Zhao Ye frowned slightly and took Li Can back a step without saying a word.
"Stop making trouble." An Zuxin realized that he couldn't keep his face on his face, and raised his hand to call a few people in: "Hel Aunt Ma back first.
Carry the young master back as well."
As he said this, he started to follow them out.
When Han Taiyong saw this, he immediately said: "Mr. An, please stay, I have something else to say."
An Zuxin thinks that this is all?
No way.
His eldest brother's family cannot die in vain.
Since His Highness the Crown Prince has been invited, it is natural to seek an explanation.
"What else do you want to say, Mr. Han?" An Zuxin turned around, his face full of grooves showing a bit of impatience and disgust.
He and Han Taiyong were originally at odds with each other. This time when Zhao Zong came to Shenzhou, Han Taiyong actually took the opportunity to kill his beloved youngest son.
From now on, he and Han Taiyong will never be at peace with each other again!
He and Han Taiyong are at odds with each other.
After Zhao Zong and others left Shenzhou, he would find a way to deal with him, Han Taiyong!
"Mr. An doubts me, and I also doubt Mr. An." Mrs. Han replied politely, turned to Zhao Hao and said: "Your Highness, the fifteen members of brother Xianguan's family all died unexpectedly last night.
I suspect that this matter has something to do with Mr. An!"
"Is this happening?" Zhao Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending not to know: "It just happened last night?"
Han Taiyong was about to speak.
"Han Taiyong, don't talk nonsense!" An Zuxin shouted angrily: "What evidence do you have that I did that?"
When he did this, of course he knew that Han Taiyong would doubt him.
So he had already thought of a countermeasure, which was to refuse to admit it.
Anyway, Han Taiyong couldn't produce any evidence.
"In the face of the facts, Mr. An cannot be allowed to quibble." Han Taiyong turned around and waved his hand at his subordinates: "Your Highness, I have evidence."
When An Zuxin heard that he had evidence, his expression couldn't help but change, but within a short breath, his expression returned to normal.
He can still rest assured when the people under him are doing things.
If the people under my command were unreliable, wouldn't something have happened long ago?
He wanted to see what evidence Han Taiyong could produce?
Soon, Han Taiyong's men sent over a piece of armor.
"Your Highness, please take a look." Han Taiyong held the piece of armor and faced Zhao Ge: "This piece of broken armor was found under my brother's body.
Such fine iron armor can only be worn by government officials and soldiers."
Zhao Ji raised his eyes and glanced at it. The armor was stained with blood. After a few hours, the blood had turned black. He could see more clearly that the lines on the armor were delicate and exquisite: "It is indeed a craft that only officers and soldiers have on armor."
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"Your Highness, I am wronged by this official!" Upon seeing this, An Zuxin immediately shouted: "Although this thing is only available to officers and soldiers.
But Mr. Han can also come into contact with them on a daily basis, and others, such as guards or officers and soldiers themselves, can come into contact with these things.
Someone must have cut off this piece intentionally to frame me.
Besides, I have no enmity with Mr. Han’s brother, so why would I do this to their family?”
"You just said that it was my son who killed your son!" Han Taiyong raised his voice and said angrily: "Since you know this, you naturally want to avenge your son.
You can't do anything to me, so you vent your anger on my brother's family, is that so?"
After he said that, there was already a roar.
Although he and his brother were separated, they still had a good relationship.
Now, he is turning his hands into clouds and rain in Shenzhou, so how can he do without the help of his brothers?
No matter how good outsiders are, they can't compare to siblings.
Suddenly hearing about the tragic experience of his brother's family, he was naturally filled with grief and anger.
An Zuxin actually had the nerve to carry An Peijun's body to their door.
He has not yet carried the fifteen corpses of his brother's family to the door of An Zuxin's house!
It is really unreasonable for the evildoer to complain first.
An Zuxin sneered: "This is just Mr. Han's inference.
Mr. Han doesn't recognize my inference. Do you still expect me to recognize my inference?
If Mr. Han wants to confirm this matter, he might as well provide stronger evidence, such as witness."
Han Taiyong looked at him sideways and said coldly: "I have no intention of forcing Master An to admit it, and I also know that this evidence is nothing.
