"Who doesn't have the guts to dare to break into my room?!"
Although Han Liangan's foot was broken, he was in great spirits and immediately shouted.
The concubine was preparing to serve Han Liang'an well, but she was so scared that she shrank behind the curtain, not daring to show her face at all.
A lantern hung low, illuminating the carpet in the concubine's room, which was extremely gorgeous.
With a chill all over his body, the man motioned to his subordinates to walk over and pull the concubine out from behind the curtain.
"Anlang!" The concubine, who was only wearing light clothes, screamed in fright.
Han Liangan looked at the man and did not dare to speak loudly: "What happened? My Liniang is innocent."
Song Wanzhou said coldly: "Madam Qin has testified that Han Shaoqing's most beloved concubine is Nangong Wenyue's spy."
Han Liang'an was furious: "Do you dare to believe what that bitch said? My Liniang has always been peaceful. She has been with me for several years and she serves me at home all day long..."
"I would rather kill him by mistake than let him go." Song Wanzhou raised his hand gently, and the lantern reflected the concubine's frightened and beautiful face. Han Liangan really knows how to enjoy it. At this age, this concubine is at most twenty.
"Li Wanzhou, don't act recklessly just because he values you the most!" Han Liangan was so angry that he wanted to get out of bed and confront Li Wanzhou, but his leg was broken and he couldn't move.
"Please call me Song Wanzhou." Song Wanzhou's eyelids drooped, "When did she come to you?"
"Five years ago!" Han Liang'an said angrily, "Someone asked me to do something and gave it to me! In the past five years, Liniang has rarely gone out and stayed at home almost every day."
"Isn't she from Dasheng?" Song Wanzhou looked at Liniang carefully. Her eye sockets were deeper than those of Dasheng.
Han Liangan was very reluctant: "She was born from the union of Dasheng and Di people, but I can guarantee that she is from Dasheng. She was born and raised in Cangzhou. There is no problem at all."
"Who can guarantee that there is no problem at all?" Song Wanzhou said, "If Han Shaoqing hadn't been lustful and coveted the beauty of Princess Huizhen, he wouldn't have broken his leg in the attic."
This matter must never be exposed.
Han Liangan's expression finally became more flattering: "Nephew Song Xian, if you want to ask anything else, just tell me."
Song Wanzhou lowered his head and stared at Liniang who had been lying on the ground: "In recent years, have you really been as Han Shaoqing said, rarely going out?"
Liniang's voice trembled: "My lord, I rarely go out."
"She's lying!" Suddenly a delicate voice came from outside. A young girl stood at the door angrily, staring at Liniang fiercely. "I have seen it with my own eyes several times. She took advantage of her father's absence to go out. Lover!"
"Han Zhengya! What are you talking nonsense! Get back here quickly!" Han Liangan shouted.
"I'm not talking nonsense! You are just so obsessed with her appearance that you are confused by her appearance! That lover lives in Jinxiu Alley. If father doesn't believe it, he can send someone to investigate!"
Liniang started to cry: "How can Mrs. Ya talk nonsense? Anlang, I really didn't go to meet my lover. That person, that person is actually my brother... He has not had a good life these years, and I can't let him go." My brother was suffering, so he saved all the money Anlang usually gave him and gave it to him..."
The beauty sheds tears, which makes one's heart unbearable.
Han Liangan felt very distressed: "Don't cry, Liniang, I believe you. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I will give you money and arrange errands for him..."
Han Zhengya was so angry that she stamped her feet: "Father! The two of them were hugging each other, could it be my brother? I think my father is getting more confused as he gets older!"
She said and looked at Song Wanzhou: "Don't you doubt her? Go check it out!"
Han Liangan was so angry that he picked up something at hand and threw it at his daughter: "You are an unfilial daughter, but you want to piss me off to death!"
Han Zhengya was really stubborn, just standing there, neither hiding nor dodging.
