"Of course the Fan Yu in the capital is not the real Fan Yu, but someone disguised by someone I sent." Jiang Yuanhan sat on the dragon chair in the Xuanzheng Hall and explained to Wei Lin below with a smile.
Even so, Wei Lin still doesn't understand: "Now Mr. Fan doesn't pose much of a threat to the regent, and his power has basically been ejected. What can he do?"
Jiang Yuanhan opened the secret letter sent by Ye Qian, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Of course he can do a lot of things. He is an old minister and an old minister trusted by my father. He can do more than everyone thinks."
There was another thing he didn't say, which was that Fan Rong was really good at giving birth to sons. The eldest son was great, and so was the second son.
It's a pity that he is destined to become a victim this time.
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"Fan Yu has been replaced!" Wen Qingzhu turned around and prepared to go out. Pei Yi was already waiting for her outside the main courtyard.
Wen Qingzhu immediately stopped and looked at Pei Yi coldly as he saluted him.
He raised his head and persuaded: "See the princess, the regent can handle this matter by himself. The princess should take good care of the princess at home."
"Did Fu Lie ask you to come, or did the Emperor ask you to come?" Wen Qingzhu felt more relaxed when he saw Pei Yi coming to stop him in person.
After returning to the main room and sitting down, Pei Yi told her about Fan Yu's condition: "This time Fan Yu was injured. Miaomiao has been taking good care of her. His life can still be saved."
Green Tao in front of him brought hot tea in, poured it for the two of them, and then went to the next room.
Wen Qingzhu picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The emperor couldn't wait to take action before Jiang Yuancheng's matter was resolved. It seemed that he still planned to use Jiang Yuancheng to deal with Fu Lie.
It's a good idea, but this time Jiang Yuancheng really can't make any waves.
If it weren't for her help behind him, Jiang Yuancheng might not be able to stand up at this moment.
Deep in Lingyun Mountain, at the entrance of the dark cave, a black figure slowly walked out of it.
The walking posture is different from that of normal people. It feels like being manipulated by someone on a string, one after another.
This man was none other than Jiang Yuancheng, wearing a black cloak. He had not seen the sun for too long, and his face was as pale as a deathly person with a hint of cyan.
"Sir, Mr. Zhang is ready. When will the action take place?" Someone took a look and quickly lowered his head to ask.
It was very cold in the mountains in winter. Jiang Yuancheng stretched out his skinny hand, letting the cold wind pass through his fingertips, and said calmly: "No rush, he is ready, some people are not ready yet."
Withdrawing his hand, Jiang Yuancheng's eyes became darker and darker. Now he didn't even feel conscious
It seems that this is really his last chance.
A chance to kill Wen Qingzhu with his own hands.
Looking ahead, among the trees, there is a flexible figure approaching quickly.
A moment later, the figure knelt on one knee in front of Jiang Yuancheng, and respectfully replied: "Emperor Zhaowu has sent a message back, saying that the fish has taken the bait, and the young master can take action at any time."
When his eyes fell on the visitor, Jiang Yuancheng curved his cold lips and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "How many years have you been following me?"
The kneeling man's back stiffened, and he felt a bad premonition in his heart, but he could only answer bravely: "This is the tenth year."
Hearing this number, Jiang Yuancheng was a little stunned and murmured: "That was many years ago. At that time, the prince was still there, the mother and concubine were not favored, and there were not many people who could give it to me, so you are the one I accept? "
The last question was obviously very gentle, but when the person who reported it heard it, he just felt like there was a knife hanging above his head.
He felt his throat was a little dry, couldn't help but swallowed, and whispered: "Yes, yes."
Jiang Yuancheng's eyes narrowed into slits, and his voice gradually became gloomy: "Why don't I remember?"
Before he finished speaking, the muscles all over the man's body tightened quickly, and he kicked hard. As soon as he jumped up, a cold light flashed on his neck.
The pain didn't even have time to pass, and blood was already splattering in front of his eyes.
As his body fell to the ground, splattered blood fell on the toes of Jiang Yuancheng's shoes.
