Every member of the Qiao family has practiced the "Martial Spirit Holy Rhinoceros Secret", so they can intuitively sense each other, which makes sense.
"Senior Qiao Senlin..." Fang Yuan stammered and wanted to speak, but Qiao Mu waved his hand.
Fang Yuan and Qiao Senlin were not familiar with each other, but Qiao Mu was very familiar with Fang Yuan. He did not want to waste time talking and went straight to the point:
"I have already investigated the case of my cousin being framed. The people headed by that vicious woman will turn themselves in to the authorities tomorrow..."
Qiao Mu was very busy that night, and the young woman before him was just the first person he met.
There were many extras who forced Qiumu during the day, and they naturally had to pay a price for their frame-up.
It was difficult for Qiao Shuanglin, who was in the game at the time, to take action against them, but it was very easy for Qiao Senlin, an outsider who came back to life.
He could easily find them when they were alone, and through methods such as pretending to be a ghost and intimidation, he could break down their mental defenses one by one and make them confess their crimes.
His purpose in finding Fang Yuan was to make a backup plan through the channel of the Heavenly Prison Jailer.
If the young woman and the others regretted not turning themselves in after daybreak, Qiao Mu would use Fang Yuan's identity to expose their crimes...
"This senior Qiao Senlin is so decisive and powerful..."
After listening to Qiao Mu's statement, Fang Yuan was simply amazed.
Tomorrow morning, the young woman and others will surrender themselves, and Hai Wuya will also exert his strength in the court... Together, perhaps there is hope to shake up the dark curtain, restore Qiao Shuanglin's reputation, and at the same time, have a good fight with the Da Dao Sect behind this tragedy.
Chapter 160 The Truth and Strange News
In the middle of the night, a cool breeze started to blow, rustling the two jujube trees in the yard.
There are two jujube trees standing side by side. The one on the left is slightly taller. Its age is exactly the same as the siblings Fang Yuan and Fang Fang. It was planted specially by Fang's father during his lifetime.
The meaning is that a single tree cannot make a forest, so let these two siblings support each other, just like these two trees set off each other.
At this moment, standing in the night, listening to Qiao Mu talking about his younger sister Fang Fang and Wan Ronghua, Fang Yuan felt at a loss and had an inexplicable chill.
After talking about Qiao Shuanglin, Qiao Mu also told the young woman everything he had learned about Fang Fang.
Qiumu didn't say much, this was his family matter.
Actually, if you think about it carefully, it is true.
When Fang Yuan first re-entered the Fang family's old house, he mentioned his childhood memories, saying that his father planted two jujube trees and his mother planted a small vegetable garden in the corner of the courtyard.
The memories of the past are still vivid, except for his younger sister Fang Fang. The only thing related to her is the two trees planted by Fang's father.
Perhaps, he was obsessed with redeeming the old house, not because he wanted to find his lost younger sister Fang Fang, but because he wanted to regain the family reunion life he had as a teenager.
It's just that a broken mirror cannot be mended, and my younger sister Fang Fang has changed more over the years than Fang Yuan, the diligent martial arts prison guard...
Qiao Mu picked up the calico cat Wuchang in one hand and walked inside. He soon walked away, leaving Fang Yuan alone standing quietly in the cold wind.
... ..
Early the next morning.
Inside a private room at Tianranju, a teahouse in the imperial capital, storyteller Jiang Chen was arguing fiercely with Shun Feng Er.
Wherever there are tide-riders, there is Tingchao Tower. How can such important events in the imperial city be accomplished without the help of Tingchao Tower
But before adding fuel to the fire, there was one thing they had not yet agreed on.
This time, should they tell anecdotes or the truth
In the Caishikou tragedy in the imperial capital, over a hundred people were killed and tens of thousands of people were affected. This was because there was someone who was like an ant trying to shake a tree, using his flesh and blood to block the wind and snow.
Such things are not trivial, especially since most of the disaster victims keep their mouths shut and dare not talk about them.
But they kept silent about it, and the soldiers blocked off the street, which only aroused the curiosity of others and added a bit of mystery.
Since then, there have been many different versions of the Caishikou Massacre, with three or four different versions being circulated in one day... and among them, the name Qiao Shuanglin often occupies a high position in the rumors.
