Han Changmu tugged on his hair bun abnormally, showing a weak and helpless look for the first time: "How could I save her? I saved her twice, in the same wall, he will not forgive me in the same wall."
Xie Mengxia knew that this hurdle had been looming in Han Changmu's heart for a long time, and it could not be eliminated with just a few words. He suppressed his usual amusement and said seriously: "Jiuchao, when the incident happened, she was only a few years old. My child, your hands are clean, you didn’t hurt anyone by saving her, you really don’t have to blame yourself.”
Han Changmu is a smart and perceptive person. He just got into trouble for a while. As long as he is willing, he can figure it out.
He took a gentle breath and let out all the frustrations in his heart. His voice was low and full of reluctance: "Yes, speaking of it, she is also an innocent person."
Xie Mengxia patted Han Changmu's shoulder and saw that his eyes were blurred and he was a little drunk, so he helped him lie down, pulled back the brocade quilt and covered him, and sighed softly: "If Tongbi knew that you were suffering so much, why would you? I will never forgive you."
That night, many people tossed and turned and had difficulty sleeping, but Han Changmu, who was drunk, had a good night's sleep.
Han Changmu woke up as the morning light began to rise. He was stunned. He suddenly sat up, lifted the curtain and looked out the window.
The branches that slanted out under the window were covered with green leaves at some point, and they were dense and cute, which was refreshing.
He hurriedly kicked off his shoes, put on his clothes, tied his belt and walked out, when he bumped into Jin Yu who came in with a copper basin.
Jin Yu hurriedly stabilized the surging wash water, placed it on the wash stand, and said: "Your Majesty is awake, wash up quickly."
Han Changmu tied up his hair hastily and poured a handful of warm water on his face. Most of the alcohol had dissipated. He glanced at the bright sky outside and asked, "Master Leng, are you awake?"
Jin Yu nodded: "I'm awake. I'm already eating the morning meal. I said I'm waiting for the crown prince to enter the palace together."
Han Changmu slowed down the movement of twisting the handkerchief, and the water on the handkerchief splashed into the basin, splashing water all over the floor.
He thought for a moment, threw the handkerchief back into the copper basin, and said quietly: "Change your clothes and enter the palace immediately. Don't disturb Yun Gui."
Jin Yu didn't know what was going on, but his advantage was that he could do whatever the prince asked him to do, and he would do whatever he asked without asking a single word.
He quickly brought his official uniform, arranged a car at the side door, and the group quietly left the mansion and headed straight for the palace.
When Han Changmu was getting closer and closer to the palace, Leng Linjiang was still eating the morning meal slowly in the flower hall. Han Changmu's late rise did not seem strange to him at all. After all, Han Changmu had been so stimulated last night that he could only sleep if he could. Weird things, being lazy for a while is normal.
Han Changmu is a fourth-rank court official and a close minister of the emperor, but he does not participate in military and state affairs. He does not need to go to court on weekdays. When something happens, he can just hand in a sign to see the saint.
When he arrived at Chengtianmen, he was just in time to catch up with the court meeting and the courtiers came out in twos and threes.
When these people saw Han Changmu, who was dressed in strict official uniform, had an evil look on his face, and walked like a tiger, their expressions suddenly changed, and they avoided him like a snake or a scorpion.
"This is King Han. He looks like he wants to eat people."
"Whoever offended him is so unlucky."
"Eating people, Han King of Hell goes crazy, that is much scarier than cannibalism."
"Shhhh, you still dare to gossip about him, you don't know, even Mr. Jiang Ge has fallen hard in his hands."
"What the hell, Mr. Jiang Ge."
"Tell me, tell me what's going on."
"Jiang Ge Lao had an extra room, but he was treated as a thief. However, Jiang Ge Lao was afraid of his wife and did not dare to cause trouble to him, so he had to drown this bitter water. He thought that this would be the end of it. It happened, who would have thought that he was so insidious that he actually revealed the matter to Mrs. Jiang. But even Jiang Ge, who was a very old man, had eaten pickle dumplings for several days and slept on a hard bed for several days. My old waist is almost falling apart."
This man spoke vividly, and even the details were extremely clear. Naturally, he believed most of it. Looking at Han Changmu's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little more wary.
Unknowingly, a large area of uninhabited land appeared beside Han Changmu.
He didn't look sideways, but he was aware of all the whispers and changes around him. He walked over with a sarcastic smile on his face, and looking at the looks in these people's eyes, the saint's plan was beginning to bear fruit.
As usual, Emperor Yong'an met Han Changmu in the study. After hearing his reply, Emperor Yong'an slapped the desk with his hands, his face turned livid, and he cursed angrily: "Damn, damn, damn, you dare to harbor a traitor to the imperial court. I order you to quickly capture Wang Gui’s uncle and nephew, interrogate them strictly, and kill all their members no matter what means you use.”
Han Changmu received Emperor Yong'an's accurate words and looked solemn: "Yes, Wei Chen has received the order, but Concubine Li's place..."
He hesitated to speak.
Emperor Yong'an had a cold face and said to Gao Fuguo: "Go and tell Concubine Li, just say it's what I want."
Gao Fuguoying claimed yes, turned around and went to the inner palace.