However, Mr. An must know that this matter involving my brother’s family is not something that only a few people can do.
There are so many officers and soldiers in the government office, and if one or two come out to testify, the murderer will not be able to go unpunished after all. This is just a matter of time, right? Mr. An?
Now that His Highness the Crown Prince is here, if I find out the murderer, I will ask His Highness the Crown Prince to make the decision for my brother and his family."
"Master Han, please do so." An Zuxin turned around helplessly.
The moment he turned around, his expression changed.
Han Taiyong was right. There were so many people involved last night. Although they were all close to him, when there were so many people, there would inevitably be omissions.
Han Taiyong is not an easy man. If he is really asked to find out something, will Zhao Zhi just get rid of him?
He was so excited that he couldn't care less about mourning the death of his youngest son on the whole way back to the Yamen. He sat in the carriage and kept thinking about how to solve this matter.
He knew what Han Taiyong was like, so he would definitely send someone to do it.
"Master." Mrs. An said from the side.
An Zuxin glanced at her but said nothing.
Mrs. An still had a cold face: "I think that prince is not someone to be trifled with.
After I get back, I will send all the women in the backyard away."
She quickly coiled the rosary beads in her hands.
An Zuxin pondered and said nothing.
Mrs. An was dissatisfied: "Is life more important, or women?
When the prince leaves, how many women do you want?
Do you have to lose your life here?
It doesn't matter if you want to die, don't take me and my children and grandchildren with you."
She never asked anything about An Zuxin and those women, so An Zuxin didn't think she was jealous.
He waved his hand and said: "Just listen to Madam and send them all away.
I’ll keep the two people I like the most recently and put them next to my wife as maids.
I just got these two, and I really can’t bear to part with them.”
"Sooner or later, you will die on a woman's belly." Mrs. An muttered and cursed, taking it as a yes.
Back in the government office, An Zuxin felt extremely sad as he watched the beauties he had collected over the years carry their bags and leave one after another.
Coupled with the death of his youngest son, he was already grieving, and he had to worry about Han Taiyong investigating the murder of the family last night. After all, he was too old, so he fell down in front of his youngest son's soul and passed out.
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"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
After An Zuxin left, Han Taiyong saluted Zhao Ge again.
Zhao Ye looked sideways at him, his face expressionless.
"There is a great possibility that Mr. An did it deliberately for brother Xiaguan's family to have a lot of backstory." Han Taiyong said with a serious face: "I would like to ask His Highness the Crown Prince to make the decision and investigate the case for me.
My brother and his family seek justice."
"Leave this matter to Wang Yiyuan to investigate and deal with." Zhao Xi said calmly.
"Yes." Han Taiyong lowered his head and responded.
"Is it always like this when Master Han's son and Master An's son are in Shenzhou City?" Zhao Zhen asked slowly: "Forcibly snatch the singer? Force the singer to commit suicide? Kill at every turn for revenge?"
"Your Highness, I am unjustly accused!" Hearing this, Han Taiyong knelt down with a thud: "The singer was forcibly robbed, but the singer was unwilling and hit the rockery to commit suicide. All this happened because of Mr. An's son, An Peijun.
What he did! It had nothing to do with Quan Zi.
Quanzi just saw how pitiful the singer was and had helped her before, so they recognized each other. He had no other relationship, and he was not involved in it.
As for the murder, it has nothing to do with Quan Zi, and I ask His Highness the Crown Prince to investigate it carefully."
"Please tell me the details. I will check it out clearly." Zhao Zong clasped his hands behind his back and walked out slowly.
Li Can followed.
"Your Highnesses, why don't you stay in the humble residence and have a simple meal..." Han Taiyong hurriedly raised his head and asked to stay.
"No need." Zhao Ye glanced back at him: "Master Han's mansion cannot be called a 'humble house'."
"Your Highness, your Majesty..." Han Taiyong had sweat on his forehead and wanted to explain.
Zhao Hao had already left with Li Can without looking back.
Han Taiyong stood up, his face no longer frightened, but instead a look of dark calculation.
"Master." Mrs. Han wiped his sweat for him and said delicately: "What should we do next?
Your Highness, the Crown Prince, looks like he is not a vegetarian. Sir, you must think of a countermeasure."