The night is as cold as water.
In the palace of Prince Rong.
"Your Highness, Sir Zhou Jue, the Minister of Dali Temple, would like to see you!"
When he heard that it was Zhou Jue who came to visit, Song Huan immediately waved his hand: "Please come up quickly, Mr. Zhou."
"yes!"
Not long after, Xiao Lingzi quickly walked into the study with Zhou Jue.
"Your Majesty, Zhou Jue, pays my respects to Prince Rong!"
Song Huan pointed to the chair opposite: "Master Zhou, there is no need to be polite, please get up quickly!"
"sit down!"
"Master Zhou, what was the outcome of yesterday's interrogation?"
Zhou Jue sat down on the chair and then opened his mouth and said: "Back to Your Highness, Wei Chen interrogated Han Yang in person yesterday, but he had a very tough mouth and refused to say anything."
"So Wei Chen sent someone to check his details and found that his wife and children had all moved out of Bianjing a few days ago."
"It seems that this guy must have been instigated by someone, and that person threatened his wife and children, so he didn't dare to say anything!"
Song Huan nodded: "Someone deliberately wants to ruin the reputation of the steel mill and my king, so they bribed these craftsmen."
"Han Yang refused to say anything, but I am not surprised at all!"
Although Song Huan only met Han Yang once, he had a particularly deep impression on him.
This man looked unattractive, but the sinister and paranoid look in his eyes was not seen in the eyes of ordinary middle-aged people.
I wonder if it was precisely because of this that Han Yang was bribed!
However, Song Huan was slightly surprised that Han Yang was able to withstand the punishments of Dali Temple one by one and still keep his mouth shut.
Han Yang was the breakthrough in the whole matter. If he refused to do anything, wouldn't there be no clues to further investigate the matter?
Zhou Jue continued: "However, there is no need for your Highness to be anxious!"
"Although Han Yang refuses to say anything at the moment, Wei Chen has sent people to find his wife and children."
"I believe that after seeing his family, he will no longer be so stubborn!"
Song Huan nodded: "In addition to this method, Mr. Zhou can also investigate and see if any of these craftsmen's family members were sent out of Bianjing a few days ago."
"I have always felt that if someone with intentions was to appoint someone, it would be impossible to only install an informant like Han Yang."
"He will definitely do the same for others and repeat his same tricks!"
"That's right!" After hearing this, Zhou Jue's eyes lit up, "Why didn't Wei Chen think of this method?"
"Weichen will send someone to look for him now!"
"Your Highness, I have to take my leave first!"
After saying that, Zhou Jue immediately stood up, bowed hastily to Song Huan, and went back to Dali Temple to handle the case.
Looking at Zhou Jue's hurried away figure, Song Huan couldn't help but feel funny.
This Zhou Jue is definitely a workaholic!
It's already late at night, but I still haven't forgotten to go back to handle the case!
But precisely because he is such a workaholic, the public security in Bianjing has become better and better since he took office.
Young people, there is a lot to do!
After sending Zhou Jue off, Song Huan had nothing to do, so he simply went to the pond and set up his horse.
Ever since Huo Qi told him the key points of Zamabu last time, Song Huan had to take some time to train a little before going to bed every night.
Although the progress was slow, Song Huan felt like he was sweating profusely after every zama step, as if he had run for ten kilometers.
Every time, Song Huan could clearly feel a warm current coming out of his lower abdomen and slowly flowing to his limbs.
This is probably the feeling of Qi sinking in Dantian and traveling throughout the body!
Although he didn't know if there had been any improvement internally, after this period of practice, Song Huan could clearly feel that his lower body was stronger and he could walk faster and more silently.
The most important thing is that the feeling of grabbing the ground with his fingers every time he walks makes Song Huan feel as if he is a plant rooted deep in the earth. Ordinary disturbances cannot shake him at all.
It seems very good to regard these mind cultivation as exercises to strengthen the body!
As usual, Song Huan still stood on the pile for half an hour and practiced boxing for another half hour.
After a set of practice, Song Huan was sweating profusely, so happy!
Seeing that it was still early, Song Huan had a sudden idea and planned to try the one-leg stance that Huo Qi had mentioned before.
Even though Song Huan's legs were as stable as an old dog's, once he switched to one leg, the situation was a little different.
Song Huan instantly felt that he was swaying this way and that, and it took a lot of effort to straighten his body.
The edge of the pond was already slippery in winter, and Song Huan suddenly switched to one leg, making it even more difficult.
"Not bad, Your Highness, the progress is getting bigger and bigger."
"Fuck!"
Suddenly there was a voice behind him, causing Song Huan to slip and almost fall to his death!
"Grandma, who scares me!"
Song Huan cursed and turned around, only to see Huo Qizheng standing aside, looking at him with a half-smile.
I thought who could be so silent and not even aware of it.
Since it is Huo Qi, it makes sense.
Seeing that Huo Qi's face was full of fatigue, and his normally energetic face was now full of exhaustion, Song Huan realized that he had not seen him for several days.
"Shiwei Huo, I haven't seen you for a few days. What have you been up to?"
"Why do you look so tired? It's like a different person!"
"Could Father have asked you to do an impossible task again?"
Seeing Huo Qi's expression, Song Huan suddenly realized that he seemed to have asked something he shouldn't have asked.
"If it's not convenient for you to answer, just pretend that I didn't ask!"
"I have forgotten that you are not only my shadow guard, but also my father's shadow guard!"
Huo Qi immediately shook his head: "No...it's not what His Highness thinks!"
"My subordinates haven't done much in the past few days, but..."
"It's just that Miss Qiu Ya suddenly lost her family. It was difficult to face this fact for a while, and she lived like a torment every day."
"My subordinates couldn't bear her being alone, so they have been by her side all the time these days, worried that something might happen to her!"
It turns out that Huo Qi, who hasn't appeared in the past few days, went to accompany the girl!
No wonder the leader of the Shadow Guard, who has always been full of energy, is now powerless and at a loss as to what to do!
Seeing that Song Huan's expression was a little subtle, Huo Qi explained repeatedly: "It's not what His Highness thought!"
"I just saw Qiu Ya as an orphan, helpless and helpless. She is really pitiful."
"When she recovers her health, her subordinates will naturally drive her away."
Drive her away?
Can Huo Qi really do it?
Song Huan understood that a shadow guard with a hard heart like Huo Qi would not be tempted by anyone easily.
The reason why he took Qiu Ya in was out of guilt.
But once people become bonded with others, they face the risk of injury.
If Qiu Ya finally learns the truth one day, how will she face Huo Qi?
Song Huan shook his head, laughing at himself for thinking too much about others.
