For Xiao Hen, today was a day of great joy as he received a promotion, and for Yuan Tang who had finally escaped the Capital City, it was equally a day of celebration.
The Lord Marquis of Gu in the Capital City was not so lucky; he had an ominous chill in the middle of the night, sensing that something big was about to happen. Sure enough, he was arrested first thing in the morning before he even had a chance to wake up fully.
He was completely bewildered.
What’s going on? Why was he arrested for no reason at all?
His father was arrested at the border defenses, and he was arrested in the Capital City—what kind of mess was this?
"Lord Marquis."
The one who arrested him was none other than Xiao Hen’s new immediate superior, the Minister of Punishment.
The Minister of Punishment said with a stern face, "You are suspected of the crime of deceiving the emperor, and I need you to take a trip to the Ministry of Justice."
The Lord Marquis was dazed: "Hold on, explain yourself! Who deceived the emperor?"
The Minister of Punishment had anticipated his response and brought forward the guards who had been on duty at the north city gate the previous night, asking the leader, "What happened while you were on duty last night? Tell me everything."
The head guard replied, "Last night, the Lord Marquis used a fake imperial decree to leave the Capital City through a secret passage at the north city gate."
The Lord Marquis said angrily, "I stayed in my residence all night long. When did I leave the city? And when did I use a fake imperial decree?"
The Minister of Punishment looked at the guard: "Are you sure you weren’t mistaken? It was the Lord Marquis?"
The guard said with conviction, "That person had the token of Marquis Anning, and his voice was exactly the same as the Lord Marquis’ is right now!"
A cold light flashed in the Lord Marquis’ eyes: "Do not slander me with such unfounded accusations!"
"What about his appearance?" asked the Minister of Punishment.
Intimidated by the Lord Marquis’ aura, the guard glanced at the Minister of Punishment before saying, "He wore a bamboo hat, and I didn’t see clearly."
The Lord Marquis was furious: "Go and search my residence! I never left the Marquis Residence the whole time! It must be someone impersonating me! That token is also fake! My token is clearly—"
As he spoke, the Lord Marquis reached into his wide sleeve for the token, to his surprise, he found nothing.
Eh?
Where was his token?!!!
"Lord! Lord! It’s not good! The Second Young Master has disappeared!"
It was Huang Zhong’s voice.
Gu Chengfeng was missing.
The Lord Marquis’ token had also vanished without a trace.
If the Lord Marquis couldn’t guess what had happened now, it would be unreasonable.
"Lord! Your horse is gone too!"
The Lord Marquis’ fists creaked as he clenched them.
The unfilial son!
This unfilial son! How had he never realized his second son was so audacious?
Without making a sound, he had stolen his horse and token and escaped the city with a fake imperial decree!
Why had he left the city?
To heaven perhaps!
After careful questioning by the Minister of Punishment, it was confirmed that the "Lord Marquis" from last night matched Gu Chengfeng in both height and build, and the horse’s characteristics matched those of the Lord Marquis’ horse as well.
It was indeed confirmed to be Gu Chengfeng.
Although it was not the Lord Marquis who deceived the emperor, with his son committing the crime, the father was not exactly blameless either.
The Minister of Justice reported the investigation results to the Emperor.
Just as Gu Chengfeng had expected, his father was harshly punished by the Emperor with one hundred heavy strikes; a son pays for his father’s debts, and a father pays for his son’s. The Emperor showed no mercy, and the Lord Marquis, caught in an injustice, screamed miserably from the beatings, a sight too pitiful to witness.
Huang Zhong had already become composed, not knowing from when but their Lord seemed destined to be on a one-way journey to get beaten.
He once again skilfully hoisted the man onto the carriage.
...
The border being thousands of miles away, Gu Jiao and Gu Chengfeng almost never stopped moving, changing to a high-quality horse at each post station in order to reach the border defenses as quickly as possible.
Even at night, they continued their journey, and despite the impacts of weather and road conditions, it still took them nearly twenty days to reach the border defenses.
At the end of October, the border defenses were swept by howling cold winds and frozen solid for miles.
Beiyang City, Lingguan City, and Ye City had all fallen. Gu Jiao and Gu Chengfeng were currently in Yuegu City, which, if nothing went wrong, would be the next target of the Chen Kingdom’s army and the remnants of the former dynasty.
Perhaps due to the anticipation of war, Yuegu City was alarmed and restless, with very few civilians on the avenues and many shops closed.
Wrapped in thick fox fur, Gu Jiao and Gu Chengfeng led their steeds down the somewhat desolate avenues, and they had long noticed that the further north they went, the more desolate the cities were, with many civilians abandoning their homes, fleeing southward alone or with their families.
"Ah!"
A little girl around seven or eight years old was rushing forward with her family but accidentally tripped and fell right at Gu Jiao’s feet.
Gu Jiao reached out and helped the little girl to her feet.
The girl’s family didn’t even have time to thank her before they hurried off with panic-stricken faces.
They were worried that if they delayed any longer, the city gates would close, and they would not be able to leave that night.
Yuegu City was on the brink of battle. Though they did not know which day it would begin, leaving early was certainly the right decision.
"Hey! You dropped something!" Gu Chengfeng picked up an old pellet drum from the ground.
Gu Jiao had no intention of sleeping in the street. She stopped walking and stood on the icy, snowy avenue. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
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