PDLP Chapter 327: The Power Should Not Be Underestimated
Chapter 327: The Power Should Not Be Underestimated
Chapter 327: Power Should Not Be Underestimated
When I returned from Zhou Shen's house, it was already dark.
Wang Xinyao sat in the carriage, the breeze outside the window gently blew through her hair, bringing a hint of coolness to the night.
As soon as she stepped into the gate of the Prince's Mansion, Wang Xinyao noticed that the atmosphere in the mansion was different from usual.
The servants were in a hurry, and before she could think carefully, she saw Prince Zhao Haoxuan and the two adults Yang Chende and Yang Chenhui coming up quickly.
Since Gou Chunmei and others were imprisoned in a side hall, the entire Prince's Mansion has become Zhao Haoxuan's confidant, and he no longer needs to be as cautious and secretive as before.
"I've seen the concubine!"
When Yang Chende and Yang Chenhui saw Wang Xinyao, they immediately bowed respectfully.
"No need to be so polite, uncles." Wang Xinyao responded with a smile, her tone kind and gentle.
After a few polite greetings, Yang Chende was the first to break the silence and his expression became solemn.
"Xuan'er, after much investigation, your uncle has finally found some clues about Fan Ling, the daughter of the former Prime Minister."
When Zhao Haoxuan heard this, his eyes suddenly became sharp and he signaled Yang Chende to continue.
Wang Xinyao couldn't help but prick up her ears, feeling an inexplicable curiosity and uneasiness in her heart.
"After she left the capital, she encountered bandits on the way. She was rescued by a masked woman, who placed her in a small village.
Later, Fan Ling gave birth to a girl in the village."
Yang Chende said slowly, "However, when the girl was three years old, the entire village was brutally murdered by that masked woman."
"What?" Wang Xinyao couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes full of shock and confusion.
What kind of deep hatred could make a person kill innocent villagers?
"And I found the only survivor in the small village some time ago." Yang Chende paused, a trace of helplessness on his face, "However, since then, Fan Ling has disappeared without a trace."
Zhao Haoxuan frowned and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he asked:
"Uncle, have you asked the survivors if the masked woman had any special features? And who took Fan Ling's daughter away?"
Yang Chende shook his head helplessly: "The survivors said that the masked woman is very skilled. Every time she appears, her face is covered, so her appearance cannot be seen clearly.
As for Fan Ling's daughter, she disappeared after the incident in the village, and no one knows where she went."
"Fan Ling? Yin Ling'er? Brother Zhao, do you think they could be the same person?" Wang Xinyao suddenly had an idea and asked.
In this complex situation, every clue is like an invisible thread that may lead to the shocking secret hidden behind it.
"Probably not." Yang Chende answered without hesitation, "The age doesn't match. Fan Ling is at least ten years older than the current Concubine Yin, and their appearance is completely different."
Wang Xinyao was lost in her own thoughts.
She thought that in modern times, plastic surgery can make people look like others.
Perhaps in ancient times, there existed similar magical techniques of changing appearance.
As for age, if you take good care of yourself, how can the age difference be easily noticed?
Wang Xinyao expressed her thoughts about the face-changing technique, and everyone was stunned. For a moment, the hall fell into silence.
Everyone was shocked by her bold and bizarre idea.
Zhao Haoxuan touched his chin, thinking: "Although it does sound bizarre, but when you think about it carefully, it is not completely impossible.
If Concubine Yin is indeed Fan Ling who has changed her appearance, then she must have some hidden agenda in staying in the palace."
Yang Chenhui also nodded in agreement: "This matter must be carefully investigated. If it is really as the Concubine speculated, then the power of the person behind it cannot be underestimated."
Zhao Haoxuan and Wang Xinyao looked at each other and had already made up their minds.
It seems that I have to find time to meet Gou Chunmei in the next two days. Maybe I can get more useful clues from her.
"Xuan'er, there's one more thing." Yang Chende said again, "I've already found out the culprit behind the embezzlement of military pay."
"Who is it? Who has such courage?" A trace of anger and majesty flashed in Zhao Haoxuan's eyes.
The culprit has finally been found. Now, General Su’s spirit in heaven can rest in peace!
"Wei Feng, the commander of the Beiya Army!" Yang Chende's voice was low and powerful, speaking word by word.
"What, it's him! Does uncle have any solid evidence?" Zhao Haoxuan asked.
This matter is of great importance. Without solid evidence, we must never convict anyone lightly.
Yang Chenhui, who was standing by, immediately presented the evidence to Zhao Haoxuan.
Zhao Haoxuan took it and slowly opened it, only to see a thick stack of petitions appear in front of him. Each petition was densely signed with the names of nearly a hundred people, some of whom were even familiar to him.
"Damn it! He actually embezzled so much." Zhao Haoxuan's eyes instantly became gloomy, and the anger on his face was almost uncontrollable.
"Now that the war with Japan is imminent, we must get rid of this rat shit before the war begins to stabilize the morale of the army!"
Next, the few of them had an in-depth discussion on the details of the matter.
As the night deepened, the flickering candlelight in the hall illuminated their serious and focused faces.
When Yang Chende and Yang Chenhui left, Wang Xinyao took out some eighth-grade spirit gathering pills and gave them to them.
The two adults took the pills and immediately showed joy on their faces. It seemed that their strength could be taken to the next level.
The next morning, sunlight shone brightly on the glazed tiles of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Zhao Haoxuan and Yang Chende arrived at the court early.
Inside the hall, a group of ministers dressed in court robes had different expressions. Some were whispering to each other, while others were sitting upright, waiting for the morning court to begin.
Zhao Guoan sat on the dragon throne, his eyes sweeping majestically over the ministers below.
When his eyes fell on Yang Chende, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes: "Master Yang, you asked for leave a few days ago, but you unexpectedly came to court today. Have you finished your personal affairs?"
His voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying a hint of sarcasm.
He asked for leave as soon as he returned to Beijing, thinking that the second-rank official position was really his.
"Your Majesty, I have done it." Yang Chende replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, his voice firm and steady.
Zhao Guoan snorted coldly: "Now that it's done, that's good. If there's nothing else, you can leave."
However, Yang Chende did not retreat, but took a step forward and bowed, saying:
"Your Majesty, I am here today to report an important matter. The Northern Army Commander, Wei Feng, has embezzled military pay and pocketed pensions."
His voice was loud and powerful, like a bombshell, instantly causing an uproar in the court.
The ministers immediately began to talk, some looked shocked, and some were whispering to each other.
Zhao Guoan frowned and looked at Yang Chende sharply: "Master Yang, do you have any evidence? Don't make false statements."