Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

Liu Baoquan knelt on the ground, his body trembling violently and his voice trembling, "If you want to reply to your lord...it's official..."

"Liu Baoquan!" Wang Yong's body collapsed and he could barely stand on the stone table on one side. He looked at Liu Baoquan with threatening eyes.

"Just say it." Jing Zhaoyin stared at him, but he said to someone, "If what you say is true, I will protect you."

Liu Bao's face was haggard, and his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes. He was heartbroken and raised his voice, "The person who colluded with Wang Yong to sell salt is the Minister of Household Affairs of the current Dynasty, Yuchi!"

"Nonsense!" Wang Yong turned pale and shouted loudly, "He has lost his mind and gone crazy. I will never..."

"Shut up." Jing Zhaoyin interrupted him, his eyes fell on Liu Bao, he narrowed his eyes and whispered, "You said that Vice Minister Yuchi colluded with Wang Yong, do you have any evidence?"

"Sir, of course there is evidence!" Liu Baoquan nodded quickly, "The villain is in charge of Wang Yong's accounts. He has both black and white accounts. If there are any discrepancies in the open accounts, they are all in the secret accounts. ."

"This is the secret account. The villain dug it out from the place where he hid it!" Liu Baoquan took out two accounts from his arms and presented them with both hands. "It contains all Wang Yong's smuggling amounts. Please take a closer look! "

Seeing the two accounts, Wang Yong's body completely softened and he collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.

Jing Zhaoyin raised his hand to take it, turned to the homepage, his eyes fell on the receipt column, his pupils shook, "Wang Yong, you actually have many connections with Wang Yuandi from the previous war!"

Wang Yong sat on the ground, staring blankly at the ground.

The matter has come to this, and he can no longer quibble.

Jing Zhaoyin suppressed his anger, closed the account book, and said in a low voice, "This case is related to the rebel Yuan Di. It is no longer something I and Xie Li can handle. Wang Yong, you and Yu Chiwei have great ambitions. Just wait for the news in the palace." Summon it!”

Wang Yong was heartbroken. He looked straight at Liu Baoquan and whispered, "I think I treat you well, but you betrayed me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Baoquan, who was kneeling on the ground, glanced at Ms. Cui calmly, then knelt forward and cried out in tears, "Master Wang, trafficking in illicit salt is a serious crime that affects the nine tribes. There are villains above and below. , there are more than [-] people in the family... The younger one just wants to atone for his sins, and does not ask for forgiveness from above, he just wants to survive in this world with a humble life!"

Xie Li raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on Wang Yong's face, and he said warmly, "Since you choose to take risks, you should have thought about the day when things will be exposed."

"The fate of salt falls on you. If you don't commit suicide, the Wang family will surely survive for a hundred years."

Wang Yong closed his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Those of you who were born with a silver spoon in your mouth will never understand me in your lifetime!"

"Stop making excuses for your greed." Jing Zhaoyin snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "Xie Li, let's go."

"Yes." Xie Li glanced sideways at Lang Jianshi and whispered, "Would you please Lang Jianshi to prepare more manpower and keep an eye on the Wang family and Yuchi Mansion, waiting for the summons from above."

Lang Jianshi had a sullen face and lowered his voice, "Don't worry."

Xie Li nodded and walked towards the outside of the house. When he passed by Wang Yong, he stopped and said slowly, "My mother is the most gentle and virtuous person. If she is rude to you, you are not worthy of her."

"What kind of thing you are, my mother's face is like that." Play to death."

Wang Yong still lowered his head and remained silent.

The officers and soldiers dispersed, and Liu Baoquan also ran away. Except for a few servants, only Wang Yong and Cui were left in the huge house.

Ms. Cui held Brother Sheng in her arms and passed by him slowly. "Tracy, are you responsible for today's situation?"

Ms. Cui paused, without looking back, and said softly, "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

Wang Yong gave a bitter smile, his eyes seeming to be quenched with poison, "The reason for provoking me to divorce my wife is to remove myself from the nine clans of the Wang family, right?"

Ms. Cui chuckled, turned around slowly, her eyes fell on him fearlessly, her red lips parted lightly, "Yes."

"You are so honest." Wang Yong gritted his teeth, his teeth creaking, "Do you think you can kill me like this? Stop dreaming!"

"Even the nine implicated clans can't kill you?" Ms. Cui said with disdain on her face, "Just live, who can live better than you?"

Wang Yong's eyes were bloodshot and he said in a deep voice, "Even if I become a ghost after death, I will not let you mother and son go. You'd better burn incense day and night and pray that I won't come to ask for your life!"

"Ask for it." Cui curled her lips, looked indifferently, turned and left the Wang family without a trace of nostalgia.

When Jing Zhaoyin led Xie Li to Yuchi Mansion, the door was closed tightly. The officers and soldiers banged the door, but no one answered.

Jing Zhaoyin's eyebrows jumped, he looked at Xie Li beside him, and said loudly, "Break the door open!"

"Master Su, wait a minute." Xie Li raised his hand to stop him and slowly shook his head, "This matter involves rebels. Let's go to the palace to face the emperor first, and let the emperor decide on the future."

Jing Zhaoyin looked troubled and whispered, "Then here..."

Xie Li raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the bronze door not far away, and said solemnly, "Send someone to keep an eye on him here. If he escapes, the monk will not be able to escape from the temple. I don't believe he won't come back."

"That's fine." Jing Zhaoyin nodded, frowning, "It's just... where will he run to..."

Xie Li raised the corners of his lips with a gentle smile, "Of course he will go to a place he thinks is safe."
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Duanyang Princess Mansion

Yu Chiwei's face was gloomy, and he sat at the bottom with a big horse and a golden sword, his muscles tensed, "I also ask the princess to take action and save the minister once. I am a great kindness and will be repaid in the future."

Duanyang sat casually on the wooden chair, fidgeting with his belt with his fingertips, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "How do you want me to take action?"

Yu Chiwei's brows knitted together, but he didn't have the guts to show any displeasure, "The princess is smart, so she will naturally find a way."

Duanyang lowered his eyes, stared at his nails painted with red cinnamon, and said calmly, "I thought you were smart, but I didn't expect you to be so brainless, letting Fang Xu's son play around."

"Thankfully I had high hopes for you."

Yu Chiwei narrowed his eyes with a fierce expression, "The strange ministers don't know people well, and they didn't expect that Wang Yong had detailed accounts in his hands, so they caught the clue."

"It's not impossible if you want me to save you." Duanyang sat up straight, his eyes blazing, "But before I take action, I want to see your sincerity."

"What does the princess want?" Yuchi Wei raised his eyes, looked at her, and whispered, "If I can find the princess's house at this time, I have already figured out my trump card."

"It's useless to say more, you just need to tell me..." Duanyang played with his belt and said quietly, "After the death of the King of War, did you take away all his remaining power?"