Wei Hanyi was furious at the side. He didn't expect that Fan Wei could be such a scoundrel and still deny it empty words even when he was about to die.
If he hadn't found evidence that he deliberately framed his colleagues, he wouldn't have wasted his time listening to Fan Wei's nonsense.
Wei Hanyi suppressed his anger and asked Fan Wei: "Is there anyone alive in the dance studio?"
"No one in the dance studio survived. Someone found in the backyard that everyone in the dance studio was killed with one knife." Fan Wei knelt on the ground and replied tremblingly.
"Why didn't such a big thing be reported earlier? Come here, drag Fan Wei down and take him into custody. If anyone comes to plead for mercy, let him go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find me. All the corpses in Wufang will be moved back to the guard. They must not be allowed to leave.
Someone leaked the news."
Wei Hanyi was really pissed off by Fan Wei. Now that there were dozens more murder cases, this fire was probably not a simple accident.
If it arouses panic among the people, the public opinion will spread more and more widely, which will inevitably cause riots.
Finally, after two hours, the fire was extinguished with the cooperation of the four fire armies, but the black smoke had not dissipated and stayed in the vast sky.
At this time, a middle-aged man riding an official horse stopped in front of the dance studio and shouted: "Commander Wei, there is an emergency at home, please come back quickly."
Wei Hanyi was sending his men to prepare follow-up arrangements after the fire. When he heard the noise, he realized that it was Butler Wei rushing towards him.
"What's going on, Butler Wei? Why are you so nervous?" This was the first time Wei Hanyi had seen Butler Wei so nervous, and he felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
Butler Wei panted and said, "Prime Minister Wei is ill. Please come back with me immediately, Master."
"Why did my father suddenly become seriously ill? Have you invited an imperial doctor for consultation?"
"The imperial physician's wife has already gone to invite you, but the prime minister has been unconscious, so the wife has sent a servant to invite you to go home."
Wei Hanyi frowned. Now that Ximen had suffered heavy losses and the number of injured people in the city was unknown, he couldn't just leave like that.
Seeing that Wei Hanyi had not left yet, Butler Wei was anxious, but he promised his wife that he would take the young master back, so he could only be moved by his feelings and persuaded Wei Hanyi with tears:
"Master, you haven't returned home for a month. Prime Minister Wei knew that you were too busy, so he didn't send anyone to inform you. In fact, Prime Minister Wei has been ill for some time, but today is particularly serious."
"That's it, that's all, let's go quickly." Wei Hanyi stopped delaying and immediately ordered his men to continue the cleaning work.
He drove the carriage with the butler to the southeast, which was in the direction of the residence of Right Prime Minister Wei Youyi.
The South Gate to the south of Gupu City is where the Royal Palace of Lan State is located. In order to save the time for officials to enter the city, officials of the second rank and above and their families live in the princes' city twenty miles outside the gate of the South Gate Palace.
There are only the residences of various officials in the vassal city. The closer the residence is to the palace gate in order of official position, the higher the official position.
The right prime minister and the left prime minister are both Zhongshu Zhengyipin. Naturally, their residence is closest to the palace, only one kilometer away from the city gate.
Because the people who live in the city are all imperial officials, and it is closest to the palace, the supervision of the city gates is extremely strict, and you must have a token issued by the court before you can enter or exit.
Wei Hanyi and the housekeeper were no exception. They each showed their tokens and drove towards the Prime Minister You.
After the two finally arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wei Hanyi noticed that there were several official sedans parked at the door.
"Are there guests at home?" Wei Hanyi asked Butler Wei.
"I'm afraid the adults heard that Prime Minister You was ill and came to say hello?" Butler Wei replied.
Wei Hanyi walked silently to the mansion, walked through the hall and entered the backyard.
The courtyard was already full of people, and Madam Yu, the wife of the Prime Minister, was standing outside the palace, with several women standing beside her.
However, all the servants and maids in the Prime Minister's Mansion were standing in the backyard.
