Chapter 407
After leaving the palace gate, Wang Ao and Yu Shiyue's expressions were a little heavy.

None of them thought that the real reason why the mission was arrested was to leak military information, let alone that the Supreme Emperor was involved in the end.

As soon as this incident happened, the court that had just calmed down was afraid that there would be some turmoil again.

Well, since the Supreme Emperor's Northern Expedition, it seems that there has not been much peace in the court.

Walking on the road paved with bluestone slabs, Yu Shiyue thought for a while, and asked Wang Ao: "Shoufu, what did His Majesty mean just now, the Secretary of the General Administration..."

Undoubtedly, in the handling of this case, the meaning of the emperor is the most critical.

But just before the emperor, the emperor only asked their opinions, but he didn't reveal even the slightest tendency.

If the emperor wanted to deal with it in a low-key manner, then why did Jin Yiwei arrest people in such a high-profile manner.

It should be said that the emperor wanted to make a big fuss, but the memorials sent in by several honorable nobles just now were not published.

Wang Ao sighed, and said: "This is the end of the matter, no matter what His Majesty thinks, but in the end, the matter cannot be concealed, let the people from the Secretary of General Administration go back, and deal with it as usual."

Yu Shiyue nodded thoughtfully.

As a result, news of the arrest of the mission quickly spread throughout the capital.

On the next morning, the censor immediately handed over the bullets, accusing Jin Yiwei of arresting court officials for no reason, and demanded that the case be made public.

Several honorable families headed by Hou Renli of Ningyuan also spoke out to impeach Jin Yiwei. At the same time, they also asked to visit Zhang Fu and others who were imprisoned in the imperial prison.

But these impeachments and demands, without exception, were all rejected by the emperor.

The reason is that the case involves military affairs, and it is not appropriate to make it public before the case is clear. After the trial is over, the court will issue a court order.

This statement was ambiguous, which naturally did not satisfy the officials, but the emperor obviously made up his mind this time, and directly announced his withdrawal from the court without giving the officials a chance to continue admonishing.

As a result, within a few days, rumors spread everywhere in the capital.

Some said that the mission was arrested for collaborating with the enemy and treason. Others said that the mission had been killed in Wala, and the court could not afford to lose it, so it was detained and not released to cover it up. There were also conspiracy theorists who rumored that the emperor detained the mission. , to prevent the Supreme Emperor from returning to court.

In short, various voices of speculation arose one after another and spread among the ruling and opposition parties.

The eyes of many ministers in the imperial court were also attracted by this incident. Whether they were civil servants or military commanders, the memorials were handed up book by book.

But without exception, they were all kept by the emperor, and there were too many handed in, so the emperor issued a verbal order, but those words were still related to military affairs, and they would not be released until the interrogation was unclear.

As a result, fewer notebooks were handed in, but there was clearly an atmosphere of uneasiness brewing in the ruling and opposition parties...

In summer, the weather gradually becomes sultry. Fortunately, a heavy rain came in time, which can relieve the heat a little.

The black clouds kept churning in the sky, unlike the patter of spring rain, the summer rain came quickly and quickly.

The road was full of people in a hurry to hide from the rain, and a dilapidated sedan was braving the heavy rain as it passed through the bustling crowd.

Crackling raindrops hit the sedan chair, the bearer only had a bamboo hat on his head, not a coir raincoat, and his shoulders were already wet in just a moment.

Several people were planning to move forward quickly, when the car curtain at the side was lifted, revealing a thin and thin face.

Yu Qian watched the big raindrops fall, and couldn't help frowning, and said.

"Ah Fu, stop the sedan chair and hide from the rain."

The old servant who was following was a little embarrassed: "Master, we will be there in a short time, just take two steps, you..."

Halfway through the conversation, seeing his master's expression darken, the old servant nodded quickly, and greeted a few bearers, and stopped by the tea stall to shelter from the rain.

The tea stand is simple and simple, selling big bowls of tea, and the people who come here on weekdays are all peddlers, but at least there is a shed.

The heavy rain was caught off guard, and those who had no time to go home could only come here to hide from the rain, which made the boss's business a lot better.

When Yu Qian went out this time, he didn't wear an official robe, and the clothes on his body were very simple, and he was sitting in his own sedan chair, not an official sedan chair.

But the people around him knew that he was not an ordinary person just by seeing that he could afford bearers and attendants.

Therefore, as soon as he entered the tea shed, several tables that were originally full were immediately vacated, and the boss even went forward to clean the table diligently.

Yu Qian ordered a bowl of tea for everyone, and he didn't dislike the poor quality of the tea. He drank it one after another, watching the rain curtain pouring down, but his mind drifted away.

At this time, the chatter on the next table caught his attention.

"Have you heard that the Supreme Emperor is coming back..."

"Where did you hear the news?"

"Wang Er, who is in charge of the Shuntian Mansion, said, how can there be a lie, the missions sent to welcome the Supreme Emperor have all returned to Beijing, that is not fast."

Yu Qian remained calm, but his mind had been withdrawn, and the chat at the next table continued.

Two more people joined the conversation.

"Don't talk nonsense, the Supreme Emperor can't come back. Didn't you hear that he was beaten away a few days ago? It is said that his arms were cut off, and he was given to the guard as an invitation for reward."

"But what about the mission?"

"Wang Er is just talking nonsense when I see you. Our nephew works as a clerk at Honglu Temple. He said it himself. As soon as the mission entered the customs, he was arrested by Jin Yiwei. There has been no news for such a long time. I'm afraid he was killed long ago."

"Think about it, the embassy is dead, can the Supreme Emperor come back?"

"So that's the case, if there is any news, let me tell you..."

The conversation at the next table was in full swing, but Yu Qian was in no mood to continue listening.

After looking around, he got up and came to the owner of the tea stall, first paid for the tea, then pointed to an old coir raincoat hanging under the tea shed, and asked.

"Brother, I have to leave first, but it's raining too much, can you sell me your coir raincoat?"

The owner of the tea stall is a young man in his twenties who has never seen the world. Although the old man in front of him is dressed plainly, he looks like a nobleman. He has never talked to such a person.

For a moment, the boss felt a little uneasy, rubbed his hands, and stammered: "The coir raincoat is old, and it cost thirty yuan when I bought it. If you don't mind, master, you can give me fifteen yuan."

Yu Qian nodded, then counted out thirty cash from the patched purse, and handed it to the boss.

During the boss' refusal, it was stuffed into his hand, and then Yu Qian took off the coir raincoat, put it on his body, and said to the old servant beside him.

"Ah Fu, you are hiding from the rain here. The master has something to do, so you have to go first. When the rain stops, you can go back home by yourself."

The old servant was a little anxious, and said: "How can I do it, it's raining so hard, sir..."

Yu Qian patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, it's not far from Yu's house, so it's okay to take two steps."

The old servant still wanted to speak, but before he opened his mouth, he saw his master striding directly into the rain...

(End of this chapter)

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