The old housekeeper's voice trembled slightly, with a bit of crying, and it sounded like the one who heard it was crying.

"Little old man only hopes that before leaving, he can arrange the rest of the young lady's life..." the old man said again.

Zhao Xuanjing looked at him with a smile but a smile: "Those who know nothing about it are guilty."

The old man panicked: "Little old man is alone, the young lady doesn't know anything..."

This meaning is also very obvious, even if he knows not to report guilt, it has nothing to do with Girl Pang.

If the noble person in front of him does not agree to his request, it is not knowing it, and he also admits that, around, he is already a dying person, but this firefly case may be buried forever.

Zhao Xuanjing sneered.

"You are afraid that you have never seen the great punishment of the Sixing Temple." Zhao Xuanjing's face is cold and seems to have no sympathy. "You said that your lady doesn't know, is she really ignorant? Does she know? If you don’t report it, bring it back to Sixing Temple, and you’ll find out after a good interrogation."

As soon as he said this, the old man trembled: "Please raise your hands high! My lady has a simple mind. When she sees a noble person that day, she loves her, and only asks to be taken by the noble person. For the noble person, there is nothing, nothing. loss……"

If it were an ordinary official, he would not agree to let the young lady be so wronged.

But he accidentally heard someone talk before, as if he mentioned "His Royal Highness".

Needless to say the identity of a person who can be called His Royal Highness...

This person is likely to be the prince.

If it is a prince, it is a concubine, and the future status will be extraordinary.

"Zhou Weizong, go get Miss Pang up." Seeing that the little old man hadn't changed his mind, Zhao Xuanjing directly began to make arrangements.

"Wait! Miss doesn't know! I said! I said!" The old housekeeper felt bitter.

He thought that there must be a lot of women around this nobleman, just like his dead master, if he had the opportunity to have multiple concubine rooms, he would definitely not refuse...

The young lady in his family is not bad, although she is not a natural beauty, she is also very charming in Xiaojiabiyu.

did not expect……

The old man crawled on the ground: "When the firefighting incident occurred, the master was still there. He was handling the case and I was waiting by the side. Therefore, I know something that others didn't know..."

Seeing that the nobleman was not obsessed with trying to catch someone, the old man heaved a sigh of relief.

Then he continued to speak: "The last person who was hanged was named Nie, Nie Fei. He was from a foreign country. The poor students, although they are somewhat talented, compared to the others, they are... mediocre."

"At that time, my master had searched for a long time and didn't find any clues. Nie Fei didn't have any enemies, and second, he just settled down in Xun County, so he really shouldn't be found by his enemies..."

"The case was shelved. My master has always liked poetry and poetry, but suddenly one day, the third lady found a book of poems from a few years ago somewhere..."

"As soon as the master heard the poem, he noticed that something was wrong. He immediately took the case back and yelled, that's it... At that time, the old man felt that the master should know the whole story of the case, but he didn't know. For what reason, the master did not decide the case."

When the old butler finished speaking humblely, his head was about to get into the cracks in the ground.

"What poem do you remember?" Zhao Xuanjing asked.

"Xiao Lao'er has thought about it for a few days, but he didn't think about it comprehensively. He just remembered what kind of residual powder was in it... Qingxiang, from the Moon Soul, I can't remember the others.

Zhao Xuanjing frowned slightly.

Since this poem can make Pang Xiyuan so surprised, it shouldn't sell well, even few outsiders know it.

Zhao Xuanjing immediately asked Zhou Weizong to go to major bookstores to check.

Especially the collection of poems from the year that Nie Fei died.