Seeing that the family's various shops were being suppressed but could do nothing, Yang Tianhao blamed himself very much, so he drank to relieve his sorrows every night. But in the middle of drinking today, he heard noises coming from the backyard one after another, and thought of coming over to investigate.
But as soon as he walked across the long bridge, he saw Su Xiuyun falling down. He almost lost his balance and the wine bottle in his hand slipped directly to the ground.
He shook his head to wake up a little, pointed at Tang Ji and shouted: "Tang Ji, you are so brave, how dare you come to my Yang family to commit murder!"
"Mr. Yang, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. She was obviously the one who attacked me, so why did I become the murderer?" Tang Ji looked indifferent and retorted casually.
Yang Tianhao was about to go up to him to argue with him, but before he took a step, he considered his own safety. Without thinking any more, he turned around and returned the same way: "Here comes someone, someone comes here!"
Seeing this, Tang Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to Yang Xinghuai and said, "I can handle this matter myself."
After saying this, he led Cheng Tie and Ye Zheng towards the long bridge.
It was already dark at this time, and the waning moon hanging in the sky was reflected in the pool. There was a hint of coolness in early autumn on the water. The three of them did not pay much attention to it. They quickly reached the other side by the moonlight, but were stopped by several Yang family members holding torches.
Guards surrounded him.
Yang Tianhao hid behind two guards holding long knives and pointed at Tang Ji: "You broke into Yang's house in the middle of the night to commit murder. We must go to Dali Temple to make it clear!"
Tang Ji covered his forehead and replied: "Master Yang, I told you, I was not the one who made the first move!"
"It's nonsense, who can prove it!" Yang Tianhao's tone was very exciting, and the saliva in his mouth splashed on the face of the guard in front of him.
Tang Ji shrugged: "Everyone on the other side saw it just now."
Hearing this, Yang Tianhao gritted his teeth. He believed that Tang Ji did not have the courage to kill people in the Yang family, but his sister-in-law was dead, and he had to give an explanation to his elder brother. He waved his hand: "Those people who can let you in may have been bribed by you long ago.
No, their words don’t count!”
Tang Ji glanced at the corner of his mouth, and he knew that the other party was not willing to give up, and he couldn't help but look to the side yard.
The next moment, a charming figure fell from the sky and landed steadily in front of Tang Ji: "Does my words count?"
Yang Tianhao squinted his eyes to see who was coming clearly: "Song Yao...General, I have met General Song."
Song Yao did not accept his gift. She held a sword in her hand and said with a dull expression: "I just passed by this place while patrolling the street. I heard something moving in the Yang Mansion, so I stood on the wall and took a look. I can be your guarantor for Mr. Tang."
, it was Madam Yang who wanted to assassinate Mr. Tang, but he accidentally killed Madam Yang while defending himself. According to the laws of Ning State, if a civilian harms an official of the imperial court, it is a capital crime regardless of whether it succeeds or not, so she is considered worthy of death."
Now everyone in the city knows about the relationship between Tang Ji and Li Yu, and there are also rumors that King You and Song Yao, the daughter of the Minister of Household Affairs, are in love, so the two are basically in the same group, but Song Yao's official position is higher than him.
Yang Tianhao did not dare to say anything more, so he could only change the subject and said: "Then why do you dare to ask Master Tang for breaking into my Yang family in the middle of the night?"
Tang Ji yawned and replied: "Who says it's not the case? If Patriarch Yang hadn't come to me, I would have hugged my wife to sleep. But when it comes to this, Master Yang might as well go find out the death of Patriarch Yang.
What does it have to do with Mrs. Yang?"
The death of Patriarch Yang!
After hearing what he said, Yang Tianhao was speechless: "What, what do you mean?"
Tang Ji was too lazy to say any more, and led a few people through the encirclement of the Yang family's guards, walked straight to the side courtyard, and soon left the Yang family.
Yang Tianhao stood there for a moment, until a breeze blew by, making him shiver, shook his head, and ran straight towards the small building in the backyard, until he walked into Yang Kangping's room and looked at the man lying peacefully
The old man on the bed fell to his knees with a pop: "Dad!"
The waning moon was covered by drifting clouds, and a strong wind blew in the city of Kyoto, sweeping the entire Yang family with loneliness and sadness.
On the other side, after Tang Ji left Yang's house, he said goodbye to Song Yao on the nearby street: "Thank you so much, General Song!"
"Brother Tang, just like Sister Jiang Ran, just call me Yaoyao or Xiaoyao." Song Yao, holding the sword in hand, explained with a faint smile, then led the soldiers to get out of the way, and added: "Today
I will report the matter truthfully, and the Yang family will not do anything to you!"
"Thank you!" Tang Ji got into the carriage, waved goodbye to her, and ordered Cheng Tie to drive the carriage toward Dongcheng.
Song Yao looked at the back of the carriage and waved goodbye.
The surrounding Forbidden Army officers seemed to have seen an incredible scene. In their eyes, although Song Yao was a female general, her style and personality were very manly. She always had a straight face and was stern. They could not see her gentle and delicate appearance now.
After looking at him for a few times, he couldn't help but start talking in a low voice.
But in the blink of an eye, everyone found a gaze locked on them and quickly closed their mouths.
"Do you still have time to chat? If we really encounter an assassin today, can we catch up with him? Continue patrolling the streets and practice more at the school tomorrow afternoon!" Song Yao's voice was low but stern. After finishing speaking, he continued to patrol the streets with everyone.
Come on, as for the reason why she has a good attitude towards Tang Ji, it is entirely because the other party helped bring her and Li Yu together. Otherwise, she is just a piece of wood, and she doesn't know when she will be able to figure it out.
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After a long time, the carriage stopped outside Ji Ranju.
After hearing the noise, the door opened slightly, a small head poked out, and immediately retracted after seeing the situation clearly.
Tang Ji jumped off the carriage, stretched a little tiredly, looked up at the night sky, and murmured: "It's going to rain!"
At this moment, the guard opened the door of Ji Ranju. Jiang Ran walked straight to him and asked softly: "How are you? Are you okay?"
"What can I do?" Tang Ji smiled indifferently and raised his hand to touch her head. Although he was a little sad to meet the kind grandfather he had just met and to be separated forever, but he could deal with Su Xiuyun tonight.
The trip was not in vain. Even if, as Yang Kangping said, his mother's death was not directly related to the Yang Tianchang brothers, the evidence of his assassination in Huaizhou has long been conclusive, and there is no way he would let the Yang family go!
He shook his head to put away his thoughts and said, "Why haven't you rested yet? You're waiting for me."
Jiang Ran nodded silently: "I'm a little worried about you."
Tang Ji rubbed her broken hair, then took Jiang Ran's hand and walked towards the mansion. He didn't stop until he reached the main courtyard, turned around, took the wooden box from Ye Zheng's hand, and said: "It's getting late.
, you should go to rest early."
Ye Zheng did not reply in a hurry. Instead, he took out a bronze key from his sleeve and handed it over: "Sir, I got this from the woman named Su."
Tang Ji's eyes suddenly lit up, he stretched out his hand to take the key, and sneered: "Awesome, you are indeed thinner than that guy Cheng Tie, you will be paid twice as much this month!"
"Thank you so much, sir. That subordinate will leave first." Ye Zheng cupped his fists and bowed before retreating.
Tang Ji held the key in his hand, looked down at the wooden box in his arms, and murmured: "This way, there is no need to destroy mother's little box."