In addition to the fact that disaster relief grain was replaced with bran, what else should I know?

Hearing the man in black asking such a question in front of him, Han Ce suddenly shook his body and showed a look of panic and nervousness. However, he quickly lowered his head, avoided the man in black's inquiring gaze, and whispered in a low voice: "This... I am so stupid, I don't know what you mean."

The man in black squatted down in front of Han Ce, stared at his dodging eyes with interest, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that Lord Han really doesn't cry until he sees the coffin."

The late night in early autumn was a little cool, but Han Ce, who was wearing a middle-clothed shirt, had a cold sweat on his head and face. The words of the man in black made him feel even more chilled. When he thought that his wife and his children were still in their hands, he seemed a little shaken.

But after a while of silence, he suddenly looked trembling, shook his head with confidence, gritted his teeth and refused to let go: "I know nothing except disaster relief food. I am just a small county magistrate in Pingliang City, and the guru is far away in Dingxi City. How can I know about him? Don't make things difficult for me anymore."

Seeing that Han Ce refused to let go, the man in black stood up calmly and dusted the dust on his sleeves, paced around the house, and looked at the furnishings in the house: "Mr. Han has been a county magistrate for several years, but this family is so poor that there is not even a valuable item. It is indeed worthy of being the master of the Qingtian as the people call it. No wonder he has the courage to offend Lord Protector for the sake of the hungry people who suffer."

Han Ce didn't know why the man in black suddenly said this. He knelt on the ground and slowly turned around and looked at the man in black standing in front of the bookshelf with his back facing him. He swallowed his saliva and asked vigilantly: "What do you... want to say?"

The man in black swept the books full of books on the bookshelf and said in a plain tone: "Although Lord Han is poor, fortunately there are still a few books at home that can be sold at a good price."

Han Ce's eyes were confused. He wondered why the man in black said something ignorant. He got up from the ground and asked hurriedly: "What do you mean?"

"Don't Lord Han understand?"

The man in black chuckled and turned around, his eyes suddenly became cold: "If Lord Han is willing to sell the books, he may have money to buy three good coffins and collect the body of your wife and children."

"No, I am the one who did the wrong thing, it has nothing to do with my wife and children. If you kill me, don't touch them."

Han Ce's eyes turned dark, and he staggered for two steps and almost fell down. After standing firm, he suddenly roared with all his strength, and suddenly rushed towards the man in black, raising his hand and trying to grab the man in black's collar.

But before he could touch the man in black, the man in black pinned his arm with his backhand, then walked around him and kicked him in a bend of knees. He immediately fell to the ground in pain and could not move, and was easily captured by the man in black.

The man in black let go of Han Ce, turned around and picked up the dagger that Han Ce threw on the ground, walked slowly to him, leaned over and smiled, "Mr. Han, this is no wonder. Lord Guardian didn't want to do this. If you want to blame, you blame yourself for not being polite."

"but..."

After saying that, the man in black changed his voice, threw the dagger in his hand in front of Han Ce, and whispered in a low voice: "If Lord Han can shut up forever and protect himself, he may not attack your wife and children. It is better for Lord Han to think carefully, is his own life important or your wife and children's life important."

Han Ce looked at the sharp dagger with a cold light in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he trembled and stretched out his hand to hold the dagger tightly, and his eyes suddenly became determined.

Seeing this, the man in black nodded with satisfaction: "Go to do it, Lord Han."

Just as Han Ce struggled to make a choice and slowly put the dagger on his neck, the man in black stared at him with a little darker look, and then he suddenly stood up without warning and looked at the closed door vigilantly.

Before Han Ce could react, he kept rushing to the window and quickly fled over the window. In just a blink of an eye, he disappeared outside the window, leaving only the slowly open and swaying wooden window.

This sudden change gave Han Ce a chance to breathe. He stared at the wooden window in a daze until a stinging pain came from his neck. Then he reacted and pulled his hand away.

The sharp dagger accidentally cut through the skin on his neck, and a few drops of blood oozed out. He stared at the blood stained on the dagger, but he hadn't come back to his senses for a long time.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, and three soft sounds were heard.

Han Ce was so scared that he came back to his senses by the sudden knock on the door. Who could come to him in the middle of the night? He thought that the man in black must have been back again, so hesitantly walked to the door but did not dare to open it.

But after standing for a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The man in black came and went without a trace like a ghost, and was a murderer, so how could he honestly knock on the door?

As he expected, the person outside the door spoke out loud when he saw that he had not opened the door for a long time.

"Mr. Han."

The voice sounded a little familiar. Han Ce was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted. Isn’t this the voice of the imperial envoy Lin?

He hurriedly hid the dagger and quickly opened the door. It was Lin Sishen standing in front of the door.

Lin Sishen, who visited late at night, was wearing a dark red long-distance running dress, with exquisite and complex ancient patterns embroidered on his long sleeves, with a handsome and feminine face, and a faint smile on his fair face. He raised his eyes and curled his lips and called out: "Are you surprised when you see me?"

Han Ce looked at Lin Sishen blankly: "Sir, you...how did you come to Xiaguan Han House late at night?"

