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Chapter Fourteen

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    Just after Bailu passed, the decree came down. As expected, Tang Shi was dismissed from his post and ransacked his home, and was immediately taken to the capital to await trial.

    The Holy Majesty was originally the vassal king who went north to force the palace to ascend the throne in the name of "the side of the Qing emperor". Naturally, rebellion is the most taboo in this life, but anyone who has anything to do with King Ning will have almost no good end and will not be easily tolerated.

    However, the members of Jinyiwei, who lost Liu Wenyuan, made up for their mistakes by mistake and survived.

    Confiscating a house is a lucrative job, and most of the officials who take on this job can make a fortune. For a while, the Tang family was turned upside down.  I didn't miss it, and searched for it like digging three feet.

    Valuable and worthless are all recorded.

    But what surprised Yang Jin was that he searched all over the Tang Manor, but he couldn't find any tool for mixing herbal medicine. So where did the drug used by Tang Shi come from?

    There will be no one to do the work without oil and water. Jinyiwei and the local government are lazy, and no one intends to investigate further, so even if the case is solved, they and their party will be transferred from the official post to the Baihu House in Guangling for a temporary stay.

    It's almost mid-autumn, with dead leaves flying outside the window, and sparrows passing by in the desolate and boundless sky.

    Yang Jin was crouching in front of the desk writing a notebook, dipped his pen in the ink, and was disturbed by the sound of footsteps in the courtyard, so he glanced downstairs.

    The pursuit of Liu Wenyuan this time has already delayed a lot of time on the road. Seeing that the house was searched, Zhao Qing called everyone to pack up their things and take the suspect to prepare to leave for Beijing. The whole guard was very busy with people coming and going.

    He looked at it for a while, then retracted his gaze and continued to write.

    In addition to the memorial, he also had a letter by his hand, which was sent back to the capital. His father and elder brother had always been very concerned about this case.  From going south to Guangling, Yang Jian had sent two or three letters from his family to inquire about the situation. Since he had put aside his official business for a long time, he had no time to reply until today.

    Liu Wenyuan is dead, Tang Shi is arrested, everything seems to be logical, and the case seems to have come to an end.

    But for some reason, Yang Jin always feels that this Guangling City is not as peaceful and peaceful as it appears on the surface.

    Who is the person Tang Shi said will protect him?

    King Ning deliberately rebelled, and he will never be unprepared. Could it be that someone in Beijing cooperated with him internally and externally?

    There are also hauntings that are widely spread in the city, a certain band with a hidden secret, and a certain person

    Like many things, what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg.

    After hesitating for a long time, Yang Jin wrote in the last line of the document:

    Stay for a few more days and not return to Beijing.

    *

    The team escorting Tang Shi was on the road soon. Zhao Qing was the chief imperial envoy for this trip to the south.  There are people in the hut.

    But Tang Shi himself was not flustered, his expression was indifferent, he was calm, and he had the leisure to look at the scenery from time to time, saying that he didn't look like a prisoner, but seemed like some important person came out to visit the mountains and rivers.

    ?After traveling day and night like this, I arrived at Bailipu on the day of the autumnal equinox. As the name suggests, there are no villages or shops in the front and no shops in the back. There are mountains and rivers in the distance, and there is only such a resting restaurant for tens of miles.

    A group of about ten brocade guards booked all the guest rooms in the store. In the room where Tang Shi was imprisoned, in addition to two guards outside the door, there were also people in the room who were constantly watching, never leaving.

    The rain started to get worse after nightfall, and it hit the eaves like a pour, which made the candles in the house flicker.

    Tang Shi is writing something on the table. Although he has been dismissed, he has not yet been tried and sentenced. With his status, he is not tied up at the moment, so there is nothing wrong with having two hands free to write and write.

    Sitting beside him was Jin Yiwei, who was in charge of watching him, holding a knife and yawning constantly.

    It is not without reason why Tang Shi is confident.

    He knows that a certain adult in the capital will definitely protect him, otherwise everyone will be prosperous and everyone will be damaged, and no one will be able to retreat unscathed, so he is not worried, eats, drinks, sleeps, and calms down.

    After writing a piece of paper, Tang Shi put down his pen, nodded at the Jin Yiwei with a considerate smile and said: "My lord has worked hard, it's getting late, let's go to bed now."

    So he turned off the lights, he slept on the bed, and Jin Yiwei stood guard beside the bed.  Prisoners lie down and officials sit down. This kind of treatment is rare in ancient and modern times.

