Four Harmonies and Good Fortune

Chapter 201 Shock
The first person to enter the courtyard opened the workshop door, and Feng Chuan immediately led everyone inside.

"Where are they all?" Feng Chuan asked.

The soldier pointed to the backyard: "They've all retreated to the back."

Feng Chuan ordered, "Go in and kill them all."

The soldiers drew their long swords and retreated, allowing several archers to step forward.

But then, another sound came from the backyard.

"You actually dared to barge in? Are you plotting a rebellion?"

The voice was clearly that of a man, but it sounded a little weak. Feng Chuan assumed that the person inside was terrified and didn't want to pay any attention to it.

Before Feng Chuan could reply, the man continued, "If you want to live, leave immediately and your punishment will be reduced. Otherwise, I will report the truth to the court."

Should we report this to the imperial court?
Feng Chuan burst into laughter, but immediately stopped laughing and spat, "Who do you think you are?"

“I have official documents from the imperial court,” the man said again, “you may examine them carefully…”

Sure enough, a figure emerged from the corner, seemingly holding something in his hand.

Feng Chuan had long lost his patience. He took the longbow from the person next to him, nocked an arrow, and shot it. The man was unable to dodge in time and was hit squarely. He screamed and fell to the ground. Fortunately, there were people behind him who reached out and dragged him back.

Feng Chuan waved his arm, and Tan Xiang, behind him, led his soldiers and rushed in immediately.

The sound of weapons clashing immediately rang out.

Feng Chuan didn't rush forward. For him, cleaning up an arms workshop was not something he needed to do personally. He could check it out after the people had been killed.

As for the weapons, those that could be used were taken away, and those that couldn't be used were destroyed along with the corpses. In any case, all of this would be attributed to the He family.

Who will know how much of a deficit there will be by then?
but……

The fight seemed to have gone on for quite a while.

There shouldn't be many talented people in the arms workshop.

Feng Chuan frowned, about to step forward, when he heard someone call out from behind, "Who's there?"

Then came the sound of the gate closing.

"Someone closed the door."

There is someone in the darkness.

"Go and see."

Feng Chuan suddenly had a bad feeling. As he was thinking, the fighting in the inner courtyard gradually stopped, but no one came out to report the news.

Feng Chuan knew that someone was secretly plotting against him, but he was not afraid. He gripped the hilt of his knife and led the others toward the inner courtyard. He wanted to see what those people were up to.
A strong smell of blood hit the air. Two corpses lay on the ground, both dressed in soldiers' uniforms.

Feng Chuan frowned even more deeply; these were the people he had brought.

How could the artisans here possibly defeat his soldiers?

Feng Chuan walked forward, surrounded by the remaining soldiers. Torches lit up the darkness, and the smoke and blood mingled, making the place look like a ghost town.

Stepping over the corpses, we finally reached the depths of the inner courtyard.

It will also illuminate the road ahead.

Feng Chuan's gaze immediately fixed on someone.

The man sat at the entrance of the armory, dressed in a scarlet official robe and wearing a long-winged turban. His face was calm and solemn, and even before he had uttered a word, his imposing presence was already overwhelming.

Feng Chuan's heart clenched instantly.

A thought flashed through my mind.

He recognized the face. Back then, he had finally managed to get an audience with the imperial family at the palace, and this man had stood beside the emperor. He would remember him because this young man was exceptionally learned and trusted by the imperial family; scholars throughout the land held him in high esteem.

this person……

he is……

Wang Yan.

Just as Feng Chuan was thinking this, Wang Yan raised his eyes and looked over. Their eyes met, and Feng Chuan felt that the gaze opposite him was exceptionally deep, making it impossible to fathom its depths.

That young and handsome face held the unfathomable depth of a civil official, as well as the murderous aura and solemnity of a military general.

Feng Chuan subconsciously took two steps back.

Standing next to Wang Yan was a man of small stature who clutched his arm where he had been shot with an arrow. He pointed at Feng Chuan and gritted his teeth, saying, "You assassinated an angel; you deserve to die."

This is the person who kept shouting.

Feng Chuan finally understood why the voice lacked vigor: it was because it belonged to a eunuch.

Angel.

These are truly angels sent by the imperial court.

He Tan has left, but they are unaware that Wang Yan still exists in Daming Prefecture.

He could not disobey the imperial decree, nor could he contend with the Wang family, but having come this far, he had no way out but to…

Feng Chuan made up his mind and tightened his grip on the long knife. He was about to step forward when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, followed by a burning sensation in his chest. A great fear enveloped him, and he froze in place.

Feng Chuan looked down and saw the gleaming tip of a knife protruding from his chest, with a smear of his blood clinging to it.

A moment later, a drop of blood fell on his shoe, and then the knife was withdrawn.

Blood gushed out from the wound immediately. Feng Chuan tried to speak, but vomited mouthfuls of blood. He struggled to turn his head and saw Tan Xiang's panicked face.

Tan Xiang kicked Feng Chuan to the ground, watching as Feng Chuan convulsed a few times and died. He stared blankly at his surroundings; in that short time, the remaining soldiers had all been captured by Wang Yan's men.

Tan Xiang's knees buckled, and he knelt down to bow to Wang Yan: "Envoy Wang, it was this fellow who forced us to come. He made us kill the people in the armory and frame Inspector He. If we hadn't come, we would have been killed by him. Just now, I saw that he was about to harm you again, Envoy, so I killed him in a moment of panic."

"Please, angels, take pity on us, since we were forced into this situation."

Tan Xiang had already clearly seen that the people here were all Wang Yan's trusted confidants. They had long since taken control of everything and were just waiting for them to walk into their trap.

Perhaps Daming Prefecture is still in the hands of the Liu family, but he is destined not to escape this courtyard, so... if he wants to survive, he can only ask Wang Yan for help.

Wang Yan remained silent. Sang Dian stepped forward, bound Tan Xiang, gagged him with a piece of cloth, and threw him aside.

The artisans and managers of the armory huddled in a corner, their faces filled with terror.

Wang Yan said calmly, "I came to Daming Prefecture on the orders of the Imperial Family, but I was assassinated in the weapons workshop. It seems that someone did not want me to leave here alive."

After saying that, he turned to the eunuch beside him and asked, "Does the eunuch think what I said is right?"

“Yes,” Huang, the eunuch, said, his arm still bleeding from the wound. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain. “That’s exactly right. When I come before the heavenly family, I will also testify for the angels. They tried to assassinate the angels, and I stopped them many times. I almost lost my life in the process.”

The eunuch Huang's clothes were soaked with cold sweat. It wasn't that he wanted to stop them, but that Wang Yan forced him to step forward.

It wasn't a verbal threat, but rather a suggestion that this was a great opportunity for him to advance his career. If he was willing to work hard, he would definitely achieve good results.

So he went outside.

Fortunately, he didn't die.

Since we've taken this gamble, we should stick with Wang Yan to the end and reap the huge credit.

Wang Yan said, "Since that's the case, I will not go to the government office. I will conclude the case here, and then the eunuch will return to the capital to personally present it to the Emperor."