Chapter 575 Jia Yanbing Confesses His Identity



Chapter 575 Jia Yanbing Confesses His Identity

Wan Laoer, Fubao and Wan Yirou sat in two carriages.

"Go back to the Duke's Mansion quickly."

There was chaos outside the teahouse at this time, and everyone was fleeing in all directions. No one paid any attention to the carriage of the Duke's Mansion.

Moreover, they were not the target of the assassination, so they got away easily.

In the teahouse, Wan Xingchen took Jia Yanbing out through the window and headed in another direction.

It was not until dark that Wan Xingchen brought Jia Yanbing back to the Duke's Mansion.

Both of them suffered some skin injuries.

When Zhao heard what happened in the teahouse, she felt restless all day.

It was not until she heard the servant report that Wan Xingchen had returned that she immediately brought people to Wan Xingchen's yard.

The doctor just came out of Wan Xingchen's yard.

"Doctor, how is Chen'er? Is the injury serious?"

"Madam, don't worry. The Second Young Master only has a superficial wound. He is not seriously injured. I have already applied medicine to him. He should stay out of the water for a few days and will be fine after a few days of rest."

Zhao hurriedly brought people into Wan Xingchen's house.

"Chen'er, how are you? You really scared me to death."

As soon as Zhao saw Wan Xingchen, she rushed over, grabbed Wan Xingchen and looked him up and down for a long time before she breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that her son was indeed fine, she pulled Wan Xingchen to sit down at the table.

"Mom, I'm really fine. These are just superficial injuries. It's difficult for those assassins to catch up with me. I patrol the capital every day. I know all the streets and alleys in the capital by heart. It's easy for me to get rid of them. These injuries were caused at the beginning."

"Tell me the truth, where did Mr. Yan come from? How did he know your Uncle Wan and become Fubao's teacher? Were they deceived? Could it be that he heard that they came to Beijing to look for your eldest brother and wanted to rely on them?"

Zhao immediately thought of revenge.

"Mom, I'm not sure yet. I need to ask Uncle Wan Er. Please go back first. I'll tell you after I understand everything."

Wan Xingchen coaxed Zhao to go to the backyard, and he went to the next yard.

Fubao has not returned yet and is bandaging Jia Yanbing's wound.

"Second uncle, sister Fubao."

Wan Xingchen stepped in and Wan Laoer quickly stood up.

"Xingchen, you are here, come in and sit down."

"Uncle, there's no one else here, so just tell me the truth. What happened today? Since I saved Mr. Yan, I should know his identity, right?"

Jia Yanbing had already bandaged the wound and looked up when he heard this.

He just happened to have something to say to Wan Xingchen, so there was nothing to hide. The other person hadn't asked anything today and had rescued him for Wan Laoer's sake. He really shouldn't hide it any longer, and he still had something to ask of Wan Xingchen.

"General Wan, please don't ask Brother Wan. I'll tell you myself. Although Brother Wan knows about my affairs, he doesn't know much. It's better for me to tell it myself."

Wan Xingchen then looked at Jia Yanbing.

Jia Yanbing slowly took off the mask, revealing a handsome face.

When he entered the mansion before, in order to make everyone accept him wearing a mask, he lied that his face was ugly. He was afraid of scaring everyone, so he had to wear a mask. However, now his face is not only not scary, but also so handsome, which is completely different from what he imagined.

"I'm sorry, General Wan. I lied before, but I had to do it. Now that I can no longer hide the truth, I can only tell you everything."

"My real name is Jia Yanbing, not Yan."

When Wan Xingchen first heard the name, he felt it sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it. After all, the Jia family was in Jiangnan, and not many people in the capital knew about it.

"I seem to have heard this name before, but I can't remember it clearly at the moment."

"My family is in Jiangnan. Even if General Wan hasn't heard of him, he does exist. My family has been doing business for generations."

"You are from the Jia family? The richest family in Jiangnan?" Even though Wan Xingchen didn't know much about wealthy businessmen from all over the place, he had heard of the Jia family in Jiangnan. After all, there had once been a concubine from the Jia family in the palace.

"It's even better if General Wan has heard of it. General Wan will be able to tell the truth from the falsehood of what I say next."

Wan Xingchen's heart was already in turmoil. He finally remembered who this Jia Yanbing was. He was the current head of the Jia family, but looking at his current attire, he was obviously down and out.

Wan Xingchen did not respond, but let Jia Yanbing tell him all his past, especially his experiences along the way and his speculations.

After hearing this, Wan Xingchen frowned. It seemed that this matter was beyond his ability and was not easy to handle.

Fu Bao suddenly asked, "Brother Chen, my husband's family must have been wrongly accused. Sister Rou's fiancé is the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple. I heard from Sister Qingmei and the others that the Dali Temple is specialized in solving cases. Can we ask them to help investigate?"

Wan Xingchen was stunned for a moment. How come this little girl knew everything?

However, he seemed to have not seen Ji Wenyu since the emperor issued the decree to grant them the marriage. He heard that he had become a popular guy now, and the emperor always valued him very much, whether in the court or in private. It was as if he was suddenly pulled out of a dark corner by the emperor, and his existence was seen by everyone at once.

Recently, the threshold of the Earl of Xichang’s house has been trampled down by everyone.

The usually deserted Earl's Mansion of Xichang has now become bustling with people. This is not only because of the emperor's attention, but also because of the marriage with the Duke's Mansion.

Now that Fubao mentioned it, Wan Xingchen also felt that it would be better to have more contact with Ji Wenyu. After all, he was the man his sister was going to marry. If he had bad character, he would harm his sister for the rest of her life.

"I'll inquire about this matter first, but Mr. Yan, I don't think it's appropriate for you to go out for the time being, and I'm afraid those people will come to assassinate you. And as far as I know, the silver collected from the confiscation of the family property doesn't seem to be much. If your family property is so much as Mr. Yan said, then someone must have embezzled it and used the silver for other things. This matter seems to be very tricky."

Wan Xingchen felt that someone must have deliberately framed the Jia family and embezzled most of the Jia family's property, but where did the property go? He had no idea, so he had to report the matter to the emperor.

Wan Xingchen had a hunch that this matter was probably related to King Li.

"Mr. Yan, can you make a list of your family's assets?"

Jia Yanbing was a little embarrassed. He certainly couldn't remember the list of their family's property, but he did remember the valuable items, land and shops in his mind. He only had some approximate figures for the antiques and paintings.

"I can only try to write it down, but there will probably be some discrepancies. However, I remember that my family only got a red coral that was half a person's height. That one was very rare."

"Sir, you said red coral that's half a person's height? I've seen it."

Fubao sat on Wan Laoer's lap, occasionally interjecting a few words, and his presence was very noticeable.

"Where?"

Wan Xingchen and Jia Yanbing asked Fubao in unison.

"In the palace."

Fubao replied affirmatively.

Wan Xingchen stood up immediately. This matter was indeed related to King Li. He had to go to the palace immediately.

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