During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

"It doesn't matter if you don't have money, as long as the Queen has money!"

Luo Huanhuan pointed out something, with an expression on her face as if she was watching a show.

Lan Xin looked over with bad intentions.

Jiang Miao smiled and said: "Don't worry, we have prepared everything for you, and I guarantee that you will marry Ouyang Zhen in a glorious manner. Speaking of which, does Ouyang Zhen have a fixed residence in the capital?"

Lan Xin was stunned. She had never cared about this issue before.

Ouyang Zhen doesn't seem to be very wealthy, and his clothes are often patched, but he shows no mercy when encountering precious medicinal materials.

So it’s really unknown whether he has any money.

Jiang Miao felt that Ouyang Zhen was quite poor. When he first arrived in the capital, he lived with Jiang's family until he married Ouyang Zhen. He didn't move out until he married Ouyang Zhen. Maybe he still has no fixed place to live.

Thinking about Ouyang Zhen's help to them along the way, how could Jiang Miao watch helplessly as her benefactor had no place to live.

"Luo Tingye should have quite a few houses. Just ask him to give you one later."

In fact, Luo Tingye originally planned to give Ouyang Zhen a title, but Ouyang Zhen said he didn't want it, for fear of being trapped in the capital and unable to get out for the rest of his life.

In addition to money and medicinal materials, the rewards are not even required, even calligraphy and paintings.

Things were different now. He was about to get married. It was enough for him to be homeless. How could he let Lan Xin suffer along with him?

Luo Tingye originally wanted to come to Jiaofang Palace to find Ah Miao, but when he learned that Luo Huanhuan was there, he suddenly didn't want to disturb their relationship.

After hesitating, King Yuzhang asked to see him.

Luo Tingye frowned slightly as usual, "Let him come in."

King Yuzhang walked in, waving a folding fan, still looking like a handsome young man, but the difference was that the handsome young man's face was a bit sinister.

With his arrival, the atmosphere in the imperial study became a little more depressing.

"See Your Majesty."

"Excuse me, King Yuzhang is not staying in his mansion, why did he enter the palace?"

"I came to the palace this time for one person."

"Oh? Who?"

"Nangong Chun."

The summer is hot and the sun is shining brightly.

While the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty were discussing how to escape the summer heat, considerable disagreements arose within the Ministry of Supervision. Sun Ming and Yuan Li were targeted to varying degrees.

Yuan Li even encountered a large-scale assassination on his way home.

Sun Ming's tea was poisoned. It was not fatal but would make people a cripple.

After Luo Tingye found out, he didn't care, let alone interfered.

Ever since King Yuzhang entered the palace that day, Luo Tingye's expression has been very serious. Feng Jizhong and others have been more careful in serving him. Even Jiang Miao subconsciously lowered his voice and stopped talking if he could.

One day, she couldn't help but asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Luo Tingye sighed, "Amiao, if someone threatens you and asks you to give up your position as queen, what will you do?"

"No."

"and then?"

Jiang Miao thought for a while, "What can you threaten me with? I act upright and sit upright, so what can others threaten me with?"

Luo Tingye said, "Have you never done anything wrong?"

Jiang Miao said guiltily: "I've done it, so what? Who hasn't done something wrong? Besides, it's you. If someone dares to threaten me, you will definitely not let him go."

Luo Tingye raised his lips and smiled, "But now someone is threatening me!"

"What are you threatening?"

"Do you still want Nangong Chun?"

"Remember, great hero, who doesn't know him?"

"When I was in Hewan Village, I wrote him a letter, and now this letter fell into the hands of King Yuzhang."

Jiang Miao paused, "Isn't this simple? Just find a way to steal the letter back?"

"Prince Yuzhang's palace is heavily guarded. How can it be stolen so easily?"

"Did you forget the invisibility cloak?"

Luo Tingye: "..."

I really forgot!

Luo Tingye kissed Jiang Miao's face excitedly, once on the left, once on the right, once on the top, once on the bottom. Jiang Miao's face was drooled after the kiss.

"What are you doing?"

"My Amiao is really a little lucky star. What would I do without you!"

Seeing that he was about to come over, Jiang Miao was pushed away hastily, "Don't you have something to do? Go, go, go."

That night, a fire broke out in Yuzhang's palace, and the entire study was burned down. When the fire was extinguished, it was in ruins.

King Yuzhang looked at the burned study without any sadness. After the crowd dispersed, he came alone to the ancestral hall where the rankings were enshrined and took out a letter from under the incense burner.

