Chapter 62

Bai Ya took a pill of the antidote and put away the porcelain bottle. He pointed at the sleeping acupoint and was about to tap it, but saw those deep phoenix eyes suddenly opened.

The man's starry eyes were about to burst into flames, he gritted his teeth, "Idiot, recognize who is your master!"

The white crow was startled immediately, put away his hands and took half a step back in a daze, "Your...Young master?!"

Is this another son?

The fragrance of sleeping lingered in the air, Yao Xuanci secretly waited for this moment for a long time, tried his best to break through the confinement, only this moment of respite.

He resisted the drowsiness that came from the invasion, his sharp eyes slashed across the stunned spectators, and he sternly shouted, "Go away!"

He lost the opportunity and was suppressed by these outhouses, so he could only lurk in secret, waiting for the best opportunity to come.

Consciousness became muddled again, and the eyelids were heavy and uncontrollably closed. Yao Xuanci took advantage of the last trace of sobriety and ordered, "Retract the needle... go out."

Bai Ya was a little hesitant, he was unswervingly convinced of his son, but another son came forward and found that there was no difference between the two of them.

It's just that their own cognitions are different, and they regard each other as enemies.

Which son should he listen to?

The watchman put away the silver needle with a sigh, and rewrapped the cloth bag, "This battle already hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred. For the sake of Yao Shizi's body, it is better not to go too far with the sword."

White Crow thought about it for a while, and decided to hide the matter for the time being, and found an opportunity the next day, so he wrote a letter and ordered someone to send it to the direction of Suzhou.

After the letter left the imperial city, Zheng Guogong pointed out that the officials under Yimen colluded with the bandits, and the evidence of protecting him from robbing the official silver was presented to the emperor.

The evidence was conclusive, no one in the court dared to question it, and even the courtiers solemnly reported that most of the looted gold and silver treasures were used to win over the court officials, and the prince might deliberately signal it to do so.

The evidence of the crime was complete, and Zheng Guogong directly questioned him and sent him to prison. Yao Xuanci, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, was ordered by the emperor to inspect the East Palace.

Yao Xuanci accepted this order, and after leaving the palace, someone sent a message to Xing Yunjing, "Go to Changyun Tower and wait for the Fourth Highness."

The evidence of private salt sales that has been collected secretly for so long should come in handy.

In the darkness of the night, the people of Mocheng had already fallen into a quiet and deep sleep. Watchmen over half a century old carried lanterns in one hand, and held a drum in the other hand, walking in the dark streets at a leisurely pace.

The moonlight in the night sky was dim, barely illuminating the potholed stone road under his feet, Mo Ya came out of the narrow alley with a face full of headaches, and rushed to the inn speechlessly.

Miss Zheng Er is now pregnant, and knowing that she is carrying a royal heir, she began to toss around unscrupulously.

Today, he was going to leave Mocheng with his wife, but the second girl Zheng made himself so angry that he could only ask Mr. Wen to take his wife to Hecheng first, and stay here to deal with the second girl Zheng's affairs.

Mo Ya finally saw the lantern in front of the inn, and heaved a sigh of relief.

The young master said that when the wife goes to Crane City, the guards can be taken away, and there is no need to worry about leaving the second girl in Mocheng. He doesn't want to stay longer for a quarter of an hour. He thought that the wife must have settled in Crane City at this time, so heHurry up too.

Leave overnight!

Mo Ya started to pack his bags when he returned to the inn, and rode on a horse with a simple burden on his back. When he came to the gate of the city, he suddenly saw several guards who were patrolling the city at night holding torches and trotting towards the city in a hurry.

"Quick, quick, grab a bucket and put out the fire! Call a few more brothers, the fire is too big!"

"Damn, which family is so careless in the middle of the night, the cold is unbearable at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, and now it's warm enough to directly burn the buttocks!"

"It seems that someone reported the news when the house next door burned down. It is estimated that the family will not survive."

Mo Ya listened to several passing guards running and discussing, and was slightly curious in his heart, but when he saw the city gate that was about to close, he clamped the horse's belly hard, and listened to the sermon when he was about to drive the horse.

"The fire is burning fiercely and fiercely. Hurry up, there are so many houses in front of and behind Yulin Lane, if they all suffer from it, they will be destroyed!"

Mo Ya immediately reined in his horse, "Whoa!"

He turned his horse's head, "Is Yulin Lane on fire?"

"yes."

Hearing this, a guard slowed down his pace, and when he turned around, he saw a man in black clothes driving a horse, and he passed the torch forward, and he could clearly see the concern in his eyes.

"Brother, don't you have relatives and friends living in Yulin Lane?"

As the guard said, he couldn't help but glanced at the horse Mo Ya was riding, and thought that this horse was a rare top-grade horse.

He was a little greedy, "Brother, if you go over there, why don't you give me a ride?"

Mo Ya was a little hesitant, according to the young master's letter, he would leave the second girl here, and someone would come to take over later, as long as he guarded his wife well.

I don't know who the young master sent to come, whether he has arrived now...

He was afraid that the second girl would run away.

In the end, Mo Ya decided to go back and take a look. He took the guards and drove to Yulin Lane. Only when he arrived did he realize how outrageous the fire was.

It had been less than half an hour since he left, the raging sea of flames almost engulfed the entire alley, the city residents in a state of distress ran out for their lives, the air was filled with scorching heat, the flames were as dazzling as day, and half of the alley was burned rednight.

Mo Ya turned his head, his eyes flicked across the fleeing crowd one by one, carefully examining every face and refused to let go.

Panic, fear, pity and anger... No, Miss Zheng Er was not among these people.

Mo Ya looked at the raging fire again, and suddenly smelled a strange but familiar smell in the air.

He was a little unsure, is this the smell of kerosene lamps?

