Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Storm Rises in the Royal Capital
After Lao Wu was properly buried, the turmoil that occurred in Qishan was rapidly fermenting, and a huge cloud shrouded this glorious place that once belonged to Daqian.
Duan Yuquan and Han Yuyang discussed for a long time, and they decided that they must go to Wang Du to clarify the original situation of the matter, otherwise those people above the court would definitely detain them for the felony of rebellion.
But there is a doomed question in front of them, how to prove their innocence?
Even if they tried their best to clarify and what they said was true, their persuasiveness was limited after all, and the trust of the Daqian court in them had already fallen to the bottom.
In the military tent, Jiang Chen got up and said, "Speaking of which, in fact, you need an intermediary to negotiate with the imperial court on your behalf." ”
Duan Yuquan patted the case and said: "Yes, what Brother Jiang said is, but it's a pity that I can't find such a person after thinking about it." ”
"Since it's an intermediary, it can't be on the side of Qishan, but it can't be completely biased towards the imperial court, I think this person happens to be in Qishan right now, and it's just right to find him."
Duanmu Qing immediately debunked Jiang Chen and said, "Should you mention your fake identity again, what is Shi Guangjun, the son of the Hubu Shangshu?" Not to mention that you are not him, even if we find him in person, what reason do people have to help us speak? ”
Jiang Chen said confidently: "Although I am an impostor, the deity is also in Qishan right now, and I can guarantee that he will be happy to help us with this." ”
The people in Qishan were surprised, they had nothing to do with Shi Wanli, the head of the household, and they had a dispute over military salaries, what reason did the Shi family have to come out like this?
Jiang Chen didn't explain much, seeing that these people were acting above board and upright, if he told them that he was threatened with poison to control Shi Guangjun, he was afraid that he would attract their contempt.
At dawn the next day, Jiang Chen took Yue'er back to the official ship moored on the riverbank, and Han Yuyang and Duanmu Qing were accompanying them.
After understanding, I learned that Han Yuyang and Duanmu Qing had been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and the two fell in love with each other, if it weren't for the tense war in the north, they should have reached the point of talking about marriage.
Duanmu Qing is actually the granddaughter of the late coach Duanmu Hongtu, and the young man named Han Ji that Jiang Chen met before was the righteous brother recognized by Han Yuyang, because both of them were surnamed Han and were like-minded at the same time.
According to Jiang Chen's analysis, if you want to completely clear the suspicion of Qishan, you must not only explain the festival between you and Tianfeng Camp this time, but also how to find out the truth about the cause of Duanmu Hongtu's death.
No one in the entire Qishan would believe that the person was killed by Han Yuyang, and Jiang Chen also knew his character and conduct, so there must be a huge conspiracy hidden behind this.
How to clear Han Yuyang's suspicion of murder is equivalent to clearing the suspicion of the entire Qishan.
For this matter, Han Yuyang had to take a huge risk to go to the royal capital, and Duanmu Qing really couldn't rest assured, so he insisted on walking with everyone again and again.
Boarding the official ship, Jiang Chen gave everyone a grand introduction to Shi Guangjun, the noble son of the Hubu Shangshu family, who had been waiting for Jiang Chen here for two days so honestly.
Han Yuyang pulled Jiang Chen aside and asked in a low voice, "This Shi Gongzi didn't expect people to be quite polite, do you have a good relationship?" ”
Jiang Chen said with a smile: "Yes, if you have any requirements, just mention it to him." ”
Half a month later, the capital of King Daqian was Jinyang City.
The early risers began to get busy, and the most prosperous street market in Daqian gradually became steaming and full of people.
is different from the past, the business of the few time-honored shops in Wangdu has become much more depressed than before, all because of the new shop opened in the alley of Liujie.
This shop does not sell steamed buns, soy milk fritters, and there are no baked cakes, spring rolls, or fried sugar cakes.
In short, none of the ordinary breakfasts that have been sold in the city for hundreds of years can be found in this shop, but the people are still enthusiastic and scrambling to be the first.
"What do you want to eat, this guest officer?" A tall and handsome young man is talking about business.
"Give me five egg tarts and a bowl of snail powder."
"Okay, the small shop is a small place, please call the guest to go home and enjoy it, and there will be no dine-in here."
After a few familiar conversations, the young man quickly packed up, took the money, and hurried to receive the next guest.
There are only three things sold in this breakfast shop, egg tarts, fish balls, and snail powder, each of which can be called a delicacy in the world, which makes people want to stop and never forget after eating.
Half a month ago, people here had never heard of what egg tarts were, and what kind of balls fish balls were, and the snail lion powder with a strange smell was even more eye-opening.
All morning, the shop was overcrowded and crowded, and although their monopoly affected the business of their peers, with their impeccable food, even the owners of other breakfast shops liked to come to them to taste breakfast.
"Yue'er, there are not many people now, you should rest quickly."
Jiang Chen poured a glass of water for Wu Yue, and said with some distressed concern.
"No, Brother Chen, I'm fine, I knew it would be sold out so quickly today, I should have made a little more egg tarts last night."
Wu Yue still regretted it a little.
"Fool, there are still a handful of silver waiting for us to earn, why should I be tired of making more egg tarts, then I would rather not open this shop."
Wu Yue saw that Jiang Chen had some business, so he sat down obediently, took the cup of hot tea and savored it.
"Well, it's really fragrant, the flower tea made by Brother Chen also has a unique taste, which is more fragrant and sweeter than the flower teas I have drunk."
Jiang Chen boasted and said: "Of course, as long as I am willing, it is not impossible to open a tea shop again, but we still have to do serious things, so we can only let these go first." ”
At this point, there was a sudden commotion from the center of the city.
Through the intricate figures, Jiang Chen saw two strong men scuffling with each other, as if they were looking at each other unpleasantly because of something, and he was quickly attracted by the tattoo on the chest of one of the strong men.
"Brother Chen?"
Jiang Chen didn't hear Wu Yue's surprised shout, and went straight into the crowd of onlookers, and when he squeezed in, he found that the tattoo on the strong man's chest was exactly the same as the tattoo of Qi Zhaoxuan who died in the hands of Lao Wu that day!
This unexpected discovery made Jiang Chen's mind "buzz" for a while.
Could it be that Qi Zhaoxuan is far more than the person who has this snake head tattoo, and this three-eyed snake head tattoo seems to faintly represent a hidden force?