V2.Chapter 26

Yu Wan sat on the horse and waited anxiously.

What did Yan Jiuchao see? First his back froze, then as if he had been struck by lightning, the whole person was fixed there, and then he entered the house.

Yu Wan would never see him again.

"You young master will be okay?" Yu Wan asked the silver-faced guard beside him.

The guard didn't answer, or even ignored her, and just stared in the direction of the broken thatched hut.

Yu Wan only felt that she was talking to a dead person, and her back became cold, and like him, she paid attention to the movement of the broken thatched hut.

After a while, Yan Jiuchao came out, holding a man in his arms. Judging from his figure, it was Yu Shaoqing, Yu Wan's father.

A silver-faced guard stepped forward and took Yu Shaoqing from Yan Jiuchao's arms, while the remaining seven took the big net, followed behind Yan Jiuchao, and walked towards Yu Wan.

Yu Wan couldn't wait for them to come, so she jumped off her horse and walked over: "Dad!"

Yan Jiuchao stopped, and the guards also stopped.

Yu Wan sniffed her father's breath, and then touched her father's neck, making sure that her breathing and pulse were normal, before she put a hanging heart back in her stomach.

It's just... is it her illusion? Why do you feel that Yan Jiuchao looks at her with a hint of sympathy?

Is it because her father suffered and suffered, so she was also sympathized with her daughter?

Yan Jiuchao cleared his throat and said, "Your father has taken an overdose of sweat medicine, and he will be fine when he wakes up."

But you'll be in trouble soon.

Yu Wan did not decipher the meaningful eyes of a certain young master, and she was still thinking about her father: "If my father is like this, if my mother finds out, it will definitely be very sad, in this world, my mother hurts the most. It's me, and then my dad."

Yan Jiuchao sympathized with her even more...

"Where's the murderer?" Yu Wan asked.

Yan Jiuchao couldn't bear to look directly and said, "Run away."

Yu Wan was slightly taken aback: "Escaped? Why didn't I see it?"

Master Yan said without changing his face: "Escaped from the back door."

"Do you remember what the murderer looked like?" Yu Wan asked.

"Yeah." Young Master Yan replied in a very serious manner, not only remembering it, but he would recognize it if it turned into ashes in the future, "I'm going to send people back to Dali Temple now."

"...Well." Although Yu Wan was reluctant to give up her father, she also understood that his father had not yet been cleared of the crime, and it was inevitable that he would return to the Heavenly Prison at Dali Temple.

"Yan Jiuchao." Yu Wan said in a low voice, "Can you not let them give my grandpa any more medicine?"

The calm tone of the cloud, in the ears of a certain young master, seemed to reveal a trace of unspeakable grievances.

Yan Jiuchao said disdainfully, "Do they dare to pour in the people sent in by this young master?"

Yu Wan raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes shining like water, "Thank you, Yan Jiuchao."

Those eyes were bright, almost all the way to the darkest place in his heart, Yan Jiuchao's breathing was stagnant, he looked away in resistance, and said indifferently, "Get on the horse!"

Yu Wan felt his suddenly cold aura, and blinked her eyes in confusion. Did she say something wrong? How do you change your face to change your face?

The two rode together to the foot of the mountain, and the carriage was parked there securely. Yan Jiuchao asked Yu Shaoqing to be put into the carriage, and then he and Yu Wan also got into the carriage.

The group went back to Dali Temple. On the other side, Yan Huaijing and Jun Changan were still struggling to find the trace of Yu Shaoqing. The big man also shook Jun Changan away in an instant.

The only thing that is certain is that the city gate is closed, and that person must still be in the capital.

"His Royal Highness, look." When passing through an alley, Jun Changan noticed the carriage and the group of people slowly passing by on the street.

Yan Huaijing tightened the reins, followed the reputation, his eyes fell on the familiar emblem of the carriage, and moved slightly: "The carriage of the young master's mansion? Is it Yan Jiuchao? He also came out to find Yu Shaoqing."