There was a sneer on King Yuzhang's lips, and he turned around to leave, but found something shaking in front of his eyes, his neck trembled, and he lost consciousness.

At night, Luo Tingye sneaked into Xuanwenhou's mansion quietly. Jiang Qian was staring at him and was not surprised at all when he saw someone opening the door.

"His Majesty?"

Luo Tingye breathed heavily, poured a cup of tea and drank it.

When Jiang Qian saw that his face was exposed, but his body and limbs could not be seen, he was suddenly startled. He pretended to be calm and asked: "Your Majesty, have you found the thing?"

Luo Tingye took out a letter from his arms and opened it in front of Jiang Qian. The familiar font and envelope were exactly what he had written to Nangong Chun.

The communication between him and Nangong Chun mainly relied on Sun Ming. The only letter he wrote was to gain Nangong Chun's trust, but he didn't want to become a bargaining chip for others to threaten.

But now it's fine, the threat is no longer there.

Luo Tingye burned the letter, and then took out something from his arms, which he also found in the ancestral hall.

"Your Majesty, what is this?"

"This is a joint handwriting of conspiracy to rebel."

Jiang Qian discovered that the handwriting on it was Luo Tingye, and knew that this was not the original manuscript.

"Why didn't Your Majesty bring out the truth?"

"King Yuzhang hid the handwriting very deeply. He probably didn't want anyone to know. He has been struggling for so long. If I take away the handwriting right away, he will definitely put all his money into it. The court is developing, and I don't want to make too much noise. Besides, he can If I get Nangong Chun’s handwriting, I might have other clues.”

Jiang Qian said: "Your Majesty, have you ever thought about how gunpowder and iron tools were leaked?"

Luo Tingye raised his hand to interrupt him, "The problem is either with the Ministry of Works or the Department of Supervision. Since Huo Shangshu said that the recipe hidden by the Ministry of Works is fake, it must be fake. The problem lies with the Department of Supervision. Sun Ming and Yuan Li are investigating, and I believe they can find out."

Jiang Qian stared at the list and said, "I hope it won't take too long." Civil and military officials also noticed the movements of the Supervision Department. Some wanted to watch the excitement, some wanted to take the opportunity to cancel the Supervision Department, and some even wanted to take advantage of the chaos. Putting people in place.

As a result, the Ministry of Supervision not only faces internal and external troubles.

In more than half a month, Sun Ming and Yuan Li lost weight and were not as energetic as before.

Chapter 451: Internal and external cooperation

With the cooperation of the two, while Yuan Li was risking his life as a bait, the inner ghost hidden in the Supervision Department was finally pulled out.

Yuan Li gasped and wiped away the bright red blood around his lips with his fingers. He received a knife on his shoulder and two holes in his abdomen and thigh.

Even so, his eyes were still sharp, with a cold and murderous chill.

The sound of footsteps was heard, and Yuan Li subconsciously clenched the dagger and hid it behind his back, lowering his head and pretending to faint.

The door opened, and a figure broke in and headed straight for Yuan Li.

Yuan Li's heart was hanging high. At this moment, a familiar scent of sandalwood came into his nose, soothing his nervous heart, and the blood in his body gradually became calmer.

Sun Ming put his hand on Yuan Li's wrist and frowned slightly, "Since you are awake, stop pretending."

Yuan Li raised his head and took a breath of air. He saw that Sun Ming was neatly dressed, and even his hair had been specially trimmed. Looking at himself again, he was so tattered that some people believed him to be a beggar on the street.

It's all acting, why is he so miserable?

"How do you know I'm faking it?"

Sun Ming's eyes traced the wounds on his body, and he said calmly: "Although your breathing is deliberately lowered, your pulse is beating very fast."

Luo Tingye taught them a set of lie detection methods, one of which was to use pulse to estimate whether the prisoner was telling the truth or lies.

Of course Yuan Li knew this method. They used this method to identify the moles who didn't look, but he felt that this method was not necessarily accurate.

For example, if he is mentally prepared, he will definitely not be found out.

But Sun Ming's words made him a little suspicious.

"Is it obvious?"

The people who came in later had already carried out the corpses scattered around, and some of them were inside the house asking for evidence.

Sun Ming simply helped him out and found some medicine to bandage him.

Afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on, Sun Ming specially used some Ma Fei Powder.

Yuan Li, however, used his good hand to feel the pulse of the injured arm, and did not become discouraged until he heard regular sounds coming from inside.

"The method your Majesty said is really effective. It is really difficult to completely control your own heart."

