Since he is dead, his body cannot remain in the prison.
The torches were swaying, and it was not cold in the May night, but the cooks and food delivery people knelt on the ground inside the wall of this small quadrangle, which actually made people feel very eerie.
Mao Yuwen's face flickered under the firelight. Tian Er and Xu Gang, his two capable men, also arrived at this time.
According to Jin Yiwei's rules, the person kneeling at this moment will not survive.
Mao Yuwen knew that they were not the ones who administered the drug, but in a place like this, Ci did not command troops. Even if he did not administer the drug, he would at least be guilty of negligence. If he was not punished, others would think it was nothing when they saw it, and then there would be no way to lead the team in the future.
"Lock him up first." Mao Tongzhi's tone was calm.
He was very anxious, but this opponent, Mou Bin, was different from the ones he had encountered before. He could no longer be impatient. This was what he kept telling himself in his heart.
"Boss, please forgive me! This matter really has nothing to do with our brothers!"
The sound of banging and banging kowtowed broke the silence in the middle of the night, but everyone knew that it was useless.
Rules are rules.
Especially Jin Yiwei here.
"What to do next?" Tian Er held the handle of the knife and stood sideways.
"Xu Gang, go and inspect the houses of these prisoners again to see if there is anything unusual." Mao Yuwen felt that we should split up, "Tian Er, let's go to Yan's house!"
Someone is definitely not dead yet!
He had no hope of writing official articles from the Ministry of Civil Service.
But Xu Youming might still be alive, because he is at least nominally Yan Song's cousin.
In fact, at this time, candles were already lit in Yan Zhai's room.
In the courtyard outside the main house, a total of six Jinyi guards stood in two rows.
Xu Xueyun had already thought of this one step ahead. Seeing that Xu Youming was still alive, she finally felt at ease.
But in fact, after listening to what Xu Xueyun said, Xu Youming and his son were completely stunned.
After all, he is just an innkeeper and a street gangster. If there was still the novelty of participating in the court, he started to be afraid when he saw blood.
Even Yan Song began to swallow his saliva unconsciously. To put it bluntly, a room full of men is not as good as Xu Xueyun, a woman.
Looking at the pale faces of the three of them, Xu Xueyun said: "Zhan Xiushan's case has reached this situation. No matter which party it is, it is no longer sure where to go. If a person dies, he loses control. My husband and I can't help ourselves. So do you. Likewise, once involved, no one can pretend that nothing happened. The only way is to win His Majesty's trust and have a beautiful marriage."
"These words should not be said by a little girl like me. There is Master Yan in the attendant's room here, and I, a woman, don't understand the important matters in the court. It's just that my master rushed to Beizhen Fusi. But no matter what the outcome there No matter what, I’ll definitely be here soon.”
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"You don't even know what it means?"
Xu Youming said: "The connection between the villain and people like Zhan Xiushan of the Ministry of Finance is that he likes gambling, so he has entangled a group of bad friends with the villain to have some fun or borrow some money. Let's talk about the things he has done. The villain can still explain a few things that are outrageous, such as robbing civilian girls. But if he dies, it will be meaningless."
"As for who he secretly contacted and what more terrible bad things he did, he won't be able to tell the villain!"
Xu Xueyun frowned, this didn't sound like strong words.
"Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that my uncle can live." Yan Song also wanted to clear the relationship between father and son.
It doesn't matter to them, it doesn't matter to you.
"Mrs. Mao, you should go and see the shopkeeper of the Sheng family."
Xu Xueyun took out a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it on the table. "I received the news on the way here. This person died on the way back yesterday."
The three men in the room became even more worried after hearing this.
"Furthermore, the other party is as good as my master in doing things. The basic skill is to be watertight. Shopkeeper Xu may not know it, or he may know it. Generally speaking, when he is not sure, he will kill them all. Moreover, shopkeeper Xu himself is very good. If my master catches me, the other party will think, if he doesn’t know anything, why catch him?”
"So, not killing Shopkeeper Xu is for the sake of Attendant Yan, because among so many people, you are the only one who can go directly to the Holy Spirit to present the memorial."
Xu Xueyun is no longer considered Mao Yuwen. In her opinion, the emperor's intelligence will definitely put some doubts on Mao Yuwen.
But Yan Song didn't understand, "It's better not to cut the grass without removing the roots. What's the point of leaving one person behind when doing such dirty things?"
"This is gambling. Sometimes a person's destiny depends on some luck. Doesn't Yan Shi never think so?" Xu Xueyun kept looking at Xu Youming's face. He was indeed too anxious to pretend, so he could only sigh slightly, "It seems that the other party made the right bet."
"Who is the other party?"
Yan Song didn't get the answer he wanted.
Xu Xueyun just said: "If you don't know, Shopkeeper Xu will suffer a lot next. Although I am a woman and can say a few words in front of the master, but the situation is urgent, he may not listen to me. So..."
