I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 181 The Wusun Mission was robbed

Seeing Luo Qianhuai standing there perfectly fine, with no injuries on his face or hands, Wen Pu was worried for a long time, and then he fell to the ground with a thud.

These days, if the little lady is really caught in prison, how can she come out with her whole body intact? He didn't want to mention those bad things, so as not to scare his cute and cute niece.

Luo Qianhuai asked about what happened back then. His perspective is not exactly the same as that of Yan Shu, but the content of what he said is similar.

The main difference lies in the drug store clerk who surrendered. He was originally a beggar picked up by Mr. Liu. After curing his injuries and teaching him how to identify medicinal materials, he stayed in the shop and became a waiter.

The guy was always diligent and rigorous in his work, and he would never mistake the difference between raw aconite and aconite, nor would he mix them randomly just to save trouble, as he confessed.

After the incident, he was slapped and sent to prison. Later, it was said that he committed suicide out of guilt.

To this day, Wen Pu is still worried about this matter.

Luo Qianhuai couldn't figure out why. She mentioned the new Changling Order to her uncle, saying that Mr. Huo was upright and strict, and that she might be able to help him reverse the case and try again.

Wen Pu ignored it and didn't take it seriously.

A few days ago, Dr. Tao Shengtao also mentioned this matter and secretly asked someone to take care of it. But when we met yesterday, he showed a troubled expression and said a few words that it couldn't be done.

Wen Pu didn't have high hopes in the first place, so he wasn't surprised when he heard the result was like this. He solemnly thanked Dr. Tao and completely accepted his fate.

So he didn't take his niece's words seriously at all. How could a little lady easily do something that even a Taizhong doctor with eight hundred dan could do?

Rumors have spread throughout the market recently about who the new Changling Order is. He is a truly wealthy man from a prominent family, but he is not the kind of pampered young master.

I heard that when he was appointed governor of Xinzhou, he was very tough and killed many people from officials to bandits. Not only the common people were worried, but also the slick old officials who had been handed down from generation to generation in the city. No one dared to slack off at all.

Everyone is waiting and watching, and no one will test Mr. Huo with something inappropriate at this time.

What's more important is that Mr. Xu, the Changling Lieutenant who previously adjudicated the case, is still alive and seems to be highly regarded by Mr. Huo. Even for the words "official protection", this case cannot be overturned.

No matter what Mr. Xu's considerations were at that time in concluding his guilt, the matter was already a done deal and there was no room for change.

The night wind was strong, the shadows of the branches outside the window were slanting sideways, and the quiet candlelight in the house was swaying inexplicably.

Huo Yu put down his pen, rubbed his sore wrist, walked to the candlestick, picked up the silver scissors and cut off the forked candle wick.

The candlelight became as soft as before, reflecting his shadow on the three-cornered and six-bowl window lattice, tall and long, thoughtfully.

The silver wire charcoal fire is smokeless and odorless, and only occasionally makes a slight beeping sound.

Huo Yu suddenly felt a little bored. He pushed open the window, and the cold wind immediately rushed in. After a while, he pushed the window back.

"Mr. Lang." He Jian walked in through the door covered with frost: "But do you have something to give me?"

Huo Yu wanted to say it was nothing, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly changed.

"How has she been these past two days?"

He Jian was holding back what he wanted to say. When he heard the words, he quickly bowed and replied: "Young madam is making a big fuss and insists on seeing you. She has already smashed more than 20 pieces of porcelain and ornaments, and the food she sent was not delicious. In the afternoon I also sent someone to report that I was ill, and I boldly asked a doctor to take a look at him, saying that he was suffering from liver stagnation and qi stagnation."

<divclass="contentadv">Huo Yu understood that he had misunderstood.

"I said, let Madam calm down for a while. When you figure it out, you can report back to me."

He Jian had served Huo Yu for many years, so he could naturally hear the dissatisfaction in his tone.

But if the "she" that Lang Jun mentioned just now is not the young lady, who could it be?

Suddenly, he thought of a petite and beautiful figure in his mind. But no matter how graceful that person is, she is just a lowly and somewhat naughty little lady. How can she deserve such attention from her husband?

But as the most useful person in front of Lang Jun, He Jian would not reveal these doubts.

"My subordinates have misunderstood." He said with a normal expression, "Madam Luo hasn't gone out recently, but there are constant visitors in front of her door."

He briefly explained the situation, then saw that his husband said nothing, took the black fox fur cloak, and was about to go out.

"Mr. Lang, it's so late, you should rest." He advised him tactfully: "It's been midnight for several days in a row, and I can't stand it even if my body is made of iron."

Huo Yu kept walking and ignored him. He only ordered people to prepare their horses and entered Dongshi.

The East Market has been closed for a long time. From a distance, there are only lights on the Mingyue Tower. Most of the other shops have been closed and locked, and it is pitch dark.

Huo Yu jumped off the horse in front of Luo Qianhuai's shop, took a deep breath, and signaled He Jian to come forward and knock on the door.

Just at this time, I suddenly saw a fast horse galloping towards me. The sound of the horse's hooves on the bluestone was like thunder, which alerted the merchants on both sides of the street and lit their lights one after another.

"Sir! It's not good!" When the messenger saw Huo Yu from a distance, he immediately became energetic. He rushed straight in front of him, dismounted from his horse, and threw himself at his feet, crawling on the ground: "The Wusun envoy has come to Beijing to pay homage. He was robbed just outside Changling City!"

The commotion outside was so loud that Luo Qianhuai was also alarmed. When she got dressed and stood up, Xingjiu had already gone to the door and looked around - the person was gone.

The envoy from Wusun State did not arrive early or late, but happened to pass through Changling in the middle of the night. It happened to be robbed here. The convoy was killed in pieces, and both the envoy and the credentials were missing. This is a major event that has not happened in many years. It will definitely shock the government and the public tomorrow and arouse His Majesty's anger.

Huo Yu immediately put aside all other thoughts and hurriedly returned to the city to summon his superiors and others. While issuing the martial law order, he also sent all his troops and horses to march out of the city.

These things have nothing to do with ordinary people in the city. Luo Qianhuai yawned and returned to the house, and soon turned out the lights and fell asleep.

Two figures in black night clothes fell silently into the front yard. Xingjiu had already won the trust and hurriedly went up to greet him, bowing down and saying, "Xingjiu has met the young master and the camp master."

"Get up." Mr. Mo pulled off his face towel, revealing his jade-like face.

Xing Jiu stood up according to the words, stood respectfully and said: "I wonder what the Lord did when he came in person?"

Mr. Mo smiled faintly, his eyes twinkling like thousands of stars. He walked towards the backyard: "I'm just worried, so I came over to take a look at her."

Xing Jiu and Wei Ying followed silently, but saw that their master, who had always been fearless in his wisdom, stopped in front of the door, with hesitation in his eyes.

He pondered for a while, but still didn't open the door.