The ancestor is here, she is here with space

Suddenly, Zhao Tianqian broke the silence. He smiled and said, "Sir Wei, since we didn't find anything in your mansion, why don't we search the next place?"

"So, Lord Zhao, where do you think we should search next?" Wei Zhiyuan sneered in his heart. He didn't want to do anything that would offend people.

"That's not as good as..."

Before Zhao Tianqian finished speaking, Wei Zhiyuan continued, "Why don't we go to Mr. Zhao's mansion?"

Wei Zhiyuan's voice was calm and firm, as if he was saying something that was the most natural thing.

Zhao Tianqian was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Wei Zhiyuan to make such a suggestion.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Lord Wei, what do you mean? Do you doubt me?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction and provocation in Zhao Tianqian's tone.

Wei Zhiyuan smiled faintly and shook his head. "Master Zhao, you misunderstood. I just think that if we have to search, we should be fair and just, and your mansion is no exception."

Although Zhao Tianqian was dissatisfied, he also understood that Wei Zhiyuan's words were not unreasonable.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded, "In that case, let's follow Lord Wei's wishes."

The search team led by Wei Zhiyuan and Zhao Tianqian marched through the gate of Zhao Tianqian's mansion in a mighty manner.

Although Zhao Tianqian was dissatisfied in his heart, he remained calm on the surface, while Wei Zhiyuan had a fair and selfless expression on his face.

When they stepped into Zhao Tianqian's mansion, Wei Zhiyuan had heard that the garden in Zhao Tianqian's mansion was nice, and his steps involuntarily moved towards there.

I thought I would see a prosperous scene, but unexpectedly the garden was empty, with only sparse soil and silent air.

This made Wei Zhiyuan feel a little surprised. After all, he had heard that although Zhao Tianqian's garden could not be compared with the royal imperial garden, it also had its own charm.

But now, the scene before his eyes was completely different from what he had heard.

Just as Wei Zhiyuan was about to leave the garden, his eyes suddenly fixed on an inconspicuous corner.

When he got closer and took a look, he couldn't help but gasp - they turned out to be a few peonies, and judging by their variety and growth, they had obviously been carefully cultivated.

"Lord Zhao!" Wei Zhiyuan shouted loudly, his voice full of disbelief and anger.

Zhao Tianqian rushed over after hearing this. When he saw what was happening, he was also shocked: "What...what's going on?"

Wei Zhiyuan interrupted him, his eyes sharp as a knife: "Master Zhao, I want to ask how these peonies came to be in your house?"

Wei Zhiyuan's words struck Zhao Tianqian like lightning, and his face turned pale as snow. He stared at the blooming peonies with wide eyes, as if he saw the shadow of his own fate.

He stammered, "This...this...I...I really don't know..." His voice was full of panic and helplessness.

Wei Zhiyuan sneered, his eyes sharp as a knife: "Lord Zhao, do you know the origin of this peony? They are treasures in the royal garden, and they can never be seen anywhere else except the palace. How do you explain the appearance of this peony in your house?"

Zhao Tianqian's forehead was covered with sweat. He lowered his head, not daring to look Wei Zhiyuan in the eye, and his voice trembled: "I...I...I really don't know!"

"I don't know?" Wei Zhiyuan snorted coldly, "Master Zhao, you are a smart man, you should understand that if you don't give a reasonable explanation, I will not show mercy today!"

At this moment, a soldier ran over in a hurry: "Master Wei, a storehouse in Master Zhao's house is locked and we can't get in. The servant in the house said that only Master Zhao has the key."

Wei Zhiyuan frowned and turned to look at Zhao Tianqian: "Master Zhao, what is hidden in the warehouse?"

Zhao Tianqian shook his head and denied it: "Nothing, the warehouse is empty."

"Empty?" Wei Zhiyuan obviously didn't believe it. "If it's empty, why lock it? Lord Zhao, you'd better tell the truth. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless today!"

Zhao Tianqian took a deep breath and said with a stiff face, "It's really nothing. If you don't believe me, I'll open the warehouse myself and let you see."

Wei Zhiyuan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Okay!"

When Wei Zhiyuan followed Zhao Tianqian to the warehouse, he called two soldiers to guard the peonies.

Arriving at the warehouse, Zhao Tianqian took out the key from his body, and the door of the warehouse creaked open. It was dark inside and nothing could be seen.

Wei Zhiyuan ordered the soldiers to light torches, and the flickering flames illuminated the surroundings.

There was only a chair in the corner of the empty warehouse.

Chair?

Wei Zhiyuan hurried forward and took a look. The dragon throne stood quietly in the corner, exuding a majestic and solemn atmosphere.

"This..." Wei Zhiyuan looked at the dragon throne in front of him in shock. He turned to look at Zhao Tianqian, with a questioning light in his eyes: "Zhao Tianqian, what's going on? Why did this dragon throne appear in your warehouse?"

Zhao Tianqian's face changed. His warehouse had clearly been emptied, so how come the dragon throne appeared here?

His face turned extremely pale in an instant, and he vaguely realized something in his heart. This time, he was afraid that he was going to be in trouble!

He quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "I really don't know how this dragon throne appeared in my warehouse."

Wei Zhiyuan looked at Zhao Tianqian who was kneeling and begging for mercy, and snorted coldly: "Zhao Tianqian, you should save your words for His Majesty."

He turned to the soldier standing next to him and ordered: "Bring me a rope."

"Wait...wait, what are you going to do!" When Zhao Tianqian heard that Wei Zhiyuan was going to tie him up, he panicked. He quickly crawled in front of Wei Zhiyuan and begged, "Sir Wei...I really didn't steal the throne. You have to believe me!"

"Believe you?" Wei Zhiyuan looked at Zhao Tianqian who was kneeling and begging for mercy, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "How could I believe you? Zhao Tianqian, let me tell you, don't say I don't believe you. Even if you come to His Majesty, do you think His Majesty will believe you?"

After saying that, Wei Zhiyuan ordered the soldiers to step forward and capture Zhao Tianqian.

"Ah... let me go, let me go quickly!" Zhao Tianqian screamed and struggled desperately with his hands, trying to break free.

However, it was no use, as he was quickly subdued and tied up by the soldiers.

At this time, Zhao Heshi and Wan Niang also came over. Seeing the scene, Zhao Heshi was so scared that she fainted on the ground.

"Husband..." Wan Niang quickly helped Zhao Heshi up from the ground, "Madam, wake up, Madam..."