Chapter 81 Leaving in a hurry
"I want to know how the investigation into the eldest daughter of the Ye family is going?"
Chen Chang'an hesitated. This was a case Xu Surong had told him to investigate. Someone was playing tricks on Xie Xun during his banquet. Fortunately, the victims were members of the Ye family; if it had been Xie Xun, he would have been in trouble. Xu Surong had told him to eliminate the person behind it.
"Don't worry, Master Chen. I only have a small handle on you. We're not at the point of a life-and-death struggle yet. Exposing you and Xu Surong right now won't do me any good. The south is in turmoil right now, and the court can't withstand such turmoil. Regardless of Xie Xun's bloodline, as long as he carries the surname 'Xie' and sits on the throne, no one will say anything."
Xie Chengyan paused, and finally said: "But after the war, it may not be the same -"
Chen Chang'an wasn't just a reckless warrior with only martial arts skills. He rose to the position of Jinyiwei Commander because of his courage, his wisdom, and the support of others. As Xie Chengyan had said, if he and Xu Surong were exposed, he would be the one who had harmed the country. The war-torn Yin Kingdom couldn't withstand such turmoil, but what about after the war?
At that time, whether Xie Chengyan said it or not was just a matter of his decision, right?
Chen Chang'an closed his eyes, his mind tangled. Although he didn't want to talk about it, Xie Chengyan had something on him, so he told the truth: "The pair of dancing shoes taken away by the Jinyiwei contained broken porcelain pieces. The pattern on the porcelain pieces is the same as the tea sets produced in the palace last year, so they must have belonged to someone who was at the palace banquet that night. There was also Ma Fei San. The coroner said that the amount of Ma Fei San was just right, neither wasting nor causing pain. So it must have been a doctor, and probably not very well-off, so they put it in just the right amount to avoid waste."
Everything he said matched up perfectly with Ye Lanzhou's. With the efficiency of the Jinyiwei and the imperial badge on Chen Chang'an's waist, it would probably take only a few days to track down Ye Lanzhou.
Xie Chengyan said, "The palace banquet is an inner palace matter. Lord Chen is busy with many things every day, so there is no need for him to get involved in matters outside of his purview. I will hand over everything to the East Factory tomorrow, and Lord Chen will not have to worry about it."
Things became much easier when they were in the hands of the East Factory. In recent years, there have been frequent personnel transfers in the East Factory, and there is no obvious tendency to take sides. The former director of the East Factory was rewarded for his meritorious service in arresting Prince Ning, and now he has set up a residence outside the palace and lives a stable life.
The current East Factory Supervisor, Wang Zhiyun, was promoted by Xie Chengyan. It would be easy to make a few changes to the file and then find a scapegoat to cover up the matter.
After finishing his talk, Xie Chengyan stood up and left, without finishing the bowl of mung bean soup on the table. As Chen Changan said, now is not the season for drinking mung bean soup.
Before he left, he also settled Chen Chang'an's share, but Chen Chang'an just sat in his seat without saying anything.
The owner of the dessert shop was still confused. He knew that this Lord Chen was not an ordinary person and was someone that common people like them could not afford to offend. However, the man in the black robe opposite him made him look dispirited with just a few words. He wondered who he was.
In the imperial city, talking too much is taboo. Thinking of this, the boss kept silent and gave the change. As he was flipping through the bill, he heard the checker say, "No need for change."
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up again and saw that the man had disappeared into the night. He walked hurriedly, as if he had something urgent to do.
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