Tibet.

Chapter 192 Important Chess Pieces
At night, Yang Li returned to Jiashanfang from Mrs. Guoguo's mansion. As soon as he entered his mansion, he ordered his servants: "Hurry up and invite Mr. Wang!"

Mr. Wang is Yang Tong’s chief staff officer, Wang Jian, from Chang’an, about [-] years old, and a graduate of the Imperial Academy. He has been with Yang Tong for nearly ten years, and he is deeply trusted by Yang Tong. He was the one who helped to deal with it, including the Sun Jiliang case, and it was Wang Jian who made suggestions and handled it all by himself.

Although there were flaws in the case, Yang Tong couldn't blame him. Wang Jian had reminded Yang Tong before, but Yang Tong was eager to make contributions, and the conditions were not mature enough.

Wang Jian also lived in Jiashanfang. Not long after, Wang Jian hurried to Yang Zhen's study, and seeing Yang Zhen worried, he asked, "Master, what happened?"

Yang Lie sighed and said, "Madam told me just now that something happened to Yu Wenjing, and his grandson committed serious crimes and was impeached by Yushitai."

Wang Jian immediately said: "Master, this is Li Linfu attacking!"

"Exactly, Madam also said so, is Yu Wenjing going to die?"

Wang Jian thought for a while and said: "Not necessarily, if Yu Wenjing handles it well, there is still room for salvation!"

Yang Li lifted his spirits and quickly asked, "How to deal with it?"

"My lord, if there is only his grandson's problem, then Yu Wenjing must immediately write to the emperor tomorrow morning, declaring that he will sever the relationship between his grandparents and grandchildren, and ask the court to severely punish his grandson, so that he can gain a reputation for killing relatives righteously, and then ask the imperial concubine to say Intercede, this matter will be exposed, and it will not affect Yu Wenjing's appointment as Prime Minister!"

Yang Teng nodded, his words made sense, and he asked, "Should I notify Yu Wenjing tonight?"

"Yes! Things can't be delayed. Yu Wenjing must study tomorrow morning, otherwise it will be too late."

"I understand. I will write to Yu Wenjing immediately to remind him to start preparations at night."

Although the gate of the square has been closed, for these dignitaries who have a pass card, it is meaningless whether the gate of the square is closed or not.

Wang Jian's house is also in Jiashan Fang, and it is a one-acre small house that Yang Yu rewarded him. Wang Jian's family has a wife, a son and a daughter, and his old mother lives with him, as well as a few servant girls. Ten strings of money is considered middle class in Chang'an.

When Wang Jian returned home, his wife came up to meet him and asked, "Did Yue'er go out with Mr. Lang?"

Wang Jian was taken aback, "I'm going to the Yang Mansion, what are you doing with Yueer?"

The wife suddenly panicked, "I couldn't find Yue'er anyway, I thought he went out with you."

Wang Jian's son is called Wang Yue, who is only five years old, lively and lovely, and is Wang Jian's heart.

Hearing that his son was missing, Wang Jian was also anxious, and quickly asked, "Have you looked in the firewood room? He fell asleep there last time."

"I've found them all. I've searched many times, but I can't find them."

"How long has it been?"

"Lang Jun disappeared as soon as he went out."

Wang Jian was flustered for a while, he went to Yang Mansion and came back by himself, it has been more than half an hour, something must have happened to his son.

At this time, Wang Jian suddenly remembered something. Hei Mao's wife, child, and father were killed, and he escaped. Could it be...
Wang Jian's legs went limp, and he almost collapsed on the ground. He said in a trembling voice, "Keep looking, I'll ask Yang Shijun for help!"

He turned around and went out, running towards the Yang Mansion with one deep kick and one shallow kick.

After running less than [-] steps, a carriage stopped in front of him, the door opened, and a young man said coldly to him: "If you want your son's life, get in the carriage!"

Wang Jian was like a drowning man who suddenly grabbed a piece of wood. Although the young man's eyes were as sharp as knives, which made people tremble, Wang Jian climbed into the car desperately. At this time, his life was not important, but the life of his son. It's heaven.

