Traveling through ancient times to survive

The two men relaxed in the city for two days, and then went to Wang Yuan's house at night, where they found some criminal evidence of Wang Yuan's corruption and self-seeking, as well as a list of officials who were connected with each other.

Two days later, a tall horse came straight from the city walls to the prefectural capital. When it arrived at the gate of Wang's mansion, the official who reported the news dismounted and fell to the ground with weak legs. His eyes were filled with fear and sweat was pouring out of his body. He kept shouting, "Help! Hurry and report to the Lord! Something terrible has happened!"

The gatekeeper was shocked and hurriedly helped the man into the house.

"Sir, there's an accident at the mine!" The official kneeling on the ground was shaking like a sieve.

Wang Yuan, who was sitting at the top and making tea in a relaxed manner, accidentally dropped the teacup. He immediately stood up and asked in disbelief.

"What? What happened?"

"Sir, all the people in the mine were killed! Young Master, Young Master is missing too." The official pressed his head against the ground and dared not move.

Wang Yuan flew into a rage and shouted, "This is nonsense! Come! Drag this thief who is spreading rumors and misleading people out and beat him to death!"

The kneeling man was anxious, knocking his head loudly: "Please spare my life, sir. I dare not do that! Everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to check it out!"

The person who brought the news was dragged out, and shrill screams could be heard from far away. Wang Yuan slumped in the recliner with a dazed expression.

"It's over, it's all over!"

No matter how unbelievable it was, Wang Yuan knew that the visitor would not dare to make up a lie to him. At this moment, his mind was blank, and he only thought that if the illegal mining of iron ore was exposed, his nine clans would be wiped out. In this critical moment, the disappearance of the eldest son was nothing, because the whole family would go down to accompany him soon.

Sitting in the chair and thinking about it for a while, Wang Yuan's desperate eyes rekindled hope.

"No, I can't give up. There is still a glimmer of hope. I can't wait any longer. I can only inform His Highness to take the initiative. Everything will be fine. I can even get the credit for following the dragon!"

Wang Yuan immediately wrote a secret letter, carefully sealed it, and asked someone to send it to Kyoto as quickly as possible.

After doing this, the sorrow of his son's disappearance surged in his heart, and Wang Yuan's eyes were ferocious: "Who messed up this? I must find the mastermind and tear him into pieces!"

Wang Yuan sent people to search the mine again. As expected, the searchers brought back a token and some leftover arrows.

Wang Yuan was furious: "What a great prince! I will never forgive you!"

Wang Yuan was too lazy to continue investigating whether someone was framing him. Someone had to be held accountable for this matter, and the eldest prince who had always been making things difficult for His Highness was undoubtedly a very suitable mastermind.

Another secret letter flew to Kyoto. That night, Zhao Qing sneaked into the mansion and directly dealt with Wang Yuan. He also fantasized that the prefect who would hold great power in the future would die in his sleep.

Early the next morning, the two of them left the city with a calm look on their faces and headed straight for Kyoto.

At the Wang family mansion, the maid who still didn't see the master getting up boldly called out, "Master, it's time to get up."

Wang Yuan, lying on the bed, remained indifferent. The maid raised her voice and called him several times, but Wang Yuan still did not move.

The maid's expression was panic for a moment, but she cheered herself up and carefully put her trembling fingers under Wang Yuan's nose. The person with his eyes closed had already stopped breathing.

"Oh no! Something has happened to my master!" The maid was terrified and crawled out of the room.

The prefect's mansion was in chaos. His wife had a cruel look in her eyes and her tone was as harsh as that of a demon crawling out of the underworld.

"Drag all these slaves away and beat them to death!"

After dealing with the servants who had failed to take good care of the prefect, the prefect's wife regained her weak self and sat at the head of the bed, crying.

"Master, how could you be so cruel to abandon me and go away like this! What are you going to do with me, Xun'er, and Qiang'er in the future?"

She didn't know yet that her only son had died. Now she was as lost as a dodder that had lost the tree it was clinging to. Thinking of her disappointing son, she felt even sadder.

The staff who learned the news hurried over. He bowed respectfully and said, "Madam, have you asked the doctor to come and see me? Has my lord been ambushed? If so, we will find out the truth and avenge my lord."

The prefect's wife paused with red eyes: "Didn't the master have an accident? Someone, call the doctor!"

The staff turned around and ordered: "Close the city gate first!"

At this time, the culprit had already left the city, so they were destined to gain nothing.

The two men traveled day and night and arrived at Kyoto. The tall city walls protected the capital. The soldiers guarding the city gates looked at the people entering the city with sharp eyes. The two men took out the forged pass and entered the city smoothly.

Once you enter the city, you can see luxurious carriages driving on the clean and wide roads everywhere, young men in elegant clothes riding past on horses, and magnificently decorated shops line the roadside.

The two men had no intention of appreciating it. They found the eldest prince's mansion, and Zhao Qing took out the evidence collected from the mine and the prefect's house and placed it on the host's desk without anyone noticing.

The handsome eldest prince saw the extra things as soon as he entered the study. His expression changed: "An San!"

The ordinary-looking secret guard appeared silently and replied with his head down: "Your Highness, I am here."

"Has anyone entered the study?"

"No, my lord."

The eldest prince sneered and pointed: "Waste! What is that?"

The secret guard looked in the direction of the finger and saw a strange thing on the table in the study. He was shocked and knelt down to admit his mistake: "Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

"Go and see what it is, then go down and receive your punishment."

"Yes!"

The secret guard walked to the desk and carefully picked up the book-like thing on the table to check. There was no hidden poison. He turned the page and took a look. His face changed drastically and his hand closed the book faster than his brain.

The eldest prince standing at the door was about to rush out when he saw this, but the next second the secret guard's words stopped him from escaping.

"Your Highness, this is a book of evidence! It records the crime of the Yingzhou prefect who privately mined iron ore to forge weapons!"

"What!" The eldest prince was shocked. He walked to the desk in two steps and couldn't wait to open the account book.

He flipped through the pages, put the account book down, and picked up the evidence he had taken out from the prefect's mansion. The smile on his face grew bigger as he flipped through the pages.

"Hahaha! God help me! Lao Liu! Even if the gods come, they can't save you this time!"

The eldest prince laughed loudly and carefully gathered all the evidence into his arms.

"Follow me into the palace to meet my father!"

The secret guard whispered, "Your Majesty, the evidence is strange, is it inappropriate?"

"No matter who wants to use me to deal with Lao Liu, I don't mind. After all, they share the same goal as me. This evidence is genuine. The opportunity to bring down Lao Liu is right in front of us. This opportunity cannot be missed and will never come again. I can't wait any longer."