"The chief priest of the Huayu Temple, Mu Hanyan." Zhao Xinghu felt that his elder brother's question was a bit unnecessary, but he still said it with gritted teeth.
"It's really her!" Zhao Xinghong frowned heavily.
"What's wrong, big brother? Does Mu Hanyan have some special background?" Zhao Xinghu noticed that his big brother was frowning and asked in confusion.
He knew that as the right priest of the Temple of Life, Zhao Xinghong did not actually take the chief priests of the twelve temples under him seriously. Although the Flower Rain Temple had a long history and once had a transcendent status, it had declined for many years after all, and its current status was not as good as the Twelve Temples. But looking at Zhao Xinghong's expression, it seemed that Mu Hanyan was not that simple.
"She doesn't have any special background, but I was just looking at the file sent by Long Aoli. The final winner of the Tianyang Temple's sacrificial ceremony this time was Mu Hanyan. This person's strength should not be underestimated." Zhao Xinghong said.
In reality, what Zhao Xinghong truly cared about wasn't Mu Hanyan's strength, but her age. At such a young age, she had already become the master of a hall, defeated Long Aoli and his son, intimidated the other hall chief priests, and even won the championship in the sacrificial ceremony. Mu Hanyan's talent and potential were absolutely not to be ignored.
Any family with an ancient heritage has experienced ups and downs, and has even experienced life-and-death crises more than once. Therefore, as the head of a family, one is often more cautious and will never easily make enemies, especially those with great potential.
And Mu Hanyan is obviously one of them.
Zhao Xinghu curled his lips. This was nonsense. If Mu Hanyan was that powerful, how could he, Zhao Xinghu, accept punishment obediently given his status and position?
"Brother, we, the Zhao family, have never been humiliated like this. You have to take charge of this for me." Zhao Xinghu said with a sad face.
He was already quite old, but when he begged his elder brother for help, he looked so pitiful, like a child who had been wronged and was crying to an adult.
"Tell me first, why did Mu Hanyan torture you?" Zhao Xinghong looked at his pitiful appearance and couldn't harden his heart.
In fact, Zhao Xinghu was quite talented. If he had tried harder, he would have had a chance to compete with him for the position of the head of the family. However, he gave up early, which made it possible for Zhao Xinghong to become the head of the family.
Zhao Xinghu's lust, greed, and reckless behavior over the years were also largely due to his indulgence. Otherwise, his position in the family would never be secure.
Therefore, he still felt somewhat guilty towards his younger brother.
"It's all because of the sleeping matter..." Zhao Xinghu did not hide anything and quickly recounted what happened in Huayu City.
Arranging maids to sleep with the emperor was a customary practice in all temples, so he certainly didn't think it was shameful.
"Mu Hanyan is making a big deal out of nothing. Even if her Huayu Temple doesn't tolerate such things, and the rules are different from those of other temples, you are not guilty of ignorance. How can she be so arrogant and ruthless!" After listening, Zhao Xinghong said angrily.
"This is all thanks to my compassion for women. Seeing that the slut refused to obey, I did not force her. Otherwise, it would not be as simple as flogging her a hundred times. According to Mu Hanyan's previous order, I should have been flogged a hundred times and then executed on the spot." Zhao Xinghu said resentfully.
"What? You mean you didn't do anything to that slave girl?" Zhao Xinghong asked in surprise. Zhao Xinghu had spoken too quickly before, and some of his remarks were unclear.
"Yes, if I ruin her innocence, do you think I can come back alive?" Zhao Xinghu said with a sullen face.
"This is too much! This is really too much!" Zhao Xinghong finally got furious.
If Zhao Xinghu was so lustful that he used force to destroy the innocence of another maid, Mu Hanyan would have punished him severely in anger, but since Zhao Xinghu did not succeed, it would have been too much for her to do so!
Zhao Xinghong did not doubt Zhao Xinghu's words. He knew his beloved brother's character best. Although he had a bad character, he never lied to him.
"That's right. I, Zhao Xinghu, have never suffered such hardship since I was a child, let alone been humiliated like this." Zhao Xinghu added fuel to the fire.
"Does she know your identity?" Zhao Xinghong asked.
"Of course she knew. She knew it on the first day I arrived. If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhuge Qiu." Zhao Xinghu replied.
"Okay, okay. Knowing that he is my, Zhao Xinghong's younger brother, she still uses such heavy hands for such a trivial matter. She doesn't take my Zhao family and me, Zhao Xinghong, seriously." Zhao Xinghong was extremely angry, but he calmed down and said with a sneer.
He didn't realize that what he considered a trivial matter was no small matter to Mu Hanyan. He only saw the suffering of his brother, but never considered the humiliation suffered by the maid. Of course, a high-handed priest like him, who treated the common people as pariahs, how could he care about the dignity of a mere common woman?
Seeing the sneer on Zhao Jianghong's face, Zhao Xinghu was delighted. Knowing his elder brother well, he knew that he was really angry this time.
This is no longer a matter of his personal honor or disgrace, but concerns the reputation of the Zhao family, and even more so the dignity of Zhao Xinghong, the right priest of the Temple of Life.
"How is the investigation into Xiang Qiuzhan going?" Zhao Xinghong asked.
"I haven't checked it carefully yet, but in my opinion, Xiang Qiuzhan is so elusive and powerful that even our five upper-level temples can't deal with him. Even if Mu Hanyan has some strength, it is impossible for her to kill him on the spot. Even if others can't beat him, can't they run away? This is most likely just a rumor, or someone is impersonating Xiang Qiuzhan and using his name to establish his own authority." Zhao Xinghu certainly couldn't help Mu Hanyan clear his name, so he made up nonsense.
"Forget it. This matter is of great importance, and there are many doubts. It's normal that you can't find out. Don't be too definitive when reporting it. Just be ambiguous." Zhao Xinghong warned. Someone in his position naturally exercised caution and would leave a way out for himself.
"Yes, big brother, I understand." Zhao Xinghu nodded, and then asked anxiously, "Big brother, how are you going to deal with that bitch?"
"Don't ask about this matter for now, and don't spread it around. I have my own way to seek justice for you." Zhao Xinghong said with a gloomy face.
Mu Hanyan was, after all, the head priest of a hall, so he couldn't just move against her. At the very least, he couldn't give her a reason to do so. He had to do it with a legitimate reason. And if he did, he had to kill her. Otherwise, with Mu Hanyan's potential, she would become a serious threat in the future.
Zhao Xinghong returned to the coffee table and picked up the file sent by the Tianyang Temple. He then looked through the other files sent by his subordinates, tapping the table lightly with his fingers.
After a moment, a cold and ruthless smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.
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