After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 147 Will the result be good?

Coming out of Binjiang Tower, Wang Zhiyi and Wang Zijin had their own concerns.

After sending Jiang Xiao back to Yuantong Garden, Wang Zijin did not return to his own courtyard in time, but stood under the eaves of Wang Zhiyi's Huatong Garden, looking at Wang Zhiyi, hesitating to speak.

"Sixth brother, if you have something to say, just say it."

Knowing that he already had a guess, Wang Zhiyi opened her mouth to break the silence.

Wang Zijin took a deep breath, exhaled deeply, and then said seriously: "Last time you lied in front of Xie Changheng, the Qianbao ink pad was not given to you by the third cousin, but you got it from your father, right? "

Wang Zhiyi bit her lip, and nodded under Wang Zijin's scorching gaze.

"That's why, today you didn't go to see Xie Changheng by shopping, but you were worried that Xie Shaoqing would discover some secrets?" Wang Zijin asked again.

Prince Jin has always been mild-tempered, calm and calm, and has a shallow city, so he has a good relationship among brothers and sisters.But also because of this, his father Wang Chenghong never let him participate in the planning, let alone those major events related to family interests.

Of course, that doesn't mean he's stupid.

He is like this, but because there are brothers with deep thoughts and outstanding abilities, the burden of the Wang family is destined to be placed on others. He imitated his uncle Wang Chengyi, dancing, dancing, writing and writing, pursuing plainness and ease, contentment and happiness.

Seeing that Wang Zhiyi was silent, he already got the answer.

Wang Zijin staggered a bit, calmed down, and then asked Wang Zhiyi: "What's the problem with the ink pad?"

"It's better that Sixth Brother doesn't know." Wang Zhiyi replied without emotion.

The autumn wind in September was rustling, and raindrops were ticking on the eaves of the porch, hitting the floor tiles with a "da" "da" and "da", which hit the heart of Wang Zijin.

His gentle eyes turned cold, the dimples around his lips disappeared, and his whole body was covered with a thin layer of ice. He asked in disbelief, "So, you also participated?"

Wang Zhiyi didn't answer, neither admitted nor refuted.

Wang Zijin's heart turned cold again and again.

He smiled wryly, as if he was asking a question, and also seemed to be talking to himself, "Changheng is not the kind of person who exposes his private affairs to the public. Today he clearly knows that we are here, but he invited the two of the Fu family, and he is waiting for you." They only asked about the ink pad when they arrived. This matter is closely related to the Fu family, right?"

Who else is closely related to Fujia?Either the late Fu Yiwen, or the prisoner Fu Yiyan.Or, both of them are...

Growing up in a famous family, even though he has a quiet temperament and is a loose official, Wang Zijin also clearly understands how turbulent and treacherous the court is.

The competition between the families of the world's most famous families has never stopped, and the competition between the royal family and various families is even more turbulent.

It doesn't really matter if you really participate in various struggles. What matters is that you can get out without leaving a trace, or you have enough ability to get out of the opponent's hands.

Everyone knows how much Emperor Mu And appreciated Fu Taiwei and Fu Shangshu before, and this Fu family is a real imperial power faction.

As for the matter of helping the family, the person in charge of the investigation is Xie Zhan, a well-known cruel official in Jiankang City.

Moreover, Xie Zhan's identity is already special.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xie Zhan was promoted to a higher level and became the current prince and Taifu.Although this position is only a vain position, his original position is still serving as Shaoqing in Dali Temple, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that when he takes this position that has always been held by the royal family, he is sending a message to others: he thanked his family and intends to cooperate with the royal family up.

This means that if the Wang family is involved, the "opponent" in the struggle is no longer the usual imperial power, but two parties—the royal family and the Xie family.

Wang Zijin, who knew Xie Zhan's bold and unruly temperament, couldn't help but panic. If the matter of the Wang family really fell into his hands, would it be okay?
Thinking of this, Wang Zijin warned: "Seventh sister, based on what you have known for many years, Xie Changheng is a person who is willing to let go? Not to mention, if he knows that you are involved, the two of you will have nothing to do..."

"Sixth Brother." Wang Zhiyi interrupted Wang Zijin's words.

She smiled and explained softly: "I didn't participate, but I can't tell you too much, after all, you and I can't interfere anymore. Sixth brother, come back, you will get what you want in a few days , married the sixth sister-in-law, you should put more attention on the sister-in-law."

This is to let him not care about this matter, Wang Zijin naturally understands.

Seeing that Wang Zhiyi was silent about this matter, Wang Zijin knew that there was nothing more to talk about, so he had to leave angrily.

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The autumn wind blows through the alleys, between the gathering and scattering of Xiao Xiao Wu leaves, the days pass like a white horse, and the days pass again.

Dali Temple has a lot of big and important cases, and everyone is busy as usual.

From the outside, today's Xie Shaoqing is not much different from usual.Sitting at his own desk with his back straight, his expression was cold and serious, and his posture of holding the pen was the same as usual.

It's just that where no one is paying attention, the words after the pen is quite different. It's not the exquisite and elegant richness in the previous gorgeousness, without losing the fresh and unrestrained style, but a row of strong bones. Strong, powerful cursive script.

Every stroke reveals the owner's excitement and certainty.

There is no other reason, all because today, the Dali Temple finally got the long-awaited person——Jiang Qiao.

"Xie Shaoqing, the criminal has been brought to prison." The subordinate came to report.

Xie Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the hair in his hand, and said without doubt: "Take it to the lobby."

Hearing this, Yang Siqing, who was in the same room, was startled and asked doubtfully, "Are you so eager? Today is the Double Ninth Festival, and it's time to be on duty. Don't you take your wife to pick some cornel?"

According to this custom in Daliang, every year on the ninth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, people will pick dogwood and put it on their heads, or wear it in a pouch made of dogwood. It is believed that it can drive away evil spirits and cure diseases.

Xie Zhan didn't answer Zhuyu's words, but discussed the matter plainly: "Siqing Yang, don't forget, it's just a Fushangshu, our Dali Temple can't protect it. This Jiang Qiao has involved tens of thousands of lives, and he wants his life." How many people are there? If there is no trial today, I am afraid that I will only be able to bring a corpse out of prison tomorrow."

Such a blunt rehash of the past made Yang Siqing feel somewhat uncomfortable.As the Minister of Dali Temple, it is his responsibility that Dali Temple did not protect the prisoner.

At this moment, although Xie Shaoqing's words were harsh, they did make some sense, so he simply shut up.

Xie Zhan stood up, smoothed the folds of the official robe, and said to his subordinates, "Send Liang's family to the hall first."

When Jiang Qiao was taken to the Yamen lobby, it was not the officials of Dali Temple who greeted him, but the family he had previously threatened with poison.

Looking at her husband who had aged a few years overnight, Mrs. Liang sneered, and suddenly felt that this is really a retribution from the heavens.

Previously, the Liang family was coerced by him and killed several people in Geyang County and Nanyang County. Although her elder brothers were detoxified, they would inevitably be imprisoned.

She is looking forward to it, this retribution, it can be regarded as the turn of this devil who kills without blood.

Mrs. Liang stepped forward, without saying a word, and gave Jiang Qiao a very resounding slap with a "slap".

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