Han Changmu nodded with a solemn expression: "Huo Shaoqing also complained about injustice like this."
Xie Mengxia asked eagerly: "So, how is Yande doing now?"
Han Changmu handed the Minghuang secret edict to Xie Mengxia, with a solemn expression on his face, and whispered in a deep voice: "The sage ordered that this case be handed over to the Department of Internal Security for thorough investigation. Huo Hanshan is currently imprisoned in the prison of the Department of Internal Security. The sage ordered me to receive the secret edict. , Return to Beijing immediately."
Hearing this, Xie Mengxia took a long breath.
It seems that saints are still wise, and they still believe that stupid boy Huo Hanshan can't do such a bold thing, so he urgently summoned Han Changmu back to Beijing and handed the case to the Department of Internal Health for investigation. , then Huo Hanshan must have been framed.
He smiled easily and said: "It seems that my father is still wise. He knows that Yan De has a lustful heart but no courage. He must have been framed."
Han Changmu glanced at Xie Mengxia thoughtfully and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, be careful what you say."
Xie Mengxia clapped her mouth quickly and smiled with a wink.
Leng Linjiang, like Han Changmu, was not so optimistic. His expression was solemn and he slowly rubbed his sleeves with his two fingers. Huo Hanshan had gotten into quite a lot of trouble this time, and it also involved Tubo. If there were any flaws in the handling, it would lead to If the Tubo people are dissatisfied, it is very likely that the war will break out again on the border. If it comes to this, Huo Hanshan will become guilty even if he is not guilty, and he will die if he is not guilty.
He and Huo Hanshan had a life-long friendship, and he could never sit back and watch Huo Hanshan wait for death. He said anxiously: "In this case, what are we waiting for? Let's go, let's go, let's pack our things and set off early tomorrow morning."
Han Changmu shook his head: "There are still things to do here, and His Highness needs you to escort him back to Beijing."
Xie Mengxia was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Han Changmu's sleeve and shouted, "Jiuzhao, what do you mean, you, you won't take us with you."
Han Changmu glanced at Xie Mengxia, opened his hand in disgust, and asked sarcastically: "Has your highness endured the pain of traveling so fast?"
"..." Xie Mengxia curled her lips and was speechless.
Han Changmu smiled faintly, handed the copied roster to Leng Linjiang, and said solemnly: "Yun Gui, I will set off early tomorrow morning. You take Leng Linjiang and the others to bring the Four Saints who are entrenched in Longyou Road. Remove the ancestral hall entrances one by one, then take the prisoners and carefully escort His Highness back to the capital."
Leng Linjiang nodded solemnly: "Okay, I will take care of this matter. But Jiuchao, do you want to return to Beijing by yourself, or should you bring someone with you?"
Han Changmu nodded, patrolled in a circle, and said calmly: "Then, let A Yao come with me."
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously blurted out: "I can't bear the pain of traveling quickly."
Han Changmu glanced at Yao Yao, raised his eyebrows and said, "Really?"
Yao Yao snorted, turned his head away, and ignored Han Changmu.
Leng Linjiang saw that Yao Yao was full of malice and hurriedly came out and said, "Let's do it, A Yao. If you clear Yan De's grievances this time, he will owe you a big favor. With their family's In the family, from now on you will be the one who has the best of luck and the best of rain."
Yao Yao grunted: "I don't want wind or rain."
Leng Linjiang raised his eyebrows, showed a flattering smile, and shouted in a protracted tone: "A Yao..."
Yao Yao felt a chill and even his ears trembled three times. He reached out and covered Leng Linjiang's mouth: "Okay, okay, okay, I'll go. Isn't it okay if I go?"
After discussing the matter, Han Changmu went to Yuan Zhengrong and asked him to help prepare for his return to Beijing.
If you want to travel quickly on this road without stopping, you must choose a stagecoach with excellent leg strength and endurance. It is winter again, the weather is extremely cold, and there are heavy snowfalls one after another. It is extremely difficult to travel on the road. All must be prepared to ensure a safe trip.
Yuan Zhengrong, the governor of a state, could handle these things much more smoothly than him, a foreign envoy.
Qingqian also learned that Han Changmu and Yao Yao were returning to Beijing early, but she didn't know the details and didn't want to know. She just had a deep sense of crisis. Even a fool could see what Han Changmu was thinking about Yao Yao. This time when he returned to Beijing, he insisted on having Yao Yao accompany him. She had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
Thinking of this, she thought about it for a moment, then got up and went to Yao Yao's room.
Han Changmu told Yuan Zhengrong his purpose of coming, and also briefly mentioned a few things in the secret decree. He only gave a general outline, and did not mention any important matters. He just handed over his hands politely and said: "I will do it tomorrow." As we set off, Yao joins the army to accompany us, and I would like Governor Yuan to help prepare the fast horses and luggage."
As soon as he heard that Han Changmu was leaving, he didn't have to hang around in front of his eyes to annoy him and make him scared. He couldn't ask for more. Yuan Zhengrong quickly returned the greeting and said with a cheerful smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely prepare everything for the road." I won't hold back Major Ambassador Han." He paused slightly and asked with a slight hesitation: "I wonder how Yao Canjun's riding skills are, she is a girl after all, and I'm afraid she won't be able to control the horse that is too strong."