The door slammed shut, and the carriage drove slowly in the workshop.

"Where is my son?" Wang Jian asked crying.

The young man was naturally Li Ye. In Li Linfu's blocking plan, Wang Jian was an extremely important pawn, so Li Linfu asked his grandson to control him by all means.

To control Wang Jian, the best way is his son. Since ancient times, hostages have been the most effective means.

Li Ye said lightly: "He is in the hands of the black spear!"

Wang Jian screamed and collapsed on the carriage. The thing he feared most finally happened.

Kneeling on the floor, Wang Jian clasped his hands with tears in his face and begged, "It's okay for you to kill me, but the child is only five years old, please let him go!"

Li Ye calmly said to him: "Although I kill people like hemp, I never kill women or children. Even if Hei Mao would like to tear your son into pieces, he would not dare to touch a single piece of your son without my order." Hair."

Li Ye paused for a moment and smiled again: "So you should ask who I am first?"

"You are you or Li Ye?"

"Smart, as expected of Yang Li's chief staff officer. I like dealing with smart people, and the emperor likes it too. If I'm not wrong, you must have been secretly bought by the emperor!"

Wang Jian felt that Li Ye had no murderous intent, which made him see a glimmer of hope, calmed down a little, nodded and said: "I have seen Yuan Siyi!"

"The emperor asked you to deliberately leave two loopholes in the Sun Jiliang case?"

"Exactly!"

Grandfather really saw it through. Li Ye lamented the wisdom of the veterans, and he said: "My grandfather wants to make a deal with you. It will not do you any harm, and will not let you betray Yang Zhen. If you agree, not only will my son immediately When you come back, you can still get a subsidy of ten guanqian per month."

"I promise!" Wang Jian said without hesitation.

Li Ye laughed, "Why are you so happy?"

"Yuan Siyi also said the same thing, in fact, I have no choice!"

Wang Jian said with a sad face: "A small person like me, if I want to save the lives of my wife and children, besides agreeing, do I have any other choice?"

Li Ye nodded, he could understand Wang Jian's inner pain, why wasn't he like this back then?
Li Ye opened the car door, rang the bell, and the sound of horseshoes came from behind. Hei Spear rode close to the car door. He stared at Wang Jian with hatred, and handed the child in his hand to Li Ye.

"Daddy!" The little boy caught sight of his father and rushed over.

Wang Jian hugged his son tightly and refused to let go.

Li Ye winked at Hei Mao, Hei Mao disappeared, and Li Ye closed the car door again.

"Mr. Li, thank you!" Wang Jian thanked with tears all over his face.

Li Ye smiled and said, "You should hate me!"

Wang Jian shook his head, "If you hadn't controlled Black Spear, my son would have died long ago."

Wang Jian is a smart man, and Hei Mao's deep-rooted hatred when he saw him just now made him tremble with fear.

Li Ye said coldly: "Although I am not a villain like the Yang family, and I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but if I become ruthless, I must be a hundred times more cruel than the Yang family, so you'd better keep your promise. You betrayed, I will not kill your wife and children, but I will hand over your wife and children to Heiqiang and let him deal with it!"

Wang Jian shuddered, and hurriedly said, "I promise not!"

"All right!"

Li Ye stared at him and said, "The first thing you do tomorrow is to try your best to persuade Yang Zhen to recommend Zhang Jun to be a prime minister."

Wang Jian immediately understood that Zhang Jun must also be secretly controlled by Li Linfu.

At this time, the carriage stopped and returned to the door of Wang Jian's house. Li Ye opened the door and let Wang Jian get out of the car with his son in his arms. The matter is that Er Yang is fighting for power, do you understand?"

"I totally understand!"

Wang Jian didn't dare to refuse, so he had no choice but to take the silver bag and nod repeatedly, but he sighed in his heart, "Jiang is still old and hot to get out of the wonderful move of Er Yang's struggle for power!" '

(End of this chapter)