After the two returned to the capital, Guiying, who escorted the prisoner, and Jun Changxiao, who stayed to arrange for the victims, also returned to the capital one after another.

The emperor immediately called him into the palace.

The emperor originally thought that it was just a simple act of banditry, provoking the authority of the court, but he did not expect that it was also involved in human trafficking, and was sold to the bandits in northern Xinjiang. He was extremely angry.

"Jun Changque, look at the good things you have done, let the tiger return to the mountain, is it possible that you want to keep them to cause greater trouble?"

Questioning him by his first and last name was enough to show his displeasure with Jun Changque.

"I thought that if you could handle this matter well, I would give you a reward. I didn't expect you to be so incompetent. In this case, you don't have to worry about the rest of the matter. I'll leave it to the regent."

"Father," Jun Changxiao said quickly, "I am also willing to follow the regent to handle this matter."

The emperor's face softened slightly: "You did a good job this time. Catching the gangsters is indeed important, but those who can arrange the lives are the most worthy of praise."

The common people are the foundation of the country.

Only by caring for the people and caring about their concerns can we gain the support of the people and make the country stable.

Xiao'er's trip was not in vain. Learning government affairs was important, but what he wanted to tell him was to care for the people.

This is the way to be a king that must be seen by the courtiers and the people no matter what.

It seems that needless to say, he also understands.

"My son understands, thank you father for your teaching."

Mo Yanzhuo looked at them as a kind father and a filial son, with cold eyes.

Although he is obviously suspicious and fearful in his heart, he is actually the best at pretending to be a wise king and maintaining the majesty of his emperor.

He always believed that he loved the people and did not care at all about the "untouchables" he occasionally blurted out.

He also thinks that he knows people well and does not question anyone easily, such as himself, and is secretly preparing to kill him.

He is also a loving father to Jun Changxiao and other princes and princesses.

But to Jun Changque, he was neither a pretending wise king nor a loving father.

His partiality is unreasonable, as if his heart and eyes are blinded.

I can't see Jun Changque being any better at all.

Here in Jun Changque, his true heart is completely exposed.

He looked at Jun Changque, who remained silent. His deep and indifferent eyes drifted far away, seeming to fall on the ceiling of the hall.

That happened to be the place where the spice beast cauldron was placed. The soft smoke slowly rose up, making his eyes misty.

Looking from his direction, His Royal Highness's cold face was slightly raised, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his thin lips were pursed slightly.

It's a beautiful scenery.

Feeling his gaze, Jun Changque turned his head and looked over, thinking that he was worried about him, so he raised the corners of his lips reassuringly.

Mo Yanzhuo's eyes softened and he turned around to interrupt the warmth between the emperor and Jun Changxiao: "The gangsters are rampant, killing the people and killing thousands of people. Death is not a pity."

"But it is an unforgivable crime for people in the imperial court to collude with gangsters. Not to mention that the people behind it are trying to assassinate the prince and the prince. I also ask the emperor to order Dali Temple to cooperate in the investigation. We must find out the people behind it."

"What?" The emperor was a little surprised, "Are you being hunted down?"

He later realized that this matter was not simple. How could he suppress the people who knew their identities and dared to destroy the corpses and eliminate the traces without the identity of the regent?

He glanced at Jun Changque, who had been silent, and felt a rare hint of guilt.

The third son had no foundation. Even if he became the chief general in suppressing bandits, he appointed a regent to follow him, so there was not much room for him to perform.

What's the use of blaming him?

"You are not injured, are you?" the emperor asked, looking at Jun Changque.

"It's okay to be a minor minister."

"Nothing." Jun Changque's calm voice did not waver due to his concern.

The emperor suddenly felt that after neglecting the third emperor's son for so many years, he was no longer close to him at all, and the tenderness between father and son was not reflected in either of them.

Feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, he looked at Jun Changxiao, who was always looking at him with admiration, and slowly got rid of the strange emotions.

The son born to Queen Yue is more filial and sensible, unlike Concubine Shu's child, who is selfish and cold-blooded.

The emperor said coldly: "I have ordered Dali Temple to cooperate fully. Even if the regent goes to investigate, no matter who is behind it, he will have to pay the price."

"Wei Chen accepts the order."

After leaving the palace, Mo Yanzhuo forcefully called Jun Changque to his carriage, and prepared tea and snacks for him just like he did a few days ago.

"Your Highness, can you give me the roster? I will find out everything you want to know for Your Highness."

The dignified regent takes care of everything he does with dignity and dignity, naturally.

He respects himself.

Jun Changque nodded: "When I get back, I will have someone deliver it."

"His Highness, you really didn't bring it with you?" Mo Yanzhuo found it a little funny. He was just being sentimental.

He thought that in order not to injure others, he would attract their attention and protect their safety.

Even if it is to lure out the person behind it, taking the roster with you is the best choice.

"No, the roster is very important. I have already sent him back to Beijing."

The people behind them dared to pursue the two of them openly and risklessly, which further illustrates the importance of that roster.

Maybe not a clue, but evidence.

Mo Yanzhuo sent him to the door, took the roster that Gui Ying sent and left.

Gui Ying followed him and reported the matter: "Miss Qiao has settled down. My subordinates found a yard for her to live in, and asked her two brothers to protect her secretly."

His Highness had someone tell him long ago that Dong Chao was in the military camp and he could just let him spy on him secretly.

Later, in order to save people, Dong Chao left Qiao Rongrong. They took Qiao Rongrong away and allowed Dong Chao to lead others away.

"Well, the person who monitored Dong Chao didn't leave, right?"

Gui Ying said: "Your Highness, don't worry."

The secret guards behind him are all his shadow, especially Gui Ying.

"Tell Jiang Yihan what we know and ask him to cooperate with the regent to get what he wants."

Gui Ying received the order and hesitated to leave.

Jun Changque asked quietly: "What? Is there anything else?"

Gui Ying made up his mind in his heart and asked directly: "What about Your Highness? His Highness is clearly leading these things behind the scenes. Now all the credit goes to the eldest prince and the regent. His Highness still gets nothing, just like the military achievements in the past three years. Same."

Although Yang Yuchen is worthy, the master is making wedding clothes for others.

Things that were gained through painstaking efforts and injuries were easily erased.

In Gui Ying's heart, his master is the most important, and he will not give up for his master.

Jun Changque knew his loyalty and asked in a gentle tone: "What do you think is this a good job? With the important officials of the court involved, how can the resistance and danger to those investigating the case be ordinary?"

"If you don't make the journey back to the palace, the regent will be assassinated."

"Let's shake hands cleanly, shall we?"

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