After a while, Yuqing squatted down and stared at the student, and then said seriously and seriously, "You are here to verify whether the prince was forced to die by an adult. Did you send someone to surround the emperor’s palace? Okay, then I. Tell you, no."

  The student was taken aback for a moment, and he said, "Yes, but..."

"But what? Didn’t you come to verify? Then I told you." Yu Qingluo shrugged and stood up again. "If you have any questions and feel that what I said is incorrect, you can go to verify and find Evidence comes to hit me in the face. Remember, I need to be able to prove that Lord Xiu was forced to die by an adult, and that the emperor Thunder was furious. If there is nothing, then all are rumors, okay?"

  The student opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Yu Qingluo had already sneered, "What about you? What questions do you want to ask? I can answer you all. But if you get the answer, if you are not satisfied, you can bring the evidence or the person who said these rumors to me. Confront me."

  Everyone looked at each other. They just heard these words. Where can there be any evidence?

Yu Qingluo’s eyes fell on the student again, "You are an examinee entering Beijing for the exam. It is a good thing to have a passion, but in this world, it is most likely to be instigated and used by others. Lord Xiu is now How many people are jealous of him and want to ruin him? You have no right to speak without investigating him, okay? Someday in high school, when you become an official, remember these words, otherwise it’s in your hands. How many unjust cases and wrong cases?"

  The student was blushing with her ears and hung his head when she said, and finally couldn’t say a word anymore.

  Yu Qingluo got into the carriage again and told Mo Xian, "Let’s go."

  Mo Xian laughed, and her mood suddenly became happy, "Okay." Miss Yu’s behavior seems to always like to make the noise as louder as possible, but this way, it looks open and upright, not so concealed.

  Just, is this Yu Zuo really dead? Suicidal?

  I don’t believe in any sine.

  The carriage was back on the road, and the onlookers began to slowly retreat to both sides, and the road in front was finally smooth.

  Yu Qingluo lazily leaned on the pillow, and Mo Xiangang planned to speed up.

Suddenly, a person suddenly rushed out in front of him, pointing to the carriage and shouting, "It’s you, the Lord Xiu who forced my son to death, oooo, my son died so miserably, it was the Lord Xiu who forced him to death, God! What the **** did my son do wrong? He has worked hard for the country all his life, but in the end he was forced to death, and ended up like this? How many people have this chilling heart?"

  Yu Qingluo’s eyelids twitched when she heard this familiar voice.

  The people who had just dispersed gathered around again, watching Mrs. Yu’s pointing.

  Yuqing slammed the driving curtain, and looked at the old lady who was sitting on the ground crying and crying coldly.

  She laughed coldly, "Madam, is your son really dead?"

   "Yes, it was Prince Xiu who forced her to death." The lady glared at Yu Qingluo fiercely, and her sharp eyes wanted to gouge her.

Yu Qing raised her eyebrows, "Oh? Lord Yu has been kept in prison, and even Lord Xiu has not received news of his death. How would you know? Who told you? How did you know Lord Yu? Was he forced to die? Perhaps, he was assassinated? After all, the young general Yu, the young general, must have many enemies. Also, if Yu is dead, Dali Siqing and the Ministry of Justice will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly, the emperor. I will also ask. But about the news about the death of Master Yu, the Dali Temple Secretary of Justice or even the emperor, no one knows, why the lady is so clear?"

  The lady turned pale, and looked at Yu Qingluo in horror.

  Yu Qingluo coldly snorted, "Madam, if you slander the Lord Xiu again, you will not be charged."

Dali Temple Qing and Xing Department are the Sixth Prince and Ye Xiu, respectively. Someone wants to use Yu Zuo Lin’s death to make a fuss, but as long as the people in the Penal Department insist on Zuo Lin’s death, it is impossible for these people to really run away Can’t prove it in the prison?

  Yu Qingluo didn’t bother to look at the lady, put down the car curtain, and said to Mo Xian, "Divert and go. If the lady dares to talk nonsense, please send her to the cell to be with his son."

Madam   shuttered all over, watching the carriage drive away little by little, her eyes full of resentment.

  It was not until a long time that someone squatted down in front of her and carefully helped her up, "Madam, you have worked hard."

Madam    wiped her tears, and shook her head low, "As long as I can avenge my son, what kind of hard work is this?"

  The visitor tickled the corner of his mouth, his eyes fell on the carriage that Yu Qingluo had left, and his smile became even greater.

  Yu Qingluo felt strangely uneasy in her heart for no reason, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

   She twisted her eyebrows fiercely, bit her lips lightly, and said to Mo Xian, "Hurry up."

  Mo Xian was taken aback, why is there something wrong with Miss Jade’s voice? He didn’t dare to ask more, and hurriedly took a whip on his horse.

  Fortunately, there are not many people on this road, the road is spacious, and the carriage is unobstructed.

  The car quickly stopped outside the gate of Yufu. The butler saw her getting off the car and hurriedly responded, "Miss."

  Yu Qingluo waved her hand, raised her eyes to look at Yufu, and saw that the people in the mansion were doing well, quietly, and nothing happened. Then she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked the housekeeper, “Where’s Bo’er?”

  "Young Master is in the study." The butler replied, leading Yu Qingluo into it, "Today there are people from the shop who will send the young master the account book, and the young master is talking to him in the study."

"En." Yu Qingluo nodded and walked all the way to the study, "Bo’er will stay with me in the Palace of Xiu for a few days, and our two brothers and sisters will gather together. The housekeeper has worked harder for things in this house. ."

  "What did the eldest say? During the few months when the eldest was not in the imperial capital, the young master missed her very much. Now that the eldest is back, the young master will naturally want to reunite with the eldest."

  Yu Qingluo looked at him respectfully and respected Yu Baoer. It seems that although Bao’er has worked hard these past few months, he has gained a lot.

  While talking, several people have already walked outside the study.

  Yu Qingluo frowned, "Why is there no one guarding here?"

  The butler also looked surprised, "How come? There are two young men outside the study, where did they go?"

   Yu Qingluo’s face changed drastically, and he slammed forward and pushed open the study door.

  The next moment, a scent of blood rushed over, and a pool of red blood on the ground.

  In the corner of the study, there were two small servants, one in charge, and...a secret guard sent by Ye Xiu Duo to secretly protect Yu Bao’er.