Just then, Shen Xingwen let out a cold laugh. "Sir, you don't have to look far."

  Jing Wan'er shifted her gaze without changing her expression.

  Pei Tan also put down the case file in his hand and looked at Shen Xingwen, his eyes dimly: "What do you mean?"

  Shen Xingwen replied with a serious expression, looking at Pei Tan and saying: "Your Excellency wants to find the old subordinates of Zhang Huai Taizi to understand the truth of that year, but is worried that these people may be sycophants and not dare to speak the truth. However, I happen to know that there is a person in Chang'an who, if Your Excellency is willing to ask him, will definitely be eager to reveal everything without any possibility of hiding even a single word."

  Actually, when Shen Xingwen said this sentence, Pei Tan and Jing Yu'er both moved in their hearts, but neither of them spoke out.

  Shen Xingwen saw that no one asked, and continued in a cold tone: "The young son left behind by Crown Prince Zhang Hua back then was recalled to Chang'an at the beginning of the year when Your Majesty ascended to the throne. He is currently a third-rank official serving as the Vice Minister of the Imperial Household Department. Without Your Majesty's benevolence, they would not have been able to turn their lives around for generations to come."

  "Director Dao is investigating the case from that year... When he restores the imperial honor to Crown Prince Zhang Huai, the Grand Master of the Temple of Glorious Luck will not only tell Director Dao all the details of the case, but may also voluntarily reveal many hidden circumstances that outsiders do not know."

  Some things will be forever stuck in your stomach and never said if there isn't a catalyst.

  When she heard the name Guanglu Temple, Jing Wanyi knew what it meant. The only son of Crown Prince Zhang Huai was the key to solving this case.

  Jing Wan'er looked at Pei Tan and smiled slightly: "Sir, Shen Temple's words are reasonable."

  Shen Xingwen glanced at Jing Yuane.

  Pei Tan looked at the two people in front of him, and he also didn't know that Jing Wanyu had already learned about the imperial marriage. He just felt a sense of inevitability as he gazed at them.

  Before that, Guanglu Temple had already invited Pei Tan to meet, no matter what he wanted to say, it was all downhill for Pei Tan, and he could have a good talk.

  Shen Xingwen said: "However, there are countless eyes in Chang'an City that are watching the adults' movements. If the adult goes to see the Guanglu Temple Master at this time, it's likely to attract attention and raise suspicions, which may hinder the case. Shen can go on behalf of the adult to meet with the Guanglu Temple Master, or the adult can also dispatch other trusted confidants from the temple."

  Jing Wan'er lowered her head, but it was to conceal a faint smile on her lips.

  Pei Tan went to see the Guanglu Temple Master Tai Xianyan, this reason was probably true in the past, but now Pei Tan and the Guanglu Temple Master's family were already related by imperial decree...

  Whether Pei Tan went to visit the Guanglu Temple Master or the Guanglu Temple Master took the initiative to see Pei Tan, no one in Chang'an City would be surprised now.

  Shen Xingwen furrowed his brow: "Sir?" He just felt a hint of strangeness for an instant.

  His fingers lightly tapped on the documents on the table, his expression clearly thinking of something else. After a while, he finally spoke up: "The Duke of Guanglu Temple will inevitably implicate many people from that year, if he is for himself...

  "The biological father would naturally be furious and wouldn't mind killing a thousand people to get away with it, so this case won't be able to be investigated further."

  Jing Wan'er rolled her eyes: "Wan'er has heard that the Guanglu Temple Master is gentle and timid, so he was able to survive back then. He wouldn't do something like framing others out of spite."

  "Back then, being timid was for survival, but now it's no longer necessary to be so cautious."

  With Zhong Zong as her backing, Empress Li regained the throne. Without the pressure of that Heavenly Empress from back then, and facing a case involving her own biological father, it's not just about being gentle, ordinary people would find it hard to remain calm.

  This matter is obviously not something that can be resolved with just a few words of discussion.

  Jing Wan'er nodded slightly and said: "Wan'er will leave first."

  Leaving the study, she walked into the deserted courtyard, Jing Wanyu returned to her own residence and locked the door from the inside.

  She took out the scroll hidden in her sleeve and looked at the seal on it.

  At night, Pei Tan will return the files he has reviewed to the archives room. At that time, Jing Wanyan will secretly mix this volume in, and no one will notice.

  Pei Tan actually only needed three years of data from Chang'an, in the first year of Shengli, which was not what he asked Jing Yu'er to retrieve.

  But even the clerk in charge of managing documents didn't dare to spread this matter everywhere.

  Jing Wanyi tore off the seal and opened the scroll, looking at it.

  The cases from the first year of Sheng Li to the third year of Sheng Li, these few thin papers in Jing Yu'er's hands, seemed as if someone had deliberately erased the traces of the case.

  It doesn't matter, Jing Wan'er is clear about every single thing in between.

  The Empress, that commanding woman who had dominated her life, unfortunately, as she grew old, even the great female emperor could not escape the common fate, and began to fantasize about eternal life. In the third year of the Shengli era, in May, Jing Wanyan and her entire family would never forget this time, when the Empress ordered the monk Hu Chao to concoct an elixir of immortality, at a cost of tens of thousands, because at that time, the Empress's own nephew, Wu Chengsi had passed away, he had always fantasized about becoming the crown prince and inheriting the throne of the Wu family, but in the end...

  Afterwards, he was no longer confused and still established his son as the Crown Prince.