"Clean it up and put it aside. Zhang Ke will come over later and let him see who belongs to him?" After Jiang Yuancheng finished speaking, he turned around and entered the cave.
He still needs to recuperate, at least not without any consciousness. After taking two-thirds of the medicine Zhang Ke sent him, if he eats the rest, his body will reach a state that is infinitely close to that of a normal person.
The sun set from the east to the west. Zhang Ke hobbled on crutches and finally arrived in front of the cave.
If he hadn't been away all year round and was very familiar with geography, with the familiar cave entrance in front of him and the exact same manpower configuration, he would have thought that Jiang Yuancheng had not changed places at all.
Stopping at the entrance of the cave, Zhang Ke caught a glimpse of the corpse lying next to him. The person who cared for the corpse immediately stepped forward and explained: "Master Zhang, I want you to investigate the identity of this person."
Zhang Ke nodded, walked to the corpse, squatted down, stretched out two fingers and touched the fatal wound on the neck of the deceased.
Kill with one knife!
Or from the top-down angle.
It seemed that Jiang Yuancheng had done it himself, and the princess's medicine was so powerful.
Zhang Ke didn't need to investigate the dead person in front of him. He directly said to the person taking care of him: "This is Zuo Shilang's person."
After saying that, he turned around and entered the cave.
"See you, young master." Zhang Ke looked respectful, but his movements became more and more casual.
Jiang Yuancheng sat cross-legged on the mat, placed tea, and nonchalantly raised his hand to invite: "Master Zhang, sit down and talk."
Zhang Ke did not refuse, he knelt down, took a sip of tea, then put it down and said: "The regent is already interrogating Fan Rong. Soon, he will die in prison, leaving evidence that the regent was beaten into submission. "
"It turned out that I wanted to make this move." Jiang Yuancheng's smile deepened, "Our emperor is really not to be underestimated."
If nothing else, no matter how bad Fan Rong is, he is still a veteran of more than ten years. The relationships inside and outside the court are complicated. If even a high-ranking official like Fan Rong is at the mercy of others, the people below will only become more frightened.
Frame-up is indeed a good method that has remained unchanged for thousands of years!
In the evening, the news that Fan Rong died in the interrogation room spread quickly.
When the news was sent to the palace, Wen Qingzhu was writing a letter. After listening to Yang Jiu's words, the pen in his hand stopped.
She looked up at the window. In the courtyard shrouded in twilight, everything was withered, except for a plum tree in full bloom in the cold wind.
"It turns out that Fan Rong is dead. Then by this time, people from Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment should have found the things Fan Rong left behind." Wen Qingzhu picked up his pen and continued to write.
Yang Jiu frowned and asked: "As soon as Fan Rong died, the master asked me to come back and report to the princess, how could Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment-"
Before she finished speaking, Yinniang appeared at the door and said anxiously: "Princess, Su Huo has brought the regent back to Dali Temple for interrogation. Fan Rong's case has been handed over to the Ministry of Punishment. Is the emperor planning to take action? "
"Well, this method is quite clever. I'm afraid this basin of sewage will be very clean in a while." Wen Qingzhu didn't even raise his head, writing faster and faster.
When Yinniang heard this, she immediately turned around and left in a hurry: "I'm going to find Mr. Yang."
After writing the last word and putting away the pen, Wen Qingzhu raised his head, folded the letter, handed it over and said, "Bring this to your uncle, he will know what he will do."
"Okay." Yinniang turned back and picked up the letter.
As soon as she left, Wen Qingzhu said to Yang Jiu: "You go and get ready. I should also go see Mrs. Su."
There were very few vehicles on the road, but there were more imperial troops.
As soon as the palace carriage stopped, before Lu Tao opened the curtain, he heard Wei Yu's voice: "Master Yang Jiu, it's better to send the princess back."
Lu Tao's expression darkened, and just as she was about to reply, Wen Qingzhu reached out and held her down, signaling her to get out of the car first.
The curtain of the car was opened, and Lu Tao helped her down. Only then did she see clearly that the surroundings were surrounded by forbidden troops on three levels inside and three outside.