He can't smell this smell wrong, but the smell can be so strong that it floats here... How much kerosene has been attracted?

He thought for a while, and was about to go to the edge to check, but was stopped by someone, "You silly boy, why are you walking into the fire with your bare hands, get out of the way!"

An older soldier pulled Mo Ya by the arm and pushed it aside. Seeing that his horse was still in place, Mo Ya wanted to bring it over, but he seemed to be aware of it and looked up at the silent eaves opposite.

Four or five shadows that were about to melt into the night squatted on the roof, and several cold and bloodthirsty eyes silently locked on him.

Mo Ya tensed up all over, he was the prince's secret guard.

He shouldn't have come back.

Imperial City, prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

The light in the prison is dim, and the night outside is thick, only relying on a few oil lamps for illumination.

Most of the people here were killed or imprisoned for crimes committed by the government. The not-so-large passage was guarded by jailers with knives at intervals, and low-pitched and constant moans of pain came from the wooden prisons on both sides.

Each wooden prison has a narrow window for ventilation, but at this time the cold wind is howling, and the chill is coming in. The prisoners in the prison are wearing thin prison clothes, covered with the only hemp grass, and shivering from the cold.

A sound of steady footsteps passed in front of them, and some prisoners looked up. A handsome man in a raven blue robe walked towards the depths of the prison expressionlessly, and the jailer followed behind with a key.

"Master Yao, Wen Shilang and Zheng Guogong are in different cells, you should go first..."

The man's voice was low, "Where is Wen Shilang?"

The jailer quickly took two steps to the front of him, and guided him respectfully, "Shilang Wen has pleaded guilty, and now he is being locked up in the southwest corner until the beginning of the spring and exiled. Master Yao will go with his subordinates."

"No, I'm here to see Zheng Guogong."

The jailer quickly changed direction, "The Duke is on the east side."

The cells in the deep east side are different from those outside. Only Zheng Guogong was imprisoned here. The space here is larger, clean and tidy. At least the mattresses are not straw linen, and there is even a long and narrow wooden table.

It's just that it has been reduced to this point, and the better place is always a prison cell.

Zheng Guogong was wearing a black coat and sat in the corner. When he heard something, he moved his ears. He still closed his eyes until the sound of unlocking the lock sounded, and he opened his eyes.

"Why, Master Yao wants to interrogate the old man himself?"

The jailer wisely walked away. Yao Xuanci stepped into the cell, looked down at him with a calm expression, "All the charges are piled on the Duke's mansion, and Zheng Guogong bears it alone, doesn't it feel heavy?"

Zheng Guogong narrowed his eyes slightly. He has been in the court for many years, he is not in a hurry, and the only trace of decadence fades away in an instant.

"The evidence is convincing. These evil deeds are indeed the fault of this old man. One person is responsible for what he does. There is no need for Mr. Yao to make a trip himself to let this old man drag innocent people into the water."

It was revealed that he was careless and confessed the crown prince, and the Duke's mansion could not escape the fate of being ransacked and beheaded.

It was a dead end all the way, Zheng Guogong was thinking about the two grandsons in the East Palace, and his mind was firm.

And Yao Xuanci casually bent his knees and squatted down, looked at Zheng Guogong at the same level, and said in a low voice, "Heaven promised, if you explain it carefully, you can save the lives of the Duke's children and grandchildren."

Zheng Guogong's eyes moved slightly, silently examining the handsome and indifferent man in front of him, as if he wanted to see the truth from his subtle expression.

Seeing his silence, Yao Xuanci knew that the purpose of this trip had been achieved, and immediately got up, "Duke Zheng thinks carefully, the matter has not been completely settled yet, this is the only chance."

He lightly took off his robe, "Wait until the evidence of the other case is handed in, Zheng Guogong will surrender at that time, but it will be too late."

Zheng Guogong's heart moved, and he called the departing man, "What case?"

Yao Xuanci looked sideways slightly, and said calmly, "My lord, think about it, why did I travel back and forth in July and August and was even injured by an arrow?"

He came out of the cell, seemed to remember something, turned around, "By the way, I haven't congratulated the Duke yet."

"I heard that the second girl is pregnant, and the Duke is going to be a grandfather again."

Zheng Guogong was shocked immediately, "Yu'er is in your hands?!"

He leaned on the prison wall to get up eagerly, and rushed over in a loss of composure, "Whose child belongs to, where is she?!"

Before Zheng Guogong rushed over, Yao Xuanci raised his hand to close the cell, and said indifferently through the wooden pillars of the cell, "Zheng Guogong should know who his father is."

"How did you find her?" Zheng Guogong stretched out his long arms and grabbed his sleeve, anxious and angry, "Send her away!"

Zheng Guogong's family members were imprisoned, and Yu'er could not come back.

"I have notified His Royal Highness to send someone to look for her." Yao Xuanci pulled out his sleeves, and with a light push with his beautiful and slender hands, the chain was firmly fastened.

"I'll give Grandpa Guo three days to think about it. I hope that after three days, Grandpa Guo will have a longer conversation with me."

In fact, he has a lot of evidence in his hand, and he has several highnesses to help him. It is useless to have the testimony of Zheng Guogong, but Yao Xuanci wants the prince to know that his strongest shield has finally left him.

After saying that, the crow blue robe quickly left and disappeared into the prison cell.

These three days were extremely tormenting, Zheng Guogong lived through these long three days and three nights like a year, when he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps approaching, he thought it was Yao Xuanci who came as promised.

But he saw four or five jailers coming over to guard outside his cell, holding a big knife in their hands and waiting in full force.

"What are you doing, Yao Xuanci?"

One of the jailors swallowed nervously, "The Imperial City was besieged, the East Palace was forced, Master Yao rescued him."

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