Chapter 17: Aftermath

"Snapped!"

"Trash! It's all trash!"

Zhang family residence.

Zhang Qian was like crazy, the whip in his hand kept falling on the three servants.

The clothes on the servant's back had been torn to pieces by the whip, and bright red blood oozed out, and bursts of screams came from his mouth.

The servants standing around lowered their heads, too frightened to breathe, for fear that the next whip would fall on them.

Seemingly tired from the beating, Zhang Qian threw the whip on the ground, pointed it at the three people, and said, "Drag them out of the mass grave and bury them alive."

"Master, have mercy on me, Master, please have mercy on me..."

The servants burst into tears, but they were still dragged out ruthlessly.

"Brother, calm down. The matter has come to this, and it is useless to be angry anymore." Zhang Kang stroked Zhang Qian's back.

The news of the assassination in Prince Yan's Mansion has become known throughout the city.

The news that the assassins had been wiped out was also known throughout the city.

After inquiring, they learned that the palace had made preparations in advance.

Zhang Qian was angry that the servants who were following him didn't find out the fishy secrets among the royal family during the day, so this happened.

"Who leaked the news?" Zhang Qian still refuses to accept such a result.

All the plans were obviously kept secret, how did King Yan know about them?

Could it be that there is Prince Yan’s spy in his house?

Or is there a traitor in Qingfeng Village?

"Is it possible to let'er?" Zhang Kang reminded.

"No, the servant who followed Rang'er that day told her that the woman was thrown to death by Rang'er without saying anything, and she heard something else." Zhang Qian shook his head.

"Other than that, only the Du family and the Huang family know about it." Zhang Kang frowned.

Zhang Qian was agitated for a while.

The failure to assassinate King Yan made him suddenly feel that his control over Yan County was not so secure.

"Whoever it is? We underestimated King Yan after all." Zhang Qian's eyes narrowed, "After this incident, it will be difficult to kill him again."

Zhang Kang nodded, "In short, this matter is extremely detrimental to our Zhang family, and since King Yan knew about it in advance, it is inevitable that he did not know that our Zhang family was behind this matter."

This is what Zhang Qian is worried about.

He also now regretted his involvement in purchasing the ice-making method.

Isn’t this giving money to King Yan to recruit troops and horses?

But now it's too late.

King Yan's wings are gradually becoming mature, and it may not take long for the prince's personal army to be full and form a fighting force.

At that time, they really couldn't shake their position.

"If this is the case, after King Yan becomes powerful, he will definitely not let us go." Zhang Qian gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "We might as well not do anything but mobilize three private soldiers to destroy the palace."

"No." Zhang Kang's face changed slightly, "Brother, King Yan is the prince after all. Doing this is tantamount to rebellion, and the royal family will not ignore it."

"Then what should we do? Wait for death?" Zhang Qian paced back and forth anxiously.

"Brother, don't worry, there is still an opportunity in front of you, it will be autumn soon." Zhang Kang raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Qian immediately understood, "Autumn is high and horses are fat, Beidi is coming from the south."

"Exactly, my foolish brother thought that as long as he sent someone to secretly open the gate of Yancheng, the Beidi people would kill him, and the snipe and the clam would fight for the fisherman's profit."

After a pause, he continued, "Of course, people should keep an eye on them at ordinary times. Whenever there is a chance..."

Zhang Kang's words made Zhang Qian feel a little relieved.

But then, his face suddenly darkened, "Oh no, Rang'er is still locked up."

…

Prince Yan's Mansion.

At dawn, Zhao Xu returned to the palace from the Guards camp.

At this time, Chang Wei had already led the soldiers to clean up the palace.

The courtyard walls on both sides of the palace were also demolished, and the three courtyards were merged into one.

This is the true appearance of the palace.

"Last night, most of the elite of Qingfeng Village died here. It's a pity that Pang Kun was taken away by those men in black." Chang Wei followed Zhao Xu, introducing the results of the battle as he walked.

Zhao Xu sweated.

He and Feng'er Luan'er stayed up all night at the Guards camp last night.

After all, this matter is related to the life and death of the two of them.

"Take it away, take it away. It is expected that Pang Kun will not survive in their hands. If it weren't for them, I would have no way of knowing about the night attack. But who are they?"

Zhao Xu came to the bedroom.

The pit has been filled in, but the land is uninhabitable. He plans to move to the east courtyard.

"The general thought that they were Pang Kun's enemies. After all, Qingfeng Village has done a lot of evil things over the years." Chang Wei said.

"Yes." Zhao nodded, "As long as you are not an enemy of the palace, it is good."

Chang Wei then talked about the casualties of the guards and royal troops last night.

Zhao Xu felt a little distressed after hearing this and said, "Go to Shopkeeper Qin to get some money. You must bury the soldiers who died in the battle and comfort the injured soldiers. You must not let the soldiers feel cold."

"Yes, Your Highness." Chang Wei bowed and accepted the order, feeling warm in his heart.

In today's world, the lives of ordinary soldiers are nothing more than trivial matters in the eyes of the powerful nobles of Dasong. If they die, they will die.

But King Yan always thought of the soldiers, which really impressed him.

Feng'er and Luan'er have refused to leave Zhao Xu's side since last night.

When there were only three of them left in the backyard.

Feng'er said: "I didn't expect that the Zhang family would be so rampant and dare to attack the palace. Why don't Your Highness write a petition to request the emperor to send troops to exterminate such evil clans."

Luan'er nodded aside.

Zhao Xu smiled bitterly, he had thought about doing this.

But he was more aware of his weight in the eyes of Emperor Zhao Heng.

What's more, any major case requires physical evidence.

Pang Kun was taken away by men in black, which means he doesn't have any evidence now

Furthermore, Zhang Kang of the Zhang family is the son-in-law of the Yuan family in Yanzhou.

The daughter of the Yuan family is a concubine in the palace, and the son is Zhao Fang, the sixth prince of Dasong.

At that time, if they whisper in Zhao Heng's ear, they may be blamed for their own words.

Then he might be the unlucky one.

Thinking of this, he explained.

"Your Highness is right." Feng'er sighed slightly, "But now that Your Highness has recovered, the emperor should know. Even if the emperor doesn't like Your Highness, it's good to say a word when necessary."

"Well, that makes sense." Zhao Xu nodded.

He also had this idea.

The situation in his fiefdom was extremely bad and complicated.

As a time traveler, he naturally had no father-son relationship with Zhao Heng.

But he should also take advantage of his status as a prince.

If Zhao Heng knew that his ninth son's madness had recovered.

He thought that Zhao Heng must hope that he could take root in Yanzhou.

After all, whether he liked him or not was another matter.

He must want the power of the royal family to expand, especially in Yanzhou, which is not under the control of the court.

At that time, let alone giving money and food, if someone frames him in front of him, he will at least not listen to one side and believe it.

Besides, the mother of the ninth prince is still in the palace, and he should take care of her.

He was thinking.

At this time, a servant came to report, "Your Highness, Zhang Kang, the governor of Yan County, and his brother Zhang Qian came to pay a visit to Your Highness."

"Zhang Kang, Zhang Qian? What are they doing here at this time? It's so annoying." Feng'er frowned.

Luan'er nodded and said in a delicate voice, "That's it."

What Zhao Xu didn't like, she naturally hated in her heart.

Zhao Xu thought for a while, guessed a little in his heart, and he smiled coldly, "Humph, you want me to let you go? It's not that easy, this time I have to peel off a layer of skin from the Zhang family!"