Early the next morning, Lin Mobai set out on the road to the border.

Lin Zhiyu and Chu Jingzhe also planned to choose an auspicious day for their marriage after they made an engagement with the Lin family.

Of course, according to Lin Zhiyu, there was no rush to do this. It would be best to wait until Lin Mobai returned near the end of the year, so it was tentatively scheduled for half a year. Since the Chu family did not want to marry their daughter so soon, they decided to do it. Agree.

At the same time, the batch of peppers planted by Lin Ruqian were also very fruitful. Except for Yanjing City, most of them were sold to the southwest region and were very popular. He also turned into one of the most wealthy businessmen in Yanjing City, which was enviable.

Everything was going in a good direction, but suddenly, things in the court seemed to be out of control.

Jinluan Palace.

"Is this what you're doing?!"

The emperor threw the memorial at the feet of the prince, and Lei Lei was furious, "The drought is serious, the refugees are displaced, and they don't have enough food to eat. They all sued me! How dare you tell me that it's nothing serious?!"

"Where are the salaries?! Where are the disaster relief funds?! Where have they gone?!"

Prince Song Mo knelt down with a plop, his forehead was soaked with sweat, and he lowered his head: "Reporting to my father, droughts occur frequently in North China, once every three years. Many people have taken precautions. This time, it was just the locusts that passed through and there was no food. Only now. As a result, some people were starved of food and moved in a hurry. My ministers had already sent people to transport water and food a month ago to comfort many people, and the news sent back was indeed nothing serious."

"Then what are these blood letters from all the people?!" the emperor yelled angrily, his hands trembling with anger, "See for yourself! What is written on them! It says that your prince has enriched his own pockets and embezzled disaster relief funds! Not only does he not care about the people of North China, he also Send the army to suppress it violently! Is this what you do as the prince?!"

"It's impossible..." The prince lay on the ground, his face pale, and he defended, "Father! These are slanders! I have never done such a thing!"

Lin Zhiyu and Lin Qiming on the other side frowned at the same time.

Lin Zhiyu took a step forward and knelt down, "Your Majesty, the prince has always been kind-hearted, considerate and caring for the people. We have all seen this. I am afraid there is no misunderstanding. Please be careful, Your Majesty."

"I second the proposal."

At that time, other ministers from the prince's faction also stood up and talked a lot.

"Your Majesty, the prince personally went to Lingnan to fight floods before. He was dirty and smelly. Even if he put his own life at risk, he tried his best to save many people. How many people praised him? How could such a person abandon the people? , to commit such a violent act?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, you have seen the prince's character. He will definitely not do such a thing."

"His Majesty……"

Seeing them defending Song Mo one by one, the emperor's eyebrows darkened, "Then you mean that I deliberately slandered the prince?"

"I don't dare! Your Majesty, please calm down!"

Swish!

The ministers below all knelt down, all terrified.

Among them, some who were not afraid of death continued to remonstrate: "Perhaps the people under the prince's subordinates acted erratically, which led to the current situation. In my opinion, it is better to investigate this matter thoroughly. Your Majesty must not chill the heart of the prince at all costs." ah!"

"Master Yun is right, Your Majesty, this matter must be fishy and must be investigated thoroughly!"

……

Three days later, a thorough investigation revealed that it was indeed Song Mo's men who had deliberately embezzled the disaster relief funds and had his soldiers violently suppress the refugees, which led to the current incident.

And Song Mo also made a big mistake due to his failure to discipline his subordinates, and was removed from the post of Deputy Xuan Envoy, and all the rights in the East Palace were also removed.

In Changsheng Tower, Song Mozheng and Lin Zhiyu, who were depressed due to changes, drank to relieve their worries.

"Chang Wei is a confidant of this palace, and there is no way he would do such a thing."

Song Mo raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass, his face full of pain, "But why did it turn out to be him?"

"Does he have any difficulties?" "No, I don't believe it."

One glass after another, and soon Song Mo was slumped in a chair drunkenly, lost in thought.

Chang Wei was the one who was found to have betrayed the prince behind his back. A lot of dirty money was captured in his house. The evidence was conclusive and he was immediately put in jail and beheaded on the same day.

"What a coincidence."

Lin Zhiyu murmured, holding the wine glass and thinking deeply, "If he really embezzled the disaster relief money, why did he leave it so blatantly at home? Aren't you afraid that if the scandal comes out, it will be ruined?"

"Your Highness, what is Chang Wei's personality like?"

The drunken Song Mo opened his eyes and thought about it slowly, "Silent, dull, and loyal."

"I spent all the money I had on his wife."

At this point, he smiled and sighed, "It was precisely because he treated his wife like this that we chose him as a confidant. He has lived up to our expectations and has always performed very well in his errands, so this trip to North China is , this palace also sent him there.”

"Then does he usually treat his subordinates harshly?" Lin Zhiyu pondered.

Song Mo shook his head, "I've never heard of it."

"Then this is strange..." Lin Zhiyu pondered, "How can a person change his personality and betray his master in a short period of time...?"

After a while, Lin Zhiyu put down the wine glass in his hand and said with a solemn expression, "Your Highness, maybe there is something hidden in this matter."

Song Mo was stunned.

After returning from Changsheng Building, Lin Zhiyu first went to Lin Qiming to explain his guess, and then went to Lin Ruqian.

Lin Baoer happened to be eating and drinking in Shuiqinglou, so he heard a lot.

"Ruqian, you have to handle this matter." Lin Zhiyu emphasized, "It will still be some time before Chang Wei is beheaded, so you should send more people to investigate, especially from his wife, to see if there are any other clues. .”

Lin Ruqian naturally did his part.

After hearing this, Lin Baoer actively raised her hand, "Brother, I want to go too!"

Lin Zhiyu glanced at her helplessly, thinking that a child was serious about playing, so he complied and warned, "Pay attention to safety."

Chang Wei was imprisoned, and his relatives were naturally also in prison. It was a big problem to sneak in without being noticed by others.

But how can it be so difficult to get Lin Ruqian and Baoer?

Having money can make ghosts grind, and having skin can make ghosts disguise themselves.

She used props to change Lin Ruqian's face, turning him from a handsome young man into an ugly and timid servant in an instant.

Outside Dali Temple, Lin Ruqian touched the miserable face on his face and felt quite disgusted.

"This is too ugly."

Lin Baoer pouted, folded her arms and looked at him with satisfaction, "Third brother, you have to be ugly to get in!"

"Otherwise you won't even be able to step through the door." (End of Chapter)

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