Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

Song Wenjie paced anxiously back and forth in the main hall. Waking the prince in the middle of the night was no laughing matter.

Although he had a good relationship with the Third Prince, he couldn't guarantee that the prince wouldn't be angry if he was woken up in the middle of the night when he was sound asleep.

But he couldn't care less about that right now. He didn't know where his father was being held or what his current situation was.

Knowing this sooner will give us more time to come up with a solution.

"Wenjie, you've come at the perfect time! I was just about to send someone to find you!" Before he even arrived, his voice preceded him, accompanied by hurried footsteps. The Third Prince's voice rang out at the doorway.

"Third Prince, I heard that my father has been imprisoned. What exactly happened?" As soon as they met, Song Wenjie asked anxiously.

I've known Song Wenjie for years. In the first few years, he was a carefree and irresponsible person. Later, he learned martial arts and joined the army, and eventually became a general.

The carefree, naive young man of yesteryear has transformed into a stoic general, striking fear into the hearts of all. It is truly rare to see him lose his composure like this now.

The Third Prince frowned: "It seems that a plague has broken out in Suizhou City, killing many people and alarming the imperial court."

"Moreover, this matter has alarmed the Empress Dowager. It is said that the Empress Dowager inquired about this matter. I never expected that your father, who has been loyal for decades, would end up like this."

"Logically speaking, natural disasters and man-made calamities shouldn't warrant such a punishment, but I don't know why the Empress Dowager personally intervened this time. Moreover, without any explanation, she directly imprisoned your father, which has chilled the hearts of many court officials!"

The Third Prince felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. Perhaps the Empress Dowager was using this as an excuse to punish Prefect Song, but he could only be speculating at the moment.

"Does Your Highness know where my father is being held?" This was the question Song Wenjie most wanted to know.

"I heard that the Empress Dowager has been trying to punish your father for his poor handling of the matter and wants to throw him into a death row, but your father insists that this time it was not a natural disaster or man-made disaster."

"Moreover, the plague had been brought under control before, but then overnight, the whole city suddenly started vomiting and having diarrhea for no apparent reason, and the spread was very rapid."

So your father has always insisted on his own idea, saying that someone did it maliciously, with the aim of framing him.

"The case eventually alarmed the Dali Temple. Tu Guoqiang, the Dali Temple Minister, thought the case was suspicious and intervened. The Empress Dowager originally wanted to stop it."

"However, given the widespread discussion among the officials and under pressure, the case was ultimately transferred to the Dali Temple, which means your father should be imprisoned in the Dali Temple prison right now."

Hearing that his father had been handed over to the Dali Temple, Song Wenjie felt somewhat relieved.

Tu Guoqiang, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, was a veteran of three reigns and was appointed by the emperor himself. He was upright and incorruptible and had considerable influence in the court.

He treats all cases that fall under his purview, regardless of whether they involve powerful figures or royalty, with impartiality.

As long as Tu Guoqiang was around, he deterred many powerful officials in the court, and these people did not dare to be too presumptuous.

Before his death, the late emperor had instructed that Tu Guoqiang, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, should not be easily replaced unless he himself decided to retire to his hometown.

Therefore, when Tu Guoqiang proposed to intervene in the case, the Empress Dowager could not say much.

Now that he had relaxed, Song Wenjie realized how late it was and quickly bowed, saying, "Your Highness, I am truly sorry to have woken you up in the middle of the night."

The Third Prince waved his hand: "It's alright, it's alright~" He paused, then looked at Song Wenjie questioningly: "By the way, how did you do with the things I asked you to do?"

Song Wenjie nodded: "Your Highness, this matter is showing some promise."

The Third Prince immediately perked up: "Oh, tell me about it!"

Song Wenjie frowned: "However, Your Highness, this matter is of great importance. I do not know if this is true, and I am unsure whether I should speak of it."

"Say!"

Seeing Song Wenjie's solemn expression, the Third Prince Zhu Yuanzhang could not contain his excitement. He had a premonition that what Song Wenjie was talking about this time was definitely extraordinary.

As he expected, Song Wenjie's words confirmed his previous guess, and Zhu Yuanzhang was overjoyed.

That's great! All those years of enduring humiliation and hardship haven't been in vain.

Unexpectedly, this wicked woman dared to have an affair with a eunuch and give birth to an illegitimate child. Ironically, this illegitimate child actually became the emperor of the Han River Dynasty.

By the way, the late emperor was always in good health, but he suddenly fell ill for no apparent reason, and the illness struck like a landslide. He passed away in less than half a month.

Could it be that my father's death was also related to that despicable couple?

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened in fury: "Those two scoundrels, Wu Liana and Gao Lian'an, have done countless heinous things in secret. The late emperor's death may also be related to them."

Song Wenjie suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a sharp light: "Your Highness, do you see if there is any way for me to see my father? I need to verify some things."

From this incident involving his father, Song Wenjie came to the conclusion that the Empress Dowager wanted to kill his father, and there must be something fishy about it.

He boldly speculated that perhaps his father also knew something about the Empress Dowager, and that the Empress Dowager was desperate, otherwise she wouldn't have been in such a hurry to take action.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Song Wenjie were on the same page. Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze turned cold and his face darkened. "Could it be that Lord Song also knows some of these things, which is why the Empress Dowager is so eager to punish him?"

Song Wenjie said with a solemn expression, "I'll only know the answer to this when I see my father!"

Zhu Yuanzhang paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, then suddenly stopped and looked at Song Wenjie: "Here's what we'll do, you stay here tonight, and I'll arrange things tomorrow morning."

Zhu Yuanzhang came up with a good idea: he took the opportunity to let the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review know about the matter.

Given Tu Guoqiang's upright and incorruptible nature, he would certainly not tolerate the Empress Dowager's scandalous affairs if he found out. They would then devise a plan for the long term.

Early the next morning, at Chen Shi (7-9 AM)

Zhu Yuanzhang and Song Wenjie appeared at the entrance of the Dali Temple, followed by a dozen or so guards. Although they were dressed in plain clothes, these guards carried knives and exuded a murderous aura.

"Greetings, Third Prince!"

"Greetings, General!"

The guards at the gate immediately bowed respectfully upon seeing the Third Prince and Song Wenjie.

The General Dingchao had a sinister look on his face and exuded a chilling aura that made the two guards shudder.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared sharply at the guards: "I ask you, is Lord Song from Suizhou City being held here?"

The guards looked at each other, not daring to respond for a moment, because Lord Song's son was the Grand General of the Dynasty, and they had been instructed not to leak the news, for fear that the Grand General would cause trouble.

It really is true that what you fear most will come to pass.

"Your Highness, we are just servants, please don't make things difficult for us~" The guard trembled and didn't dare to breathe.

Song Wenjie gripped the hilt of his sword with his right hand, narrowed his eyes, and said with a sneer, "Your Highness, if I want to go in, nothing can stop me."

"General, don't be impulsive!" Liu Yu pressed down on Song Wenjie's hand to remind him.