"Commander Wei thinks too highly of me." Wen Qingzhu withdrew his gaze and looked at Wei Yu, his mood unchanged.
Wei Yu was a person who was familiar with Wen Qingzhu, and the regent in front of him was indeed not in a hurry at all, and had a good attitude.
He subconsciously glanced in the direction of the Dali Temple official office, then turned back and saluted Wen Qingzhu: "The princess shouldn't be here at this time."
"Sister Zhou and I have always had a good relationship, and she is now a month old. Is there anything wrong with me coming over to see if there is anything wrong?" Wen Qingzhu took a step forward, and Wei Yu subconsciously stepped back.
But the imperial army brought by Wei Yu did not move at all.
The atmosphere solidified at this moment. It was obviously not cold today, but many people felt that the chill today penetrated to their bones.
While the two sides were in a stalemate, the sound of horse hooves came from behind.
A familiar voice came: "Cousin!"
Wen Qingzhu turned around and saw that Xue Miaomiao was coming with Fan Yu.
He sat behind Xue Miaomiao, put his hands around Xue Miaomiao's waist, and then was tied with a rope. His head rested on Xue Miaomiao's shoulder, and then he stabilized his body.
"Get out of the way!" Seeing that the imperial army refused to give way, Xue Miaomiao immediately raised his whip and waved it.
Unexpectedly, there was a forbidden soldier who was about to draw his sword. Seeing that something was wrong, Wei Yu tiptoed and jumped over. He landed in front of the captain who was about to take action. He held his hand and ordered: "Make way!"
Seeing Wei Yu's cold eyes, the captain reluctantly gave way.
Xue Miaomiao snorted, rode up to Wen Qingzhu, turned over and landed firmly, while supporting Fan Yu.
She turned her head to Fan Yu and said, "I sent you here."
Hearing this voice, Fan Yu slowly raised his head, his face was pale and his breathing was rapid.
Wen Qingzhu knew at a glance that his internal and external injuries had been shaken away again.
"It's not the regent, it's Jiang Yuancheng. It's his people who want to frame the regent." Fan Yu tried his best to finish, then he coughed and bloodshot eyes came out of the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that his coughing became more intense, Xue Miaomiao raised her hand and slapped him on the back, causing Fan Yu to spurt out a large mouthful of blood.
Lu Tao's face trembled, and he quickly pulled Wen Qingzhu away.
Xue Miaomiao said coquettishly: "I'm sorry, his blood will come out sooner or later. It's better to come out as soon as possible."
"It's okay. You can send him back to the Fan family and give the prescription to the Fan family. You don't have to go in." Wen Qingzhu nodded. She naturally knew this kind of thing.
These explanations are meant for outsiders.
"Yes." Xue Miaomiao nodded, carried Fan Yu onto the horse, and left quickly.
Someone among the Forbidden Army finally couldn't help but ask Wei Yu: "Is the commander going to let them leave like this?"
Wei Yu Leng looked at the person who spoke: "Then what crime does Captain Gao think they should be detained for?"
"Of course -" Captain Gao blurted out, but suddenly thought that Fan Yu was Fan Rong's only remaining son.
It will definitely not work to arrest him, but to arrest Miss Xue, not to mention that Xue Miaomiao is the cousin of the Princess Regent. Even if she is not, Xue Miaomiao is the granddaughter of the owner of the Medicine God Valley and has excellent medical skills.
The slap she just struck made Fan Yu's anger calm down immediately. She was saving Fan Yu.
There is no reason to arrest anyone.
Despite this, Captain Gao still held a breath in his heart: "Are we just going to let them come and go freely like this?"
"What? Captain Gao thinks that I should be arrested, so my cousin should be arrested too?" The smile on Wen Qingzhu's face gradually disappeared, and his voice was tainted with frost, which was so cold that Captain Gao in front of him trembled.
Wei Yu immediately bowed his head and apologized: "Princess, this is all due to improper discipline. Please forgive me, Princess!"
His eyes wandered between them for a while, and Wen Qingzhu suddenly smiled: "Some people seem to be your subordinates, but it's not necessarily where their hearts are."