Given the inexplicable relationship between Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao, it is not surprising that Yan Jiuchao would come forward to look for Yu Shaoqing. What's surprising is... the nine guards accompanying him, wearing silver cloaks and masks, The whole body exudes a breath of death, and even the horse they sit on seems to be a horse that has trampled on a wronged soul, making people horrified.

"Who are those people?" Yan Huaijing asked with a frown.

"Dead man." Jun Changan said, "Silver-faced dead man."

The dead man Yan Huaijing has heard of it. There are thousands of guards in the world who work hard, but there are not many who are really called dead men. The bronze-faced dead men are extremely rare, the silver-faced ones are almost rare, and the gold-faced ones are almost rare. The dead man, that is the only existence in the legend, there has been no silver-faced dead man in the Central Plains for several years.

Unexpectedly, there were nine of Yan Jiuchao's side.

Jun Changan said: "No wonder Qianji Pavilion was destroyed overnight. The question is, where did this waste young master get the dead man?"

The carriage drove down the alley.

Yu Wan glanced at the curtain of the car beside her, opened it and looked back: "Is there someone just now?"

Yan Jiuchao said casually, "Don't pay attention to the few passing by."

...

The carriage stopped at the door of Dali Temple.

When the guard guarding the gate saw that the girl who had been there during the day was coming again, he immediately lowered his face: "How many times have I told you! Dali Temple is not..."

Yan Jiuchao walked over and stood beside Yu Wan, the guard immediately turned pale.

"Nothing?" Yan Jiuchao asked indifferently.

The guards thumped and knelt on the ground, shaking like a sieve!

Yu Wan pulled his sleeve and motioned him to stop making trouble, it was important to do business.

The guard lowered his head and used his peripheral vision to see the hand that dared to pull Young Master Yan's sleeve.

The little girl who was so harshly spoken by him dared to take the initiative to move his feet on Yan Shao, how could his head still be tied to the waistband of his trousers...

"Go away!" Yan Jiuchao shouted lowly.

The guard rolled away.

Uncle Wan and Ying Shisan greeted him, took over the unconscious Yu Shaoqing, and sent them into a cell that had already been taken care of very comfortably.

Uncle Wan said cheerfully: "Don't worry Miss Yu, Ying Shisan and I will be here to guard, and no one will torture Master Yu again."

Yu Wan bowed and said, "Uncle Lao Wan and Ying are guarded."

...

Although Yu Shaoqing was found, the murderer was not so easy to let go of. When he got to the emperor, it was not something that could be fooled by "escape". I plan to dispatch the royal corps.

After sending Yu Wan back to the young master's mansion, Yan Jiuchao entered the palace.

The emperor went to sleep after midnight, and was woken up by Eunuch Wang as soon as he lay down, saying that Yan Jiuchao was coming, he was still dizzy for a while, but was instantly awake by a heavy news from Yan Jiuchao: " What did you say? You stole people?"

Yan Jiuchao took a deep breath: "...Yes."

The emperor looked at him suspiciously: "Who did you ask?"

"Uncle Huang gave me the dead man." Yan Jiuchao said.

The emperor was furious!

Using the person he sent him to deal with him in turn is a long way to go!

The emperor Qiqiaosheng said: "Then I asked you yesterday, why didn't you admit it? You also asked me in turn, 'Is it possible'?"

Yan Jiuchao was speechless.

"Why did you do this? Is there anything you can't discuss with me? You have to make a riot, and the city is full of wind and rain!" The more the emperor thought about it, the more angry he became. "I ask you one last time, is it really you who did it?"

Yan Jiuchao took a deep breath: "...Yes."

The emperor's chest heaved violently a few times: "... Sacrifices, sacrificial offerings are also you stealing?"

Yan Jiuchao was puzzled.

Eunuch Wang whispered: "The sacrifices provided to the ancestors in the ancestral hall were eaten by people."

The guards of the Emperor Temple are stricter than those of the Dali Temple. They have never been stolen for so many years. There is no accident in the early days, and no incidents in the evening. Something happened at this juncture, which makes it impossible to connect the two cases.

