Wear books to become a villain’s bride, and a miracle doctor takes him into space to be exiled

When Mr. Wang saw that Yan Ruoli was a woman, young and beautiful, he guessed that she had some unclear relationship with Fan Xuan.

Otherwise, why would Fan Xuan, a prefect, listen to her?

He could see now that what this woman said in front of Fan Xuan was very important.

Ye Weiyun's face sank, he pulled out half of his long sword and asked, "Who do you think is your concubine?"

Fan Xuan was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. Don't say such nonsense, it will kill someone.

Fan Xuan turned around and kept waving his hands and winking at Mr. Wang.

"Master Wang, the official business of the court is indeed more important. These two are from the capital and know this best. Let's go over there to have a rest and drink tea, and supervise the acceptance of the subordinates."

Mr. Wang was also frightened when he heard Ye Weiyun's scolding.

That shout was like a bolt from the blue, making his scalp explode.

Seeing Fan Xuan's little actions with him and hearing him mention the capital, alarm bells rang in Mr. Wang's heart.

These two people are from the capital, are they some big shots who cannot be offended?

He didn't dare to have another attack, so he walked along the steps given by Fan Xuan and said, "Master Fan is right, let's go over there and watch."

While they were talking, Zhu Ziyu had already led others to start the acceptance inspection.

Yan Ruoli and Ye Weiyun followed Fan Xuan and accompanied Mr. Wang to the side to drink tea.

Fan Xuan felt miserable because these two ghosts were still lingering, and he couldn't even communicate with Mr. Wang in private.

He had a premonition that something big might happen today.

As expected, not long after, Zhu Ziyu strode towards this side with a steward under Mr. Wang.

Master Zhou followed them with a sad face.

"Young Madam," Zhu Ziyu bowed to Yan Ruoli, handed over the accounts and said, "the number of relief materials is wrong, there is a serious shortage."

"Oh? Let me see."

Yan Ruoli took over the accepted accounts. The accounts were hastily written on a few pieces of paper and were not official account books.

Yan Ruoli only glanced at it briefly, then threw the account in front of Mr. Wang and asked, "Sir Wang, why are there so many disaster relief supplies?"

She no longer wants to hide it anymore, and no longer talks through Fan Xuan, but directly questions Mr. Wang.

The shortage in the accounts was more serious than she imagined, and she could not let Mr. Wang off lightly.

Since she doesn't plan to let Mr. Wang go back, she naturally doesn't need to hide her true identity anymore.

Mr. Wang picked up the pieces of paper and looked at them a few times, his face looking ugly.

Are these people serious?Really reconcile?

What is the origin of these two people?

Lord Wang's official position in the capital is not particularly high, and Ye Weiyun's leg was disabled at the time, so he did not like to participate in many activities.Even if he participates, he hides in quiet places and doesn't like to make friends with others.

Therefore, Lord Wang does not know Ye Weiyun.

Seeing that Fan Xuan was so jealous of these two people, he couldn't help but think of them in a higher place.

Could it be that these two people are actually from the palace?

Mr. Wang did not dare to neglect, so he had to defend himself: "The mountains are high and the roads are far away, and some materials were indeed lost on the way. It is the lower official who did not take good care of us, and the lower official is responsible."

Fan Xuan covered for him: "Yes, yes, it is normal to have losses on the road."

"It is indeed normal for there to be losses on the road." Yan Ruoli said.

When Fan Xuan and Mr. Wang heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.Master Zhou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Zhu Ziyu wanted to say something, but before he could say it, he heard Yan Ruoli ask: "But, what is the normal range of loss? The supplies you sent are less than one in ten. Where did the rest go?"

Mr. Wang became anxious and shouted: "Why are you so unreasonable? A loss is a loss. What can I do?"

"Then please tell me, Mr. Wang, what are the losses?" Yan Ruoli asked reluctantly.

Mr. Wang had never thought of an excuse. He couldn't come up with an answer for a while, so he could only glare at his steward.

"Tell me, what kind of losses are these?"

The steward has never experienced such an occasion.

In the past, wherever he went, he was fawned over, and all he wanted to do was eat, drink, and have fun.

The steward racked his brains to think of a countermeasure and replied in an uncertain tone: "The road was bumpy and some spilled."

"Spilled some? Can you spill so much?" Yan Ruoli sneered.

The manager himself felt that it was unjustifiable, so he suddenly had an idea in his mind and said: "The car overturned on the road, and a lot of supplies rolled to the bottom of the mountain."

Master Wang quietly gave him a thumbs up.

This is a good answer. Nanzhou is very mountainous. If my car overturns, where can I find it?

Yan Ruoli asked, "Where was the overturned car? Please tell me the specific location and then take our people to find it."

"There are mountains everywhere along the way. How do I know where the mountain is? How can I find something if it falls under the cliff?" the steward argued.

Yan Ruoli refuted him: "The relief materials are so important. Since you have fallen off the cliff, you should write down the specific location, ask the nearby government to help find it, and try to remedy it as much as possible. You can't even remember the location. Isn't this a dereliction of duty?" ?”

The steward couldn't argue with her, so he had to look at Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang is good at official contacts and is not very good at this kind of argument.

He didn't bother to argue, ignored Yan Ruoli, and looked at Fan Xuan.

"Master Fan, what do you say?"

The identity of those two people is doubtful, at least on the surface, Fan Xuan should have the final say here.

He could see that Fan Xuan was a sensible person.

Fan Xuan didn't dare to answer. He looked at Mr. Wang and then at Yan Ruoli, feeling in a dilemma.

Yan Ruoli's face sank and she shouted: "Come here, pull down Mr. Wang and everyone who transported relief materials and put them in jail."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

How dare she attack court officials?

Zhu Ziyu was equally surprised. He had thought that no matter how courageous Yan Ruoli was, she would at most reprimand Mr. Wang and not dare to do anything to him seriously.

Unexpectedly, she really dared to do it.

Zhu Ziyu was only surprised for a moment, then immediately became excited and agreed loudly: "Yes."

He called his own men, took everyone under control, and took them to prison.

Mr. Wang's face turned red with anger and he shouted: "Who dares to imprison me? I am sent by the imperial court. Imprisoning me is equivalent to imprisoning the imperial court."

Yan Ruoli said sarcastically: "The imperial court sent you here to provide disaster relief, not to commit corruption. Take him into custody and await interrogation."

Zhu Ziyu personally escorted Mr. Wang away.

Mr. Wang is a civil servant, so he was taken away without a few struggles.

Fan Xuan was so frightened that his heart crawled into his throat.

"Young madam, you can't lock her up, you can't lock her up."

Something big is going to happen. Is the situation going to change?

Thinking of the changing weather, Fan Xuan felt his eyes become dark.

Yan Ruoli was too lazy to listen to him and called out: "Come here, Master Fan, please go back and rest. Master Zhou, please go with us."

"Yes."

The people who responded to the call were Shi Xuan and others.

Shi Xuan couldn't help but pick up Fan Xuan, and together with everyone in Wuhuiling, took Fan Xuan, Master Zhou and other insiders present into the backyard of the prefecture and put them under house arrest.

Only Yan Ruoli and Ye Weiyun were left here.

Ye Weiyun looked at the shade of a big tree on the courtyard wall and said loudly: "My dear friend, have you had enough of watching the theater?"