In the morning of the same day, Dali Temple.

Because the two assassins were pretending to be officials from Dali Temple to carry out the assassination, Dali Temple was afraid of taking the blame, so after Jiao Shun sent the prisoners, not only the assassins were under strict supervision, but also the group of people who went to Tongzhou this time.

, they were all temporarily imprisoned to verify their confessions.

Jia Lian and Jia Baoyu were also among them.

However, the two of them have special status after all. They did not rush to cross-examine last night. Instead, they were allowed to rest for the night and did not start questioning until the next morning. The content of the questions was much simpler and gentler than others.

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But even so, Jia Lian was so angry after recording the confession that his hands were shaking when he signed the signature.

This damn dog slave is a disaster!

He went to mourn his father-in-law yesterday, but he didn't know that he hadn't even used the ginger slices he brought with him. Thanks to that dog slave, he ended up in this series of messy things.

The same goes for those two assassins. This is not Jing Ke’s assassination of the King of Qin. Datuk Kang’s map had to be rolled up before he had a chance to do it. What kind of dagger did you use? What if it was coated with poison? It doesn’t have to be to stab the talent.

Count?

If we just get two muskets - preferably shotguns shot with iron sand - let alone the stupid strength of that dog slave, even a three-headed and six-armed martial artist will be beaten to a pulp by him!

At that time, I would drag his riddled body to see his wife at home. If I could not save the whole body, I would be happy if he could kill both of them, and I would no longer have to suffer from this cuckold and cowardly attitude!

The more Jia Lian thought about it, the happier he felt, and the happier he felt, the more regretful he felt. He was caught in these contradictory emotions and couldn't extricate himself. Suddenly, he heard someone shouting outside, asking Baoyu for help.

Bah~

These dog slaves who flatter others and suppress others are all the same!

He suddenly became so angry that he threw the writing brush on the table, lifted up his clothes and rushed to the door in a few steps, scolding: "Why are you making such a fuss?! This is also a place for you to yell.

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When the servants who were surrounding Jia Baoyu heard this, they all retreated to the side in silence and stood with their hands down, not daring to say another word.

Jia Baoyu had to take off his clothes. He came up to him with a tired face and said, "Second brother, are you in trouble here?"

"I just finished drawing the pledge."

Jia Lian saw the tiredness that couldn't be wiped off his face, and remembered that he had been tossing and turning yesterday and couldn't sleep well, so he asked: "Why, are you scared by what happened yesterday?"

Jia Baoyu nodded sarcastically. That's one good thing about him. He never hesitated when he should give in. "I've only heard of it in story books before, but I didn't expect that there was actually an assassination of an imperial envoy."

"Hmph~"

Jia Lian snorted heavily and said in a strange tone: "That's not because he was too arrogant and made enemies everywhere - my uncle also served as an imperial envoy, patrolling the world on behalf of the emperor. How come he didn't encounter any danger?"

Jia Baoyu nodded, but in his heart he was still afraid of officialdom.

He had already made a decision. After he brought Lin Daiyu back from Suzhou, he would be able to cheer up his career, but now he unconsciously backed down. Anyway, Sister Lin and Sister Bao were different. They had never been here before.

The superiors have urged me, so why should I force myself to cheer up?

It should be noted that although you were not affected this time, there is no guarantee that you will not suffer disaster next time.

"gone."

Jia Lian rubbed his shoulders and said, "If we don't go back quickly, our family may think something happened to us!"

With that said, he took the lead and walked out the door.

Jia Baoyu hurriedly kept up and asked subconsciously: "Should we go to Wang's house or go back to the mansion?"

Jia Lian thought for a while and said: "My family must hide something like this from the old lady. It's better to go to the Wang family first. It won't be too late to go back to the house after asking for permission from the old lady."

Baoyu was in a state of confusion at this time, so he naturally had no objections.

So the two of them led several young men who had also been interrogated, and strode out quickly - due to the limited space on the official ship, and the horses and vehicles they brought with them also needed to be controlled by people, most of the entourage walked.

Traveling by land, I virtually escaped disaster.

As soon as he left the main entrance of Dali Temple, a dozen servants headed by Zhou Rui immediately came up to him.

When Jia Lian saw this, he asked, "Has the news been received at home?"

"I got it last night!"

Zhou Rui said hurriedly: "My wife was afraid that something would happen to you two, so she sent them out before dawn. After asking around all morning, they found out that they were in Dali Temple."

Jia Lian nodded after hearing this, and was waiting for them to drive the carriage over when he suddenly saw a group of official servants coming from the left.

