Chapter 300: Man in the Night, Monk under the Moon (1)
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Zhao Wujiang took a carriage back to the imperial city. He sent Jia Ersan, who was hiding in the dark, to Chen Anbang's study to take all the wooden boxes and other items in the secret room back to the palace.
The Minister of Personnel and the Minister of Revenue were constantly waiting for news, especially the Minister of Revenue, who was worried and anxious.
But in the end they all received news from their respective informants, after the house was raided, all the things were handed over to the state treasury, and Zhao Wujiang also returned to the imperial city.
This is different from what they expected.
Because in their report from their eyes, Zhao Wujiang was not greedy.
This makes them unable to understand, how could an official not be corrupt?
But this is not the main thing. The biggest reason why they worry is that Zhao Wujiang stayed in Chen Anbang's study for a while, and they didn't know what he got and what he found.
Zhao Wujiang didn't reveal anything, nor did he show anything.
Amid the random thoughts of the Minister of Personnel and others, Zhao Wujiang has returned to the imperial city.
When he first entered the imperial city, he discovered the martial law in the imperial city, and the defense level was far better than before, which made him particularly puzzled.
When he returned to the bedroom of Yangxin Palace, before he could tell the Empress about his discovery in Chen Anbang's study, the Empress revealed the news to him.
"The thief from yesterday has found the root cause." The empress's eyes were extremely majestic, and the scenes of yesterday were still vivid in her mind, which made her feel angry.
Zhao Wujiang was puzzled:
"Imperial Hospital?"
"It seems you guessed it." The empress nodded:
"The Dugu family also helped investigate this matter. It was found that Sun Yiku, a dog thief, was suspected of colluding with the outside world. He sent the thief who wanted to murder me and the queen yesterday."
"Are you ready to clear it?" Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers. He found martial law outside the palace. It was the empress who began to block the palace city and prevented Sun Yiku and others from escaping.
"Purge." The empress sighed:
"Tomorrow we will marry the Moon Kingdom, and this threat cannot be left to him!"
Zhao Wujiang asked:
"when?"
"Just now, when you come back, you can start to clear it up!
I am worried that they will use poison, and you can resist this matter with great medical skills." The empress's eyebrows and eyes were majestic, knocked on the table, ordered Long Yinwei a few words, and then stood up and walked outward.
This time, she was really angry. It was the first time since she ascended the throne that she had encountered such a bold and arbitrary assassination. This matter was absolutely impossible to endure.
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The imperial harem in the imperial city, the palace road in front of the Imperial Hospital, is now guarding this place.
Zhao Wujiang knew that outside the imperial city, there must be more imperial guards, and even hidden dragon guards to ensure that the purge would not fail.
The empress had a frosty face. After Xiao Feng, the deputy commander of the Imperial Army, reported the situation, she gave the order, and the Imperial Army slowly surrounded and advanced towards the Imperial Hospital.
"I'll go, too."
Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, following the imperial guards.
He had a strong feeling that the storm was about to come and the wind was everywhere. After the Imperial Hospital was cleared, it was equivalent to formally declaring war on the people behind the Imperial Hospital. At that time, they would usher in a more cruel game.
When the soldiers and armor collided, Xiao Feng rushed to the front with one horse. As the deputy commander of the imperial guards and the son of Xiao Yuanshan, the general of Zhennan, he naturally could not shrink.
But he was thick and thin, and he was looking around while walking, protecting Zhao Wujiang who was coming.
In his opinion, Zhao Wujiang was the key to his younger sister Xiao Wanjun's favor in the harem, and at the same time he was the emperor's favorite minister. He should be more concerned about making friends with him.
A group of people slowly approached the Imperial Hospital, and the air was filled with the fragrance of herbs.
Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and he felt too quiet, as if the thief from the Imperial Hospital did not know that they were coming.
He signaled everyone to slow down.
Chapter completed!