My father ordered me to kill the emperor, but His Majesty bestowed a princess upon me instead.

When Lady Wang was carried to the front of the old warehouse, the area below the notice board was already crowded with people.

When she went out, Wang's servants would clear the way.

The carriage canopy of the female relatives was draped with curtains.

Even if officials along the way didn't know why she was there, they would still give her some leeway.

She is now lying on a wooden frame.

His right leg was clamped between a wooden board and a support.

There are three locks on the car.

The people who unlocked the lock were Ge Tong, Bai Zhi, and Cao Shun.

Cao Shun's hands were still trembling slightly as he opened the last lock.

Madam Wang looked at him.

"Did your mother receive the grain?"

"You will receive it."

"I don't need you to give it to me."

"The grain contract is rightfully in my possession."

"It's gone now."

The original contracts for 32,000 shi of grain in Qingxia have all been distributed.

The false account of 10,000 shi of grain in Yong'an is hereby voided.

Twelve thousand shi of grain from Qingzhou were converted into special grain for disaster relief and resettlement of destitute people.

After the actual inventory check of the 10,000 shi of Qingxia, only 4,600 shi remained available for redemption.

The remaining 3,300 shi (a unit of dry measure) will first be used to supply the Guiming Granary and the three prefectures with provisions for their return journeys home.

Grain deeds are no longer just a piece of paper.

Each entry must correspond to the warehouse door, the actual grain, and the person receiving the grain.

It was no longer possible for Lady Wang to obtain another maternal contract to allocate grain from the three regions.

His gaze fell on the three tables in front of the old warehouse.

The second table displayed the Wang family's grain deeds and silver ingots.

The widow of Wang Song's cousin.

Wang's Grain Deed Holder on Behalf

Mother is right.

If the trial of "Madam Wang" continues today, even if Madam Wang is replaced by another woman in the future, she can still claim that the previous affair had nothing to do with her.

"Don't you already know?"

"It's in the Wang family genealogy."

"The thirteenth volume is not included in the official score."

"Your own name is not in the register we have."

"Wang Heng".

"Which *Heng*?"

"The 'heng' in 'duheng'"

"Yongning Ward in the capital city".

"Twenty-seven years before Chengxi."

"He's dead."

"Mother Chen."

"Time of entering Wang's second hall".

Sixteen years old.

Why did you enter?

"Women's Study Account".

Who taught you?

"Wang Song".

"The first account you handled?"

"Winter clothing for Ci'en Temple".

"How many?"

"Eight hundred and seventy sets."

"to whom?"

"Refugees in the suburbs of Beijing".

"What about in reality?"

Bai Zhi opened the old clothes album of Yi Tang.

"Actually, 320 sets."

"The remaining 550 sets of clothing were converted into silver and deposited into the Yongfeng Water Tank."

"Forty of these sets were converted into the first batch of Qing Dynasty clothing."

Wang Heng looked at the book.

"You even found this."

"Not found."

Bai Zhi said, "It's because you left too much."

Wang Heng smiled.

"If I leave too few, Wang Song won't believe me."

"You left too much behind, and today you've come to investigate."

"The bookkeeper will always die because of the books."

"Bai Song is the same."

Bai Zhi's pen stopped.

I looked at Wang Heng.

She avoided questioning me after she learned that I forbade her from using dead bodies to stab people.

"When will the Lan Yi line be connected?"

"The fourteenth year of Chengxi."

"Who ordered the rescuers' clothes to be changed into clothing with different names?"

"No one gave the overall order."

"The first batch were fake travel permits."

"The second batch was fake hospital gowns."

"The third batch begins to identify the deceased."

"Every time, they say they'll just do a little more."

"Who ultimately decided to put a bugle call on a living person?"

The goal is to finish writing the accounts first.

"Did you order the 109 people from Qingxia to be transferred here?"

"Who should receive the 109 sets of clothing originally made according to the old Southwest Army wounded soldiers' register?"

"The first forty-one sets were sent to Beijing."

"The remaining sixty-eight sets are intended to remain in Qingxia."

Why?

"Wait until I withdraw my troops?"

"What if I accept?"

"The sixty-eight fake soldiers will identify you first."

"The remaining forty-one old troops from the capital will be subject to your orders."

"I have no military orders."

