Shangguan Min and Ouyang Zirou's eyes were focused on the bowstring at the same time, their expressions were dark and unclear. Lieutenant General Cao wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to speak.
After a while, Fang Zilan said thoughtfully: "Zi Rou, bring that craftsman here. Not only did he cut corners, but he could also accurately control the weight of the arrow. He must know very well what the maximum load-bearing weight of the bow string is. He knows There should be more things than you."
Ouyang Zirou reacted suddenly, "Master Fang, you mean that he had a premeditated plan..."
She didn't continue, Fang Zilan nodded slightly, "The weight of three baht is not something ordinary people can control."
Ouyang Zirou thought for a while and asked the servant to invite the craftsman over. Not long after, the craftsman hurried over with the boy. When he saw that the bow string was broken, he burst into tears and said, "Oh my God, this is a bow string that my lady has been working on for a long time. Why did it break? Which of you did it?" of?"
Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "Your lady hasn't asked you about your crime yet, but you asked about us first."
"What do you mean?" The craftsman looked wary, and Ouyang Zirou said sternly: "Let me ask you, why are the arrows I ordered you to make according to the iron arrow regulations three baht lighter?"
The craftsman's eyes suddenly widened, "What an injustice. I made it according to the lady's instructions. How could it be three baht lighter?"
Ouyang Zirou said angrily: "There are all the witnesses and physical evidence, but you still deny it?"
"I am really unjust." The craftsman kept shouting that he was wronged. Fang Zilan waited for him to shout for a while before saying: "Sir, are you a craftsman registered with the Ministry of Industry?"
"This is natural." The craftsman nodded, "If not, how could I follow the lady?"
Fang Zilan's lips curled up slightly, "In that case, it's easy to handle. Old Cao, you have this gentleman escorted, take the bow and arrows that Zirou brought, and go to Jingzhao Yin Mansion to report the case. Just say that this gentleman has evil intentions. He made bows and arrows without following regulations, intending to harm important officials of the imperial court.”
Vice General Cao responded, and just as he was about to call someone, he heard the craftsman say: "My lord, I misunderstood. I never wanted to hurt you, let alone you are standing here unscathed, how can you say that I have any intentions?" What's wrong?"
"We can stand here unscathed, that's because we have the ability." Fang Zilan's smile grew brighter, "In any case, the craftsmen registered with the Ministry of Industry make bows and arrows without following regulations. This seems to be a big crime, right?"
The craftsman's face turned pale instantly, and he said forcefully: "I follow the lady's orders to do things..."
"You're talking nonsense!" Ouyang Zirou was furious and rushed forward angrily: "If you followed my instructions, how could you be three baht lighter?"
Seeing this, Shangguan Min stretched out his hand to stop Ouyang Zirou, "Miss Ouyang, please don't be angry. Let's take him to Jingzhaoyin's Mansion and see if Mr. Jingzhaoyin believes his words?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the housekeeper coming in a hurry and said anxiously: "Master Fang, something happened. Mr. Mo..."
Fang Zilan looked stern, "What's wrong with Mo Han?"
"Mr. Mo was injured and fell in front of the mansion." The housekeeper looked panicked, "I have already brought Mr. Mo in. Mr. Fang..."
"Have you sent someone to find Mr. Wen and Awan?" Fang Zilan's voice became more urgent, and the housekeeper said hurriedly: "We have already sent someone to find them."
Fang Zilan glanced around, looked at Shangguan Min and said, "I'm going to see how Mo Han is injured first. You can help Zi Rou handle the matter. If it can't be handled..."
"Master, don't worry." Shangguan Min interrupted her, "Miss Ouyang and I can handle it."
Hearing this, Ouyang Zirou also nodded and said, "Master Fang, you can go ahead with peace of mind, we will handle it here."
"Okay." Fang Zilan went to see Mo Han with the housekeeper. When she arrived, Wen Ya and Awan were already there.
Fang Zilan's face was full of worry. Seeing this, Awan said helplessly: "Mr. Wen, you see what I said is right, right? When it comes to Mr. Mo, Mr. Fang is always worried."
Wen Ya smiled and did not answer Awan's words. Instead, he said to Fang Zilan: "Master Fang, although Mr. Mo's skin injuries are serious, they have not hurt his vital organs. He will be fine after a period of rest."
"Mr. Lawen." Fang Zilan relaxed, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, "Why are you injured?"
Mo Han called Sister Lan and was about to sit up when Fang Zilan pushed her back, "Lie down and don't move."
"Mr. Wen also said just now that I was not seriously injured." Mo Han smiled in a flattering way, and Fang Zilan let out a long sigh and said after a while: "I thought you were going back to Mushan Pass to accompany your parents. It’s Chinese New Year.”
"Some things haven't been clarified yet. I originally planned to spend the New Year away from home." Mo Han said, with a hint of concern in his eyes, "But I heard that you were sick, so I hurried back."
"I'm fine." Fang Zilan waved her hand, and Mo Han said solemnly: "If everything is fine, why did Mr. Wen even come to the house?"
Fang Zilan pretended to be relaxed and said: "Your Majesty attaches great importance to me and specially sent Mr. Wen here. What can I do?"
After she finished speaking, she looked at Wen Ya and asked, "Mr. Wen, do you think what I said is right?"
Wen Ya still just smiled, "In Mr. Fang's house, of course Mr. Fang will do whatever he says."
Fang Zilan was stopped by his words, coughed slightly and turned to Mo Han: "Speaking of which, why are you injured?"
Mo Han lowered his eyes, "I was hunted down on my way back to Beijing. If a righteous man hadn't come to my rescue, I might not have survived to see you."
"Hunting..." Fang Zilan repeated the word softly, her expression a little colder, "What is the name of the righteous man who saved you? Where is he now?"
Mo Han replied: "The righteous man's name is Chu Bin. He and I separated at the gate of the capital, but he was seriously injured and I'm afraid he won't be able to walk far."
Chu Bin? Fang Zilan's expression suddenly changed. If she remembered correctly, Chu Bin was the real name of King Chakravartin. In other words, the one who is chasing Mo Han is the Ghost Sect Killer, the Wheel-turning King..."
Wen Ya's expression was solemn. He walked to Fang Zilan and put his hand on her shoulder, "They don't dare to attack him in the capital, as long as he is still alive..."
"Didn't you hear what Mo Han said?" Fang Zilan looked up at Wen Ya, "He was seriously injured. What if..."
"He is still useful. They will not let him die easily." Wen Ya comforted: "You have to believe in him."
After listening to the conversation between the two, Mo Han suddenly realized: "Sister Lan, do you know Chu Bin?"
"More than just acquaintance?" Fang Zilan looked gloomy, "Even if I believe him, I have to see him with my own eyes to feel at ease."
Wen Ya's face was unusually serious, and he said coldly: "Are you going to kill him for your peace of mind?"
Fang Zilan took a breath of air, and Wen Ya said word by word: "You know better than me how vicious the people who are chasing him and Mr. Mo are, don't you?"
