Her guards

Chapter 151 Mo Zheng's Night Walk

As night fell, Mo Zheng once again arrived at the residence of the Duke of Ding'an and his wife.

The sounds of footsteps pacing inside and bright lights seeped through the gaps in the roof.

"Should I go to the Dali Temple to ask?"

"What are you asking? Your Excellency, are you insane!"

"But this involves my sister. If I don't ask, will His Majesty blame me?"

"Wake up! That involves someone's real father-in-law. It's your insignificant former brother-in-law asking about it that will offend him."

Duke Ding'an said "Oh" and stopped walking.

A moment of quiet in the room.

Then the murmurs of the Duke of Ding'an began again.

"You think it really was him? Actually, I had my suspicions when I first heard the news... but he denied it."

"Shut up! We'll just wait. Whatever His Majesty says goes."

The room fell silent again, and then the voice of the Duke of Ding'an could be heard once more.

"Don't let that child hear this."

"It's alright, she's been kept safe at home. I tried everything – persuading her, threatening her, and promising to find her a good marriage. She promised not to tell her mistress what she heard on the street."

"That's good, that's good. From now on, we'll close the door to visitors."

"Sigh, we've been closed to guests for a long time, especially during the Chinese New Year."

Mo Zheng covered the tile with the roof tile and silently leaped into the night. Just as she climbed out of the Ding'an Duke's mansion, she saw a figure as dark as a wall on the street ahead...

"Senior brother." Mo Zheng didn't back down; instead, she called out in a low voice with delight, rushing towards the black wall without stopping. "I was just wondering why you hadn't come—turns out you were waiting for me outside—"

The shadowy figures behind the black wall dispersed, revealing a carriage behind them.

“Yes.” Wei Jiao lifted the carriage curtain. “I knew Miss Yang was going out.”

As he spoke, his eyes crinkled into a smile as he sized up the girl dressed in black.

"Are we going to kill someone, set a fire, or continue to fan the flames today?"

Mo Zheng pretended not to understand and climbed onto the car, saying hurriedly, "Senior brother, you know too, right?"

His expression turned grief-stricken as he spoke.

"As I said before, if there are honest and upright officials like Censor Li Bu, there will also be people who have gone astray and are brave enough to expose evil."

“The Duke of Ding’an and his wife are still trying to keep it from me and even attempted to bribe my maid. But Ah Sheng and I escaped from death together. How could they deceive me because of a few nice words?”

"They had even suspected that the Marquis of Yichun was responsible for my mother's death, but they turned a blind eye because the Marquis of Yichun held a high position of power."

After saying that, he looked at Wei Jiao with gritted teeth and hatred.

“I don’t care, I’m not afraid of anything, I’m going to kill him with my own hands right now.”

"Senior brother, you don't..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wei Jiao solemnly said, "Go quickly." He then raised his sleeve to cover his eyes, "It is only right to avenge my mother. I will pretend I never saw Miss Yang."

Mo Zheng's lips twitched. That bastard.

"Thank you, Captain."

She said solemnly, then turned and jumped off the carriage, passing over the shadowy walls and heading towards the Marquis of Yichun.

……

……

"That bastard! That bastard!"

Chai Yuan paced back and forth, gritting his teeth in anger.

"Fortunately, I was on guard and had people from the Dali Temple keep an eye on him. They immediately brought in several other servants from the Ji family and made them testify that the man was resentful and unfair because Ji Ying died, the entire Ji family was imprisoned, and you, my lord, were only fined. That's why he made those false accusations."

Marquis Yichun looked at the several confessions on the table, including the one that exposed him for ordering Ji Ying to massacre Baima Town, as well as the testimonies of other people arranged by Chai Yuan.

He reached out and patted it: "Has it been delivered to the Emperor already?"

Chai Yuan responded with annoyance: "That good-for-nothing Duan Shao, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, said that even if the prisoner is talking nonsense, he should report it to His Majesty first without bothering to verify it, because it is a matter of great importance."

Here's another point to add.

"But don't worry, Father. The other people's testimonies were also submitted together. By comparing them, we can see that the person was talking nonsense. I also showed them to people on the street, and everyone who heard them said that it was nonsense."

He immediately spat.

"This is utter nonsense."

Marquis Yichun tapped the case file on the table: "Nonsense, this is utter nonsense. Wasn't Ji Ying's blood letter also nonsense, wasn't it..."

He still had to apologize to the emperor and have his salary reduced.

So what do you expect him to give in return for this nonsense?
Was it the emperor's doing again?

The Dali Temple isn't a place anyone can enter, and the servants of the Ji Ying family aren't just anyone who can be placed there. The same applies to the matter in Baima Town; it was an oversight at the time. If someone had been sent to question Ji Ying carefully then, perhaps none of this would have happened…

Just as Chai Yuan was about to say something, a bird chirped outside the door, and then a bodyguard flashed in.

"My lord, there are people outside."

