He Qingxiao came back, rushing to the city before the city gate fell.

   And Chang Liang sent Yan Chao a secret letter before he came back, ordering Yan Chao to be secretly arrested.

   It went well, got Chang Liang's confession, and just waited to report in the palace tomorrow.

   "How is the capital these days when I'm away?"

  Even if Jinlin Guard has an independent reporting system, the distance between the north and the south and the complexity of people's hearts make it difficult to put many things on paper, and it is impossible to pass everything on in a timely manner.

  Yan Chao reported some things, and mentioned that Miss Kou participated in the New Year's Day celebration, and King Qing received the Wanmin Umbrella from the disaster victims in Dingbei.

  It was already dark outside, and He Qingxiao's voice sounded a little dark: "Miss Kou, you haven't encountered any trouble, have you?"

  Yan Chao hesitated for a moment: "Probably not."

  According to his lord's advice, he also sent someone to quietly monitor the movement of Qingsong Bookstore.

"should?"

   "After the second volume of "Journey to the West" was released, more people came to buy it, and many officials and dignitaries joined in. A few days ago, King Qing went to Qingsong Bookstore in person, but nothing happened..."

   After quietly listening to Yan Chao finish speaking, He Qingxiao looked a little more relaxed: "Thanks for your hard work."

  The next day, with the still cold spring, He Qingxiao quietly entered the palace.

  Emperor Xing Yuan couldn't wait to see He Qingxiao.

  He Qingxiao knelt down on one knee: "Wei Chen—"

   "Exemption!" Emperor Xingyuan asked He Qingxiao to stand up without waiting for him to finish speaking, and asked anxiously, "Have you found the queen yet?"

  He Qingxiao lowered his head halfway and fell silent for a while.

  Emperor Xingyuan's face sank immediately, with disappointment hidden in his eyes: "I didn't find it? What about Mr. Songling?"

  Mr. Songling and Xinxin must have a relationship. If you can't find Xinxin, you can't find Mr. Songling.

  After a moment of silence, He Qingxiao cupped his hands: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Mr. Songling was not found during this trip to the south, but it seems that the Empress Empress was found—"

   Suspected?

  Emperor Xing Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and for some reason, he had an ominous premonition.

   "What do you mean by suspected? Qingxiao, what did you find out, tell the truth."

   "The minister went south to Wanyang to investigate, and accidentally discovered a tragedy..." He Qingxiao moved the details of the previous investigation to this time.

   "Weichen found that valley and found some objects in the valley, which seemed to be things in the palace—"

   "Where are those objects?" Emperor Xing Yuan asked with a pale face.

  The dead in the valley cannot be Xinxin!

  He Qingxiao opened a small box that he brought: "Some things are inconvenient to bring into the palace, and I only brought these."

   "Submit!"

  The servant took the box and inspected it, and presented it to Emperor Xingyuan.

  Emperor Xing Yuan saw a hosta in the box at a glance.

  The jade was not very good jade, and the carver was ordinary, but Emperor Xingyuan's hand shaking when he picked up the jade hairpin.

   This jade hairpin was bought as a gift for her the year he married Xin Xin, and he also engraved Xin Xin's name on the end of the hairpin.

  Emperor Xingyuan turned over the jade hairpin and saw a small word "Xin" at the end of the hairpin.

  He Qingxiao lowered his eyes, but he could imagine Emperor Xingyuan's reaction.

   These items that can prove the identity of the empress were discovered by him from a very hidden secret compartment.

  Emperor Xingyuan picked up another phoenix pendant.

   This phoenix pendant is in the shape of a half moon, and the other half is with him. Together, it becomes a perfect dragon and phoenix pendant.

  Compared to the ordinary jade hairpin, the carving of this phoenix pendant can be described as ingenious. It was given to the queen after he entered the palace.

  Emperor Xingyuan immediately ordered Sun Yan to take the dragon pendant that he kept carefully.

  The two jade pendants collide and fit perfectly.

  Emperor Xingyuan wet his eyes: "Xin—"

  He couldn't continue. After a long silence, his voice was hoarse as if he had aged a few years: "That is to say... everyone in the valley is dead? Have you checked it yourself?"

  He Qingxiao understood what Emperor Xing Yuan meant, and asked him if he had dug it open to see.

   "Your Majesty, it has been almost a year since the tragedy in the valley."

   Excavated and inspected, only the number of men and women can be identified.

  Emperor Xingyuan leaned back in his chair and murmured: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

   As he said this, two lines of tears flowed down his face.

  He Qingxiao remained silent, waiting for Emperor Xingyuan to digest his emotions.

  Emperor Xing Yuan waved his hand.

  The **** Sun Yan whispered: "Master He, please wait outside."

   "The minister resigns."

  He Qingxiao walked out.

  The sun is shining brightly in spring, and there is a scent of flowers in the air.

  He waited quietly for a long time before being summoned again.

   "I have seen His Majesty."

  After saluting again, what He Qingxiao saw was the emperor who had calmed down a lot.

   "Have you found anything else?" Emperor Xing Yuan's eyes were cold, "Who is the murderer?"

  He Qingxiao had a perplexed look on his calm face.

  Emperor Xingyuan's face sank: "I ordered you to investigate quietly, just to be prepared and tell the truth about what you find out!"

  He Qingxiao lowered his head halfway: "I have found out that there are a group of people who are active in the vicinity, and the leader is... from Guchangbo Mansion after investigation."

  Emperor Xingyuan's pupils shook, and he asked word by word: "Guchang Bo Mansion?"

"yes."

  Emperor Xingyuan raised his hand to grab something, but finally landed on the white jade paperweight.

  The paperweight is slightly cool, but the room is warm. Just like his mood, coldness collided with scorching heat, and beneath his calm exterior was tumbling magma.

  Bouts of dizziness hit her, and her ears were buzzing as if countless mosquitoes were flying.

  Emperor Xingyuan closed his eyes, opened them after a long time, and stared at He Qingxiao: "Is there any evidence?"

  Just because he put He Qingxiao in the position of governor of Jinlinwei Town, does not mean that he trusts this person wholeheartedly.

   All the officials thought that He Qingxiao's background made him nervous. In fact, such a background might not make all officials afraid.

  He needs someone else to stay away from, and can only rely on his lonely minister to do some things that are not easy to put on the surface.

  But he also needs to beware of whether this person will be dissatisfied and disturb the water at a critical point.

   Like now.

   "Your Majesty, please take a look. This is the confession of the nephew Chang Liang, the leader of those people. Chang Liang went to the south with his uncle, and returned to Beijing early..."

   "Submit it."

  Emperor Xingyuan read Chang Liang's confession, and frowned tightly: "In other words, Chang Liang doesn't know the identity of his target?"

   "It's his uncle Chang Qing who really understands the mission of going south." Speaking of Chang Qing, He Qingxiao's eyes were filled with turmoil, but his tone was the same, "Chang Qing left Beijing last April and has been staying in Wanyang."

  If the dead are no longer important, then he will use the living to add weight to the emperor's heart.

   Sure enough, Emperor Xingyuan asked following these words: "Why are they always in Wanyang?"

"According to Weichen's investigation, they seem to be looking for something. Weichen visited the valley and learned from several villagers that there is a young man who lives in seclusion in the valley. He is sixteen or seventeen years old. This young man is probably from the valley Survivors of the tragedy—”

   "What?" Emperor Xing Yuan stood up, staring at He Qingxiao, "What is the identity of that boy!"

   "According to the villagers, he is the son of the hostess who practiced medicine and saved lives in the valley."