Chapter 137 Moon Viewing (Part 1)
Han Yao, who was playing with birds in the courtyard, was startled and angry: "Who is it! How dare you be so presumptuous to trespass into my Han family!"
The servants gathered together and were about to take action, but when they saw the person coming, they all froze in place.
These people were all wearing official uniforms, and they looked like——
Han Tong heard the noise and came out quickly. He was shocked to see the men and horses who had blocked the gate.
"Lord Su?"
These are all people from the Dali Temple!
Han Yao turned around, puzzled: "Dad, they..."
Han Tong gave him a look, telling him not to say anything more.
A strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart. He forced a smile, took a step forward, and politely bowed: "Master Su, what are you doing? If you need to find me, just send someone to find me. Why do this?"
Su Wei looked at him coldly and raised his right hand. The officers and soldiers following him divided into two lines and quickly rushed into the yard, ready for battle.
The smile on Han Tong's face could no longer be maintained.
Su Wei's official position was higher than his, but the two of them belonged to the Dali Temple and the Guanglu Temple respectively, and they usually kept to themselves. Su Wei had no right to boss him around.
But looking at the officers and soldiers all over the yard, Han Tong felt vaguely uneasy, as if something had happened.
Han Tong's eyes turned a little cold:
"Master Su, I don't know what crime Han has committed that has alarmed you and made you come to your house in person?"
Su Wei looked down at him with cold and mocking eyes.
"You know what you did."
Han Tong's hand in his sleeve slowly tightened: "Please forgive me for being stupid and not understanding Lord Su's intention. In addition, although I am not a high-ranking official, I am still an official appointed by the court. Lord Su, it is not appropriate for you to bring people to my residence like this, right?"
Su Wei seemed to have heard a joke.
"Guanglu Temple Secretary Zhou You reported that you secretly instructed him to poison the polo match and framed Zhao Hanguang! Han Tong! You can plead guilty!"
Han Tong's heart suddenly sank to the bottom!
…
"Girl! It's bad!"
The little maid ran in in panic.
Su Peier was doing needlework. When she heard this, she looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
The little maidservant was out of breath, pointing outside and stammering, "Master Han was taken away by the people from the Dali Temple!"
Su Pei'er was careless and the embroidery needle pierced her fingertips. Bright red blood oozed out instantly, staining the handkerchief red.
She stood up suddenly: "What's going on?"
The little maidservant was also puzzled: "I, I only heard that it seemed that Lord Han was related to a polo match... and that someone poisoned him!"
Su Peier walked back and forth twice, biting her red lips lightly.
"Dali Temple... I'm afraid we're in big trouble now!"
Although she didn't know what had happened, she knew that the Dali Temple came to her house in person and took people away in public, which was definitely not a simple matter.
"Where is Han--Han Lang?" she asked again.
When the little maid heard her mention Han Yao, she curled her lips.
"He's staying in the room! Ever since Lord Han was taken away, he has been extremely panicked. In the end, he simply locked the door and refused to see anyone."
Su Pei'er felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen again. She held her stomach and frowned slightly.
The little maid quickly supported her and said, "Miss, are you feeling unwell again? I just got the medicine back, I'll go and boil it now!"
Su Peier shook her head: "I'm fine."
She would no longer hurt her body because of such things. Just as Ye Chutang said, it was not worth it.
Su Peier slowed down and ordered, "Go and boil the medicine. I'll come back later to drink it."
The little maid was stunned: "What are you going to do?"
Su Peier looked outside: "Since Lord Han has been taken away, the Han family will have to rely on Han Lang to support it. There are so many things going on inside and outside, so I naturally have to accompany him."
…
Sky prison.
Zhao Hanguang almost thought he had misheard: "What did you say? Zhou You changed his confession?"
The jailer kicked away the torn mat on the ground, smiled and bowed, "Master Zhao has suffered a lot these past few days. If I have offended you in the past, I hope you will forgive me."
He took a half step back: "Please come this way——"
Zhao Hanguang was still confused.
He didn't know how he was convicted, let alone how he was cleared.
From the beginning to the end, it seemed as if someone was controlling everything and he had no control over it at all.
Zhao Hanguang stood up hesitantly.
In fact, he had not received any harsh punishment here in the past few days. Although he had lost a lot of weight, fortunately, he had no serious injuries.
When he arrived at the door, he couldn't help but ask, "What about Han Tong? How is he now?"
The jailer walked forward while explaining, "He has been detained at the Dali Temple. This time his crime is serious, and he has also falsely accused you, which is an even greater crime. The specific punishment will depend on what the higher-ups say."
It should be so.
But...how did things turn out like this?
Zhao Hanguang frowned.
He knew that Han Tong had always been dissatisfied with him, but he did not expect Han Tong to be so bold that he would take such a risk just for the position of Minister of the Ministry of Rites!
Could this sudden turn of events be the work of... His Royal Highness the Second Prince?
Thinking of this, Zhao Hanguang felt a little relieved.
After all, the Second Prince still missed him——
At this time, another prisoner was brought in.
The two sides met in a dark and narrow corridor.
The moment the two passed each other, the new prisoner suddenly jumped up and grabbed Zhao Hanguang's neck!
A cold light flashed at his fingertips!
Zhao Hanguang's hair stood on end - this was directed at him!
The space was small and Zhao Hanguang was not mentally prepared at all, so there was nowhere to hide.
Just as the hand was about to touch his neck, the jailer in front of him suddenly flew over and kicked the man's arm hard!
Snap!
A crisp sound of bone cracking was heard!
"There's an assassin!"
The jailer shouted and rushed forward immediately.
However, what was unexpected was that when the prisoner saw his identity was exposed and knew that the mission had failed, he chose to commit suicide!
"He has poison in his mouth," said the jailer, "He is a dead soldier!"
Looking at the slowly falling figure and the dark red blood flowing from the corner of the man's mouth, a chill slowly crept up Zhao Hanguang's back.
This, this is... the Second Prince sent someone to kill him! ?
"Drag the man out and deal with him cleanly," the jailer ordered.
The man's body disappeared quickly, as if nothing had happened.
"Lord Zhao."
The jailer turned around, and the previous viciousness and flattery had long disappeared.
"You have one last chance to choose whether or not to meet my master."
Zhao Hanguang was silent for a long time, closed his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly.
"Zhao is willing to see you."
…
It was getting dark, and Ye Chutang took Xiaowu to Feiyue Lake.
She carried Xiaowu onto the boat and slowly came to the center of the lake.
The moon is reflected in the river, as bright as a wall.
The evening breeze blew her hair, and a few strands blew onto Xiaowu's face. She felt a little itchy and giggled.
Ye Chutang tilted his head to look at her, his eyebrows curved.
"Now, we can enjoy the moon."
(End of this chapter)
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