."

The reason why she submitted the memorial in Shen Lang's name was because Shen Lang had real power, and it was not surprising to find out Prime Minister He's conspiracy.

Secondly, after the memorial passed through her hands, Chu Tuo would doubt whether she had peeked at the content. If she had, wouldn't it be a joke for him to protect Prime Minister He?

Shen Lang had a slight smile in his eyes: "Come back early."

He never thought that there was someone who could stand in front of him, worthy of his 100% trust.

Quan Jiu met his long and narrow black eyes and couldn't help laughing out:
"A-Lang is really virtuous."

She looks like a little daughter-in-law who sends her husband to work.

The corner of Shen Lang's mouth curled slightly: "I'm sick in bed, that's all I need."

Quan Jiu glanced at Shi Chen outside the window: "It's time to go, you should recuperate well at home, I want to eat spicy fish head at noon today."

"it is good."

.........

Quan Jiu's estimate was completely accurate.

Chu Tuo struggled all night last night, should he make the mistake and take the opportunity to beat Wu Feihu, or should he respect the facts and let He Xiang reflect on it?

He struggled all night, and finally made a decision when the sky was dim.

"This is the memorial that Shen Lang handed in yesterday. He Xiang, do you have something to say?"

Chu Tuo's face was livid, and he threw the memorial at Prime Minister He's feet in front of the public.

Prime Minister He frowned, feeling his anger, but didn't know where his anger came from, until he opened the booklet...

The coolness came from the soles of his feet and went straight to the top of the sky. Prime Minister He looked at the documents that clearly recorded his transactions with Xiliang people, and finally realized that he was being tricked.

He knelt down on his knees, his figure bent: "Your Majesty, these documents are all forged."

Chu Tuo stared at him coldly: "A fake person, now accusing others of fake?"

Prime Minister He's eyes were scarlet: "The old minister was wronged! I have never seen this document before, and please Your Majesty to be aware of it."

Quan Jiu picked up the transaction document on the ground, glanced at it twice, and made up the knife coldly:

"He Xiang, everyone in Meng country knows that you have good handwriting, which is tangible and magical, and no one can imitate it. This transaction document is indeed your handwriting."

Prime Minister He was dumbfounded, and he also wanted to know why this faker could imitate his handwriting so superbly?

Chu Tuo knew this very well, so he never doubted the authenticity of the transaction documents:
"So far, what else do you have to say?"

Prime Minister He's eyes were scarlet, and his hands were clenched into fists.

He clearly remembered that he had not written this thing, so the transaction documents must be fake, and he wanted to defend himself, but Chu Tuo was determined not to trust him.

The corner of Quan Jiu's mouth curled up slightly. After yesterday's bribery of witnesses and collusion with people from Xiliang, Chu Tuo's trust in Prime Minister He was shaky, so even if today's transaction document was fake, she had to make it true.

.........

No one expected that the assassination on Shenlang Street would end with the temporary suspension of Prime Minister He.

When He Miaomiao heard about this, she rushed to Chu Tuo's palace in a hurry, with tears in her charming eyes.

"Your Majesty, my father was loyal and assisted you to ascend the throne. There is no merit but hard work. For the sake of past affection, please forgive him this time..."

She thought she was pleading for mercy, but she didn't know that these words were completely adding fuel to the flames, directly hitting Chu Tuo's sore spot.

"According to what you mean, if I can sit in this position, I have to rely on him alone?!"

Chu Tuo was most annoyed by others talking about this point, and his face was even colder than before.

He Miaomiao's complexion changed suddenly, and she hastily changed her words:
"The concubine doesn't mean that..."

"Then what do you mean?"

Chu Tuo looked at the crying woman kneeling in front of him, feeling annoyed like never before.

It's okay to lose your temper on small things, but you can't figure it out on big things. It doesn't make sense that their feelings are in the same line? !
He Miaomiao noticed the change in his attitude, and her heart sank. This was not the first time she saw such a look in Chu Tuo's eyes, but the last time he targeted Meng Changxi...

Such associations made her heart feel chills for no reason.

Because he was so shocked, even when Chu Tuo left, He Miaomiao forgot to keep up.

.........

"My love."

Chu Tuo was troubled in his heart, after much deliberation, he still came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Quan Jiu pretended not to know, holding the medicine bag in his hand: "Your Majesty is not feeling well?"

Chu Tuo walked to the table and sat down straight away:
"Feel uncomfortable."

Quan Jiu: "..."

I think you are out of your mind.

She pondered for a moment: "Because of the He family's business?"

"Aiqing still understands me."

He has no use for me.

(End of this chapter)