Chapter 117 Capturing Xia Jianghou
Arresting Marquis Xia Jiang... Ma Yan's messy eyebrows suddenly twitched and asked:
"I need a reason."
Zhao Duan didn't hesitate, and started talking about it from when he was intercepted by the other party on his way out this morning, to Feng Ju's request for help.
The reason why he said this was because he understood that Ma Dugong could not get rid of the sand in his eyes.
You can't hide it from the left and right, and it's unnecessary, so you can just be honest.
"So, Xia Jianghou stood up for Princess Yunyang and wanted to use Feng Ju as a breakthrough to deal with you."
Ma Yan looked calm:
"You seconded Jiutang's men just to rescue the kidnapped woman?"
"Yes." Zhao Duan admitted calmly.
"As long as you start your Majesty's speech, there is no need to go to war in such a big way." Ma Yan said.
"But time can't wait." Zhao Duan said righteously: "The Governor should know that someone who can do such a taboo thing will not care about a woman's innocence."
Ma Yan glanced at him and said: "You also want to take advantage of the other party and don't want to let it go easily."
"Senior Brother Mingjian!" Zhao Duan sighed:
"My little thoughts can't be hidden from your discernment."
"..." Ma Yan was unable to resist his flattery, sighed and said:
"So, do you have any solid evidence now? Although Xia Jianghou is behind the scenes and provides protection for the Red Flower Society, this does not mean that any behavior of the Red Flower Society is assigned by him."
Zhao Duan said:
"The leader of the Red Flower Club has been thrown into prison. I believe that a confession will be available soon."
"That is, not yet." Ma Yan stared at him with an iron face.
"...Not yet." Zhao Duan replied bravely.
Silence fell in the room.
Just when he sighed in his heart, thinking that his plan might be ruined.
Sitting behind the desk, Ma Dugong suddenly raised his hand, pulled out a "driving sticker", that is, an arrest warrant, from a pile of files and pushed it to him.
On the white paper, there is a bright red four-sided seal of the Imperial Governor.
In the name column of the driver's sticker that conforms to the format, the three characters "Xia Jianghou" are written clearly.
The arrest warrant was actually written in advance!
Zhao Duan looked up in shock.
How does Brother Xiang know that I want to arrest Xia Jianghou?
Yes, it’s not surprising that he, who is in charge of the imperial office, got some information before me...
I saw Ma Yan's stern face, still expressionless:
"In that case, let's go."
"But...that Mr. Meng hasn't spoken yet..." Zhao Duan opened his mouth.
"He will speak." Ma Yan glanced at him, "Isn't he?"
Well done... I just said that someone who can achieve the position of Governor cannot be an aboveboard person... Zhao Duan looked surprised.
He held the arrest warrant in his hand and said hesitantly: "But I heard that Xia Jianghou's martial arts training is not bad, and our Lihua Hall has a small number of people. If the other party resists arrest..."
Ma Yan said: "Isn't that a good thing?"
Damn it...you have a dark heart too, Lao Ma...Zhao Duan clicked his tongue in surprise.
If Xia Jianghou resists arrest or even takes action, the crime will be brought to his doorstep.
However, Zhao Duan is still a little hesitant. He is not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case.
He still remembers Zhang Yanyi's warning of "bloody disaster".
If it comes true here, it's all over... Who knows if the "talisman" in his arms is reliable.
"Don't worry," Ma Yan seemed to have penetrated his mind and said leisurely:
"He can't hurt you. Do you still remember the arrangement you made a few days ago when you took me to deceive the Nine Halls?"
Zhao Duan was stunned.
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In the teahouse box.
With the last ray of light on the horizon gradually dimming.
In the room, the dull and depressing atmosphere reached its extreme.
"The tea is gone again. Do you want to refill it?" The fat scholar picked up the empty teapot and asked.
The middle-aged man in Futou shook his head. This pot of tea had been refilled for the whole afternoon, and it had lost all taste.
"It's getting dark soon," Feng Ju sat slumped with a gloomy face, his eyes bloodshot.
He tried to sleep but couldn't:
"I can't wait any longer."
As he was about to get up, he was stopped by two friends:
"Where can you go at this time?"
"It's better to go anywhere than to wait around!" Feng Ju's face looked slightly ferocious:
"No matter the big deal, I'll go to the Marquis's Mansion to ask questions, beat the drum, and make the matter bigger."
Crazy... The two looked at each other and knew that Feng Ju had lost his mind.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the box door.
The fat scholar was stunned and went to open the door. He saw standing outside was Feng Ju's coachman.
"Sir," the coachman gasped, holding an envelope in his hand:
"Lihuatang has replied."
Feng Ju stood up suddenly, stepped forward, grabbed the envelope, tore it open, and then froze.
