My father, on horseback, is the empire's dragon commander; off horseback, he is the current prime minister. People call me the Young Prime Minister.
My father and I both feared being slau...
Seeing that Xue Yun was somewhat out of control, the servants behind He Yin tried to pull her away, but He Yin stopped them.
He Yin squatted down and gently helped Xue Yun up, saying calmly, "Madam, there's no need for this. I'm here to uphold justice! Calm down and tell me what you know."
Xue Yun had already prepared his story. It was nothing more than Zhao Cheng stealing Wang Yufeng's maid, and the two young men fighting over a woman. Young people are competitive, so a fight would have been fine, but Zhao Cheng was too ruthless and cruel, and he killed Wang Yufeng.
Xue Yun didn't say that he saw it with his own eyes; it was all the result of his investigation. He didn't even mention Chen Yuxian's name during the process, as if he had never appeared in the whole incident.
"Madam, I'm sorry, we need to open the coffin."
"I understand, I understand!"
When the Ministry of Justice personnel opened the coffin to examine the body, He Yin noticed the wound on Wang Yufeng's neck and asked, "Madam, how did the young master die?"
"He was killed by Zhao Cheng's maid who slit his throat!"
Xue Yun didn't lie about this, but emphasized, "It was Zhao Cheng who instigated it! My son originally wanted to let it go, but Zhao Cheng insisted on killing him!"
He Yin asked, "What did that maid use to cut her throat?"
"This..." Xue Yun paused for a moment, then said, "It should be a small knife, a dagger or something like that, in short, a sharp weapon!"
"It seems that even Madam is unaware of the details."
"You can tell just by looking at this wound..." Xue Yun sighed, covering his forehead. "I'm so heartbroken! I've been waiting for you all to come, Lord He, you must do me justice!"
"Don't get agitated, I will handle this matter impartially."
After a period of routine questioning, He Yin finally left with her entourage.
When they reached the front yard, Xue Yun and Wang Yuluan pulled He Yin aside. Seeing that an old man was following He Yin, they deliberately coughed.
He Yin said, "This is Lao Mu, a skilled officer from the Ministry of Justice, and also a member of my He family. You may speak freely."
"They're from the He family! That makes things easy, very easy!"
Xue Yun gave Wang Yuluan a wink, and Wang Yuluan immediately brought over an exquisite wooden box.
A sharp glint flashed in He Yin's eyes as she asked, "What is this?"
Wang Yuluan opened the wooden box slightly, and He Yin saw that it contained gold bars, jewelry, and thick stacks of silver notes.
Wang Yuluan said, "My mother said that for this small case, Lord He, a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Justice, actually came all the way from Changsui to Yanchuan. It must have been a long and arduous journey, not to mention the physical and mental strain he has had to endure these past few days. This is a small token of my mother's appreciation, so that Lord He and all the other officials can take a break and nourish themselves."
He Yin reached out and opened the wooden box lid wider, saying, "Madam, you have quite the generosity!"
Xue Yun said sincerely, "It doesn't even amount to one-tenth of my gratitude to you, sir!"
"Then I will gladly accept it."
He Yin shook her head, and He Mu, who was standing to the side, immediately took the box.
Seeing this, Xue Yun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Madam is very good at handling people. However, you are wrong about one thing."
"Lord He, may I ask what it is?"
“In my eyes, He Yin, any case involving a death, regardless of the victim’s identity, is not a minor case.”
He Yin emphasized, "Therefore, I will certainly handle this case impartially!"
He Yin emphasized the phrase "handle matters impartially."
After speaking, He Yin decisively left.
Watching the backs of the Ministry of Justice officials, Wang Yuluan leaned closer to Xue Yun and asked suspiciously, "Mother, I feel that He Yin is very strange. What did his last sentence mean?"
"Handling it impartially, what else could it mean? Didn't you hear him emphasizing it?"
"But his words were ambiguous, as if he understood our meaning, yet also as if he didn't..."
"Are you stupid, son! Don't worry about his style of speaking, as long as he dares to take the money, that's all that matters! Taking money to do things, that's the rule! Would he break the rules?"
Xue Yun, looking completely confident, said coldly, "This time... let's see if Zhao Cheng lives or dies!!!"
...
"I'll die! I'll die!"
Zhao Cheng, his head pressed against the ground, slapped He Zhi, who was gripping his neck, with his backhand: "If you don't let go, I'll really die!"
He Zhi remained motionless, causing Zhao Cheng's face to turn blue from the pressure.
"stop."
Yang Taozhi, who was watching the game with her arms crossed, said something, and He Zhi then let go of Zhao Cheng.
"Master, you're not dead... ptooey! Are you alright?" Zhao Wu hurriedly went over to help Zhao Cheng.
"Are you blind?! How could I be alright?" Zhao Cheng roared, one hand on his neck and the other pointing at He Zhi: "Are you trying to rebel?!"
He Zhi said in a serious tone, "In the situation just now, unless you accidentally bit off your own tongue and then accidentally swallowed it and choked to death, you won't die as long as I don't want you to."
Zhao Cheng stared at He Zhi with wide eyes and said, "Do I need you to answer so seriously? Should I bite off my tongue? How painful would that be?!"
"Don't make things difficult for Commander He," Yang Taozhi said as she walked over. "Look at yourself now! You're frail and weak, all brains and no limbs!"
"A sharp mind is enough. I've already said I don't practice martial arts!"
"Why don't you learn martial arts? You have so many masters around you; others would beg for such opportunities!"
Yang Taozhi was a little angry and said, "My swordsmanship, He Zhi's spear technique, Zhao Wu's knife technique, you only need to specialize in one. I don't expect you to become a master, but at least you'll have the ability to protect yourself, right?"
Zhao Cheng held up two fingers and said, "I'll just ask you two questions!"
"First, does martial arts training require daily perseverance, and not just sporadic effort?"
Yang Taozhi nodded.
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