That person almost roasted and ate Xiao Xuehu, he really seemed to be able to do such a thing.

The corners of Yan Jiuchao's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly carried the huge pot: "...it's me."

The emperor turned to his side, wanted to get angry but was a little embarrassed: "Zhen...Zhen uh, you shaved too?"

"What?" Yan Jiuchao didn't understand those words.

The emperor gritted his teeth and kept his mouth still: "Mmmm!"

Young Master Yan was at a loss.

The emperor's fists clucked: "Legs hair! My leg hairs!"

Yan Jiuchao staggered and almost fell over!

That woman didn't eat enough sacrifices, and shaved the emperor's hair? !

How dare she grow up? !

No, what was she thinking? !

Did Dali Temple find out later that she shaved not only her legs, but also...

Yan Jiuchao didn't dare to spread out, he just wanted to die now...

...

At dawn, the news of Yu Shaoqing's return to Dali Temple began. It is said that the murderer was also found. He was a death row prisoner of Dali Temple. The death row inmate bought the jailer of Dali Temple. Now, as for why the death row prisoner did this, it is said that Yu Shaoqing had been kind to him in his early years, and he took risks in order to repay his kindness.

Zuo but the two are death row prisoners. It is a blessing to escape, but a life to escape.

Others may believe these words, but Yan Huaijing does not.

Because, after meeting Yan Jiuchao halfway, he followed Jun Chang'an all the way, and saw with his own eyes that Yan Jiuchao sent Yu Shaoqing to Dali Temple, and then Yan Jiuchao entered the palace, and then, the murderer came out Captured news.

"Yu Shaoqing was rescued by him. If Yu Shaoqing really let the death row prisoner take him away, then he should take the death row prisoner back to Dali Temple, but I only saw Yu Shaoqing, not the death row prisoner."

In Concubine Xian's palace, Yan Huaijing expressed her doubts to Concubine Xian.

Concubine Xu Xian was arranging flowers, cutting the branches while saying, "There are some things, just understand in your heart."

Yan Huaijing's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean by concubine mother?"

Concubine Xu Xian inserted a delicate peony into the vase: "In this world, who would be willing to let your royal father cover up for him?"

Yan Huaijing frowned: "The person who robbed Yu Shaoqing... Yan Jiuchao? That's impossible. He went to the imperial study yesterday to find someone from his father. He heard that Yu Shaoqing was gone. Shock is not faked."

Concubine Xu Xian smiled lightly: "It's not him, it's someone related to him."

Yan Huaijing's eyes darkened: "Jietian Prison is a capital crime, why did the royal father condone him so much?"

Concubine Xu Xian picked another peony: "He has less than two years left to live, so what if your royal father indulges him? After all, it is because of your father that he became a short-lived ghost."

"Isn't he born weak?" Concubine Xu Xian seemed to be reluctant to mention Yan Jiuchao's condition, so Yan Huaijing didn't know much.

Concubine Xu Xian put the peony aside, and picked another peony: "Silly child, we are the royal family. Are any of the royal family's children born weak? Only they can't give birth, and they can't raise them well after birth."

Yan Huaijing didn't want to talk too much about the harem.

Concubine Xu Xian cut off the largest peony in the vase, and inserted the peony in her hand: "You don't need to know too much about some things, you just need to remember that your father and emperor treated him with guilt. Different, you don't have to be jealous of him."

Yan Huaijing was silent, was it really just because of guilt? Why does he feel so much more than that?

...

Young Master Yan, who has always only let other people take the blame, has spent only half a cup of tea in the imperial study, and has carried the blame for several lifetimes.

So say it out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back.

The emperor was really angry, it wasn't Eunuch Wang persuading him that the young master was ill, he must be ill and he didn't know what he was doing, so the emperor was able to resist the urge to crush Yan Jiuchao to death.

But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped. Yan Jiuchao was sentenced to a year's salary, and he spent a month behind closed doors thinking about it.

