Chang'an City, Grand Secretary's Mansion.

When Han Huanzhi arrived at the Grand Secretary's Mansion, it was almost dark, so he saw a Grand Secretary whose eyes seemed to emit dark red light in the darkness. Mu Zhaotong seemed to have grown ten years old all of a sudden. He was already quite old. He was about to be in his seventies. It is conceivable how much the blow to lose his son at this age is.

People like Han Huanzhi felt a little scared when they saw Mu Zhaotong's eyes. He walked in the darkness so he was not afraid of the darkness. But Mu Zhaotong was still dark at this moment, just like a white but bloodthirsty old wolf.

"Master?"

Han Huanzhi called softly, Mu Zhaotong mechanically raised his head and looked at him, then slowly lowered his head. He sat behind the desk, and finger marks could be seen on the desk. So Han Huanzhi looked at Mu Zhaotong's hands on the table. In addition to some fine powder of wood paint on the table, there were blood stains in the gaps between his fingers. The nails on one of the fingers had been turned up and it hurts when he looked.

"Your Majesty asked me to ask the Grand Secretary what else to explain, and the subordinates will take people to the Navy to investigate the case."

"Explanation?"

The Grand Secretary raised his head, and at that moment there seemed to be a light in his eyes.

"You are Han Huanzhi, you are Han Huanzhi who is afraid of when you see him!"

He seemed to have just reacted, suddenly stood up, stumbled to the side of the cabinet door, pulled out a thick stack of silver notes from it, and then stumbled back into Han Huanzhi's arms: "Take it, take it, take it, take it, give it to you all, help me find who killed Feng'er, help me cut him into pieces, give it to you all."

Han Huanzhi retreated repeatedly, and silver notes fell all over the ground.

"Master, you have lost your composure."

"You don't like money?"

Mu Zhaotong pointed at the silver notes on the ground with trembling hands: "You don't want this money? I understand. You don't love money, you love power... Do you know who I am? I am the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet in the current dynasty, and Your Majesty also listens to me more. You can help you get promoted. You say you want to be an official? The third rank, is the third rank enough? If not enough, then the second rank!"

He suddenly rushed over and grabbed Han Huanzhi's arms: "Kill him, kill him!"

Han Huanzhi sighed softly: "Master, you are really out of control."

At this moment, the door of the house creaked open. Mu Zhaotong's wife came in with the help of her maid. She looked at the mess of the room and couldn't help frowning, and whispered: "Help the master go to rest."

The two maids walked over quickly and halfwayed Mu Zhaotong and left the study room.

The old lady slowly squatted down and picked up the silver notes on the ground one by one. She looked at the brazier in the room and threw them in casually. Who knew how much silver it was?

"Please forgive Master Han for his misconduct. No matter how strong or steady he is in the court, he is always a father. How can my son not be sad if he dies tragically? If Master's words and deeds disturb Lord Han before, I will apologize for him."

She leaned over and bowed, and Han Huanzhi quickly reached out to support the old lady: "Madam, you are polite. I didn't see anything just now. The Grand Secretary was too sad and bedridden. I didn't see Grand Secretary today, but I just met you, Madam."

The old lady's face relaxed a little and bowed again: "I thank Lord Han on behalf of the Mu family."

"Mrs. Ruo has nothing to do, so the official will say goodbye first. After all, I have to rush to Jiangnan Road."

"Then please ask Lord Han to enforce the law impartially and seek justice for my son as soon as possible."

"The Tingwei Mansion has always been fair in investigating the case."

Han Huanzhi couldn't help but sigh after leaving the Grand Secretary's mansion. People like Mu Zhaotong were probably unable to withstand such a blow. Judging from their performance today, they would probably be useless.

The black carriage outside the door was parked there quietly, and the white scale logo on the carriage seemed to emit a chill. It was obviously a yamen that presided over justice, but it was chilling whenever it mentioned. Pedestrians on the street didn't dare to approach the carriage when they saw it, and they had to bypass two more steps.

Han Huanzhi got into the car and sat down. After a while of silence, he ordered: "Go to Yanta Academy."

After Han Huanzhi left, Mu Zhaotong returned to the study room. His wife asked her to come in and clean the study room. The servants were frightened by the master's ghost-like appearance and didn't even dare to go out of their anger. They hurriedly cleaned the study room and then retreated. Only Mu Zhaotong and his wife were left in the room.

After a long time, Mu Zhaotong took a few deep breaths, then looked out the window, and the wife immediately went over and closed the window.

“I have no problem with my performance.”

"No."

The lady's tone was a little heavy when she answered because her heart was also painful, very painful.

"Han Huanzhi was here to ask me what I had to do. If he went to the navy to investigate the case, he would be considered a ghost. His Majesty favored Zhuang Yong favored the wild boy named Shen Leng and arranged for the navy to go south. The people from the Tingwei Mansion followed the navy to investigate the situation. My son was killed in the navy camp. Bai Shangnian was killed on Yanping Island, Taihu Lake, and ran to Pingyue Road to investigate the case!"

He slapped the table with a snap, the lady shook her head slightly, and Mu Zhaotong gasped and calmed herself down as much as possible.

"Han Huanzhi came to see what I looked like, and was here to see it for His Majesty."

The lady said in a calm tone: "You blame Your Majesty for favoritism... You already want to kill him, but you blame him for favoritism? The master's reaction was very good just now, and Han Huanzhi shouldn't see anything."

"How could I let him see something!"