She said, "Many people don't read the orders."

"It all depends on who stands under the flag."

These are exactly the things that Kuhepo, the fake Shen An, and Qingxia Dianbing have been repeatedly trying to do.

What if I don't accept it?

"Let the imperial guards shoot."

"Your army will still count even after you die."

"Ge Tongruo won't cum?"

"The order from the Ministry of War that Chen Ping handed over was genuine enough."

His failure to properly account for the matter should be recorded.

Also remember that he opened the door to verify the order at the end.

"How many people in blue uniforms were in the fourth batch?"

"Forty-one."

"How many people entered Beijing?"

Thirty-six.

"What about the other five?"

"Two people died."

One person has gone missing.

"The remaining two will stay in Qingxia."

"Who?"

Wang Heng looked at the crowd.

"Gu Shisan".

He only stared at Wang Heng.

"What about the other one?"

She said, "Lan Yue."

Lan Yue lay in the back medical tent.

I asked, "You're saying Gu Shisan and Lan Yue are also people dressed in blue?"

"Gu Shisan's original name was not Gu Shisan."

"Everyone knows this."

"What was his old name?"

Yan Xiaoyi pressed down on his wrist with his scabbard first.

"Du Heng died in the military cemetery."

Wang Heng said, "The person in the military cemetery is the original Gu Shisan."

He was seriously injured after Chunlan died.

But Wang Heng just said that Gu Shisan is Du Heng.

I asked, "Did Du Heng ultimately become Chen Ping, or Gu Shisan?"

Wang Heng looked at me.

"you do not know?"

"I only received the list of names to be changed."

"The original roster is in Lan Yue's hands."

"Wang prepared two identities for Du Heng."

"Chen Ping was used to enter the capital."

"Gu Shisan was used to return to the southwest."

"I don't know which one he ended up wearing."

If someone carries this for eleven years, wouldn't they even believe it themselves?

I asked Gu Shisan, "When did you join Xu Sandao's ranks?"

"What about before?"

"Scouting the outskirts of Qingxia."

"Who brought you into camp?"

"Have you seen his face?"

After a long pause, he said, "No."

"He was wearing a face shield."

"They only took me with them for three days."

He died in the mountains on the third day.

"Where's the body?"

"The one in the military cemetery?"

"The remains were later moved."

"Who will move?"

"Xu Sandao's men."

This caused a scout who had been relaying orders for his father for nine years to begin to doubt his own name.

I looked at Wang Heng.

"Where is Lan Yue?"

Was her original name Lan Yue?

"Have you changed your identity?"

"What?"

"Gu Qinghe".

Just asking:

"When?"

"After Gu Qinghe went missing."

"The Wang family needs a living Gu Qinghe."

Why?

"Send a message to Shen Lie."

"Tell him that Madam Shen has already left Jiangbei."

"It's her too?"

"Who wore this?"

The skeleton hidden in the wall of the old post station.

Chunlan once wore Gu Qinghe's identity.

The person who went to see the father may not be the mother.

The person who delivered the news of her mother's death may have been using Chunlan's face and identity.

First, she used her mother's name to deceive her father.

He died again inside the old post station wall.

When the remains are discovered, they can be claimed to be those of the mother herself.

If Lan Yue hadn't recognized that glass bead, we might have even gone back to question the real mother inside the stone gate with the bones of a fake mother.

Wang Heng looked at me.

"Shen An".

"Do you still dare to trust the people inside the sect?"

Could the person inside the door also be a man in blue?

Dream-locking drugs can make people drowsy.

If I have any doubts, I will not open the door.

Even her father would no longer believe her.

The person Xiao Lingyi has been protecting for so long will go from being a true mother to a suspect again.

Even after being captured, Wang Heng still wanted to lock the stone gate again.

I turned to Physician Song.

"How many times has the woman inside the door recounted the past after she stopped using the dream-inducing drugs?"

"How is your mental state each time?"

"Three fainting spells."

"Four times of waking up."

Is there any duplication of content?

There are no traces of back-facing.

"What about your body?"

"A long-standing fracture of the left rib."

"There are calluses on the web of my right hand."

Lan Yue had said that before.

Gu Qinghe is in charge of the warehouse.

I looked at Bai Zhi again.

"Is the handwriting on the ledger page behind the wall of the Shen residence the same as that in the mother's letter?"

