Lin Shikai was arrested, and only then did the Han family find out what he had done. Upon questioning, they traced the matter back to Han Yin.
Lin Shikai was Han Yin's maternal uncle and one of the most important officials in the Han family line.
Why did you replace your uncle with someone insignificant?
"Since you've changed jobs, why don't you do things properly? Why give people this kind of leverage?"
"You killed your uncle, do you even know that?"
It's not just death; the whole family might be wiped out, and it could even implicate the Imperial Concubine and the Eighth Prince.
The Duke of Han was trembling with anger. That was the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, an important official in the court, just one step away from becoming the Minister of the Six Ministries. How much effort would the Han and Lin families have to put in to support such a person?
Han Yin was stunned, not expecting things to turn out this way.
It's just a minor matter of changing a death row inmate. How come it was reported to His Majesty in the afternoon, even though it was only done at noon?
Han Yin was also bewildered, but he knew that something must have gone wrong somewhere. He quickly said, "Grandfather, please allow me to investigate the truth and then come back to apologize."
Although Han Yin is young, he is quite shrewd and meticulous in his work. The Duke of Han has high hopes for him and believes that he would not do this intentionally.
The Duke of Han's gaze was deep and shrewd, carrying a chilling, calculating air: "Yin'er, do you understand that this matter must have nothing to do with your uncle?"
Whether you have connections or not, in the power struggle, there are plenty of ways to get rid of someone by talking back.
Han Yin nodded solemnly: "Grandson understands."
Han Yin went directly to Shen Changlin, his aura fierce, and held a long sword to Shen's neck: "Where is Shen Mingren?"
Shen Changlin hadn't figured out the person's identity yet, but he had seen him around Shen Shu before. He was a little scared, but inexplicably confident, and said with a fawning smile, "You're Shu'er's friend, right? I really need to thank you. If it weren't for you, my son wouldn't be alive."
Han Yin's eyes flashed with disgust: "Didn't I tell you to send him away immediately? Why aren't you doing as I said?"
Shen Changlin, with the air of a seasoned veteran, said, "I sent him away. I sent him away immediately, so he would go far away and never come back."
He was quite pleased with himself. He had sent the person away as agreed, so he hadn't done anything wrong. As for Ming'er running back to seek revenge on that wretched girl Chen Ning, that was none of his business.
Yes, he knew that Shen Ming was going to kill Shen Ning, and even agreed with and encouraged him, providing Shen Ming with a dagger.
Shen Ning deserves to die.
Now that Shen Ming is dead, if he goes and kills Shen Ning, no one can trace it back to Shen Ming.
Once Shen Ning dies, all the remaining assets of the eldest son's family will belong to him.
He had a well-thought-out plan, and at this moment he was overjoyed.
Han Yin came to him on his own initiative, which must mean that Shen Ning is dead. As long as he insists that his son has already left the city, then the crime has nothing to do with them.
They risked committing a crime by releasing Shen Ming, betting that they wouldn't betray him.
Shen Changlin lacked great wisdom, but possessed plenty of clever tricks. Little did he know that these ill-advised clevernesses would ultimately harm him.
Han Yin, seeing that he was still trying to argue, kicked him to the ground, furious: "Shen Ming went to assassinate Shen Ning, but was killed by Shen Ning and her maid. The body was sent to the Dali Temple, and the matter has even reached His Majesty. Shen Changlin, how dare you and your son!"
Shen Changlin was dumbfounded: "No...no way, how could Ming'er be dead? How could he be dead?"
Han Yin: "So, you knew about this too, right?"
Han Yin raised his longsword, he really wanted to chop this fool to pieces with one blow.
It's just a matter of changing a death row inmate; it's that simple. As long as the cooperation is proper, no one will know.
It was precisely because it was so simple that he didn't participate personally, but only instructed someone to tell Shen Changlin to send the person away immediately and not let anyone know that the person was still alive.
But he did it! In less than half a day, he turned the tables and stabbed him in the back, catching him completely off guard.
He even caused his uncle to be questioned, how dare he?
Shen Changlin knew he had gotten himself into trouble. He couldn't even care less about his grief over his son's death and hurriedly begged for forgiveness: "I didn't know! I really sent him away. How could he come back to kill someone? This must be a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"
Han Yin: "Then I'll take you downstairs and ask him if it's a misunderstanding."
Shen Changlin knelt down, waving his hands as he retreated. He had no doubt that this man could kill him. His eyes darted around furtively as he considered how to escape.
Han Yin wouldn't give him the chance: "The head constable of the Ministry of Justice is named Li Erzhu. He lives in Yongxi Lane. He has a seriously ill elderly mother at home. You bribe him with money and ask him to help you get your son released, understand?"
"Huh?" Shen Changlin was dumbfounded: "I didn't, when did I...?"
The sword tip was pressed against his neck, and a pill was flicked into Shen Changlin's mouth as he opened it.
"This is a poison used in the palace to control people. They have to take the antidote every two days, otherwise they will die from intestinal perforation and ants eating their hearts."
poison?
Shen Changlin was terrified and desperately tried to vomit, but Han Yin kicked him away again, looking down at him with contempt and mockery: "It's no use. Once that medicine is in your stomach, it won't matter if you vomit your stomach out."
After saying that, he raised his hand and waved: "Men, take him away."
Such an important witness naturally had to be sent to the palace.
Han Yin thought he had come up with a foolproof plan that would surely help his uncle get away with his crime, but Shen Changlin had only been led out for less than three zhang when he suddenly clutched his neck and stared wide-eyed.
"What happened?"
What are you doing?
The two guards holding him thought he was resisting, but something seemed off about his condition.
Han Yin strode over. At first glance, he thought Shen Changlin was pretending to evade responsibility, but before he could even start cursing, blood began flowing from Shen Changlin's nostrils and eyes, followed by his ears and mouth...
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