Nongmen's fierce wife busy farming

Chapter 1121
"My lord, at this time, the city gate is probably already wide open."

"...Yes, the lonely courtiers no longer need to speak alone, they can do things by themselves."

Yin Yi picked up his wine glass and chuckled lightly. Usually, he would quarrel for a long time over trivial matters, but now it is quiet.

Forget it, the high place is extremely cold, he has been standing on the high place for a long time, he has been terrified, unable to sleep at night, fear, fear, and anxiety have been with him all the time.

Every time he dreams back at midnight, he will be awakened by the nightmare, get up and look around, whether his country has been taken away by someone, and whether he has gone to hell.

Now that his dream has come true, he doesn't have to be afraid anymore, he doesn't have to worry anymore.

……

At the gate of the city, there were crowds of people, and the gate was wide open. Yesterday's high-ranking courtiers lined up on both sides, looking at Han Jing who was riding on the horse with smiles on their faces.

Looking at the spectacular scene in front of him, Han Jing was shocked at first, but after he figured out the key points, he understood.

It has to be said that these old foxes have been calculating for the family's honor and disgrace all their lives.

Dynasties change and emperors fall, but some families can survive. Knowing the current affairs should be the biggest reason.

When he was approaching the city, he wanted Yin Yi to give an explanation to the Han family, saying that whether it is the Qing Dynasty's side or rebellion, no matter how the world sees him, it doesn't matter anymore.

He didn't order the siege of the city, but he was giving Yin Yi a chance to tell the world about the Han family's grievances.

Announce the truth of the sudden death of the prince to the world.

He thought, at this point in the matter, he would have to argue anyway, so he was prepared mentally, and asked Mr. Mu to make a draft in advance.

Dealing with civil servants will waste some saliva.

But he didn't expect that these courtiers would be so proactive and open the city gate directly.

"My lords, what do you mean by this? Please clarify?"

Han Jing was riding on the horse, holding the rein in his hand, looking at the old foxes with kind smiles, raising his brows.

"Oh, General Han, of course we want to welcome the general into the city."

Zhongshuling's head was wrapped with a bandage, and the forehead was faintly blood-colored. At this moment, he clasped his fists in both hands and bowed to Han Jing, with a very gentle and funny smile.

Who would have thought that such a person would be so flattering in front of Yin Yi a few days ago.

"Master Zhongshuling, is there some misunderstanding? My general is stationed outside the city to wait for the emperor's will."

Mr. Mu rode forward, rushed to the upper and lower walls, and said loudly.

"Everyone must know what happened to the Han family, the sudden death of the crown prince, and my general is waiting for the monarch's reply."

Everyone: "..."

With the army under pressure, does the truth matter?
"My lords, my fathers and people, my general only seeks the truth, to return justice to the Han family, to find out the real reason for the prince's sudden death, and never thought of attacking the city, let alone attacking Qingdu."

Mr. Mu sincerely expressed Han Jing's meaning to everyone. As the staff, they should not only be the master's ears, but also the master's mouth, sharing the master's worries and problems.

Some things can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, and some things are not convenient for the general to speak, but they, the staff, can speak freely.

Listening to Mr. Mu's reminder, there is still something that everyone doesn't understand. Before entering the city, Han Jing wants to clear the family's stigma.

Zhongshuling glanced at the old foxes around him, and finally took out a dossier from the armband rather helplessly.

Pass it to the attendant beside him and ask him to present it to Han Jing.

"Sigh, General Han didn't know something. Old General Han was injured, and we were inexplicably sad. The Lord listened to the slander, disliked our old minister's nagging, and insisted on going his own way, which made such a big mistake."

Zhong Shuling said, looking at Han Jing sadly,

"Your Majesty's temper has changed drastically in recent years, and I didn't expect it... As for the crown prince, he had a heart attack, and he didn't eat properly, and he died in a panic attack. It really has nothing to do with the Han family."

As soon as Zhongshu Ling said this, several officials who had discussed it long ago nodded repeatedly, proving that Winter Holiday was innocent.

The volume of the voice is just enough to make the people around who are probing frequently listen to it.

Listening to Zhong Shuling's explanation, Han Jing sneered in his heart, but he also knew that these courtiers were able to do this, which was considered to be full of sincerity.

As for Yin's father and son, whether the father killed the son or the son killed the father, only the father and son know for themselves.

The grievances of the Han family were cleared, and Han Jing let the army still camp outside the city, and he led a team to follow the courtiers into the city.

Looking at the familiar streets and the people who were a little panicked, Han Jing directly ordered that soldiers are not allowed to disturb the people, and those who violated the law will be punished by military law.

As soon as this order came out, the people cheered, and their enthusiasm for watching the excitement immediately increased. Even the narration of Zhongshu Ling just now was quickly spread.

In less than half a day, everyone in Qingdu knew the truth about the extermination of the Han family, and the rumors became more and more outrageous.

Some people even made up the picture of father and son killing each other.

In the end, it is very dramatic. The Yin family's father and son game, and the miserable scene of the Han family being hit by the fish pond is passed on as if it were real.

Otherwise, why did Han Jing travel thousands of miles to avenge his family and complain for his father?

Han Jing rode on the horse and headed all the way to the palace. Passing by the gate of the Han Mansion, he reined in his horse and stopped. Looking at the sealed gate, Han Jing's indifferent face suddenly turned cold.

The grown-ups who accompanied him flinched and followed his gaze, feeling annoyed in their hearts, why did they forget to tidy up this place in advance.

"General Han, after this place was sealed off, the Lord has sent people to guard it all the time, and no one else is allowed to enter."

Zhong Shuling's meaning is very clear, this is the Lord's personal meaning, and has nothing to do with them.

In addition, after the Han Mansion was confiscated, there were always soldiers in charge, and idlers could not enter.

"Don't worry, general, I'll send someone to remove the seal, and then send someone to clean it up. The Han family has suffered a disaster for no reason, and it's time to return the Han family to a clean slate."

Han Jing looked at Zhong Shuling's sleek look, and then at the bandage wrapped around his forehead, curiosity flashed in his eyes,

"What happened to Mr. Zhongshuling's forehead?"

"Hey, as a courtier's duty, it's just that he suffered an unreasonable disaster."

Zhongshuling touched his forehead embarrassingly,
"Sigh~"

At this time, the palace gate was also opened, waiting for Han Jing and others to enter.

Walking in the silent palace wall, Han Jing frowned, "There seem to be a lot fewer palace people."

"The general didn't know something, but the lord had a violent temper. He hacked and killed many people in the palace. Even the supervisor who had been with him for many years died. The others were also frightened and dared not approach."

As Zhong Shuling spoke, he glanced at Han Jing secretly,
"...Last night when they heard about the general's arrival, the palace people were even more frightened. They fled in all directions overnight. Apart from some old, weak, sick and disabled, there are probably few healthy people in the palace today."

(End of this chapter)