    In the middle of the night, it was raining and stormy, with lightning and thunder.

    Clear tree shadows were reflected outside the window at the same time as the thunder struck, but such a large formation did not prevent the two people in the room from sleeping.

    Tang Shi fell into a deep sleep, and Jin Yiwei rallied his spirits, but his mind wandered too far.He played, the hem of the clothes bloomed like flowers, and the charming eyes were breathtaking.

    There are so many viewers below, they can hardly take their eyes off them.

    There are very few barbarians coming and going in Guangling City, it seems that Fengxian Lefang has spent a lot of money this time.

    Mrs. Zhou stood upright with her arms around her chest. The maid next to her looked around and said to her in a low voice: "It's almost these people."

    Looking around, there are all young girls and teenagers, who look so young that no one can see them.

    With a somewhat smug expression, she sneered softly: "He heard that Yulou has been the only family for so many years, and it's time to move its position."

    With such a commotion, there was no need to do business, and most of the people in the building gathered around the door to watch.

    Before Wen Qian approached, the strong tune and tight rhythm of the music had reached his ears.

    Across the crowd, I happened to see Mrs. Zhou on the opposite side looking here with contemptuous eyes.

    Wen Qian looked at her as she walked down the steps, tilting her head calmly, with a cold and provocative smile on her lips when she raised her eyebrows.

    A group of young and energetic teenagers were stomped on their heads and bullied like this. They were full of anger, but they didn't dare to show their strength. Seeing her suddenly, they seemed to have found their backbone in an instant, and they all embraced her.

    "Senior Sister!"

    "Senior Sister, you are finally here."

    While speaking, the orchid twisted her waist and winked at the audience, and the crowd seemed to explode in an instant.

    You Yue took Wen Qian's hand, turned her head and pouted her lips in disbelief, "Coquettish haven't you seen a woman? Please be called Hu Ji, what a skill."

    "Then what should we do now?" Someone expressed concern, "Should we dance this kind of music?"

    "Except for senior sister, no one can dance"

    ?If you don¡¯t dance, you¡¯re showing weakness. If you dance, you¡¯ll be embarrassing.

    Wen Qian stared at the stage and said humbly: "What are you afraid of, it's not a scourge."

    ? At the end of the song, the brown-haired Orchid came down lightly. Before turning around, she still winked and smiled at the crowd.

    Mrs. Zhou raised her hand to "snap" and took a step forward.

    "I've heard that Guifang's singing and dancing are excellent, and today I'm offering a piece of music to ask for advice. It's the supporting dance of this 'Shanhe Tune' just now, so it's a shame." Even though he said so, Wen Qian was targeted in the next moment.

    "Ms. Wen's dance skills are outstanding, and it's rare to be honored to see her face. Our troupe has played tricks, and this dance probably won't catch your eye." She paused for a while, smiling enchantingly, "I hope I can give you some advice."

    The visitor is not good.

    Someone should realize something.

    "The surname Zhou Piantiao is making trouble at this time, most likely because he heard that the senior sister is unwell, no wonder he is so arrogant."

    "It's despicable"

    "What should I do now? Senior sister can't play."

    There was righteous indignation everywhere.

    Mrs. Zhou did not change her face, but raised her chin and asked persistently, "What do Miss Wen think?"

    To jump, or not to jump.

    "You can't go." Lou Yan reminded in a low voice, "Don't forget your feet"

    Wen Qian didn't pick up Mrs. Zhou's fault, and of course she didn't have the heart to talk to him, but just tidied up her sleeves slowly, her expression remained the same, very indifferent.

    As she grows older, she is much more stable than before. Presumably she will not be caught by such an obvious aggressive method. Lou Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but have a little more praise in her eyes, thinking: "She  In the past, I was angry when I was provoked, but now I can bear this grievance, it is really not easy."

    However, at this moment, Wen Qian stepped back suddenly, flicked his long sleeves aside, and stretched out his hands to make a gesture, as if it was the word "please" drawn horizontally and vertically.

    This action instantly turned Dr. Lou's emotion into naught, as if he had slapped him loudly on the face, he gritted his teeth, and said from between his teeth: "Wen Qian!"

    The latter turned a deaf ear to his warning, and the moment her arm was slowly raised and stopped in front of her chest, she tapped her toes and jumped towards the red drum.

    Yang Jin was standing outside the crowd when he saw Wen Qian spinning up, his clothes fluttering in the wind.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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