The version that spread the farthest was, of course, the one in which a ninety-year-old man, Qiao Shuanglin, molested a woman in the street, and after being caught, he angrily killed someone in the street, and the disciples of the Da Dao Sect rushed to suppress him... This matter was already considered a strange story.
But Jiang Chen has his own opinion.
"There is something fishy about this matter." Jiang Chen said:
"Since martial artists cannot defeat immortals, then Dao Zhen, the immortal from the Dao Sect, can easily kill Qiao Shuanglin."
"If that's the case, how could the battle between the two have affected such a large area, destroying half of Caishikou and even collapsing the teahouse on the street?"
But Shunfenger just shook his head:
"This matter is very complicated and involves the Immortal Sect. The truth is actually not important. I will just tell the story and the anecdotes honestly and that will be my duty as the Tingchao Tower."
The implication is that he also knows that it is inappropriate, but that it is not important.
But Jiang Chen was obviously quite serious. He clapped his hands. A moment later, a burly man pushed the door open. It was one of yesterday's survivors, "Dragon Claw" Hu Han.
"This incident was indeed caused by two disciples of the Da Dao Sect. People like me, including Qiao Shuanglin, were just passers-by who were affected..." Hu Han recounted.
This made Shunfenger look at Jiang Chen with a new respect.
This person was obviously a newcomer recruited by him, but he grew rapidly after joining the building. Now he has the momentum to be independent. He even found a person involved, Hu Han, without his knowledge.
In fact, this is also the result of a two-way rush.
Jiang Chen wanted to find out the truth of the case, and Longzhua Hu Han was known as a hero after all, so he naturally didn't want to see Qiao Shuanglin take the blame and be splashed with dirty water after his death, so he took the initiative to find the people from Tingchao Tower.
The two hit it off immediately.
"You actually found Hu Han. You've really grown." Shunfenger praised.
Hu Han is not an ordinary fourth-grade warrior. What makes him extraordinary is that he has a famous master.
His teacher, Lu Yanbei, was a famous martial artist of his generation, ranked 30th on the Tingchao Tower Skill List. Even though he was over 80 years old and his energy and blood were declining, he easily defeated a middle-aged second-rank warrior from the imperial court with just a wooden sword.
"But since the truth is like this, we must not act rashly." Shunfenger said calmly:
"Based on my experience, the Great Yan court will also cooperate with the Immortal Sect to cover up this matter..."
"They need someone to take the blame, and the deceased won't stand up to refute it."
This kind of thing happened many times in the past forty years.
At first people were outraged, but later they realized that it was just impotent rage, and it eventually died down.
The reputation of the current Emperor Yonghe for being weak and incompetent has spread among the people, and it is not undeserved.
If the king acts like this, people from all walks of life will naturally follow suit.
Now that the attitude of the top leaders has softened, it would be a bit far-fetched to expect the people to spontaneously resist with love.
"Even the imperial court is most likely preparing to cover up this matter. Do you still want to be the first to take action?" Shunfenger said.
These words left Jiang Chen and Hu Han silent.
Shunfenger can make up stories about the "Top Ten Worst Pants in the World" or "Top Ten Weird Things in the Imperial Capital" at any time without fear of being hated by others... But if the matter is related to the Immortal Sect, he is not allowed to gossip about it.
"The first bird to stick its head out will always die first, just like Qiao Shuanglin." Shunfenger said calmly:
"This world has always been like this. This matter will most likely end up like all the other cases involving the Immortal Sect, and will end in nothing."
Jiang Chen felt his heart sink, and he felt as if he was under a dark cloud and had difficulty breathing.
At this moment.
A young storyteller pushed the door open in a hurry and looked at the people with the sharp ears arguing in the box.
"Something big has happened." The young storyteller had a look of excitement as if he had just eaten a fresh melon.
"There are many people who have come to the government to confess their crimes. One of them is the young woman from Caishikou. She said that she framed the old man named Qiao Shuanglin at Caishikou yesterday..."
"I heard that the Minister of Rites Hai Wuya, who had just been released from prison, drafted a memorial of several thousand words to explain this matter to the current Emperor Yonghe."
At this point, this matter is no longer about Qiao Shuanglin's reputation alone, but about the conflict between immortals and mortals that has been raging in Kyushu for forty years.
Chapter 161: People as chess pieces
The Golden Palace.
