Chapter 409 Asking for Help
On the streets in winter, Ma Yan and Tang Ping galloped wildly, causing the people along the way to flee in fear.
The huge horseshoe inlaid with horseshoes hit the stone road, making a roar like metal collision.
Fortunately, the Duke's Mansion was not far from the Zhao Yamen. After a while, the buildings ahead were already visible in the distance.
"Go to Lihuatang!" Ma Yan rode around the main entrance and went straight to the small door of Lihuatang. The two hurriedly broke into the Yamen, looking anxious, for fear that they would have an irreversible conflict.
However, what surprised them was that the Lihua Hall was empty, with not a single person in sight.
"No one?"
Ma Yan's heart sank, and then he vaguely heard the noise coming from the direction of Yamen Square.
He immediately dragged the young master and ran over, and from a distance he saw Jinyi gathered around the square, three floors inside and three floors outside.
"The Governor is back!" Someone with sharp eyes bowed his head and saluted.
Ma Yan's face was stern and anxious: "What are you doing here?"
The prosecutor trembled with fright and explained:
"The second Miss Tang Guogong competed with Mr. Zhao..."
The martial arts competition... started to fight... Ma Yan and Tang Ping, who was following behind, both felt their hearts sink, and had a bad feeling.
Especially the young master's handsome face showed annoyance.
In his opinion, it was just a misunderstanding. Now the second sister beat Master Zhao. With Zhao Duan's retributive character and His Majesty's love for him, the consequences would be disastrous.
Yes, in his opinion, there is no suspense about the outcome of the competition.
"Get out of the way!" Ma Yan shouted, separated from the crowd, and broke into the front row.
Then, Ma Yan, who was already prepared to rescue Zhao Duan, became suffocated, his body suddenly stiffened, his pupils dilated slightly, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
"Duke, how's it going? Is Mr. Zhao still seriously injured?"
Young Master Tang Ping was one step behind, and now he also squeezed through the crowd, and then his voice got stuck in his throat.
In the messy square, Zhao Duan was busy arranging his clothes, smoothing out the wrinkles, and sheathing the Frost Sword.
Next to him, there was a pitch black horse stick lying on the ground. "Stick the rouge horse." Tang Zhao was tied to the ground and was cursing.
Her hands and feet were imprisoned, and the "ropes" condensed with Buddha's light tied her tightly in a "tortoise-shell binding" posture. It was difficult to break free, and she cursed with words such as "not practicing martial arts".
"Master...Governor? Are you back so soon?" Zhao Duan asked with a smile on his face, showing surprise.
After seeing the young master who was subordinate to the Shenji Camp, his expression became slightly strange.
"Little... brother?" Tang Zhao, who unlocked the defeated CG in a turtle-shell posture, suddenly stopped cursing, and looked away in shame under his brother's dumbfounded gaze.
At the same time, the Buddhist chain on her body exhausted its power and gradually faded away.
"Duke!" Haitang, Zhang Han and other people in Jinyi all around raised their hands and saluted.
Ma Yan turned a deaf ear. There was no expression on his slender face. He just looked at the two of them several times and said:
"You..."
Zhao Duan smiled and said: "Miss Tang wanted to compete with me in martial arts, and I was lucky enough to win one move."
How is that possible? How can you beat Tang Zhao? Also, what happened to the binding spell... Even with Ma Yan's experience, he fell into silence.
Feeling the gazes of many subordinates around him, he rubbed his brows and scolded:
"You all go back to your respective posts. Who allowed you to leave your post without permission?"
Immediately, he looked at the Tang siblings and the troublemaking junior brother with complicated eyes:
"Go to the houya!"
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Back Yamen, in the small courtyard room.
"So, this is all a misunderstanding. Zhao Qianshi kicked me out of Shenji Camp in order to find out the traitor.
Later, it became clear through investigation that I had been deceived and deceived by some thoughtful people. After the incident, I and many colleagues also cleared up the misunderstanding with Zhao Qianshi, and the official was reinstated. "Tang Ping patiently described the matter.
Tang Zhao, who was successfully rescued from the defeated CG, sat in a chair, slowly rubbing his wrists, listening to his younger brother's story with a straight face, his face turned red and white, and he cursed angrily:
"Why don't you write and tell me and my father clearly?"
The young man’s face turned red:
"What's there to say about such a trivial matter? I don't know, second sister, how did you learn about it and why you came directly to your door?"
Sitting opposite his siblings, Zhao Duan, who was sipping tea, reminded him appropriately:
"For this reason, Mr. Tang Guogong took a detour and left us and other officials waiting in the cold wind for a long time."
The two siblings choked and were speechless.
The atmosphere in the room was extremely awkward. Neither brother nor sister were willing to bow their heads to others, so they pursed their lips and remained silent. After all, Tang Ping sighed, stood up and saluted Zhao Duan in shame:
"Your Majesty, my sister didn't know the whole story and came to the door rashly. She offended many people, but the root cause lies with my subordinates. I am willing to lead the military to deal with it."
Tang Zhao, who was like a female tiger, got anxious. He stood up and blocked his younger brother behind him. He reluctantly stared at Zhao Duan who was opposite him. He grabbed the ground with his ten toes in his boots. He mustered up his courage and said harshly:
"This matter is my fault and has nothing to do with Tang Ping. If you are willing to vent your anger or make compensation, I will just accompany you!"