  After Wu Chengsi's death, Tian Hou felt even more that she was getting old, at this time those alchemists began to deceive the emperor.

  Wan was born in the first year of the Tianji era.

  At that time, in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, undercurrents were already surging, but on the surface, it was still possible to maintain peace and stability.

  Wan'er was clever and intelligent since childhood, and she quickly understood human affairs. Her mother was a rural doctor who had some knowledge of medicine. Wan'er's methods for examining corpses were not all learned from the palace, but rather from her family background. After her father passed the imperial examination with high honors, he did not abandon his wife and daughter, but instead brought them to live in the prosperous city of Chang'an. The entire Jing family was known for their kindness and righteousness, and Wan'er could now be considered a precious gem in the city of Chang'an.

  Wan'er never thought of herself as a lady of a thousand gold, the atmosphere in Chang'an was open and free, women didn't need to stay at home, they were allowed to go out and show their faces. Wan'er's eyes had seen countless wonders of Chang'an, the majestic scenery of the Tang Dynasty.

  Jing Wan'er's mother passed away the year before the Jing family's downfall due to illness. A doctor who couldn't cure herself, Jing Wan'er knelt in front of her coffin and mourned...

  She didn't even have time to complete three years of mourning for her mother when the Jings' house was confiscated.

  When the officers and soldiers brought Jing Zhe to Jing Wan's presence, Jing Zhe had already been stripped of his official uniform, his hands were cuffed, and his face was pale and ashen.

  "Wan Er, Father is sorry to you."

  The father and daughter didn't even have time to clarify what had happened when Jing Zhe was already being escorted away on the road to exile in Lingnan.

  Live on, were the last words of Jing Zhe to his daughter.

  After entering the palace, Jing Wanyi slowly figured it out. The Taoist priest Hu Chao presented the divine elixir to Empress Tian, and among the countless unknown officials, Empress Tian pointed at Jing Zhe to test the medicine.

  Jing Zhe Ren was a third-rank Da Du Hu, but he was forced to take cinnabar by the slander of an unknown Taoist.

  What happened in the grand hall that day, Jing Yu'er had no way of knowing. Even when she flipped through the scrolls in her hands to the last page, "Loss of etiquette in front of the palace", the entire Hu tribe was sentenced to exile in Lingnan.

  A single crime of disrespect in front of the emperor could lead to the exile of an entire family of a third-rank official, and Zhen Wei'er had searched through the entire case file, but only found disappointment.

  What kind of disrespect in front of the temple could lead to such severe consequences. If Jing Zhe really did something that offended Wu Hou, would Wu Hou have spared his life?

  Jing Wan'er clutched the case file tightly.

  I thought I could find that dusty past in the temple, and find the truth I was looking for, but it turned out to be nothing.

  Nothing at all...

  A civilian-born third-class imperial guard, who had always been loyal to the emperor in his heart, even if the emperor he was loyal to was not necessarily a wise one. Jing Yuanyuan knew that her father would never do anything out of line either.

  This is something carved into the bones of Jing Zhe people.

  Such a father, how can he "lose his manners in front of the emperor"?

  Jing Wan'er had to use all her strength to resist the urge to tear up the indictment, this charge was really ridiculous.

  The clerk checked the returned case files and found that one of them was not quite right. He immediately picked it up, and as soon as he opened it, he saw the contents full of wrinkles.

  Pei Tan borrowed many files these past two days, but he would never have made a mess of the case files like this.

  The clerk was shocked and immediately read through the contents of the case file, becoming increasingly suspicious.

  After a moment's thought, he immediately closed the case file, but instead of putting it back, he turned around and walked out.

  Just as he arrived at the gate, the bailiff was stopped by a figure. He looked up and immediately felt tense: "Temple Lord..."

  Pei Tan looked at him and naturally noticed the thing in his hand. Before he could speak, the bailiff hastily said: "I was just about to go see the master."

  The official said, and immediately handed over the case file in his hand.

  Pei Tan slowly took over the case file.

  The official dared to raise his head and carefully looked at Pei Tan.

  Pei Tan's face showed no emotion. He simply opened the case file, glanced at it for a moment, and then closed it. He asked calmly, "What's wrong with this case file?"

  The official saw Pei and talked with a calm face, but his heart was thumping, hesitating.

  After a moment, he said: "This morning, Qin'gu Niang came to borrow the volume and said that Master wanted to take a look... May I ask if this volume is really borrowed by Master?"

  Pei Tan looked at the bailiff's gaze and said, "It was me."

  The official seemed choked for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's all right if it was the master who borrowed it. I'm just being overly suspicious."

  The clerk's mind was racing with thoughts, having just seen the contents of the case file, which read "the perpetrator" as Jing Zhe Ren. Jing Wan Er's identity was no longer a secret in the Temple of Justice. Connecting her to this Jing Zhe Ren and her behavior when borrowing the case files, the clerk quickly sensed that something was amiss.

  Managing Chen Nian's case files, involving the old dynasty, with great consequences, so he just wanted to take the case files and ask Pei Tan.

  I didn't expect Pei Tan to come, and he didn't show any suspicion about the case files either.

  Pei Tan handed the case file to the bailiff: "Take it away and archive it. The case files I've reviewed over the past two days can all be sealed and stored directly. From now on, unless there's an order, they don't need to be taken out again."

  "Is that so? I understand."

  Pei Tan watched as the bailiff hastily entered the depths of the house, these sealed old case files, this case room in the dark and dimly lit corner of the Dali Temple, was like a coffin that buried half of the Tang Dynasty's blood cases.