Chapter 420 Su Qing was beaten with a stick
Chapter 420 Su Qing was beaten with a stick
After Jiang Weiyang thanked him, he did not dare to slack off and immediately started to investigate the matter. He first found Princess Shaohua and was respectful and humble. Seeing his sincerity, Princess Shaohua told him some details about his time in the cold palace.
Then, Jiang Weiyang quietly visited some palace maids and eunuchs who were close to Su Wanrong. He carefully dealt with these people and tried hard to capture and find useful clues from their evasive or vague words.
After two days of tireless running around and investigating, Jiang Weiyang finally found some unusual clues on a rainy evening. The gloomy sky seemed like a huge black curtain, which made people breathless. Fine raindrops fell like sorrow, wetting Jiang Weiyang's shoulders.
In such a depressing atmosphere, he discovered that Su Wanrong's personal maid had secretly met with a mysterious man in a remote corner of the palace alley on a dark and windy night. The palace alley was cold and damp, covered with moss, and looked particularly gloomy in the dim light.
Following this precious clue obtained after going through untold hardships, Jiang Weiyang was like a shrewd and wise detective, unraveling the truth without missing any details, and finally uncovering the truth hidden behind the matter bit by bit.
It turned out that all this jaw-dropping thing was actually a huge conspiracy carefully planned by the former crown prince.
In order to achieve his ulterior motives and to make Su Wanrong stand out among the many beautiful and charming concubines and win the emperor's favor, he resorted to all means, even letting Su Wanrong violate ethical principles and have an affair with someone, and get her pregnant. He then shamelessly tried to get Su Qing to help her cover up this shameful affair.
Jiang Weiyang looked solemn. Carrying those irrefutable and irrefutable evidences in his heart, he walked firmly into the palace to meet the emperor again.
When the emperor heard the shocking truth, his face turned pale, his eyes widened, and he was furious. The power of thunder was fully revealed, as if a terrible storm was about to sweep across the entire palace. He was so angry that he trembled all over, and slammed the dragon table with such force that the memorials on the table were shaken to the ground. The emperor shouted angrily: "Come here! Execute Su Wanrong immediately, dismiss General Su from his post and take back his military power, and exile the Su family to the border." The voice was like a loud bell, deafening, and full of majesty that could not be disobeyed.
"Send someone to arrest the former crown prince immediately. If he dares to resist, he will be killed without mercy!" The emperor's roar echoed in the empty palace for a long time, like thunder, chilling people's hearts. The atmosphere in the entire palace froze instantly, and everyone was silent, not daring to make a sound.
"Su Qing, you can be spared the death penalty, but you cannot escape the punishment of life. I consider that she was confused for a moment and accepted the threat from Su Wanrong, so I will give her twenty lashes of the board! Punish her to reflect on her mistakes in the Marquis's residence and not to go out without being summoned." The emperor's eyes were still wide open at this moment, and every word he said seemed like a sharp sword, piercing straight at everyone. Every word was as hard as a nail and could not be questioned.
"Your Majesty, please show mercy!" Upon hearing this, Jiang Weiyang's expression instantly became extremely anxious. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of anxiety and worry. He quickly knelt down in two steps and urgently begged the emperor.
"Wei Yang, I am showing her leniency only for your sake. If you dare to beg for mercy again, you will be executed immediately. Why don't you step down?" The emperor glared at Jiang Wei Yang, his eyes full of unquestionable majesty and determination, and that sharp look seemed to be able to pierce through people.
"I thank the emperor for not killing me." Jiang Weiyang lowered his head helplessly, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead. His heart was full of worries, but he also knew that he could no longer fight for Su Qing, so he could only thank him and leave.
After Jiang Weiyang left, he was still extremely worried about what Su Qing was about to face. He knew that the twenty strokes of the cane were not an easy task for a weak woman. If she didn't take good care of herself afterwards, she might suffer from an incurable disease.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, frowned, and walked out of the palace with heavy steps.
So, Jiang Weiyang took out a large sum of money without hesitation to bribe the executioners, and earnestly asked them to show mercy. These executioners were all skilled in martial arts, and if they didn't want to beat someone to death, they could naturally use some unique skills. They knew the tricks well, and could make it look like the skin was torn apart, but in fact the injuries were only minor.
During the execution, Jiang Weiyang stood in the distance and watched silently. Su Qing's miserable screams were like sharp blades, piercing his heart. The board fell heavily again and again, making a dull sound. Su Qing's clothes were gradually stained with blood. The shocking red color made Jiang Weiyang feel like a knife was cutting his heart. When the beating was over, Su Qing was lying on the ground, dying, as if the flame of life was about to go out.
Jiang Weiyang was extremely anxious. He rushed forward to check on Su Qing's condition. His voice was trembling with nervousness as he called softly, "Qing'er?"
Although Su Qing screamed miserably, she knew very well that the beating was not a real and merciless one. She raised her heavy head with great effort and looked at Jiang Weiyang with difficulty, her eyes full of guilt and self-blame. Her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible. She said slowly: "I'm sorry, Yun Jing~Did I cause you trouble?"
Jiang Weiyang's eyes were filled with unconcealable heartache. He slowly stretched out his hand, which was trembling slightly, and gently stroked Su Qing's face, which was as pale as paper. He said in an extremely gentle tone: "I have not been implicated, and the Marquis' Mansion is fine, but... the Su family has been exiled." After saying that, his eyes unconsciously revealed a trace of pity, which was sympathy and helplessness for the Su family's experience.
Su Qing nodded slightly, her expression sad, like a flower withering in the cold wind, and said in a voice with endless sadness: "That's good, it's better than all dying. It's better than being found out. Exile may not be a bad thing. Yun Jing, go and help me send some silver and money to them, and then take care of it! After all, they raised me." After saying that, she seemed to have used up all her strength, slowly closed her eyes, and a line of clear tears slid down her cheeks uncontrollably, those tears seemed to tell of the endless pain and regret in her heart.
Jiang Weiyang ordered people to carry Su Qing back to the Marquis' Mansion and asked Ruxue and Rumei to treat her wounds.
After a period of recuperation, Su Qing's injuries gradually improved. However, her heart was still filled with guilt and confusion, not knowing what to do in the future.
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