The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!-Chapter 62: Disbelief

After weighing the pros and cons, Su Shijie immediately knew what to do.

Huangfu Jingchen saw Su Shijie’s forehead covered in sweat, a hint of coldness in his eyes. Some people refuse to cry until they see the coffin. In places like Nanxia, there must be many local officials like Wang Qianshan. Grandpa is in the Capital City, far from the Emperor’s reach, with distant ears and eyes. In the long run, it is the people of Nanxia who will suffer!

He took out the silk book and ledger, smiled slightly, and said, "I, as the Young Master, originally intended to explore the beautiful landscapes of Yuqing County. However, what I saw before me was the darkness of Wang Qianshan’s cruelty and tyranny, and what I heard were the tragic conditions of Wang Qianshan oppressing the people. Letting women do evil, covering the heavens with one hand, Lord Wang, you are truly capable!"

Wang Qianshan felt that the young man in front of him, with a face like an Immortal but acting like Hell Shura, took advantage of the youth’s age, believing that his prudent actions left little evidence to be captured. Moreover, he had many connections in the Capital City who would run errands for him, ensuring nothing would happen. But he did not expect this young man to act so meticulously and cut off all his retreats.

His face turned ashen, but still full of malice he said, "The Young Master is indeed skillful. My daughter also has a discerning eye. It’s a pity she lacks the means. Otherwise, if you became her subordinate, I would die without regrets!"

Huangfu Jingchen remained indifferent in the face of such provocation and malice, saying faintly, "I, the Young Master, would not have been able to acquire these two items without diving into the tiger’s den. Wang Qianshan, you may not recognize this ledger, but this silk book, surely you are quite familiar with it!"

Wang Qianshan’s pupils contracted sharply as he stared at the silk book in Huangfu Jingchen’s hand, his lips trembling. He wanted to say something but couldn’t utter a word.

Yue Zhengrong laughed heartily, saying, "So Prince Jing was risking his life to find evidence against Wang Qianshan. The Prince is truly courageous and wise, I, Yue, admire him!"

Upon seeing the silk book, the last glimmer of hope in Wang Qianshan’s eyes was completely extinguished, like dead ashes.

He had bribed too much and received too much in bribes. If he didn’t record it, how could he remember it all?

Those he bribed had differing preferences: some liked gold and silver jewelry, some liked calligraphy and antique items, some, like Qin, liked beauties, and others, with peculiar tastes, favored young handsome men...he had to remember them all without error or omission, thus the existence of this silk book.

The silk book was originally hidden with the utmost secrecy, every word and stroke personally recorded by him, with no one else’s involvement. No one knew of it except him.

But now, it appeared in the hands of this Young Master.

He supposed this Young Master must have seen the Moyu Pixiu incident recorded in the silk book.

What chance did he have left?

Su Shijie’s face was also pale. It turned out there was more than just those pieces of evidence, there was something even more critical.

This Wang Qianshan had truly ruined him.

Dig deeper, he must uncover everything Wang Qianshan had done to redeem himself!

The same ashen-faced expression appeared on Qin’s face. The ledger, that damn ledger, actually existed!

He knew very well that with a ledger, every item he had taken, used, and enjoyed from Wang Qianshan over the years was meticulously recorded, leaving nothing out. Even if he was the nephew-in-law of Grand Tutor Zhao, how could he cover it up when faced with irrefutable evidence?

The ensuing trial proceeded very smoothly. Huangfu Jingchen noticed that though Yue Zhengrong and Su Shijie appeared harmonious, they were actually at odds, so he handed the silk book to Yue Zhengrong and the ledger to Su Shijie for verification.

The relevant personnel in the Governor Mansion were quickly apprehended by Yue Zhengrong, imprisoned, waiting to be tried and sentenced after verification.

The "servants" who were abducted and the women groomed by Wang Qianshan for his advancement were all sent back to their homes one by one.

Miss Wang, who had been wielding power in the Governor Mansion, naturally didn’t escape imprisonment either. Yue Zhengrong even went to see Wang Wan’er specifically, wanting to understand what kind of woman could commit such brazen, shameless, malicious, and ruthless acts.

Upon seeing Wang Wan’er, Yue Zhengrong shook his head and sighed, "A woman may be plain in appearance, but it can be compensated for with refined behavior, poetry for grace, swords for valor, wisdom for intellect...no matter what is supplemented, there is a beauty in it. But if the heart is blackened and the face is thickened, everything is ruined!"

Huangfu Jingchen left Yan Nan behind. Before the Capital City sent people over, with Yan Nan there, it was to prevent Su Shijie from getting any more foolish ideas.

Huangfu Jingchen went to a place.

Yi Zhuang.

Mr. Xing instructed to throw all three corpses to the mass grave.

However, Yue Zhengrong’s men surrounded the mansion gate, and the bodies had not yet been disposed of. They were all uniformly sent to Yi Zhuang.

At Yi Zhuang, there were only a few coffins for storing bodies, some newly dead, placed on a plank, covered with a white cloth, which could hold for several days.

When Huangfu Jingchen walked into the courtyard of Yi Zhuang, the sky was somewhat overcast. The wind blew the branches rustling, sweeping up the fallen leaves on the ground into small vortexes, as if something was moving at his feet.

Huangfu Jingchen kept his gaze straight.

Inside the room, at the end, lay a row of five or six coffins.

Close by was a row of wooden planks.

On each plank lay a corpse.

Covered by a white cloth, it was their temporary resting place.

Those with relatives would be handled by them; if not and of unknown origin, they were identified and recorded. After a period of ten days to half a month, the Government would send personnel to handle them uniformly and bury them.

Huangfu Jingchen lifted the white cloth.

The first, not it!

The second, not it!

Until he lifted the seventh, he finally saw the person he was looking for.

The person with two knife wounds on the face, bloody and indistinguishable, somewhat resembling Xia Wenjin, wearing the clothes Xia Wenjin wore before.

Huangfu Jingchen quietly looked at the corpse, his expression unclear.

Finally, he bent down to start examining!

He checked inch by inch, and indeed, it was the corpse of a young man, similar in height and build to Xia Wenjin.

Huangfu Jingchen’s lips were tightly pressed, and everything in front of him seemed to tell him that Xia Wenjin was indeed dead. That boy who had schemed against him, teased him, embarrassed him, and exasperated him, had died at someone else’s knife?

Huangfu Jingchen’s mind was somewhat blank; for a moment, he couldn’t even think.

After a moment, he suddenly covered the white cloth again.

Though his reasoning told him he should believe it, he refused to believe that was Xia Wenjin!

Not because he didn’t find that Jade Pendant!

He just didn’t believe it!

He left the Governor’s Office and continued walking north.

How could that witty boy die so easily, and die without dignity?

He didn’t believe it!