Chapter 1192 Prepared

   "Oh, that minister must have been deceived by the other party, but I have an impression of him, and I begged the emperor to give me a chance to draw a portrait of the other party."

   Concubine Qi originally wanted to say something sarcastic, but when she heard this, her expression changed slightly, and her fingers tightened slightly on the handkerchief. She did not expect Chu Heng to have such strength.

  Emperor Xuanming ordered the palace servants to give Chu Heng pen and ink.

  Chu Heng was painting in the distance, and Emperor Xuanming ordered He Dequan to take all the palace people from Kunning Palace down for interrogation.

   Soon, Chu Heng finished the painting and sent it to Emperor Xuanming.

  Emperor Xuanming entrusted He Dequan with investigation.

   In a quarter of an hour.

  He Dequan came back from the investigation, and knelt down to report to Emperor Xuanming: "Your Majesty, the slaves found the **** named Shuan Yun. He fell into the well on the other side of the Leng Palace and drowned an hour ago."

  Emperor Xuanming tapped his fingers on the table, with a half-smile on his face. In fact, he was already in a bad mood. This kind of harem calculation involved the former court officials and disrupted all his plans.

   He is too gentle now, so these people popped up again.

   "Continue to check for me!"

  Chu Heng asked aloud: "Your Majesty, I want to see the belt."

   "Send it to Chu Aiqing." Emperor Xuanming looked very easy to talk, but there was no smile on his face, and there was even a hint of impatience in his voice.

   Concubine Qi squinted at Chu Heng's reaction. She actually didn't care about Chu Heng in her heart, but in order to prevent the plan from going wrong, she had to spend more energy.

  Chu Heng took the belt in his hand, looked at it for a while, and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

   "Say." Emperor Xuanming was waiting, waiting for He Dequan to send the news back.

  Hearing Chu Heng speak, he became very interested.

  Chu Hengdao: "If you go back to the emperor, this belt is the belt that I lost half a month ago, not the belt that was brought into the palace today."

   "Oh? Is there another matter?" Emperor Xuanming looked at Chu Heng fixedly, his mood suddenly relaxed, and his eyes turned to the faces of other people around him.

  Empress Lin couldn't help but look at Chu Heng.

  When Concubine Qi heard this, her heart skipped a beat, she curled her lips and said, "Lord Chu, you need to speak evidence. Didn't you lie on purpose to avoid responsibility?"

"I dare not." Chu Heng didn't seem to notice her embarrassment, "I would like to report to the emperor, after the belt was lost, I was worried about my wife, so I drew a portrait of the belt and sent it to Shangyilou to order a new one. But when the fashion clothing store found the dark golden thread, they changed the style and drew a pattern, and sent it to the minister for confirmation, and then remade it."

   "When I entered the palace today, I wore a new belt, but this one is an old one."

"Your majesty can call the subordinates around the ministers and the shopkeeper of Shangyi Building to meet with the embroidered lady." Chu Heng thought rationally and methodically, with distressed expression on his face: "I don't know how this old belt appeared in the palace. "

   Concubine Qi's complexion changed drastically, she gritted her teeth secretly, and realized later that when the Qi family sent someone to get Chu Heng's belt, she fell into the opponent's scheme.

   This man is so smart.

   "Chu Aiqing, are your words true?" Emperor Xuanming asked, without a smile on his face, and even with a deterrent, making the kneeling palace people tremble.

  Chu Heng: "I dare not make fakes."

  Since this is the case, Emperor Xuanming naturally wanted to investigate clearly, and directly sent someone to interrogate.

  The atmosphere in the room condensed.

  (end of this chapter)