The leader was a small official in green robe. He stood a few feet away and said with a smile, "You two, please stay. We have some things we want to ask you about here."

Jia Lian frowned and said angrily: "Didn't you already ask me about it just now? Why come here again! Isn't it a good time for you to be the second master?!"

Before the clerk could speak, Zhao'er reminded him quietly: "Second Master, these people seem to be from the Inspectorate. They just tried us for the second time this morning!"

"From the Inspectorate?"

Jia Lian was confused for a moment: "What does this matter have to do with your Inspectorate?"

Then he said angrily: "What are you asking for? Go to Dali Temple and ask for a confession. The second master doesn't have that much free time to make you cough!"

With that said, he was no longer prepared to wait for the carriage to come, and gestured to Zhou Rui to let him lead the way.

"Second Master Lian, stay!"

The green-robed official hurriedly took a few steps, blocked the steps with his cross arms, and said with a smile: "You two are relatives of the emperor. If we don't receive orders, how dare we make mistakes?"

Please forgive me, gentlemen, and don't embarrass these little people like me."

Although he claims to be a small person, his attitude is not at all humble and humble.

When Jia Lian saw this, he was naturally not satisfied. He immediately lowered his face and scolded: "What's good but not bad?! If you really want to ask clearly, why don't you ask Jiao Changqing?!"

As he said that, he pointed back at the Dali Temple Yamen and said: "Take him inside for interrogation as well, or else we can take him to the Inspectorate for a thorough interrogation!"

When the young official heard this, he crossed his arms and said, "How dare you let Mr. Lian know that we are here to inquire about the relevant people on the orders of Mr. Zhao Rongheng, the censor of Youdu. Please don't let Mr. Lian know."

It’s hard for me to wait.”

He only blew himself up at home, but did not directly answer the questions about Jiao Shun. This kind of differential treatment made Jia Lian even more angry.

But the Yushi of Youdu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is the head of the world's public officials, and he also holds the power to supervise the world's officials. Not to mention that the Rongguo Mansion is in decline now, but it was not easy to offend him a few years ago.

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Of course, if we could dream back to the time when Duke Rong Ning was still alive, it would be a different story.

Seeing that Jia Lian's attitude had relaxed, the clerk immediately handed him out of the door again: "Don't worry, Mr. Lian, I'm just asking a few questions as instructed, so I won't waste much time on you."

Jia Lian hesitated for a moment, but finally gave up and rolled his sleeves and said: "

If it weren’t for Master Zhao’s sake, huh~!”

Now that he had made a decision, Jia Baoyu could only accept it silently.

So the two brothers went to a side hall to be questioned. It turned out that they were just asking a few questions, but in fact the questions were more detailed and sharp than those in Dali Temple. The annoyed Jia Lian almost turned over the table.

Jia Baoyu was very well-behaved in front of outsiders, but he was as sleepy as a chicken pecking rice at the back. When he finally got out, he fell asleep as soon as he got on the carriage.

Jia Lian muttered in the car, scolding Dali Temple for taking 10%, scolding the Inspectorate for taking 20%, and Jiao Shun for taking over the remaining 70%.

Although Wang Ziteng's body has not been returned yet, the Wang family has already set up a full set of support. There are three archways outside the gate, hundreds of paper figures and horses, and white satin and silk are hung everywhere, just like an autumn day. There was a heavy snowfall, and the cries of the slaves in the courtyard were even louder and louder.

Except for the crying, everything else costs money.

But now that the Wang family's treasury has been sealed, how can they still have the money to purchase these things?

They could only borrow money externally and ask relatives for help - the Xue family was definitely going to take the lion's share. Even the Rongguo Mansion gritted its teeth and squeezed out a lot of money. At least it maintained the last dignity of the Taiwei Mansion.

Jia Lian and Jia Baoyu's carriage entered the corner gate. Of course, someone had already reported it to Jia Zheng, and Mrs. Wang knew it.

So they stopped them at the second gate.

Mrs. Wang took her son and looked at him. Seeing that he was very haggard, she immediately held him in her arms and shed tears of distress.

Jia Zheng asked Jia Lian what happened.

In fact, Jia Lian didn't know exactly what was going on. When he got the news, the living assassins had already been taken away for questioning, and the dead ones were covered with white cloths for safekeeping.

Because Jiao Shun had to guard the only remaining assassin, he could only get some 'deeply processed' information from Shuan Zhu's mouth - not that Shuan Zhu deliberately deceived him, but that the young man suddenly encountered such a thing, or else I was so frightened that I couldn't even speak clearly, or else I was bragging and exaggerating.