The thing Han Liang'an threw was a porcelain bottle, and it hit Han Zhengya's forehead.
The porcelain bottle fell on the heavy carpet and was not broken, but the honey pills inside rolled out.
Han Zhengya's forehead had a big bulge visible to the naked eye.
Her eyes were red: "If father were more sober, he would be able to save money. Your Hao Li Niang is using your name to make loan sharks outside!"
Song Wanzhou raised his eyebrows: "Han Shaoqing, it seems that this Liniang has to be investigated."
"Get out of here, get out of here!" Han Liang'an picked up the jade pillow again and threw it towards his daughter.
This time the jade pillow did not hit Han Zhengya, but was intercepted halfway by Song Wanzhou.
He threw down the jade pillow in disgust and looked at Han Liangan: "Han Shaoqing, it seems that you have made a lot of money without telling us."
He is not as stupid as Han Zhengya. If Liniang can use Han Liangan's name to lend loan money, Han Liangan must know it. For example, the carpet under his feet is a valuable Persian carpet. Another example is the jade pillow he threw on the carpet, which is also worth a lot of money. With just Han Liang'an's salary, he couldn't buy so many good things.
Han Liangan chuckled: "Nephew Song is really smart. If Nephew Song is short of money, feel free to come find me."
Han Zhengya looked at Han Liangan and Song Wanzhou in shock, then suddenly let out a sob, covered her face and ran away.
"In that case, I won't disturb Han Shaoqing." Song Wanzhou exited holding a lantern.
Gou Er, who was following him, thought he was going back, but suddenly he heard Song Wanzhou say: "Go to Jinxiu Alley."
Gou Er was a little stunned, but he heard Song Wanzhou say: "Some people are disobedient to discipline, and their handle must be firmly in hand."
It's almost the third night, and the alleys in the capital city are bright and dark.
There are four or five families living in Jinxiu Alley, and one of them has a wooden sign with the character "Han" hanging on it.
The people living inside must have been asleep, in the dark.
Gou Er was about to knock on the door, but Song Wanzhou asked him to climb the wall and enter.
Song Wanzhou didn't wait long before Gou Er climbed over the wall and came out: "Something's not right inside. Not only is there no one, it's also empty. There should be account books for loan sharking, but it's so clean inside that it looks like it's been ransacked."
Song Wanzhou frowned and asked Gou Er to climb over the wall again and open the courtyard door.
It was indeed empty inside, and it didn't look like it had been unoccupied for a long time, but rather like it had just left.
Song Wanzhou said: "Maybe I went to the wrong place. Let's go look at other houses."
A cautious person like Han Liang'an would not hang out with the word "Han" in such a big way.
He was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly noticed a chestnut beside the window. There was a hole in the chestnut, and it looked a little mushy on the outside, as if it had been roasted.
It's almost dawn, but Song Wanzhou hasn't come back yet.
Qin Xiangxiang lay on the table and slept in a daze for several times before hearing the door suddenly open. Song Wanzhou, with a livid face, kicked the table: "Ms. Qin is very good at scheming."
Qin Xiangxiang's eyes were sleepy and slightly red: "What's wrong with Crown Prince Song?" The spring night was slightly cold, and she slept without a quilt. She seemed to have caught the cold again, and her voice was a little nasal.
Song Wanzhou stared at her fiercely: "Did you arrest the person who placed the usury money for Han Liang?"
Qin Xiangxiang took a breath: "Han Liang's loan sharking? Isn't he an official of the imperial court? Or the young minister of Dali Temple. How dare he know the law and break it?"
Song Wanzhou sneered: "Don't pretend to be confused here. Han Liangan's concubine is not your spy at all. Anyway, since Madam Qin doesn't want to surrender, let Madam Qin try the feeling of losing a loved one."
Qin Xiangxiang also smiled.
She slowly raised her hand and rubbed her cold cheek: "Ji Ge'er is no longer Ji Ge'er."