……

.......
The shadows rose and fell in the darkness, like the night wind sweeping through houses and streets.

The wind in front had just passed when the winds behind swept in from all directions.

On the dark street, a group of people in embroidered robes walked in a dark mass, with the wind rushing towards them from the front.

"Captain—"

Mo Zheng barely stopped in front of the embroidered-clothes line, then called out to the back of them.

"Miss is amazing!" Wei Jiao's voice came from behind. "Come here and let me take a look—"

The women in embroidered robes parted to make way for Mo Zheng, who strode past. The women in embroidered robes then stood in a wall of their own, and the winds from all directions dissipated in the night.

The dimly lit carriage was illuminated by Wei Jiao, who looked at the woman who had entered with great interest, glancing left and right, and exclaimed, "Where's the head? Didn't Miss go to kill Marquis Yichun?"

Mo Zheng said angrily, "That scoundrel's house was heavily fortified. I couldn't even get close. I was discovered as soon as I went in!"

Wei Jiao exclaimed, "This Marquis of Yichun is even more formidable than Miss Yang!"

"Senior brother—" Mo Zheng suddenly leaned closer, grabbed his sleeve, and looked at him expectantly with bright eyes, "But you're definitely more capable than Marquis Yichun, will you help me—"

Although Wei Jiao was on guard, this bastard was so fast that he still couldn't dodge.

"Junior sister, you should be the one helping me," he said, not even pulling his sleeve back, but kicking her instead. "Get out of here now, go kill the Marquis of Yichun, so I can capture you and make a great contribution!"

Mo Zheng fell down, but not outwards; instead, she fell into the carriage.

Just as Wei Jiao was about to make another move, the sound of horses' hooves came from outside, and at the same time, a man in embroidered robes called out to the Commandant: "The Marquis of Yichun is here."

……

.......
As the Marquis of Yichun watched the dark mass of embroidered figures on the opposite side part, the curtain of the magnificent carriage was lifted, and Wei Jiao leaped down.

"My lord," he greeted warmly, "what brings you out at this hour? Are you having trouble sleeping like me? You're different from me; you haven't committed any heinous crimes like murder or confiscation of property."

Marquis Yichun ignored his teasing and said indifferently, "So it's Commandant Wei. I was wondering why no one in the entire capital dared to spy on my house."

That bastard really messed up; he's not omnipotent after all.

Wei Jiao thought to himself, but his dog-like temper would certainly not let it go so easily.

Let's give her another chance and see what kind of excitement she can cause.

He smiled and said, "It is my duty, and the emperor's command. There is no place in the capital that we embroiderers cannot go."

Marquis Yichun smiled and said, "I know, so I will not make things difficult for the Commandant or trouble him. I will go to the palace to see the Emperor now, and I will ask him whatever he wants to ask in person."

Wei Jiao nodded: "Alright, alright. To be honest, my lord, I'm also very curious. I'll personally escort you."

Having said that, he took the horse that the embroidered woman had brought, mounted it, and walked to the Yichun waiting room.

Marquis Yichun did not speak again and lowered the carriage curtain.

The group of people and their carriages slowly made their way to the imperial city. They were dressed in embroidered robes and bore the insignia of the Marquis of Yichun. The patrolling soldiers avoided them from a distance. Soon they arrived at the imperial city. After their identities were verified and announced, the palace eunuchs hurriedly came to greet them.

Wei Jiao reached out to help Marquis Yichun, who did not refuse, and the two went inside hand in hand.

The attendants of the Marquis of Yichun were led away by eunuchs to park their carriages and horses.

The women in embroidered robes stood waiting outside the palace gates. The carriages swayed, and people got off, disappearing silently into the night.

The women in embroidered robes beside the carriage actually saw it, but they looked at each other and none of them moved.

"Should we stop them?" one of the women in embroidered robes finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

The captain didn't explain either...

“I already told her,” another woman in embroidered robes said in a low voice, “I heard the captain tell her to get out of here quickly.”

Now that they've rolled away, there's no need to worry about them anymore; the women in embroidered robes breathed a sigh of relief.

……

.......
Mo Zheng stopped three streets away and looked back at the imperial city.

She heard the soft chirping of insects behind her and responded to the night, letting Uncle Hong and the others know that she was alright.

First, they were pursued by the secret guards of the Marquis of Yichun's mansion, and then they fell into the hands of the Embroidered Robe Guards. They must be holding their breath.

Now, if we use Marquis Yichun to lure Wei Jiao away, things will be easier for everyone.

Being Miss Yang is great in every way, except that Wei Jiao is watching her too closely, which is sometimes inconvenient. For example, she can't see Uncle Hong and the others, and she can't personally spy on some people's homes...

To lure Wei Jiao away, we can only use the powerful Marquis of Yichun.

Mo Zheng withdrew her gaze from the direction of the imperial city and turned to run into the night.

(End of this chapter)