I saw the words "Resolved" written clearly inside the envelope.
"This..." The two friends also saw it and couldn't help but look at each other.
The fat scholar muttered:
"What does this mean? How can it be solved? Is it possible that Marquis Xia Jiang has agreed to release her? Or is Lianlian already rescued?"
The middle-aged man in Futou shook his head:
"How long has it been since then? It's less than two hours since I calculated so hard. Could it be a scam? Or are you pretending to appease us?"
Time is too short.
They instinctively doubted this - of course, this also benefited from their distrust of Zhao Duan.
Feng Ju was worried about gains and losses. He didn't know the specific situation, so he thought about it and said:
"I'll go to Zhao Yamen to have a look."
"inappropriate……"
While the three of them were discussing, suddenly, footsteps approached again on the stairwell. It turned out to be a servant of the Feng family, panting:
"Master, Master, the lady is back."
What? !
Feng Ju's breathing quickened and he stared at him: "What did you say?"
The servant was startled and explained: "Just now there was a female school captain who claimed to be a police officer in Lihuatang and escorted the young lady home.
It is said that under the orders of Zhao Jisi, the nine halls worked together and rescued the young lady from the kidnappers in time. She was not seriously injured, but was locked in the woodshed for a few hours. Now all the kidnappers have been imprisoned... "
The Feng family is closer to here than Zhao Yamen, so the two messages arrived almost at the same time.
The three of them were stunned.
The fat scholar and the futou middle-aged man looked at each other. They didn't expect that the vicious and evil Ambassador Zhao could be so reliable.
What's more, with such great energy, he can actually mobilize the entire Zhaoyamen team...
Is this a power that a police officer can have?
Feng Ju was completely stunned.
Then I almost cried with joy. The pressure accumulated for the whole day suddenly relaxed, and I felt a mixture of emotions.
He didn't expect that Zhao Duan, who had only met him once and was using his relationship, would be willing to help him like this.
"Prepare the car. I'm going to the imperial office to thank Mr. Zhao in person." Feng Ju said seriously.
But the servant said:
"The female captain named Qian said that Mr. Zhao may be busy at night, so I'm afraid it won't be appropriate for you to go now."
busy? What are you busy with?
Feng Ju and the three of them looked at each other, and a surprising guess emerged in their minds. …
…
At the same time, on the third floor of a restaurant in Beijing.
Princess Yunyang and Marquis Xia Jiang are also admiring the sunset on the horizon.
The two of them were eating, and the entire third floor of the building was reserved, so no one could enter.
The evening breeze blows away the scorching heat of the dog days and brings a little bit of coolness.
"Such a beautiful view makes you want to drink a full glass of wine."
The Marquis, who was handsome and elegant, had a neatly groomed beard, and was wearing a silk shirt. He was holding a sapphire wine cup, smiling loudly, and looking at the woman opposite.
Opposite the round table filled with sumptuous food and wine.
In a carved armchair.
A woman with outstanding appearance sat lazily.
Although Princess Yunyang is the "aunt" of the empress, because she was born late, she and the deceased old emperor are called "brother and sister", but in fact there is a big age difference.
In addition, she has been soaked in a honeypot since childhood, pampered and well-maintained.
Although even his son is so old, his appearance still looks young, without a single wrinkle.
You like the long red gauze skirt, which makes the skin soft and white, and the two long white python-like legs seem to be able to pinch someone to death.
At this moment, the legs are crossed, and one beautiful foot is exposed to the air, only the tip of the toe is holding the embroidered shoe, swaying.
"The Marquis just went to have a drink. Why are you telling me this? Do you really want to get me drunk?"
Under the temples, there is a lazy smile on the charming face.
Xia Jianghou was so excited by the embroidered shoe that he stretched out his hand to catch it: "The princess is a hero in wine. I'm afraid that if the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk..."
Princess Yunyang cleverly turned sideways to avoid the other party's clutches, and said with a silly smile: "The Marquis is actually drunk. It's getting dark, and I have to go back to my house later."
Xia Jianghou failed in the sneak attack and said helplessly: "Princess, please give me a night. Don't worry, I will teach the man named Zhao a lesson for venting such a bad temper for the princess."
Princess Yunyang pretended to be angry: "The Marquis kept saying that he wanted to teach him a lesson, but he didn't see how he would do it. Could it be that he stopped his car in the morning and just forgot about it? It's not as good as being the prime minister."
"Hmph," Xia Jianghou said disdainfully: "He Zheng is just a submissive guy, what does he mean? He is just a dog under the command of the Minister of Dali Temple."
As he spoke, he smiled and said:
"Princess, don't be impatient. I have already arranged for people to do things. I must teach Zhao Duan an unforgettable lesson."