Everyone looked worried, and when they looked around, they looked a little solemn. Butler Wei cleared his throat and announced to everyone: "Commander Wei, Master Wei is here."
Everyone in the hospital turned their heads when they heard the news. The leader, Mrs. Yu, cried immediately when she saw Wei Hanyi, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down her face.
"Son, you are finally back. Your father, he..."
Seeing his mother crying so sadly, Wei Hanyi immediately walked up to Mrs. Yu and asked nervously: "Mom, how is dad?"
"Your father has been saying that he was unwell a month ago, but he can barely move around. But today he suddenly fell into coma for no apparent reason and couldn't be woken up. The palace doctor is already inside." Mrs. Yu wiped it with a handkerchief.
Tears, but the tears couldn't stop.
Everyone in the courtyard also began to cry uncontrollably as Mrs. Yu cried. The sound of crying in the courtyard started one after another. Wei Hanyi was so upset by the crying that he couldn't help but roared: "Why are you crying? Is there a dead person in the Prime Minister's Mansion?
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Everyone immediately fell silent, and Mrs. Yu immediately stopped crying. Once Wei Hanyi's fiery temper broke out, even her mother would be afraid.
Finally, everything in the courtyard was quiet, and Wei Hanyi said to Butler Wei: "Send the order. The Prime Minister's Mansion is closed to visitors. If anyone in the palace sends a message asking them to come to see me, we will also arrange for a few servants to stand outside the door.
You don’t have to wait here.”
After finishing speaking, Wei Hanyi turned around and prepared to enter the house. Mrs. Yu said from behind: "Son, mother..."
But before Mrs. Yu finished asking, Wei Hanyi said first, "Mom, you should go back first, Han'er will visit you later."
Mrs. Yu looked awkwardly at the young woman on her right and smiled: "Okay, mother, I'll wait for you."
Everyone in the hospital dispersed, and Wei Hanyi opened the door. An imperial doctor was administering acupuncture next to the bed in the room, and there were two adults standing next to him in official uniforms. They were Zhang Weizhi, the Minister of Industry and the left
The servant Yan Luo.
The two of them nodded to Wei Hanyi, Zhang Weizhi pointed to the outside of the house, and Wei Hanyi followed him outside.
When he came to the hospital, Wei Yiyi couldn't wait to ask: "Uncle, how is my father's condition?"
Zhang Weizhi sighed: "The imperial doctor can't find the cause for the time being, so now he can only use acupuncture to dredge the meridians to allow the Prime Minister's energy and blood to flow. I came to visit your father a few days ago, and your father said he just felt tired from time to time.
But my spirit is pretty good, but today I saw him in a completely different look."
"Oh?" Wei Hanyi had a strange look on his face, a little more suspicious in his heart.
If, according to what my uncle and mother said, my father was actually not seriously ill, then would it be an accident that my father suddenly fell into a coma today and is now unconscious as a result, or was it done intentionally?
If he hadn't just seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the haggard and pale old man lying on the bed was his father.
Wei Hanyi's thoughts immediately began to flow in his mind. If his father was murdered, the leftists would be the most likely suspects. The political chaos between the two factions had already emerged during the reign of the first emperor of Lan State.
However, it has only been two years since the new emperor ascended the throne. There have been constant disputes within and outside the government, and some small countries surrounding Lan Kingdom have been in turmoil on their frontiers in recent years.
Although the left and right factions have been fighting overtly and covertly, the left will never cause civil strife in the court at this critical moment and allow other countries to take advantage of it.
So who is behind it? Or is it done by some country?
Zhang Weizhi looked sullen when he saw Wei Huanyi, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort him.
"Uncle, are there any changes in the palace?"
"The emperor has sent a message to allow your father to rest at home. All affairs of Zhongxiu Province should be ignored for the time being. Your second uncle, You Cheng Wei Boping, will handle the government affairs on his behalf." This chapter has been completed!