Shuanzhu is obviously the latter.

According to the version he described, not to mention two assassins with poisonous daggers, even a whole fleet of Wuxi armored ships would have to be defeated by Jiao Shun [and him] with their bare hands.

Naturally, Jia Lian was unwilling to brag on Jiao Shun's behalf, so many supervisors made speculations about the details. This was also the reason why he was questioned for the longest time.

Now when he arrived in front of his uncle, he was about to double down on Jiao Shun's bravery, but he unexpectedly heard someone report that it was Jiao Shun who was visiting.

Then everyone's attention shifted to this matter, and no one cared about what Jia Lian wanted to say.

Jia Lian hung in the air with a breath, hoping not to be suffocated to death. He stood there gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, his face red, wishing he could call someone around to beat someone out with a stick.

No matter what he thought, everyone went out to welcome Jiao Shun outside the hanging flower door, and then took him to the backyard flower hall to talk like stars holding the moon.

During this period, Shao Shao had to ask about the events of the assassination. When Jiao Shun described that critical moment, not only was he almost injured by the dagger that sealed his throat with blood, but he was also almost beaten by the assassin's kick. Mrs. Wang, Wang Xifeng, Tanchun and others all covered their mouths and exclaimed, terrified.

It was just someone else's fault. When Jia Lian saw Wang Xifeng's frightened look, he felt jealous, secretly thinking that this woman had voluntarily submitted to that dog slave in order to avenge herself, but looking at the current situation, it seemed that she had already.

The love affair is hot!

What a blind woman!

Then besides being a more powerful official, what else can Jiao Shun do better than me, the second master?

"Hmph~"

With this in mind, Jia Lian suddenly complained: "After returning to Beijing, you just went to the palace, but why did you leave me and Baoyu in Dali Temple? This morning, the people from Dali Temple asked questions first, and then they

Someone from the Inspectorate came to our door, look what they have done to Baoyu?!"

After hearing what he said, Jiao Shun quickly stood up and bowed: "I'm really sorry. I'm here to help my second brother and brother Bao."

Jia Baoyu hurriedly waved her hands to indicate that she was fine.

Jia Lian frowned, wanting to continue to struggle with this issue, but heard Jiao Shun say again: "But I am anxious to go to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit. In addition to my own selfish reasons, I also want to take the opportunity to ask for favor from His Majesty."

"grace?"

Jia Zheng wondered: "What kind of grace?"

Jiao Shun cupped his hands at him and said, "Uncle Shi, to be honest, I have asked for your majesty's permission. I will send the prince back to his home soon so that he can pay his respects to the Taiwei."

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang was overjoyed and quickly ordered someone to tell her sister-in-law and niece the good news.

Even her biological mother has already let go. If Jia Lian wants to make trouble with Baoyu, he will naturally not be able to make many waves.

In anger, he simply declared that he was feeling unwell and left the table.

But Wang Xifeng, who was really feeling unwell, took Tanchun as a shield and came closer to chat with Jiao Shun.

But before she could say a few words, Tanchun asked in a pretentious manner: "Brother Jiao, Dali Temple is already a part of the situation, and they only want to investigate, but why is there something involving the Supervisory Office here?"

There were no less than a dozen people in the flower hall. Although most of them were women, there were also men such as Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, Jia Baoyu, Jia Zhen, Jia Qiang, etc., but only Tanchun noticed this.

Jiao Shun smiled slightly and said: "Zhao Rongheng, the censor of the right capital, was born in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Now that the emperor has ordered to investigate and deal with many officials from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he naturally can't sit still. Whether it is to maintain the power of the township party or to accumulate reputation and compete for the Sui Dynasty.

It is impossible for him to sit idly by and watch as the leader left behind by Mr. Ge."

Tan Chun suddenly nodded. She had been cramming in the court knowledge these days, but firstly, the Rongguo Mansion had been relatively closed off recently, and secondly, the relationships in the court were inextricably linked, and it was not so easy to sort them out, so she still needed to focus on them.

Only by following the instructions can you fully understand the joints.

Immediately, she whispered again: "Listening to what Brother Jiao said, this matter should not be done by people from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, right?"

Jiao Shun shook his head repeatedly: "It's hard to say, it can't be said."

The meaning of "hard to say" is easy to understand, but as for "unspeakable"...

Tan Chunruo realized something and was about to inquire a few more words. Wang Ziteng's wife and daughter had already heard the news and rushed over. They thanked Jiao Shun profusely and asked when Wang Ren would be back.

She couldn't get a word in for a while, so she had to step aside.
Chapter completed!