Chapter 34

Around the time of Youshi, Zhao Yuansi, the emperor of the Wei Dynasty, was still in Chui Gong Hall.

Logically speaking, the emperor should rest in the palace of a certain harem concubine at this time, but today, the emperor of Wei did not seem to be in such a mood.

"His Majesty."

The great eunuch Tong Xian walked in quietly and saw the emperor practicing calligraphy on the dragon table, so he just called out in a low voice.

"Is there any news?"

The emperor was still practicing calligraphy, snorted coldly, and said lightly: "After all, I also want to hear, what news is worse than the dignified prince lingering in Fireworks and Willow Lane, and it will surprise me again."

Tong Xian laughed sarcastically, and then lowered his voice and said: "Just now, Mu Qing, the Zongwei next to His Highness the Eighth Prince, urgently mobilized 500 imperial guards... According to the information discovered by Lao Nu's internal servants,

, His Highness the Eighth Prince seems to have been trapped in Dali Temple under a scheme."

"Σ(°Д°|||)"

So the Emperor of Wei got his wish and looked at Tong Xian dumbfounded.

After a long time, the emperor finally realized his gaffe, put down his brush, and said with a dry smile: "Ha, this is interesting! ...The bad boy committed something?"

"No...according to the information that this old slave has discovered, His Highness the Eighth Prince only visited a waterside pavilion in the past two days and had contact with a girl named Su. He did not commit any crime."

"A waterside pavilion..." The Emperor of Wei murmured a few times and asked calmly: "In that case, why did Dali Temple want to take him?"

"As far as I know, His Highness the Eighth Prince has offended someone."

"Who is it?"

"Luo Rong, the son of Luo Wenzhong, a doctor in the Ministry of Personnel... The old slave's people saw that this son had transferred a official of Dali Temple, and took advantage of His Highness the Eighth Prince to come out of a waterside pavilion at dusk, and captured His Highness the Eighth Prince on his way back to the palace."

"Haha, it seems that my ban on that bad boy returning to the palace before dusk is still effective." The emperor laughed loudly.

"That's not the problem..."

Tong Xian smiled bitterly and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, do you want to interfere?"

The Emperor of Wei looked at Tong Xian funny when he heard this, and said calmly: "Isn't that scoundrel always smart and witty? He must be able to handle this matter, so you don't need to add superfluous things... Just send someone to keep an eye on it."

"Ah? How... how can this be done?"

"Just do as I say!" Emperor Wei ordered without any doubt.

"yes……"

Tong Xian bowed and was about to step back to make arrangements. But after taking a few steps, he hesitated again. He turned around and was about to persuade the emperor again, but he was shocked to hear a careless murmur from the emperor's mouth.

『!!』

Immediately, Tong Xian's expression changed drastically. He didn't care about persuading him. He quickly pretended not to hear anything and bowed out of Chui Gong Hall.

At the same time, in Dali Temple, Luo Wenzhong, Luo Rong and his son, and the prison chief Pei Na were trying to remedy the current disaster.

In the prison cell, I saw a group of jailers busy pouring wine into the mouths of the two Zongwei, Shen Yu and Lu Mu. They pinched their noses and poured the most powerful and violent wine into the mouths of Shen Yu and Lu Mu desperately.

The two of them were choked with alcohol, coughing and wheezing, and were forced to drink jar after jar of strong alcohol.

Outside the prison cell, the jailer Pei Na asked worriedly: "Is this going to happen?"

Beside him, Luo Wenzhong said calmly: "The confessions of drunken drunkards are not acceptable... Drunk these two people until they are drunk, just find a place to throw them away."

"Hmm." Pei Da nodded understandingly.

At this time, an official hurriedly walked out of the prison and shouted from a distance: "Sir Pei, a group of imperial guards broke into my Dali Temple for unknown reasons and conducted a forcible search."

"Coming!"

Luo Wenzhong and Pei Na looked at each other.

After calming down, Pei Na said to Luo Wenzhong, "Brother Luo, please leave through the small door at the back of the house. I'll go and fight for a while." After saying that, he called the squad leader named Sun: "Sun Zhen."

"I'm here for my humble duty." The Sun squad leader came over. Behind him, there were two servants holding Zhao Hongrun, who was either unconscious or drunk.

"I'll leave this matter to you."

"I understand, I understand." Leader Sun nodded and motioned for Luo and his son to follow him and leave through the back door of Dali Temple.

Before leaving, he ordered the servants to drag away Shen Yu and Lu Mu, who were already drunk.

Watching them enter the secret tunnel leading to the back door of Dali Temple, Pei Kai took a deep breath, calmed down, and quickly walked away from the prison and towards the front hall of Dali Temple.

I saw that the front hall of Dali Temple was in chaos at this time. The official officials, chief ministers, and officials of the house who did not know what had happened watched in horror as a group of imperial guards rushed into the temple and searched the hall.

"I am the retired Prime Minister of Dali Temple. I dare to ask you and others who is in charge and why they searched our Dali Temple?!"