"Oh? Don't try to sell it, but talk about it." Princess Yunyang asked curiously.
Xia Jianghou was indeed a little drunk, and since there was no one around, he wanted to show off in front of the beauty, so he said: "I secretly sent someone to seize the opportunity to threaten Feng Ju, the chief of the staff.
Oh, this man was deceived by Zhao Duan into falsely accusing Li Yanfu. Now as long as he is willing to change his mind and reverse the case... the man named Zhao will not be able to escape his involvement. "
Princess Yunyang was slightly surprised: "You actually want to make a fuss about this matter? In this case, what Zhao Duan will face is probably not just a lesson, even with my niece protecting him. I have to give an explanation to the court officials."
Xia Jianghou heard that there was not much joy in her tone, and his heart suddenly rose with displeasure: "Princess is not happy? Could it be that you think my methods are too harsh?"
He suddenly snorted coldly, pressed the wine cup heavily on the table, and said: "Could it be that when the princess saw that handsome young man, she had the idea of 'loving the beauty and cherishing the jade'?"
Based on his understanding of Princess Yunyang, it is inevitable to speculate like this.
After all, the eldest princess is famous for being indifferent to her husband and son.
Taking revenge on Zhao Duan was probably more about protecting face.
Princess Yunyang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she laughed so hard that her branches trembled with laughter, and she said helplessly: "How old is the Marquis, how can he still be jealous of a junior? I am just worried about my niece. "If you go too far and make my niece angry, it won't end well."
Xia Jianghou didn't care much:
"I'm just going along with the flow of this matter. Once it's done, someone will help."
Princess Yunyang's eyes flashed, and she vaguely heard the underlying message:
"You mean..."
Suddenly, footsteps came from the stairs, interrupting their conversation.
The servant of the Hou Mansion who was guarding downstairs reported:
"Master Hou, something happened."
Xia Jianghou frowned and glanced at the princess.
After hesitating for a while, he stood up and walked aside, listening to the report in a low voice:
"The people from the Red Flower Club sent news that all the halls in the city were raided by the imperial office, and that Feng Lianlian was also rescued." I was also taken away."
There was such a thing... Xia Jianghou suddenly woke up from his drunkenness.
After asking a few questions carefully, his face became ugly.
"When did it happen?" Princess Yunyang asked curiously.
Xia Jianghou waved his hand and dismissed the boy. He walked back and said with a sullen face: "There was some minor accident. That Feng Ju may have asked for help from Zhao."
After thinking about it for a while, he figured it out.
Only this possibility can explain Zhaoya's actions.
This was beyond his expectations.
Before taking action, he carefully checked Zhao Duan's personality and his relationship with Feng Ju.
In his opinion, the two of them had no basis for trust. Even if Feng Ju really dared to look for him, with the Red Flower Club's methods, it would be impossible for the government to find traces in a short time.
He could completely silence Feng Lianlian and dump her body after getting the news.
"How did the man named Zhao do it? Even if he guessed that I used people from the Red Flower Club, how could he command the entire imperial office?"
Xia Jianghou picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Although I was shocked, I was not too panicked.
With his prudence, he had already made a series of escape arrangements for kidnapping officials' families.
Even if "Master Meng" couldn't withstand the torture, it would only cause him a little trouble at most.
Not fatal.
The most important thing is that with the power of Zhao Duan, there is nothing he can do.
At most, the blame should be placed on the Red Flower Club.
Is it possible that the person named Zhao really dared to disobey the law and come to arrest him without following the procedures?
That would be equivalent to actively giving him the handle.
"So, your method failed?"
Princess Yunyang asked, her tone neither happy nor sad, as if she was simply curious.
Xia Jianghou said calmly:
"It's just a small accident. Keep drinking. Princess, don't worry, Zhao Duan can't run away..."
Deng Deng...
The sound of rapid footsteps came again from the stairwell, interrupting the two of them.
Xia Jianghou looked angry and glanced at the stairs with cold eyes:
"What are you doing again?"
The boy looked ugly and opened his mouth, indicating "private chat".
However, Xia Jianghou angrily threw the wine cup and said:
"Say it directly!"
The boy had no choice but to say:
"Master Marquis, it's not good. The people we sent out to keep an eye on him reported back. Zhao Duan led a group of officers and came straight here to kill you. It seems they are coming for you!"
"Crack!"
The wine cup rolled twice on the table and smashed to the ground, with the remaining wine splashing out.
Xia Jianghou stood up suddenly and stared at the other party in disbelief, seeming to be digesting the news.
opposite.
Under the red skirt, the swaying embroidered shoes stopped swinging.
Under the thick black hair, Princess Yunyang's noble face also showed surprise.
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Typos will be corrected first
(End of this chapter)