Emperor Yonghe, wearing a crown and sitting on the dragon throne, frowned as he looked down at the court officials standing in line in front of the hall. His eyes were a little dazed and his face looked a little haggard, obviously showing that he was thinking too much.
Since he ascended the throne, most of the things that made him worry were related to the Immortal Sect.
And what he was thinking about today was the same.
Two disciples of the Da Dao Sect who were in the foundation-building stage fought at Caishikou in the imperial capital. The aftermath affected hundreds of people and turned it into a tragedy.
You have to know that this is the imperial capital. Such a good show has obviously caused great loss of face for the court and Emperor Yonghe...
If he were twenty years younger, he might have been so angry that he would have demanded an explanation from the Da Dao Sect.
But he is over 40 years old, and as the emperor of this dynasty, he should not act on impulse.
Ever since he pulled out the Human King Sword, he felt that he held the bargaining chip, and the attitudes of the nine major immortal sects were significantly different from before, and they appeared to be more restrained... Especially the Xuantian Sect, which was targeted by the eight major immortal sects.
Emperor Yonghe felt that he had jumped out of the chessboard and was already a chess player qualified to play against the Immortal Sect.
So he naturally has to be extremely cautious every time he makes a move.
There is no trivial matter for the Emperor.
Therefore, he would have to think twice before making any decision... .
"His Majesty."
While I was thinking, an old voice suddenly sounded.
"I have a memorial to submit."
Looking up, I saw the Minister of Rites Hai Wuya coughing lightly and walking out of the crowd.
The attendant beside him had already taken the memorial and presented it to him.
However, Emperor Yonghe did not even glance at the memorial, but stared at Hai Wuya.
Hai Wuya is nearly eighty years old, with white hair, old age and a slightly yellow complexion. Although he is a warrior, he does not look very healthy.
Despite his advanced age, he stood out among the court officials.
Today, Hai Wuya is the only surviving elder from the previous emperor's period among the court officials, and he is one or two generations older than the other court officials.
The court officials of the previous emperor's time, some died of old age, some retired like Wang Shanhe, and some were imprisoned like Hai Wuya.
Apart from Hai Wuya, the only one who can stand firmly in the court today is the prime minister of this dynasty, Bai Xiang, who is famous for his flattery and tactfulness.
After casually glancing at the memorials, Emperor Yonghe's brows gradually furrowed.
What was said in the memorial was pretty much what he expected.
Hai Wuya did not try to vindicate Qiao Zhong. He only said that Qiao Shuanglin was a loyal and righteous man and should not die with a bad reputation... especially since he was the one who took the blame for the Immortal Sect.
"I am... tired. If you have anything to say, I will report it tomorrow. I will leave now."
The court officials looked at each other in bewilderment and could only leave one after another.
But Hai Wuya did not leave.
He waited until most of the ministers had left, still standing in the Golden Throne Hall, and suddenly raised his head and said solemnly:
"Your Majesty, how can you allow the reputation of a man who carries firewood for the public to be tarnished after he freezes to death?"
"There are countless people who were affected by the disaster at Caishikou, and there are probably tens of thousands of people who witnessed it with their own eyes. Even if we cover it up, how long can we keep it secret? Can we stop the people from talking about it?"
"The aliens are rampant and human disasters are everywhere. This kind of thing has happened more than once or twice. This time, the alien disaster has already appeared in the downtown area of the imperial capital. If the court retreats this time as in the past, what about the next time?"
"Your Majesty, if you take one step back, you will keep taking steps back. When will you not retreat?"
Hai Wuya seemed quite resolute this time. He ignored Emperor Yonghe's order to adjourn the court and insisted on speaking. His words were very powerful.
The strong-willed civil and military ministers of the past are almost all dead, and the court today is almost entirely filled with fawning yes-men, with few people as strong-willed as Hai Wuya.
Emperor Yonghe frowned, showing obvious displeasure, but still said patiently:
"I am the Son of Heaven, and a Son of Heaven should think twice before acting."
"A little impatience can ruin a great plan. Today's retreat is only for the sake of the future and for the future generations of Dayan."
Hai Wuya was silent for a moment, then said with emotion:
"Your Majesty, the alien war has been going on for forty years. The retreat of the previous emperor forty years ago resulted in the opening of Taoist temples of the nine major immortal sects in major cities across the Nine Provinces, and in the current human disasters that are everywhere."
"I dare to ask... Where is your majesty's grand plan?"