"Highly compatible."

"Is it possible to copy it?"

"How long will it take to replicate?"

"We obtained at least several dozen pages of the original text."

"Does the Wang family have any?"

Bai Zhi continued, "But there's one thing we can't imitate."

"What?"

She took out her mother's letter.

In one of the lines, the mother wrote "疫仓" (epidemic warehouse) as "役仓" (service warehouse).

The same error can be found in the account book behind the wall of the Shen residence.

It was someone who kept long-term military service records, and when writing the character for "epidemic," he would first remove the "service" radical.

There are also three annotations by Gu Qinghe in Bai Song's old account book.

"It can be done," Wang Heng said.

"So we still need to verify the person's identity."

"Don't you have any doubts?"

I said, "But suspicion doesn't mean locking someone up for another eleven years."

"Keep three pairs of eyes open when you open the door."

"Drug testing."

"Check the accounts she knows about."

"You want to use the blue robe to prove that there is no true identity in the world."

"But it is precisely because identities can be changed that we should let people speak for themselves."

I looked down at the old warehouse.

She said she was Gu Qinghe.

"Then we investigated Gu Qinghe."

"If she isn't, the truth will be revealed."

"Even if she is, it's not enough for me to call her 'Mother'."

The smile on Wang Heng's face disappeared.

Even her last knife attempt failed to seal the door shut again.

I continued to ask:

"Your name is Wang Heng."

"Were the identification of those in blue uniforms, fake soldiers, those with grain contracts, and the change of rosters today based on voluntary participation?"

"Who forced you?"

"How can I force it?"

"You arrested me."

"Arrest is not the same as forced confession."

I asked, "Will torture be used?"

"It was broken by the copper box during the escape."

"The bone setting was performed by the military doctor from Qingxia Village."

"All three parties were present throughout the process."

"Was the medicine not given today?"

Physician Song said, "It's given."

"She was given more than she deserved."

Why?

"I'm afraid she'll faint from the pain, and the interrogation won't be finished."

Wang Heng glanced at Physician Song.

Bai Zhi pushed the statement in front of her.

"Press your fingerprint."

What if I don't press it?

"The testimonies were still signed by the 109 witnesses present at Guimingcang, Qingxia Village, the Censorate, the Princess's Mansion, the Imperial Guard, and the medical officer."

"You can deny it."

"But we can't let this piece of paper disappear."

Wang Heng stared at the paper.

She pressed her fingerprint on the paper.

It is not the person in charge of the Lanling.

Bai Zhi wrote at the end of her statement:

"She killed so many people, why does she still write about living people?"

Bai Zhi raised her head.

"Only by living can one acknowledge the debt."

"If she dies."

"Then people will say that it was all done by the dead."

Angelica dahurica, third course.

Wang Heng was sent to a new prison on the ground floor of the old warehouse.

The underground prison has imprisoned too many people who were written to die.

It is no longer used to imprison any living people.

Daily medication dosage is publicly recorded.

They won't die easily.

Because now, many people need her to live.

Do you doubt me?

"Then why not take me?"

"You sent Xu Sandao a secret message."

"They also led us to the Lan Yi Room."

"These only prove what you've done."

"You cannot prove who you are."

He said in a deep voice, "What if I really am Du Heng?"

"Du Heng should also admit his mistake."

"What if I were the person Wang had placed by General Shen's side?"

"Then we'll investigate which letters you've sent over these nine years."

"Is there a false order?"

"Has anyone died?"

"If so, acknowledge it."

"What if not?"

"Keep calling him Gu Shisan."

"That simple?"

I said, "A name is not a guarantee of innocence."

"What have I done?"

Gu Shisan looked down at the arrow mark on his tiger's mouth.

"I'm going to find Xu Sandao."

"Aren't you going to stop them?"

"Bring a copy of today's statement."

"Let him also investigate Du Hengjun's tomb."

What if it turns out I'm an imposter?

"return."

Why?

"You still owe Qingxia a witness signature."

Gu Shisan smiled.

This was the first time I saw him smile.

"Lord Shen."

"You are really annoying."

"Xu Sandao said the same thing?"

He said your dad was even more troublesome when he was young.

This shows that the father and son resemble each other.

It's not something to be happy about.