Chapter 17 — Holy Order of Dowry

“Van Chi, keep your dowry, protect your old subordinates, protect yourself.” I pressed the suicide note to my chest. It's been three years. I finally heard my father personally protect me. At that moment, on the roof of the street, the sound of rustling tiles suddenly sounded. Han Than shouted loudly: "Protect the Great Miss!" A series of cold arrows shot through the wind. One of them was pointed straight at the suicide note I was holding in my hand. 16The arrow's tail grazed my fingertip and crashed into the hallway pillar behind me. Mother Qin jumped out to block him, and the evidence box almost fell to the ground. Han Than pulled out his knife and stood in front of me. The torches of the forbidden army simultaneously turned to shine on the roof. Black shadows jumped down from the rooftops, dividing their attacks from both East and West sides. Their goal is not to rob people. It's here to destroy evidence. The two black-shirted assassins rushed straight towards the ice box. Han Than swung a knife to cut off one guy's wrist bone, then used his shoulder blade to knock the other guy away. Even though he only had one arm, his movements were still as cruel as a mad wolf that had just returned from a battlefield of flesh and blood. Tieu Thua Canh also pulled out his sword. Sword light flashed under the eaves, knocking the second arrow flying towards us out. I didn't say thank you to him. I tightened my grip on the blood letter and military map and retreated behind the ban team. The commander of the forbidden army shouted the order: "Capture alive!" But those men in black seemed to have experienced the final decision. As soon as the two men were caught, they fell to the ground and immediately crushed the poison bag hidden in their mouths. I watched them twitch a few times and then freeze, feeling a chill welling up in my stomach. The great eunuch also hurriedly ran from the street. When he saw this scene, his face turned pale: "This is not a fight for the back yard anymore." "This is about to overthrow the whole sky." Tieu Thua Canh's face darkened. He bent down and pulled out half a piece of cloth from a man in black's lap. There were no words on the piece of cloth, just a half-open begonia flower embroidered. I don't recognize that symbol. But Han Than suddenly changed his expression: "The signal pattern of the Western military camp supervisor." Is it the Emperor's person? Not. If it were the Emperor's person, he wouldn't block the way to steal evidence. I looked towards Tieu Thua Canh. He was also staring closely at that piece of cloth, his eyebrows cold as frost. "The military director of the Western Region that year, had already told him to return home." Han Than gritted his teeth: "The person who accused me was only a person in name." "But the number of soldiers who kept the records that the military director brought back to the capital that year, have not yet been completely disbanded." I opened the list. Above are detailed records of the names of former subordinates. Someone has a round mark next to it. Some people have a note next to them saying they were promoted, demoted, or called home sick. There were also a few rows of names crossed out with red cinnabar. Han Than looked at those names, his eyes red. "These are all people who participated in the search for the path of food and grass in the past." "Later, if they were not transferred to the arduous border areas, they would still mysteriously disappear." I pointed to the last page: "Why are these people on a separate list?" Han Than looked down, his breath catching: "They are all holding positions in the capital." "There are two people now, working. in the Ministry of Defense.” Tieu Thua Canh raised his hand to look at the list. I closed the notebook and did not give it to him. His hand stopped mid-step, bitterness appeared in his eyes. "Now you won't even show me a piece of paper." I calmly replied: "The old seal of the royal palace killed my father, the royal palace's warehouse swallowed up my dowry, the royal palace's backyard.

Let me drink poison." "Your Majesty told me, what should I believe?" His face turned pale for a moment: "I will investigate clearly." I looked at him. "After the investigation is clear, what happens?" "If in the end it is found out that it was the Thai Phi's doing, will the prince personally condemn her?" He remained silent. The answer has already been exposed in the middle of this night wind. I won't ask any more. The troops are to thoroughly search the surrounding area slowly. Behind the wall, they found a carriage carrying kerosene, hemp ropes, and a few empty chests. They originally planned to burn the stone box to the ground and take away the incense stick. If we were half a stick of incense, the blood letter of the father would probably be left in the box, then I would personally lock the stone box. "Bring it back to the palace." escort immediately." Han Than knelt down in front of me again: "Eldest lady, I would like to personally protect the evidence." "The Tham family's relics, even if I have to exchange them for this old bone, I will never let them fall into the hands of others again." I helped him stand up. "Uncle Han, you have protected me for too long." "From now on, it's time for me to protect everyone." His eyes burned, he bowed his head without saying a word. Bai Bai The corner of the main hall was burned by black smoke.