Eunuch Li listened to the words of the Marquis and waited at the door for a while. Seeing that there was no rebuttal from inside, he bowed and bowed and led the way.
The Marquis followed him and thanked him: "Thank you, Eunuch Li, for sending me a message in time."
Eunuch Li smiled and said: "Anyway, the Marquis usually takes good care of me. Although I can't help with the little Marquis's affairs, I can still do it by sending someone to discuss it."
The Marquis nodded and said, "What happened after my son entered the palace last night?"
Eunuch Li didn't know the real story of the matter, so he had to catch a chicken from himself, and Yuan Guangyi told him the part about giving the medicine. After hearing this, the Marquis had a little idea.
"My son has to rely on Eunuch Li to take care of things in Ci'an Palace." The Marquis said, patting his hand without leaving a trace, and stuffed a few banknotes in his hand.
Eunuch Li looked startled and refused repeatedly: "Don't you know, Lord Marquis? The case mentioned in the court today was handed over to Dali Temple for thorough investigation. It is estimated that Young Lord Marquis will be sent to Dali Temple."
The Marquis was stunned, having just been poisoned by the emperor in the royal study. He vaguely remembered that the emperor said that he knew about it, and his tone did not sound angry. He actually ignored it for a moment, until Eunuch Li mentioned it. I just remembered that there is such a thing.
The Marquis stuffed the banknote into his sleeve again: "Then I'd like to thank you for your kindness. Eunuch Li shouldn't refuse it."
"That's so embarrassing..." Eunuch Li grinned and stuffed the banknote into his sleeve again.
"I will still count on Eunuch Li in the future..." Mr. Hou patted him on the shoulder.
Eunuch Li lowered his head and bowed his body: "I'm sorry for you, old slave. This is what a slave should do."
Hou Yexu gave him a hand, and Eunuch Li stood up. The two of them walked out of the palace. Eunuch Li took a step behind, and spoke to him about Xia Chu's current situation in Ci'an Palace.
It wasn't until he saw the palace gate that the Marquis stopped and said to him: "Excuse me, Eunuch Li, I'd like to see you off. Go back to your errands."
Eunuch Li bowed and left with a smile.
Outside the palace gate, Cong Ting had been waiting since last night. Seeing that he finally left the palace, Cong Ting hurriedly greeted him.
The Marquis was not surprised to see him, but outside the palace gate, almost all the guards of the Hou Mansion were dispatched, which really surprised the Marquis.
He looked at Cong Ting and asked: "What's wrong? Did you get the news and know that the young master is going to be sent to Dali Temple, and are you planning to rob the prison?"
Cong Ting shook his head and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Master Marquis, let's get on the carriage first."
The Marquis glanced at him suspiciously, and was helped into the carriage by him. The guards of the Marquis Mansion, who were wrapped up in three layers of clothing, held the carriage and drove slowly on the way back to the mansion.
"How long will it take before I can return home?" Mr. Hou opened the car window and took a look outside.
He was also curious in his heart. He and Xia Chu had stayed in the palace all night. Who could call Cong Ting to use such a huge array!
Cong Ting pulled him, and the Marquis glanced at his hand holding his arm. Cong Ting hurriedly let go and quickly closed the window. Then he bowed and apologized: "This subordinate has overstepped his bounds. "
The Marquis asked in a deep voice with a stern look on his face: "Who gave the order?"
Before Cong Ting had time to answer, the carriage turned the corner and thousands of people swarmed around him. The sound of abuse was endless, and there was a vague leader's voice shouting: "Your son is completely unconscionable, why don't you hurry up?" Hand it over and make the people angry!”
"Civilians are angry!"
"Hand over the young Marquis and rest the souls of the soldiers who died on the battlefield!"
"An Yinghun!"
"Sanctimonious hypocrite!"
"Hypocrite..."
The carriage came to a standstill, shaking slightly from time to time.
The Marquis couldn't help but open a gap, and the crowd outside the carriage was blocked. Everyone looked angry, holding broken baskets of vegetables and eggs, and smashed towards the carriage overwhelmingly.
He finally understood why Cong Ting sent out so many guards, and he really didn't expect that these relatives were far more emotional than Jing Qibin said in the morning meeting.
"Does Jing Zhaoyin not care? Does the Ministry of Punishment not care?" Mr. Hou lowered the car window and asked coldly.
"There was a group of people who spread rumors before, and many people have been arrested. They just stayed here and did not commit any crime. The government has no reason to arrest..." Cong Ting lowered his head and glanced at the face of the Marquis from time to time. He had not yet finished speaking. After saying that, a riot suddenly broke out outside the carriage.
The slightly harmonious voice just now turned into an uproar, and one could vaguely hear: "What about beating people, what about silencing them."
The Marquis' expression changed and he told Cong Ting: "Go out and have a look."
Cong Ting said yes and immediately opened the car door.
Who would have thought that the surrounding people would become even more excited when they saw the carriage door being opened. The group of people who were closer would desperately pull the guards and rush up.
But just now, a guard pushed a commoner who was trying to get close to the carriage. The man collapsed on the spot and vomited blood. He shouted that the Marquis was beating people in public, trying to kill people and cover up his son.
Because of this incident, the guards did not dare to take action anymore and could only block them with their bodies. However, those people actually climbed up with their bodies, their hands and feet were nimble and their steps were light. They surged up in a moment, and they were flying upwards. He greeted the people below with his hands.
The guards couldn't resist at all. Cong Ting drew his sword and moved forward, intending to injure him as a warning. The Marquis quickly ordered him to sheath his sword.
Just when Cong Ting frowned and sheathed his sword, someone rushed towards him, and Cong Ting was about to kick him.
At this moment, two men suddenly descended from the sky. One of them, a man in gray clothes, grabbed the shoulder of the man who was rushing toward the carriage from behind, half-twirled him in the air, clasped his arms with his hands, and stood firmly in front of the carriage.
At first glance, the Marquis in gray clothes thought it was a raven coming over, but he saw the man turned around, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, and a resolute and handsome face. It was as if he was not a raven, but...
"Uncle, you're a little late, are you scared?" Zhao Xingwen asked him.
The Marquis was stunned for a moment and shook his head. Just as he was thinking about how he came in such time, he saw a man in black clothes standing next to Zhao Xingwen. His eyes glanced at his face. It was Xiao Mubai who had changed his appearance. , it suddenly became clear in my heart.
"I am Zhao Xingwen, the eldest grandson of General Zhao. I would also like to ask all the relatives of the Zhao family to be quiet and listen to what I have to say." Zhao Xingwen held the man who just rushed forward with one hand behind his back, and with the other hand he pointed downwards. The people pressed down.
The commotion subsided for the most part in an instant, and the man who had just been pushed by the guard and fell to the ground vomiting blood glanced around, watching the storm calm down, and suddenly howled: "General Zhao's Mansion and Xiahou Mansion are in-laws, how can it be that they are in-laws?" I can listen to him talking about it..."
(End of chapter)