"...Even if I knock out Shopkeeper Xu's teeth one by one, he will still knock something out."
When Xu Youming heard this, his legs instantly became weak, and he knelt down tremblingly, "Mrs. Mao, please forgive me! I really don't know who Zhan Xiushan is in contact with on weekdays!"
….
Yan Song also advised: "Mrs. Mao, Your Majesty has made it clear that torture cannot be used without the permission of the Jinyi Guards."
"No, but you can go and ask for an order. Your Majesty can tell the difference between an innkeeper and a court official, which one is more important!"
Wow!
The door was violently opened, and it was Mao Yuwen who appeared. Under the moonlight, his expression was particularly terrifying.
Even Yan Song was worried about this god of death and stood up in a hurry to salute.
Mao Yuwen was a little surprised that Xu Xueyun was here, but he also had a brain. Seeing that there were all living people here, he felt a little relieved.
"master?"
Seeing his serious face, Xu Xueyun shook his head slightly. The last hope in his heart was extinguished. Mou Bin was really desperate.
"I've met Mao Tongzhi."
"No need to be polite." Mao Yuwen pulled the scimitar from his waist and put it on the table, then put it down.
All three men's eyes trembled, and they didn't dare to express their anger.
"Everyone must already know the matter."
Xu Youming began to beg for mercy again, "Sir, I really don't know who else Zhan Xiushan is in contact with!"
Mao Yuwen interrupted him directly, "Huai, what do you mean?"
"What Huai?" Xu Xueyun had a clue when he heard it.
"I have no idea."
I don’t know what it means. You said this yourself.
"Huai?" Xu Youming repeated in a daze.
"What Huai, or Huai what, give me one word. You live. This was the last word Zhan Xiushan said."
Yan Song also urged him upon hearing this, "Hurry up, what are you talking about?"
"Huai, Huai, Huai... Huai what, Huai what..." Xu Youming was so anxious that he suddenly clapped his hands hard, "Pregnant?! Zhan Xiushan has a concubine who is pregnant!"
"Pregnant?"
Mao Yuwen and Xu Xueyun looked at each other.
There's no fucking use for this.
Could it be that Zhan Xiushan was thinking about his unborn child before he died?
Well...it can be explained. But it doesn’t seem to make much sense to them?
However, Yan Song's eyes were shocked and he slapped the table, "It's Huai!"
However, halfway through the words, he did not dare to speak anymore.
The last word was suppressed hard.
There is a Huai King in Jiangxi! Could it be related to King Huai!
But when it comes to Zongfan, he would never dare to say anything wrong. If he says something wrong, it will be framed.
Mao Yuwen narrowed his eyes, "What is Huai? Why didn't Mr. Yan say anything?"
"No...it's nothing. Maybe I made a mistake."
"Did you make a mistake, or do you dare not say it?" Xu Xueyun curved his lips and smiled, "Master, you should thank Mr. Yan."
There is nothing he dares to say.
If you think about it following this logic, it is actually not difficult to guess.
Mao Yuwen understood it and said, "Thank you, Attendant Yan, and say goodbye!"
After saying this, the group of Jin Yiwei left the house in a hurry.
The wooden door shook quietly under the moonlight, and Yan Song was dumbfounded.
Snapped!
This is a slap he gave himself!
He is remorseful.
He had been extremely careful, but the people in the court were really sneaky.
Mao Yuwen asked Mou Bin to come to him because of his arrogance. Mou Bin did not follow his path and chose to counterattack because of his own selfishness. Today, Mao’s Chinese words of thanks to Mr. Yan are still thoughtful!
As soon as he said this, Yan Song was the one who could say the word "King of Huai"!
No, he can't be so passive.
Yan Song, a new Jinshi, seems a little immature in front of the old fox in the court, but it is impossible to ask people to accept his fate. At the beginning, the emperor's order to him was to take Fang Wen to rescue people, then go inside and kill these people in one fell swoop.
Now the situation has changed drastically, and he has no one to take care of and no one to save him.
In fact, for him, he no longer has to worry about whether to become an official like Wang Hua. After all, he has no friends after being an undercover agent once.
But it seems that at this time he should report to the emperor immediately.
His reasons are also very good. If the errand can no longer be completed, of course he must report it.
But does he want to tell the story about the private fight among the Emperor's Jin Yiwei?
This is another test.
Big beads of sweat began to fall on Yan Song's face. To be honest, he already regretted it. Is it really his life that is miserable?
That Xie Pi will definitely not have such a thing. Even if it does, Xie Ge will always be there, so what does it matter?
But he can't do it. One wrong step will lead to an abyss.
The experience of the past few days made him understand more and more that the court seemed calm, but the wind and waves were strong inside, and it would definitely not work if he was too weak. He must find a way to change this situation, at least find a backer.
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