Chapter 4 Mo Jiuye was carried back
He Zhiran continued to avoid the guards' sight and search for his target. At the same time, his consciousness also entered the space to check.
I thought the Duke of Huguo's Mansion had a rich background and some wealth.
Who would have thought that, in addition to some brightly colored cloths, there were also some grains, both coarse and fine, and half a box of silver ingots.
As for things like antique calligraphy and paintings, gold, silver and jewelry, there are very few of them.
The dignified Duke of Protectorate's Mansion is so poor, which shows the integrity of the Mo family.
However, such a family with generations of loyalty was actually feared by those in power. It was simply that heaven was blind.
That half box of silver was estimated to be only about 10,000 taels. Although it was much less than he had imagined, He Zhiran firmly believed that it was better to have it than not to have it during his exile.
He Zhiran thought and acted at the same time. She put all the items into the space wherever she could easily enter. She did not have any more space to store the items until she had no choice but to return to her own yard.
At this time, more than an hour had passed since she came out.
Qiaoyu was still standing outside the door dutifully, and He Zhiran jumped directly into the bedroom through the window.
I had just changed out of my camouflage uniform when I heard hurried footsteps outside.
"What happened to the Duke?"
When He Zhiran heard Qiaoyu's anxious question, he hurried out to meet her.
I saw Mo Jiuye being carried by two guards on a door panel and walking into the house.
"Madam, the Duke is injured. I will send him back first and then call the imperial physician immediately."
As they were talking, two guards had already moved Mo Jiuye from the door panel to the bed.
The two guards left, and Qiaoyu walked to He Zhiran with red eyes.
"Miss, the Duke was fine when he left just now. How come he is unconscious after such a short while?"
He Zhiran was also observing Mo Jiuye's condition, only to see that his eyes were closed and he seemed to be unconscious.
"Go guard the door first. Bring the doctor here as soon as he arrives."
The first thing she did was to get Qiaoyu away, and then help Mo Jiuye check his injuries.
"Yes!" Qiaoyu responded and turned to leave.
He Zhiran adjusted the two big red wedding candles to the brightest setting and placed them at the head of the bed, ready to check on Mo Jiuye's condition.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she stretched out her hand, Mo Jiuye opened his eyes.
"I'm fine."
Listening to his confident voice, I guess there's nothing serious going on.
"What exactly happened?" He Zhiran asked.
Mo Jiuye hesitated for a moment and slightly tilted his body.
His eyes, which were inherently cold, stared at He Zhiran.
"How did you know that I would be framed by the Emperor if I entered the palace today?"
On the way back from the palace, Mo Jiuye lay on the door panel, wondering in his heart how He Zhiran knew all this.
The most likely possibility is that his father-in-law He Yuanming knew about this in advance, otherwise, he would not be able to explain it at all.
If this is the case, He Yuanming is undoubtedly on the emperor's side, and He Zhiran cannot rule out the possibility that he is the other party's spy.
Thinking of this, Mo Jiuye's eyes looked at He Zhiran even deeper.
If it were the ladies of this era, they would probably be scared to tears.
He Zhiran knew that Mo Jiuye was doubting her, but she didn't feel guilty at all.
"I've been having the same dream for several days now, dreaming that you're going to have this disaster. Whether you believe it or not, this is my explanation."
Looking at her clear and lively big eyes, Mo Jiuye obviously didn't believe her words, and surprisingly didn't continue to ask.
He Zhiran didn't know what he was thinking, so he spoke again: "Are you injured? I know some medical skills and can help you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Jiuye pulled out the cushion she had given him from behind in front of her.
The mat was torn in several places, and bloodstains were faintly visible on it.
"You still entered the harem? And then you were beaten with a hundred sticks?"
This is what is recorded in history. Now Mo Jiuye was carried back, and there was blood on the mat, which means that all this has come true.
Mo Jiuye shook his head slightly: "I didn't enter the harem. The emperor accused me of disobeying his order and gave me fifty lashes."
As he spoke, he looked at the blood-stained mat again and said sincerely, "Thank you for your reminder and the mat. It helped me escape this disaster."
Thinking of this, Mo Jiuye still felt a lingering fear.
He was led into the palace, and just as He Zhiran had reminded him, the emperor summoned him to meet him in the harem.
Thinking of He Zhiran's earnest advice before leaving, Mo Jiuye refused to enter on the grounds that no men other than him were allowed into the harem.
When the emperor saw that things did not develop according to his plan, he was furious and charged Mo Jiuye with the crime of disobeying the emperor's order.
If disobeying the imperial order is a capital crime, the emperor also knows that he has no legitimate reason to punish Mo Jiuye with this excuse. Once the matter is exposed, he, as the king of a country, will lose all his dignity.
However, he did not want to let Mo Jiuye go just like that. After careful consideration, he ordered his men to beat him with fifty sticks.
On the one hand, Mo Jiuye didn't receive fifty lashes, and on the other hand, He Zhiran had given him a cushion for protection, which allowed him to only suffer some minor skin injuries.
However, in order to conceal his tracks, Mo Jiuye pretended to be unconscious and was carried back to the Duke of Huguo's Mansion.
In Mo Jiuye's opinion, he felt that He Zhiran might know something else.
"Did anything else happen in your dream?"
He Zhiran was waiting for Mo Jiuye to ask. She didn't care whether the latter believed that she had learned these things in a dream. She said solemnly: "I also dreamed that the Protectorate Mansion was confiscated and exiled."
"Confiscation of property and exile?" Mo Jiuye widened his eyes, obviously a little shocked.
He Zhiran nodded seriously: "If the time is right, it will be tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow morning?"
"Yes, tomorrow morning, after the morning court session begins, the censors will impeach you, along with the evidence they've prepared in advance of your treason."
For some reason, Mo Jiuye didn't have much doubt about what He Zhiran said.
After all, many things do not happen without any signs.
Just like being summoned to the palace for no apparent reason tonight and then being beaten with fifty sticks.
There are other things as well, and Mo Jiuye has no idea about them at all.
At this time, Mo Jiuye was already lost in thought.
Regardless of whether what He Zhiran said would come true, he felt it necessary to prepare in advance.
Thinking of this, Mo Jiuye looked at He Zhiran.
"Send someone to inform my mother and sisters-in-law right now. Tell them that I have returned from the palace seriously injured and unconscious. They will definitely come back here to see me. When the time comes, I will mention this to them."
For some reason, Mo Jiuye inexplicably believed in this woman in front of him, whom he was not familiar with.
At the same time, he also maintained the same mentality as He Zhiran, and would rather believe it than not. Even if it was in vain, it was better than being in a panic when things happened.
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