Sun Ming paused while applying the medicine, "That's not necessarily the case. If you can't control your own heart, it means you are incompetent. Your Majesty can control your own heart."

Yuan Li was very competitive. He used to be in charge of the torture chamber in the palace, and his heart was as cold as ice.

I always like to compare myself with others, and the one I compare the most to is Sun Ming.

Even if he openly approves of Sun Ming, he still cannot avoid comparing with him in private, but he will not compare with His Majesty because he knows that he cannot compare.

Sun Ming took care of his wounds and took the time to look at the bodies placed in the yard.

There were eight corpses. The deceased were wearing the clothes of the Supervision Department. Judging from their clothes, their rank was not low. They were all people who had followed Luo Tingye.

One of them is also a good friend of Sun Ming, and the two can be regarded as life-and-death friends.

Sun Ming squatted in front of his friend. The knife wound on his neck was so deep that the bone was visible. His eyes were wide open. He must have experienced a lot of pain when he died.

Yuan Li moved his body to make himself more comfortable, "He is also a descendant of Sun, I think his name is Sun Cha."

Yuan Li has a photographic memory and can remember everyone in the Supervision Department, except for the hidden clues left in various places and in the hands of Sun Ming.

Speaking of which, the reason why he recognized Sun Cha was because he overheard Sun Ming talking to someone and bumped into him accidentally.

After revealing Sun Cha's identity, Yuan Li regretted it and glanced at Sun Ming quickly.

Perhaps because he was too sad, Sun Ming didn't seem to notice this, so he had the bodies of Sun Cha and the other seven people carried away.

"Sun Cha is the person I placed in Prince Yuzhang's Mansion."

Yuan Li raised his slanted brows and pursed his lips together, "How are you doing there?"

Sun Ming suddenly looked at Yuan Li, his eyes a little playful.

The expression on Yuan Li's face dropped, with a vague feeling of bad premonition.

Returning to the Supervision Department, Yuan Li's expression could be described as colorful as he looked at the man hanging by chains.

"Brother Yuan?"

Surrounding the dungeon were Sun Ming's people. Yuan Li watched his people being hung up. He did not lose his temper at them, but stared at the people who were hung up.

"What's going on? Don't lie to me!"

The hanging man trembled and lowered his head little by little under Yuan Li's powerful gaze.

Yuan Li's face suddenly became extremely ugly, he hit the wooden stake in a circle, turned around and walked towards the outside of the dungeon.

Sun Ming also stopped looking at the joke and followed him outside. Looking at Yuan Li who was resting on the pillar, he kindly helped him back to his residence.

Yuan Li's heart felt like it was on fire, "Do you have any evidence?"

"Caught red-handed."

One sentence sealed all Yuan Li's imagination. It would be false to say he was not disappointed, but more puzzling.

"Why did he do this?"

Sun Ming poured a glass of water and was about to drink it. When he saw Yuan Li's dry and peeling lips, he thought for a moment and handed the cup over.

"Not everyone likes to investigate people behind their backs, and some people offer higher bargaining chips."

Yuan Li drank it all in one gulp and put the cup directly back into Sun Ming's hand, "Damn, your Majesty gave us the grace to allow people like us the opportunity to display our abilities, but you still don't cherish it."

Most of those who can enter the palace as eunuchs are forced by life or have no choice but to do so. Few of them are sincere. Yuan Li was killed when he entered the palace.

When he first learned that he had no descendants, he was devastated, but later he walked step by step to the execution chamber with fierce determination.

Later, someone asked Eunuch Fulin to be his master, and he gradually became famous both inside and outside the palace.

But even so, his heart was still heavy, until His Majesty ascended the throne and established the Ministry of Supervision, which gave him hope.

So, he took his subordinates from the torture room and joined the Supervision Department without hesitation, and he put all his efforts into the Supervision Department.

What he is today is all given by His Majesty, and he wholeheartedly repays His Majesty. He originally thought that the people under his command were the same as himself, but in the end he was the only one who wanted to work hard to prove that he lived a decent life.

Sun Ming sat opposite him. The narrow room only had a bed, a table and a cabinet, not even a place to write.

It was a place like this where Yuan Li lived for ten years.

In the palace, people of his status lived far better than here, and even had a separate small courtyard, but Yuan Li didn't go anywhere.

Doing what he wanted to do wholeheartedly, Sun Ming suddenly felt that he was not so sad anymore.

Compared with Yuan Li's difficulties, it was much easier for him. At least he met His Majesty at the beginning.

"Tomorrow you will come to the palace with me. Your Majesty has not asked anything these days. It does not mean that he does not know anything."