Chapter 295: I Still Have Tomorrow
Evening after the rain.
Before it was completely dark, a row of imperial guards surrounded Prince Gong's mansion.
The stone lion with its mouth open at the door seemed to be less imposing.
The young general leading the troops knocked on the door very hard, and the banging sound could be heard from far away.
When the housekeeper hurriedly came to report, Murong Xun was just about to have dinner.
"Your Highness! The Imperial Guards have surrounded the palace, claiming they are following the Emperor's orders."
"Could something have happened in the palace again?" Murong Xun was a little surprised.
His eyebrows moved, and the wound on his forehead was affected, causing some pain.
Last night's palace banquet was in chaos, and he got a small cut on his forehead, perhaps from a piece of porcelain or broken ice.
Murong Xun didn't feel anything at the time, but only discovered that he had a head injury when he returned home.
He seems to be slow to sense some things and always realizes them belatedly.
Just like when he heard that the palace was surrounded by the imperial guards, he realized his brother's ambiguous attitude towards him in the past two years.
Murong Xun put down his chopsticks and went to the front yard.
The young general of the Imperial Guards met Murong Xun, saluted, and then said loudly:
"I, your humble servant, have been ordered by the Emperor to guard Prince Gong's residence. For the next few days, no one in the palace is allowed to leave, and no one outside the palace is allowed to enter without permission.
Everything entering or leaving the palace, whether it be delicacies or coarse utensils, must be inspected and not the slightest thing can be overlooked. We, humble officials, must diligently perform our duties, patrolling day and night to ensure the safety of the palace."
Murong Xun's expression changed. "My brother ordered you to place me under house arrest? Is this related to the assassin last night?"
"Your Majesty, I am only following orders and do not know anything else."
The young general conveyed the emperor's order in a businesslike manner and was about to leave.
Murong Xun clenched his fists.
Over the years, he has obeyed his brother's orders and followed his advice in everything.
Why is the emperor still suspicious of him and making him feel uneasy?
"Your Majesty."
"Father."
He Yan and Murong Wan also arrived at this time.
It was the first time they saw this scene and they were shocked.
From what this young general said, no one in the entire palace can even leave the door. Doesn't that mean everyone is confined inside the palace?
Murong Wan was very anxious.
Because Murong Ming was embarrassed before, she hardly went out recently.
But not wanting to go out and not being able to go out are two different things.
If it is really just for safety protection, then why not just send people to patrol strictly? Why not let them go out?
This doesn't seem like they are preventing evil people from entering the house, but rather like they are preventing the people in their house.
"If you can't go out, then you can't go out. Even if you beg me to go out, I may not agree." Murong Ming came out lazily, as if he was watching the excitement of someone else's house.
He was already imprisoned in the mansion as punishment, so it made no difference to him.
He had nothing to worry about. This was the prince's residence. Who could do anything to their family?
Murong Ming felt secretly delighted when he saw Murong Wan's ugly expression.
Murong Wan should also have a taste of what it feels like to be trapped in the mansion.
He Yan didn't know what exactly happened, but looking at the current situation, she could guess that the emperor was probably extremely dissatisfied with Murong Xun, which was why he openly sent people to surround the palace.
When she saw Murong Xun's angry and helpless look, she knew she couldn't count on him.
At a time like this, she might as well ask her parents' home, as her father's brain was much clearer than Murong Xun's.
He Yan has been very popular in the capital in recent years, partly because of her status as a princess and partly because she is a daughter of the He family.
When it comes to the He family, who wouldn't give them some face?
"Young General, I need to send someone back to my mother's home to get some things." He Yan said.
The young general had one foot out of the door, turned around and sneered:
"Princess, don't even think about going to the He Mansion. The people from the Dali Temple are searching for the assassin there. The He Mansion is much more chaotic than this."
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He Mansion.
He Tingfang's family sat in the central hall, even the youngest He Wenhan was there.
The Dali Temple came with an imperial edict to search, and they couldn't stop them at all, so they could only be searched.
The whole family looked at the eldest son, He Tingfang, the backbone of the family.
He Tingfang closed his eyes and remained silent.
From the first day he started working for Murong Yu, he knew there was a knife hanging over his head.
Now the knife is about to fall.
A large number of officers and soldiers came to search, and they rushed to every courtyard of the He Mansion at the same time, leaving no corner of the Mansion untouched, even the woodshed and the toilet.
Hao Ren also came to He Mansion.
In the eyes of the He family, Hao Ren is an absolute lackey who relies on flattery in front of the emperor to gain benefits and wants to get involved in everything.
The officers and soldiers turned the He Mansion upside down. After searching every corner, Hao Ren came to the main hall.
Hao Ren held a stack of letters and a flying knife in his hands, his face solemn:
"Sir Yu, the flying knife we just found is very similar to the one that stabbed the emperor in the shoulder last night. There also seems to be something wrong with these letters."
Dali Temple Minister Yu took the flying knife and took a look at it, then unfolded a few letters and read them, his expression becoming more and more frightening:
"He Tingfang, you dare to secretly communicate with other countries, frame loyal officials, and attempt rebellion! Come, take He Tingfang back to the Dali Temple for a thorough interrogation!"
Lord Yu spoke in one breath, speaking very fluently.
He had been in the Dali Temple for more than ten years. It was he who had gone to the Pei family to arrest someone, and he had said exactly the same thing in the Pei residence.
The difference is that the person who stood next to him and kept saying that he had found evidence was He Tingfang.
Now, it was Hao Ren who found the evidence, and He Tingfang became the sinner.
"Don't spit bloody words at me!"
"This is a frame-up! When did my father attempt to rebel?"
"Unfair! This must be a frame-up by a villain!"
"I want to go to the palace to ask for an audience..."
He Tingfang's children and grandchildren screamed, their faces pale.
Everyone in the room was panicked.
If they are charged with such a crime, there is no need to guess what will happen to the He family.
Only He Ting remained calm:
"It's time to change the words Lord Yu uses when he comes to arrest people. It's been over ten years, and he's still using the same few words."
His voice was surprisingly calm, as if everything was expected.
He knew exactly what was in his house.
There were never any flying knives, and no confidential letters were ever left behind to serve as leverage.
He knew these were all fake. Everything Hao Ren did today was just like what he had done to the Pei family before.
It was for this reason that He Tingfang understood that it was Murong Yu who wanted to kill him.
Whether the evidence is true or false is not important at all.
He Wenhan was so scared that his legs went weak when he saw his grandfather was about to be taken away.
He was very afraid of his grandfather and hated him, especially when he was punished.
But if my grandfather was arrested, the He family would be finished, and so would he.
He Wenhan pointed at Hao Ren with an excited look:
"It's you! You framed me, right? You're holding a grudge against me and our He family because of the Apricot Blossom Banquet, so, so you..."
He Wenhan rushed towards Hao Ren, but was stopped in time by the soldiers and was pushed to the ground in a mess.
Hao Ren glanced at him calmly, his tone calm:
"Young Master He, please be careful with your words. We are all here to do our duty according to the Emperor's order. How can there be any personal vendetta?"
He Tingfang sneered at Hao Ren:
"Master Hao has the courage and the means. Why not think about whether He's today will be Master Hao's tomorrow?"
Hao Ren smiled back:
"I still have tomorrow, but Secretary He may only have today."
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