Mu Zhaotong said coldly: "I have already taken someone to the cabinet for leave. I have to play a madman now, a madman who has lost his mind because of the pain of losing his son, so that they think I am ruined... I deliberately let Han Huanzhi see those silver notes and see my disobedience, and he will tell the emperor what he saw in the first place. I need time, and what I need most now is time."

"Feng'er won't die in vain."

The lady walked to Mu Zhaotong: "I will make the person who killed Feng'er pay the price."

"Madam, don't worry about these things. I know you are actually sadder than me. The wind is yours and you can't help but feel sad. You are just afraid that I will fall."

"master......"

The lady's eyes turned red and she couldn't help crying.

"I will let Your Majesty see a useless man as he wishes. Only when I become a useless man will he relax his vigilance. He just wants to move a navy. We have lost our son. The price is too high... But because of this, I have to make those people pay double the price!"

Mu Zhaotong took deep breaths, but her face was so gloomy.

The carriage from the Tingwei Mansion slowly moved forward along the street. Although there was a saint order to go south to investigate the case, Han Huanzhi seemed not very anxious because he knew very well that Your Majesty was not in a hurry. If he had investigated this case clearly before the Navy and Qiu Liren went to war, then Your Majesty would be unhappy. If he had investigated it clearly after the Navy and Qiu Liren went to war, Your Majesty would still be unhappy. Since he was unhappy sooner or later, why bother to worry?

Han Huanzhi was actually in a mood to let his followers buy some snacks halfway. When the carriage stopped in front of the vendor, he scared the person who bought the snacks so much that his legs became weak. His hands were swaying a bit outrageously, and his teeth were trembling when he spoke.

Han Huanzhi personally paid for the money and asked him to pay the bill, regardless of whether the vendor wanted to throw it on the stall and left.

He opened the oil paper bag and smelled the soup bun that had just been out of the pot. Han Huanzhi breathed comfortably, took a small mouthful and sucked the soup, his face full of satisfaction.

The carriage stopped outside Yanta Academy. The guards of the gate immediately changed their face when they saw the carriage. Even if he was guarding the gate of Yanta Academy, he was still in awe of this black carriage.

Han Huanzhi didn't get out of the car and asked someone to report it, so he sat quietly in the carriage and sucked his soup buns. After eating, he carefully pinched a grain of dregs that fell on his clothes and put them in his mouth, and ate them with his teeth.

"The old dean asked the adults to come in."

The voice of his subordinates came from outside the carriage, and Han Huanzhi calmed down and got off the car.

There is a small lake in the academy. Students like to take a walk by the lake, but it is already winter and it is already dark. Who would be walking outside? The old dean is wearing thick clothes and sitting on the bench by the lake waiting for Han Huanzhi. He is always more afraid of the cold when he is older. The old man sitting there keeps stomping his feet, which is a bit cute.

Han Huanzhi couldn't help laughing when she saw the old dean sitting here: "Why be so careful?"

The old dean also smiled: "This place is so good. I just told people to light up the lights nearby so that people can see you and me. People have a habit of thinking. When you and I meet and chat by the lake, they will feel that we have nothing to say in private. It is very open and honest. Even if it is dark now, everyone will see me chatting with you. How great is it."

Han Huanzhi smiled and shook her head, sat down on the bench next to the old dean: "The student came here to ask, how long should we investigate the case this time?"

"You are afraid that you have already had the answer, so why bother to come and ask me?"

"I'd better ask the sir to feel at ease."

"It's better not to have time."

The old dean smiled cunningly: "Before fighting, you investigated to disrupt the morale of the army, when fighting, you investigated to affect the situation of the war, after the battle, if you lose, you still checked to find out whether it was a mourning or even more. If you win, you still checked to find out whether it was a mourning or even more... You said your job was hard or not."

Han Huanzhi said: "Actually, the students came here because of another thing."

"explain."

"The Censor Lai Cheng is also a disciple of the gentleman. He came from Yanta Academy. This person cannot be poured into the water... If the student investigated the case this time and found nothing, then His Majesty will be able to pass the seal, and the Censor Lai Cheng will bite me."

The old dean laughed loudly, laughing and laughed, "Everyone said that the people in your Tingwei Mansion are evil dogs, but they are afraid that the Censorate will bite you."

"The difference is that they are all His Majesty's dogs. The difference is that we bite the person His Majesty asked us to bite. Those guys in the Censorate even bite His Majesty."

The old dean smiled and said, "Yes, the people from the Censorate even bit His Majesty. If you bit His Majesty, you have to say that you are welcome to bite again next time."

People like Han Huanzhi were amused by this sentence and their lips were raised.

"I'll try my best to say it. You said just now. That guy Lai Cheng couldn't pour water into it, otherwise His Majesty wouldn't let him take care of the Censorate."

"Thank you sir."

Han Huanzhi sorted out his clothes and felt that it was really too cold outside.

"Then the student will say goodbye first."

"You know why Your Majesty asked you to go to Pingyue Road."

"Students know, investigate the case."

"Investigate the case..."

Han Huanzhi stood up: "Some people thought that Nanyue had just been destroyed and there was an opportunity to take advantage of it. They collected a lot of defeated Nanyue soldiers and weapons and supplies from the treasury. The students heard that Mu Zhaotong had wanted to arrange the Jinggi Dao Cheng Bai Guinan to be the first Dao Man there before, and this was a bit too much."

The old dean nodded: "It's good that you understand. Your Majesty asked you to investigate. You can investigate with confidence and boldness. All over the world, your Majesty is the greatest."
Chapter completed!