Han Changmu recalled Yao Yao's dashing elegance on horseback during the battle with the Turks in the Fifth Beacon War, and smiled: "Don't worry about Governor Yuan, Yao Canjun's riding skills are excellent."
Yuan Zhengrong knew what was going on, so he quickly called Chief Shi Jiying in and gave him all the necessary instructions: "Put all the equipment together early in the morning, and make sure there is no mistake."
Ji Ying bowed and said: "I understand my humble position, so go and prepare now."
Han Changmu also saluted politely: "In this case, I will thank Yuan for the governor. I will go back to the other courtyard to prepare."
Although the governor's mansion and the other courtyard are two mansions separated by a high wall, the moon cave door is opened on the wall and a corridor is built to connect the two courtyards, making it very convenient to travel between them.
The corridor in the Governor's Mansion is very ordinary, but the corridor in the other courtyard is built on the lotus pond. The blue waves in the pond have condensed into a thick layer of ice, and the cold air spreads up the winding corridor.
Passing through the heart of the rockery, the view suddenly opened up. The courtyard without any greenery seemed particularly sparse and empty.
Han Changmu thought slowly while walking.
The most difficult thing about Huo Hanshan's matter this time was not how to clear his grievances, but how to calm the anger of the Tibetan envoys.
Honglu Temple had to worry about negotiating with the Tibetan mission and quelling the consequences of this incident. Originally, it was not Han Changmu's turn to intervene.
But I don’t know what happened in Beijing, and I don’t know how the minister of Honglu Temple communicated with the Tibetan envoys. The secret decree just mentioned that the Tibetan envoys avoided seeing them, and ignored the matter.
What made Han Changmu even more confused was that the saint attached a letter to the secret edict. In a few words, he made it clear that Chen Xian, the young minister of Honglu Temple, would temporarily appease the Tibetan envoys. This matter would be revealed after Han Changmu returned to Beijing. Then he handed it over to Han Changmu to cook.
After thinking for a moment, he understood the saint's intention.
Tubo borders Jiannan Road. The Han family has guarded Jiannan Road for generations, establishing an insurmountable natural barrier for the Dajing Dynasty. He had also met the Prince Daishan in the Tubo mission several times. We also fought on the battlefield.
He understood what the saint meant. Prince Daishan was his defeated general, so when facing him, he probably had a kind of fear in his heart. He even coaxed and threatened him, so the matter was put to rest.
A saint is a saint, and his kindness and power are perfect.
He thought about it and walked forward slowly, and unknowingly passed by the door of Yao Yao's room. A sad and gentle voice came from behind the ajar door. He suddenly stopped and started eavesdropping. activities.
"Miss A'yao, these are the clothes the young master usually wears and the tea he likes to drink. Miss Lao A'ao will be waiting for the young master along the way."
"I can't bear such a big responsibility. Miss Qingqian should take care of it by herself."
Listening to this sarcastic hum, Han Changmu frowned slightly, holding his breath for fear of alarming the people in the room, and continued to listen.
"Miss A'yao is a capable person. Unlike the maid who is a useless burden and will only hinder the young master, the maid sincerely asks Miss A'ao to serve the young master. When she returns to the capital one day, the maid will definitely act like a cow." Ma, repay Miss Ayao."
"No, for such a big reward, I'm afraid of being struck by lightning. Miss Qingqian, please come back."
"Miss Ayao, this servant is sincere."
Through the door, Han Changmu could imagine Qing Qian's sadness and Yao Yao's ridicule just from this exchange.
He couldn't figure out why Yao Yao was so aggressive in the face of such innocent and weak kindness.
He raised his eyebrows, was he jealous, or was he jealous?
Han Changmu opened the door without hesitation and had a panoramic view of the expressions of the two people in the room.
I saw Qing Qian standing respectfully, with her head lowered, and the faint afterglow of dusk fell on her body. She was so timid and heart-wrenching, and a clear tear in the corner of her eye shimmered, making her look particularly pitiful.
But Yao Yao was sitting on the kang carelessly, her proud face full of indifference and impatience. When she saw Han Changmu come in, she was stunned for a moment, but did not get up. Instead, she immediately started to sneer.
Han Changmu walked slowly to Yao Yao and said calmly: "Qingqian is my concubine after all. She should have a seat in front of you."
Yao Yao said "ha", stretched out his hand and touched the bed, raised his eyelids, and said sarcastically: "There are no nails on it, and I didn't threaten her with a knife to stop her from sitting down."
Han Changmu felt choked and was already on the verge of getting angry. He pressed again and again, then turned to ask Qing Qian: "It's so good, what are you doing here?"
Qing Qian held up a pile of clothes and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do, so I made a few clothes. Now I can't go back to the capital with you, so I want to entrust the clothes to Miss A'ao and ask her to take care of her." Serve the young master." She took out two pieces of clothes and said with a gentle smile: "Oh, by the way, I also made two middle clothes for Miss A Yao, but," her voice gradually lowered, and she slowly lowered her head, calmly Wanting to cry: "It's just that Miss Ayao just said she didn't like it."