Ma Yan sat in the main seat, frowned and looked at Zhao Duan without saying a word.
However, the expected cynicism did not appear. Zhao Duan slowly put down the tea cup, smiled and said:
"Ms. Tang's words are serious. Since this is a misunderstanding, it's good to resolve it. As for military law, oh, Tang Ping, is it possible that in your eyes, I am a person who abuses punishments indiscriminately?"
The two siblings were stunned and looked at him in surprise. They didn't expect Zhao Duan to be so easy to talk to.
Zhao Duan was stared at and was dumbfounded:
"Why, could it be that in your eyes, I am really a rude person?" "No..." The young master waved his hand, but his eyes betrayed him.
For more than half a year, no one in the official circles of the capital doubted Zhao Duan's courage.
Others may be wary of complimenting a prince and dare not offend him.
But Zhao Duan is undoubtedly an exception.
Taking into account the "Zhao King of Hell"'s methods of retribution and retaliation for any offence, such a magnanimous Zhao was indescribably weird in his eyes.
Zhao Duan sighed softly, feeling helpless.
There are indeed many names in his little notebook, but he is not a mad dog and wants to gain a foothold in the court. A certain ancestor has long since taught him that it is nothing more than forming a gang.
In other words, make more friends and make fewer enemies.
Of course, Zhao Duan will spare no effort to attack those enemies who are irreversible and have forged deep hatred.
But for a court official like Tang Guogong, who had a high position and had no actual conflict of interest with him, he would only die because of this misunderstanding.
What's more... he didn't suffer a loss, he was frozen in the cold wind for a while, turned around and beat his daughter, and made a profit.
"Ahem, since Zhao Jisi has said so, let's clear up the misunderstanding. It's better for you two to go back to the house first, so as not to worry the prince." Ma Yan spoke at the right time.
The two siblings finally came to their senses, thanked Zhao Duan with mixed emotions, saluted the officer Ma Yan, and left together.
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The other side.
The two siblings rode back to the Duke's Mansion and walked straight through the pavilions and pavilions to the east wing.
Pushing open the door to the side room, there were only two women in the room. One was an older woman. Her youth was long gone, but she had a good bearing. She was the head of the house. The just wife of the country.
The other is a lady who is nearly forty years old. She is Tang Ping's eldest sister. She has been married a long time ago and went back to her parents' home today.
"Mom, eldest sister." Tang Ping stepped into the house, saluted the two of them, and asked, "Where is father?"
The eldest sister of the Tang family has a rare gentle character in the family. She said:
"Father went to talk to those officials. Don't bother him. He will be back soon."
The old lady stared at Tang Zhao, who looked like he had done something wrong, and said angrily:
"What trouble did you cause again?"
"I didn't..." Tang Zhao was stubborn.
The old lady was so angry that she immediately scolded her with words such as "not like a girl's home". The eldest sister and Tang Ping worked together to comfort her.
After a while, a servant came over: "Second Miss, Master, I have asked you to come over."
The two siblings walked out of the side room and went to the main hall. They saw that the officials had just dispersed, and the room was still full of remaining tea cups and fruit plates, as well as charcoal basins that were no longer very hot.
Lame on one leg, Tang Guogong, who was dressed in rich clothes and looked majestic, sat alone on the throne. Behind him was a large ink dragon painting on the white wall. This painting was written by a famous artist and hung in the main hall. Legend has it that it can shock people's hearts.
"Father."
The two siblings saluted side by side.
Tang Guogong glanced at the two of them in surprise, especially his second daughter, whose temperament was as unruly as his own when she was young. He was surprised that the other party was so "obedient".
His thoughts were turning and he had already made some speculations. He said lightly:
"You beat someone up? Did you know you were causing trouble? That's all. He's just a favored minister. If you offend someone, you'll be offended. You can't be beaten to death. If you can still breathe, you can use elixirs to save him. As for His Majesty's anger, Go for the father and continue.”
Tang Ping opened his mouth and explained:
"Father, no... things are not that bad, and Mr. Zhao is not..."
Tang Zhao was dejected and said unconvinced: "I didn't win, I lost."
Duke Tang Guogong was stunned. He turned around and stared at his daughter's face, as if he had heard wrongly.
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Zhaoyamen.
After seeing off the two siblings, Ma Yan sighed with mixed feelings in his heart:
"Fortunately, although there were twists and turns, there was no big trouble in the end. After they went back and explained to Tang Guogong, the matter will be over. I just hope that the second young lady will not hold a grudge..."
Zhao Duan rolled his eyes: "I don't even hold grudges, so why isn't she happy?"
Ma Yan said helplessly:
"You win when you win. You tie people up like that... The binding method is also new. I have never seen it before."
"Oh, that's called tortoise-shell binding. Senior brother, let me tell you, this..." Zhao Duan was beaming and was about to learn more about it.
Suddenly, the two heard another noise coming from outside, accompanied by the sound of someone breaking in.
The two stopped talking and looked at the closed door at the same time. Immediately, they saw the door suddenly pushed open, and the cold wind rushed into the room with a little snow foam.
The person who opened the door was a woman with white eyes wearing a frozen red dress and black hair that was as loose as a ghost.
"Ji Yue? Why are you here?" Zhao Duan said in surprise.
Jiyue, who was afraid of society, raised her head, her face was pale, and her voice was trembling and she said:
"The drunkard has been captured!"
(End of chapter)