A dignified Dali Temple official stood up and scolded sternly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hongrun's personal clan guard Mu Qing walked in and scolded with a livid face: "Shut up! ... Search for me! Don't let go of any corner!"

"Yes!" All the Imperial Guards shouted loudly and rushed into each room without anyone else around.

"..."

Looking at this scene, Pei Na was frightened.

After a while, all the imperial guards came over to report.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

"Impossible..." Mu Qing's face was full of surprise, and he frowned and asked, "Have you searched carefully?"

At this time, a guard commander came over and whispered: "Everything has been checked, except... the prison!"

Mu Qing said nothing: "Search!"

Under the uncomprehending gaze of a group of Dali Temple officials, a group of wolf-like imperial guards rushed into the prisons of the palace and searched one cell after another. Not to mention the officials of Dali Temple, the jailers were dumbfounded by this posture, and even the guards inside the prison were stunned. The prisoners were all frightened into whispering.

Seeing this, Pei Na, the prison chief of Dali Temple, secretly wiped his cold sweat and said to himself that it was lucky that the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun and his two clan guards were taken away from the back door early, otherwise what would happen if they were found out?

"No."

The commander of the imperial guards walked to Mu Qing and shook his head.

"How could..."

Mu Qing murmured in his heart. After all, he saw his royal highness being kidnapped by officials from Dali Temple. Why couldn't he be found?

"Call out all the servants in the house and I want to identify them one by one!"

"Hmm!" The commander of the imperial guards nodded, turned around and asked, "Dali Temple, sir, are you young masters here?"

All Dali Temple officials looked at each other, or someone whispered: "Several adults have returned to their homes."

"Who can take charge at this moment?"

"It's Mr. Shen Gui, the Duan Cheng, and Mr. Pei Ga, the prison chief."

Following the replies from the Dali Temple officials, the majestic Duan Cheng Shen Gui just walked out, and the prison chief Pei Na had no choice but to face him.

"What exactly happened? Did you alert the imperial guards in the palace?" Duan Cheng Shen Gui asked in confusion.

Before the matter became clear, Mu Qing naturally would not tell the truth, but simply said, "You don't need to know much about this matter. You just need to call out all the official employees who have jobs in the government and ask me to identify them one by one."

Shen Gui looked at Mu Qing in surprise, who was dressed as an ordinary person, and then at the commander of the Imperial Guard who obeyed his instructions. He felt suspicious and ordered his subordinates to call all the servants in the palace to the hall and let Mu Qing identify them one by one.

Seeing this scene, Pei Na breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly glad that Luo Wenzhong had anticipated this and dismissed all the businessmen involved in this matter and told them to go back to their respective homes.

Anyway, as long as we get through this night, we won't be able to tell who is right and who is wrong in this matter until tomorrow.

At this time, Luo Wenzhong, Luo Rong and his son, as well as Team Leader Sun, were leading a group of errands and jailers to take Zhao Hongrun back to a waterside pavilion at night.

During this period, Squad Leader Sun followed Luo Wenzhong's instructions and took Zongwei Shen Yu and Lu Mu, who were extremely drunk, to a secluded corner.

"Boss Sun, I leave everything to you. If you succeed in this matter, I will be rewarded generously."

Outside the alley of Fifang Waterside Pavilion, Luo Wenzhong was trying to win over Team Leader Sun with his kind words.

"Don't worry, Mr. Luo, I'll leave this matter to you."

Team Leader Sun smiled charmingly twice, and quickly changed out of his official uniforms with two of his confidants and changed into ordinary casual clothes. Then, the two men held Zhao Hongrun and walked towards a waterside pavilion at the signal of Team Leader Sun.

At this time, the waterside pavilion was still brightly lit. After all, it was a place to look for flowers and willows, and there were many young men in the building who had no intention of sleeping and came here specifically to have fun.

"Come in, please." A turtle slave noticed Bantou Sun and his group and hurriedly came towards them with a smile on his face.

Bantou Sun seemed to be a frequent visitor to such places. Even if he had never been to this waterside pavilion, he obviously knew its ways. When he saw the turtle slave coming up to him, he said, "My young master has a girl he knows well."

"Oh? I wonder which girl it is?"

Bantou Sun had already mentioned it from Luo Rong. Hearing the words, he said, "It's Miss Su from Cuixiaoxuan."

"Huh?" The turtle slave was suddenly surprised. He took a closer look at Zhao Hongrun, who was being held by two ordinary servants behind him, and suddenly realized: "It turns out to be Young Master Jiang Run!"

It's no wonder, after all, Miss Su welcomed Zhao Hongrun into the Xiang Pavilion for two days in a row after not seeing any guests for a long time. How could the turtle slave in the waterside pavilion know about such a strange thing?

"What's wrong, Mr. Jiang?"

"Shh." Bantou Sun made a silent gesture, quietly stuffed a dozen taels of silver into the turtle slave's hand, blinked and whispered: "My young master is drunk and clamoring to see Miss Su. , look at this..."
To be continued...