Ying Thirteen obediently took a hundred big boards, which made him cry. After the spanking, he slapped his butt and shook his head, and strode to Dali Temple.

Although the truth about the Jietian Prison incident is "clear", Yu Shaoqing's charges have not been cleared. He is still the death row prisoner who disregarded General Xiao's will, stole the detailed list and tried to deceive the emperor. Zhou Huai was the only one who could. It proves that from the time when General Xiao got the list to his death, there was no one who was alone with Yan Congming.

As long as it can be proved that the two have never been in contact, then Yan Congming's so-called General Xiao entrusts him with the list and it will be self-defeating.

However, Zhou Huai's whereabouts are strange, and it is not so easy to find.

"In these days, there may be movement in the army." In the imperial study room, the emperor asked the minister of military affairs.

After the victory of the soldiers, those who were discharged from the army have returned to their hometowns, and those who have not been discharged have settled in the major camps in the capital. Many of them know Yu Shaoqing, and in their eyes, Yu Shaoqing is by no means a deceiver.

The Minister of War respectfully said: "If you go back to Your Majesty, no."

"No?" The emperor asked suspiciously, "Doesn't anyone think Yu Shaoqing was wronged?"

The Minister of Military Affairs said: "Yu Shaoqing has been in the Northwest Camp for the longest time. Most of the people he knows are in the Northwest Camp, but the Northwest Camp was slaughtered overnight, and the 20 or 30 people who escaped all left the capital... It is said that he is looking for clues to prove his innocence for Yu Shaoqing."

The 20 or 30 emperors hadn't paid attention to him yet, and there was no movement in the army, which showed that Xiao Zhenting was still keeping himself safe, and it also showed that this so-called Yu Shaoqing was not as dreadful as he imagined.

"It's..." The Minister of Military Affairs paused for a while, before he stopped talking.

The emperor said: "What is it? You say it's okay, I forgive you for not guilty."

The Minister of War was the emperor's mother, loyal to the emperor, and the emperor trusted him very much.

The Minister of Military Affairs said: "Yan Houye not only killed King Wuheng, but also led the soldiers to cross the mountain of death. He was not afraid of life and death to send the list to Youzhou. It can be said that he is brave and resourceful, and Yan Houye is also a general..."

The emperor said impatiently: "Speak human words."

The Minister of Military Affairs said bravely: "There is a rumor in the army, Lord Yan...or the next Marshal Xiao."

"Nonsense!" The emperor punched the desk.

Xiao Zhenting has always been a piece of the emperor's heart. If he can't kill him, he can't carry it. If he kills him, he will have internal and external troubles;

To put it bluntly, the emperor lacked a person who could replace Xiao Zhenting, and when this person appeared, the emperor worried that he would become the next Xiao Zhenting who could not control him.

Therefore, Yan Houye may be comparable to Xiao Zhenting's words, which is definitely not a good word.

The next day, the emperor received a letter from the ministers, mostly requesting the immediate execution of Yu Shaoqing, and vigorously praised Yan Congming, claiming that the emperor should be promoted to rank by Yan Congming.

The emperor laughed in anger: "I have already made him a marquis, how can I be promoted to a nobility? Is it possible that I have to make him a general or a marshal?"

When people gather firewood, sometimes it is not a high flame, but an invisible knife.

On the fourth day of the court ceremony, a minister who was usually silent stood up for the first time, and said to the emperor: "Who is the list handed over to? Innocent, and there is not enough evidence to prove Yu Shaoqing's guilt, it seems a little inappropriate to put someone in jail just based on Yan Houye's one-sided words. Lord Hou should go to jail too!"

"You..." Yan Congming was very angry.

"Putting a victorious hero into a prison will definitely chill the hearts of the people... What the lovely gentleman said is not unreasonable..." The emperor showed a very embarrassed look.

The Minister of Military Affairs stood up in time: "Your Majesty, why don't you release Yu Shaoqing first, and then arrest him for execution when there is enough evidence, then the people will have nothing to say."