Lin Sishen's eyes fell on the undry blood mark on Han Ce's neck and said calmly: "I am here today, I want to ask Lord Han for some advice."

Han Ce hurriedly moved away and asked Lin Sishen to enter the house.

Lin Sishen was not seen outside. When he entered the study, he looked around for a few times, and greeted Han Ce calmly. But Han Ce had no intention of greeting Lin Sishen. As soon as he stuttered inconsistent words, Lin Sishen's suspicion arose.

Under Han Ce's panicked gaze, Lin Sishen smiled and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Han went to the official post two days ago to find me. What do you want to tell me?"

Han Ce smiled embarrassedly, stood in front of Lin Sishen respectfully, and made an excuse absent-mindedly: "No... nothing, it's not a trivial matter in the government office. I want to ask the imperial envoy for instructions."

Lin Sishen glanced at Han Ce lightly, turned around and walked to the desk to sit down, rectified his sleeves and lowered his eyes and said, "Mr. Han, I won't go around in circles with you. In fact, this time I came to Pingliang City to conduct a private visit to the situation of disaster relief food, but the case of Chu Sima's rebellion five years ago."

Han Ce jumped on his forehead and stopped talking. He lowered his head and rubbed the dagger in his sleeve without saying a word.

Lin Sishen leaned back easily, his dark eyes flashing with a faint smile: "You should know more than me about Sun Wenqian's character. He was doing whatever he wanted in Longyou with his hands, relying on the protection of the second prince. It is reasonable for you to be afraid of him, but I am not afraid of him at all. Not only do I want to investigate the case of corruption in embezzlement of disaster relief grain, but I also want to investigate the truth about Chu Sima's injustice."

She said that she was sure to win and relaxed and natural, as if she had already grasped Sun Wenqian's evidence of her crime and was waiting to return to the capital to present to the emperor, and she defeated Sun Wenqian in one fell swoop.

Han Ce still didn't say anything, his wife and children were still in Sun Wenqian's hands. Even if he wanted to tell Lin Sishen the shocking secret he had discovered accidentally, for the sake of his wife and children's safety, he could only pretend not to know anything.

Thinking of this, he slowly raised his eyes and forced a smile on his lips: "Is this the case for the imperial envoy..."

Before Han Ce finished speaking, Lin Sishen interrupted directly. She shook her head and looked angry: "Do you think that even if you don't say anything, Sun Wenqian will let your wife and children go? Han Ce, you have been under Sun Wenqian for many years, but you still don't understand how cruel his methods are? From the moment you changed the number of accounts, you have become a thorn in Sun Wenqian's side. He just wants to get rid of you soon, but you are still trying to keep the secret for him and let him be kind and let your family go."

Han Ce was shocked when he heard this: "This... How do you know that my wife and a pair of children in my family are in the hands of the Adults?"

Lin Sishen stood up, walked to Han Ce, suddenly grabbed his right wrist and pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve, and looked straight into his eyes: "If I hadn't come, you would have been so stupid that you would have died of suicide."

Han Ce let go of his hand pale face, and the dagger fell to the ground and made a sharp sound. His lips trembled and said, "It turns out that sir was outside the door early in the morning."

Without giving Han Ce any chance to think, Lin Sishen let go of his hand and took a step back, looking at him with a expressionless look: "Mr. Han, you believe in Sun Wenqian, or believe in me, you have taken two completely different paths. Waiting for Sun Wenqian to fulfill his promise, I will send someone to rescue your wife and daughter, it depends on which path you are going."

Han Ce raised his eyes blankly, looked at Lin Sishen in front of him, and remembered the man in black who had just come to force him not long ago. After a long battle between heaven and man, he finally closed his eyes and lowered his head, and uttered a few words from his mouth with difficulty: "Sir, can you allow the officials to consider it?"

This matter is related to the lives of his wife and children, and he cannot make a rash decision.

Lin Sishen nodded, walked back to the desk and sat down, opened his lips and said, "Mr. Han will do it."

Han Ce stood in front of Lin Sishen, under Lin Sishen's calm gaze, he was thinking in a cold sweat on his face how to choose, whether to believe that the Protector will let his family go afterwards, or take a risk to believe Lin Sishen.

The dark clouds cover the bright moon, completely covering the earth in the darkness of night.

Half an hour later, when Lin Sishen walked out of Han Ce's courtyard, the dark clouds happened to dissipate, and the bright and cold moonlight fell on the stone road.

Lin Sishen stepped over the stone slab with his hands expressionless face and walked out of the yard step by step. Han Ce behind her looked at her back for a long time until her figure disappeared, and then he sighed quietly and closed the door.

Just after the slight sound of the door closing fell, Lin Sishen turned around and took a deep look.

Suddenly, he turned around without warning, walked to a hidden corner outside the courtyard wall, and changed his hidden night clothes. He only showed a pair of half-covered black eyes, and his thin lips, which were slightly pale under the face towel, curled up a faint smile.

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Good night. Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-07-08 00:26:12~2020-07-10 00:48:53~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Ah dice, hasaki 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: half drunk, half awake, half floating, 55 bottles; 5 bottles all the time; 2 bottles of timmmyic;
Chapter completed!