Now that the big things have been done, the jade belt has been obtained, and the spiritual energy in the space in his hand is abundant, Zhan Qingyue is naturally happy to go back.
Almost two days before their departure, the memorial that Yu Liang Baili sent secretly and urgently had also reached the hands of the Holy Emperor.
The Holy Lord looked at the piles above, and he was horrified. Almost at this moment, his anger reached its peak.
But then I thought about it, and suddenly realized that King Jing had been strong for a long time, and now he suddenly unleashed it, so he had to resort to some means to harm people. Maybe it was another trick.
The Holy Spirit thought of this, and the anger in his heart relaxed slightly.
However, if this matter was not handled well, it would probably cause turmoil in the court. The Holy Emperor did not dare to be careless. He fiercely put away the folder and threw it on the table. The old eunuch who was waiting next to him saw this and quickly came forward. , poured a cup of tea,
"Go ahead and tell me that as soon as County Lord Zhan and Mr. Han return to Beijing, they will be imprisoned immediately and obey their orders. I will personally try the case."
The eunuch in charge hurriedly went down to deliver the message.
When they left Beijing, a large number of convoys moved at a very slow speed. Now that they have returned to Beijing, they travel much faster with light equipment.
But they never thought that as soon as Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun stepped into the capital for the first time, a group of imperial guards immediately surrounded them.
"Emperor, Zhao said, the Lord of Zhan County and Han Yiyun went south this time to control the floods and made great contributions. However, framing the heirs of the royal family should not be underestimated. The title and title of Zhan Qingyue are now taken back, Han Yiyun's official position is taken away, and they are immediately taken into custody. Prison in heaven, awaiting trial.”
Faced with this sudden situation, Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun's heads were buzzing.
But the two people quickly realized that it seemed that the people in the capital already knew about Prince Jing, but they didn't know yet that Prince Jing had faked his death.
The two of them looked at each other, their expressions a bit unhappy.
Just now, I was thinking about how to hand over the Book of Wanming to the Holy One, but now I have become a prisoner in just a moment. This is unacceptable no matter what.
Until he entered prison, Zhan Qingyue was thinking about how to save himself and how to solve the matter perfectly without involving others.
Prince Jing must be behind this, it must be him!
But it's useless to say this now. Looking at the iron bars in front of me, the whole cell is cold, damp and dark, and exudes the smell of corruption. I don't know how many stains were stained on the quilt alone.
Zhan Qingyue found a place with plenty of straw and sat down slowly. Han Yiyun in the next cell looked at Zhan Qingyue with a thoughtful frown.
"Yueyue, are you afraid? Maybe we won't be able to get out this time."
They say that being with a king is like being with a tiger, and it is indeed true. They just went south to control the water, and became prisoners when they came back. Speaking of which, the days of wandering on the sea are still very comfortable.
Listening to his concerned words, Zhan Qingyue pursed her lips and smiled bitterly.
"Brother Han, we are both locked in a cell right now. We can't do anything. Let's wait and see what happens and conserve our strength. We don't know what the jailers will do to us."
Although this is the Tianlao of Dali Temple, no matter where the Tianlao is, there will always be such dirty people. I hope they can suffer less physical pain.
She had just thought about it for a while when a group of people immediately rushed into the cell next door.
"Master Han, I haven't seen you for a long time. I never thought that one day you would come to Dali City and ask me to look at you with admiration. However, business is business and this is not a place where we can be polite."
The visitor's proud look almost reached the top of his head, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't be able to see it.
Han Yiyun looked at the person in front of him coldly. Naturally, he knew that this person had a problem with him, and he must not be able to gain anything from him.
"As the Minister of Dali Temple, if you have anything you want to ask, just come directly. There is no need to be arrogant in front of me. This matter is strange. I think you will enforce the law impartially, sir? "
Han Yiyun looked at the marble in front of him with interest, not afraid of his power at all.
The Dali Temple Qing looked at him, who was still neither humble nor arrogant, and his heart was filled with anger, and he stared fiercely.
"Bah, why are you so stubborn? You still think you are the number one scholar and Mr. Han. Now even if your father comes, he still can't save you. If someone comes, take him away."
After he finished shouting with bared teeth, two jailers immediately swarmed over, one on the left and one on the right, holding Han Yiyun up and dragging him away.
Zhan Qingyue waited anxiously for a whole day and night, but did not see the group of people put Han Yiyun back. His heart was in his throat.
Early that morning, a jailer came with a plainly dressed little woman with an expressionless face.
"Sister-in-law of the Zhan family, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I only give you half a stick of incense. If the superiors find out, they will be beheaded. You hurry up and don't hurt us."
The little woman was extremely grateful, took out a bag of golden melon seeds from her arms and stuffed it into the jailer's hand.
"Thank you for being so accommodating, brother. I'll have a nice chat with my sister right now."
Zhan Qingyue heard the familiar voice at the cell door, quickly raised her head and looked at the little woman in front of her seriously.
But surprise flashed across her eyes, and her face still had that ashen expression.
When the jailer walked away, the little woman put her hands on the cell door and looked at Zhan Qingyue in the cell with a worried look on her face.
"Sister Qingyue, I came to see you. You are really wronged. You have just entered the capital and are now in this situation."
Zhan Qingyue looked at the little woman in front of him and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Sister Crown Princess, why did you come to see me at this time? Don't let those villains discover you. Prince Jing is very capable. Maybe there is his spy in Dali Temple."
The princess sighed helplessly after hearing this.
"I guess they have known for a long time. All this was done by that group of people. Even my husband has been banned. On the day you returned to the capital, things were really bad. Now I don't even think about it. Now you know who to ask for help.”
My husband's two right-hand men had already entered, and the boss was so blind that he couldn't even figure out who to look for.
Zhan Qingyue lowered her eyes and rolled her eyes again and again.
"This matter is really tricky right now."
Zhan Qingyue held her chin and walked around the cell, thinking carefully.
The Crown Princess, who was familiar with him, naturally knew that she was thinking, and it was not good to come forward to disturb her easily, so she could only look at her with worry on her face.
"Sister Crown Princess, this is a trap, done by Prince Jing."
