But who could that person be?
For a moment, she didn't have many ideas.
While she was still pondering, Feng Er on the other side couldn't sit still.
"Father, I want to go to the palace to seek justice for Canwen! How can Wen Mengsheng, of all people, snatch his top spot! He doesn't even look at his usual level!"
His words actually gave Feng Jinyao a moment of enlightenment.
That's right, from her understanding of this former father-in-law, he was by no means an arrogant person.
Yin Canwen's talent had long been renowned in the Eastern Capital. To openly replace his exam paper with his son's would be to intentionally cause trouble, wouldn't it?
The person who would do this could only mean that the other party already knew about the Wen family's cheating in the imperial examinations.
Yin Canwen was merely an excuse.
Even without his appearance, it was likely that Wen Jingsong's matter would have been exposed.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but admire the person behind it.
Thorough in thought, astute in judgment, swift and decisive in action, giving the enemy no chance to breathe, and sending them directly to hell.
Quite a formidable individual!
However, now was not the time to pursue the person behind it, but to find a way to solidify Wen Jingsong's cheating from all angles. So, she calmed her emotions and said,
"Second Brother, don't be anxious. With Elder Xu and Eldest Uncle here, they can surely protect Young Master Yin."
"Ayao is right. You going to the palace, what a dream! You have no official position, and no imperial decree to convey you. How can you get in?"
Feng Hai said to his son.
His grades were not bad, and it was not a problem for him to enter officialdom. However, his mind was still too simple, acting on impulse.
Compared to Feng Jinxu's composure, he still needed a lot of tempering in the future!
It would be best if he could gain experience elsewhere. Otherwise, if he said something ignorant in front of the emperor, even the Feng family wouldn't be able to protect him!
The more he thought about it, the more he felt the need to carefully consider his future placement!
"Second Brother's intention to protect his friend is a good thing. However, the Emperor's reply was just empty words, how can it be convincing? Second Brother, you should quickly think of a way to prove that the paper was replaced!"
"Right! If it was replaced, then we need to find the original archives. A comparison will tell right from wrong!"
But the papers were sealed in the imperial archives of the Ministry of Personnel. How could he get them?
The same problem, they could think of it, and Wen Jingsong could also think of it.
So when he sent someone to the archives to destroy the evidence, unfortunately, the person sent was apprehended by the secret guards arranged by Prince Ding.
As for the archives, they naturally lay quietly in place, waiting for Emperor Qi's people to inspect them.
Looking at her second brother's anxious appearance, Feng Jinyao felt a trace of guilt towards Yin Canwen.
From the moment she heard of this person, she had harbored intentions of using him.
Step by step, she had reached this point. Perhaps by his hand, she could indeed bring down the Wen family, but it was not fair to him.
Not only did he make enemies for no reason, but his reputation would also be damaged in the future.
For an official, wasn't reputation the most important thing?
It was a pity that now, under her arrangements, Yin Canwen's good reputation had also suffered some damage.
But there was no other way. If she could gather evidence, she could directly report it to the emperor. But having dealt with the Wen family for so many years in her previous life, how could she not know how formidable that father-in-law was!
Therefore, she sacrificed Yin Canwen to achieve her goal.
It was indeed a bit cunning, but she couldn't afford to care about that anymore.
So, she glanced at Yun Xu, and saw that she very sensibly stepped forward and said,
"Miss, why are there some shiny things on your sleeve?"
Her words were nonsensical. Everyone present was worried about Yin Canwen, and at this moment, she was talking about sleeves.
Feng Jinyao heard this and deliberately raised her sleeve to look.
A look of helplessness appeared on her face, and she said to the confused group,
"This fluorescent powder that Sister Xu sent is truly amazing. It's been so long and it still won't wash off! The fluorescent powder on this dress was accidentally gotten when I was preparing peace bracelets for you all."
After speaking, she deliberately held her sleeve up to the sunlight.
As expected, the entire area shimmered with a sequin-like light.
Feng Er, not failing Feng Jinyao's expectations, suddenly thought of something. He pulled up the sleeve of his hand and placed the peace bracelet on his wrist in the sunlight. Soon, a bright patch was visible.
His eyes lit up with surprise, and he hurried to ask for brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
Everyone was confused, but Feng Jinyao knew.
Second Brother was indeed her good Second Brother, understanding at a single hint.
But outwardly, she had to pretend to be just as clueless and watch what he was going to do.
He casually wrote a passage on a piece of paper, then stopped his brush, and held the paper up to the sunlight. As expected, it was a patch of shimmering light.
He was overjoyed and said to Feng Hai,
"Father, look, when I write, the fluorescent powder on this bracelet also rubs onto it unintentionally, which is why this paper shines. Canwen's posture when writing is such that his wrist is almost on the paper, so the archives he handled must also have such traces. If we use this as evidence, can we get him some justice?"
Feng Hai pondered in his heart.
This matter could indeed prove that the original archives were written by Yin Canwen, but he always felt that there was more to it behind the scenes.
Just as he was thinking, he heard someone outside say that Feng Jinxu had returned.
Hadn't he gotten up early to take up his post at the Dali Temple? Shouldn't he be handing over his work now? Why would he be at home?
For a moment, father and son were a bit bewildered.
Compared to the peace in the Feng family, the palace halls were in a state of tension.
When Wen Jingsong and his son were "invited" in by the Imperial City Army, a large crowd had already gathered.
Each one was indignant and glared at the two, wishing they could devour them.
Wen Mengsheng had never seen such a scene, and naturally felt his legs go weak.
However, Wen Jingsong had made some arrangements before being "arrested."
With these plans, he might be able to exonerate himself, so he did not show much fear.
Therefore, he straightened his thoughts and said to Emperor Qi,
"Your humble servant greets Your Majesty."
"This commoner greets Your Majesty."
Father and son bowed respectfully. Wen Jingsong showed no signs of guilt.
Elder Xu snorted. As expected, he was formidable. Even in such a situation, he was still thinking of getting away with it, appearing so calm and confident.
Seeing Wen Jingsong, Emperor Qi's eyes were burning with anger.
He had just been annoyed by more than a dozen censors, and it was all because of him.
At this moment, he wished he could transfer all his anger onto him, so he opened his mouth and sternly rebuked him,
"Wen Jingsong, do you know your crime?"
"Your humble servant does not know what crime he has committed. I beg Your Majesty to clarify!"