Han Changmu also received the order from Emperor Yong'an and gathered all the people from the Internal Security Department. He Zhenfu led a team of people straight to Changlefang, and he himself led a team of people to Chongyifang.
As soon as Han Changmu left, a tall figure walked out from behind the screen. It was Liu Shengsheng, the general of the Beiya Forbidden Army. He stood firmly aside, his eyes lowered and silent.
Emperor Yong'an took an inconspicuous box on the desk and took out something inside. He stroked it gently with his hand and smiled thoughtfully: "Lao Qi is a loyal person. I presented this thing to you." This is a great achievement. If we can sort out the affairs between Wang Gui, uncle and nephew, I can agree to her request and prevent her from being rotated into the Death Guard."
Liu Shengsheng replied calmly: "It is the duty of the imperial army to serve His Majesty. Lao Qi does not dare to have any conditions. Your Majesty is trying to disgrace Lao Qi."
Emperor Yong'an laughed sadly: "Rewards and punishments can make people more loyal and reverent." He paused: "Go and judge it yourself. I want to see what they are planning." ?”
As soon as Han Changmu arrived at the gate of Chongyifang, he heard noisy shouts.
Looking far away from the horse, in the gradually brightening morning sun, bursts of thick smoke as black as ink rose, and the wind carried the ashes and swirled them away in the air.
Han Changmu's expression changed, and he pointed his whip at the place where the smoke was billowing: "Is Wang Gui's mansion in that direction?"
One of the people accompanying him was Wang Gui's young apprentice, who often came in and out of his residence. He came to assist the Internal Security Department in the search on Gao Fuguo's order.
He was a little scared at first, but when he heard Han Changmu's cold words, he staggered and fell off his horse in fright. He held his waist and said tremblingly: "Yes, it is the prince's mansion. It has been there for a long time." ."
Han Changmu was shocked, shouted loudly, whipped his horse and galloped away.
He was galloping through the streets and alleys, but before he even got close, he was taken a step back by the pungent smoke, and the crackling sound of overheating resounded through the sky.
The headman and the villagers rushed back and forth in panic, pouring bucket after bucket of water into the fire. The fire was burning fiercely. The water poured in was just a drop in the bucket, and the skin was still sore from the heat wave.
Han Changmu looked up at the mansion immersed in blazing flames. The plaque hanging high on the lintel hit the stone steps with a "clack".
Deafening shouts and fire-fighting sounds came from the mansion. A loud noise was accompanied by a scream. It seemed that a house had been burned down by fire, and dust with sparks billowed up.
Jingzhao Mansion and Wuhou Pu both got the news and brought their manpower to put out the fire.
He Denglou saw Han Changmu at a glance and hurriedly came over to salute: "Young Envoy, Sir."
Han Changmu recovered from the shock and glanced at He Denglou: "Please help Jingzhao Mansion and Wuhou Pu put out the fire quickly. I have an imperial decree to go in and capture Wang Gui."
He Denggou's heart trembled. He knew very well whose mansion this was and who lived here. He didn't dare to neglect at all and made arrangements in a hurry.
Han Changmu stood on the edge of the fire field with his hands behind his back, and the billowing heat wave almost burned his clothes.
He Denglou had just arranged to put out the fire when a government official rushed to him, wiped the sweat from his face, and said loudly: "Boss, there is also a house in Changlefang that has been flooded. Wuhoupu asked us how many people we can borrow." ."
He Dengglou's expression changed, and he cursed: "What a damn bad luck, how can there be any manpower? It's not a dry day in spring, why are there two houses in a row? What a damn evil nature. "
Han Changmu heard the words Changlefang, walked over in a hurry, and asked eagerly: "Changlefang, which house caught fire?"
The yamen servant was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale, and he had a sudden thought: "Yes, it's the family that held the wedding yesterday. It said its surname is Wang. Yes, it's the Wang family. The head of the family is in charge, from the household department."
At this point, Han Changmu didn't understand anything anymore. The fire was not an accident, but a plan.
Instead, he calmed down and didn't have too much hope for putting out the fire. Since it was a premeditation, all the evidence had been eliminated long ago. Whether the fire was put out or not was not that important.
He believed that everything he walked through would leave traces, and as long as someone took action, he would be able to see the clues.
He took a few steps back, retreated to the outer edge of the heat wave, and looked at the fire scene expressionlessly.
He Denglou's mind was filled with lawsuits and he had no energy to discern Han Changmu's thoughts. After thinking about it, he decided to allocate a few people to the yamen servant and ask him to take him to Changlefang to help Wuhoupu put out the fire.
Han Changmu concentrated for a moment, then suddenly turned around and asked Jin Yu in a low voice: "When you got up in the morning, did you see Yao joining the army?"
Jin Yu was stunned for a moment: "I didn't see it, but when my subordinates went to ask Yao Canjun to have breakfast, she said no, she was a little tired, and she wanted to sleep for a while."
Han Changmu's face darkened: "Are you sure you heard Yao Canjun's voice?"
Jin Yu nodded: "My subordinate is sure."
Han Changmu's face was gloomy and he thought for a moment: "When you go back home now, no matter what excuse you use, you will see Yao Canjun himself."
Jin Yuchen claimed so, got on his horse and galloped away.
