After dark, Meng Yi returned to the mansion in a dusty way. After running around for a day, he found nothing, which made Meng Yi feel a little disappointed.
He looked a little decadent, but his face softened when he saw his men coming in.
"See my lord."
"how?"
Shugao has been with Meng Yi for many years. Looking at him like this, he knows that things are not going well today.
He had been investigating Zhang Zifang's affairs all day today, so he did not follow Meng Yi to arrest anyone. When he came back just now, he heard someone say that Zhang Zifang had escaped.
He came over immediately, and sure enough he saw that Meng Yi's expression was very ugly.
"My lord, everything has been found out."
"Ran Fang was assassinated in prison. He speculated that it might be related to the Mo family and asked the Gu family to investigate."
"Lord Zhang Hanzhang also knows about this matter and is helping Ran Fang to investigate, but to no avail."
"That Zhang Zifang suddenly appeared, saying that he had met the Mo family, and told the head of the Gu family about Yang Jie's clues, so Zhang Zifang was asked to think about Xianyang Prison."
"The assassination of the young master of the Gu family may also be related to the Mo family, so this Yang Jie is indeed very important. Mr. Zhang is also involved. It is not easy for us to snatch him away."
Meng Yi's face became even more ugly when he heard that Zhang Han was also involved.
No one in the court knew that they were all working for His Majesty and would always secretly compete with each other, so the two of them had never been able to deal with each other.
Now that the person he wanted was taken away by Zhang Han, how could he be willing to do so?
"Where is Yangsuke now?"
"In the Gu Mansion, I heard that he will be taken directly to Xianyang Prison early tomorrow morning."
After Shu Gao finished speaking, seeing that the expression on Meng Yi's face did not change, he continued: "Sir, how about we go to Xianyang Prison tomorrow and eavesdrop on what they say?"
"My subordinates guess that Zhang Han will also go. He is very familiar with Ran Fang. Why don't you let Mr. Zhang ask for clues about the ovary?"
At the mention of Zhang Han, the color on Meng Yi's face turned darker than before.
He glared at Shugao, and he couldn't hide his knife-hungry look.
"What? Do you think I want to bow to that guy?"
Meng Yi had this attitude when it came to Zhang Han, and Shu Gao was also a little helpless.
Obviously these two people are both generals in the court, but they are a little strange in personality. They choked each other several times in the court, and they behaved like enemies.
In fact, from Shu Gao's point of view, Zhang Han was just a little more calm in his work, while his own master was too upright. He felt that the two of them complemented each other quite well.
"Your Majesty, your words are strong."
"Now both things are tied to Yang Jie. What should Ran Fang do if he doesn't let him go?"
This is also the most difficult part for Meng Yi, especially since His Majesty is still facing Ran Fang, and he cannot directly snatch people away.
It’s so frustrating!
"Go to Xianyang Prison tomorrow and listen to what they say!"
"Here." Shu Gao lowered his head and saluted Meng Yi, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, knowing that Meng Yi would eventually have to compromise.
…
The next morning, Ran Fang, Fu Su and a group of inmates shouted in unison in the prison, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, two, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."
Since taking these people to do exercises, Ran Fang has arranged daily exercises in the cell.
Every morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines in, these people begin to exercise with Ran Fang.
The originally lifeless cell now had some human touch.
Although they usually don't talk, they still make a few moves together every morning. Some people's actions are not standard, but it doesn't affect him at all from shouting slogans.
This was the atmosphere that Shugao felt when he came in.
What made him feel most outrageous was that the jailers were standing at the door of the prison, following the movements, and the expressions on their faces were completely different from what he had seen before.
Instead of the fierce look before, it gave people a very comfortable feeling. For a moment, he felt that he was in the wrong place.
Seeing him coming in, the leading jailer immediately changed his eyes, stared at him with an angry look, and asked sternly: "What are you doing?!"
Shugao glanced at the jailer and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this feeling is right.
Thinking about it, he took out Meng Yi's token from his hand with a very rude expression.
"I want a cell, right next to Ran Fang. You can arrange it."
Seeing the token, the jailer's eyes did not become kind, and even looked a little disgusted, as if he felt disturbed by Shu Gao.
The leading jailer waved, and immediately a jailer took the key and walked inside with Shu Gao.
The further he walked in, the clearer the slogan "One, two, three, four" became. Shugao couldn't help but glance at the movements in their hands and found it very strange.
"Let the adults go back and investigate. Are these people under the spell of any witchcraft?"
Thinking in his mind, he walked into the cell and sat down next to Ran Fang. After making sure that he could clearly hear the movement in their cell, he sat there with peace of mind and waited for Yang Jie and Gu Zongmin to come over.
After waiting for an hour, they saw Gu Zongmin and Gu Siyuan bringing Yang Jie with them. Shugao was a little surprised that he didn't see Zhang Han.
As soon as Gu Siyuan entered the cell, he saluted Ran Fang very politely and respectfully, which was completely different from his previous attitude.
"Meet sir."
"Thank you very much, sir, for saving me. Otherwise, I don't know if I could have saved my life."
"From now on, your husband will be my reborn parent. No matter what happens, as long as you give your order, I will do it immediately!"
If Chun Yuxian heard this, he would probably jump to his feet. He was exhausted from the hard work, and in the end he didn't even have a word of gratitude.
Ran Fang looked at him and smiled, but did not take his words to heart. Instead, he focused his eyes on Yang Jie.
"Go, don't be embarrassed!" Gu Zongmin pushed Gu Siyuan, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.
After saying that, he pushed Yang Jie forward again.
The two of them sat on the couch at the same time, no one paying attention to Gu Siyuan who was standing there.
"Sir, this is Yang Jie, and that ballista was made by him."
"But he didn't poison him. I checked his house, and it doesn't look like it was poisonous. There are many gadgets in his house, and they are all very finely made."
Ran Fang believed this. He had said from the beginning that the Mo family was good at making precise instruments, and they would not do tricks that could not see the light of day.
He looked at Yangsuke. There was a sense of arrogance in this man, making it difficult for people to ignore him.
However, this has nothing to do with him, he just feels a little surprised that it is not common for a small Mo family to have such courage.
He gave Fusu a look, and Fusu immediately stood up, took the crossbow cart from the shelf, and placed it in front of Yangsuke.
"Is this ballista yours?"
"Who did you sell him to?"
Yang Jie looked at Fu Su. It was obvious that he did not recognize the person in front of him as Mr. Fu Su, and only regarded him as the boy next to Ran Fang.
Therefore, he glanced at Fusu up and down, and then turned his gaze directly to Ran Fang. There was not much respect in his eyes, and even some disdain.
After staring at the two people for a few seconds, he suddenly raised his head and sneered, "What? If you find someone to do bad things, will you tell him your identity?"
"What's more, do you think those high officials will come to me on their own?"
"I am just a country person. Even if he is really a noble of the court, I would not recognize him."
"I'm afraid I'm looking for the wrong person. Besides, that ballista was just a toy I made casually. I don't know where it was thrown away. If he hadn't come to me, I would have forgotten that I had made this thing."
