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

Lang Jianshi was suspicious. He slid his fingertips down the body of the can and felt familiar lines on the bottom.

The guy next to him was still complaining nonstop, and didn't notice Lang Jianshi's expression changing at all.

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Yongcheng Houfu

Su Zi fiddled with his abacus, with a sad look on his face, "Madam, is this really feasible?"

Fang Xu sat in front of the bronze mirror, holding Luo Zidai in one hand, lining his eyebrows, and responded softly, "What's not possible?"

Su Zi stared at his account book and sighed, "We bought back a large amount of official salt at a high price and asked Ye Ming to sell it at a low price. As a result... our account has lost hundreds of taels of silver!"

Fang Xu put down Luo Dai with a faint smile on his lips, "How can we talk about losing money if we spend money to eliminate disasters?"

Su Zi pursed her lips, lowered her head as if resigned, and continued to fiddle with the abacus.

"Don't worry." Fang Xu turned around, looked at her with a smile, and said softly, "When has your wife ever made a loss-making business?"

When Su Zi heard this, the hand holding the brush paused, and his eyes lit up, "Madam, what you said...have you already thought of a backup plan?"

Fang Xu curled his lips, "Just look back."

Early the next morning, before dawn, Xie Li got up early, put on his official robe, and rode a carriage into the palace.

In the Jinluan Hall, the air pressure was low. The officials stood in four rows, all with their heads lowered, not daring to breathe, for fear of saying something wrong and angering the person above them.

With a bang, a memorial fell to the ground, shocking everyone.

The emperor's eyes were sinister, he scanned every minister, and said in a deep voice, "Can anyone explain to me why some people are selling private salt in the capital?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yong froze and lowered his head without daring to say a word.

"Sold on the street!" The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and slapped the table with his big palm, furious, "They treat me like nothing!"

"Wang Yong, get out of here!"

Hearing that his name was called, Wang Yong held up the wat board and walked tremblingly to the center of the hall, "Your Majesty, I...I am here..."

The emperor lowered his eyes and said in a cold tone, "Did you hear clearly what I just said?"

Wang Yong bent down and whispered, "Go back to the emperor, I heard you clearly..."

The emperor laughed angrily, stared at Wang Yong, and did not speak for a long time.

Zhang De on one side slowly walked down the high platform, holding an object in his hand. When he came to Wang Yong, he stopped and whispered, "Master Wang, do you recognize this object?"

When Wang Yong heard this, he raised his head in confusion, his eyes fell on the porcelain jar in Zhang De's arms, and murmured, "This is not..."

"Yes, this is the official salt jar." Zhang De said with a sarcastic look on his face, "I found this on the table of a private salt dealer."

"Not only are there on the table, but also on the ground. They are all jars like this." Zhang De sneered, "And the taste and thickness of the private salt are exactly the same as the official salt."

"How does Mr. Wang want to explain this matter?"

Hearing this, Wang Yong felt empty-hearted and quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "Please tell me from your Majesty that this matter has nothing to do with me!"

"The jar is here, and you say it has nothing to do with you?" The emperor chuckled, speaking slowly and calmly, "Even if you don't have the courage, I can punish you for improper supervision!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!" Wang Yong's body was shaking violently, and he subconsciously looked at Yu Chiwei not far away.

Yuchiwei gritted his teeth, his hand holding the wat plate trembled slightly, and he didn't even give Wang Yong half of his eyeballs.

Wang Yong's heart sank, and he broke into a lot of cold sweat. His official robe clung tightly to his back, and his mind went blank. He could only repeat the words "Your Majesty, spare my life."

The emperor snorted coldly, his eyes fell on Jing Zhaoyin beside him, and said solemnly, "Su Aiqing, I leave this matter to you. Dig three feet into the ground to dig out that person!"

<divclass="contentadv"> Jing Zhaoyin stepped forward, raised the wat board, and said in a loud voice, "I will do my best."

"Thank you, Qing." The emperor closed his eyes, his anger still lingering, "Jing Zhaoyin is the master, and you are the assistant, to get to the bottom of this matter."

Xie Li walked slowly to the center of the hall and said in a clear voice, "I will definitely live up to the emperor's trust."

"As for Wang Yong..." The emperor paused, his eyes falling on the trembling man, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, "The matter is not clear, so we are temporarily suspended!"

Wang Yong suddenly raised his head, with a look of shock on his face, and said quickly, "Your Majesty, please give me a redemption..."

"Retreat!"

Before Wang Yong could finish speaking, the emperor looked bored, stood up abruptly, waved his sleeves and left.

Zhang De glanced at Wang Yong, left the word "retreat from the court" and hurriedly chased after him.

Wang Yong's face turned pale, and he knelt there stupidly.

Xie Li lowered his eyes and looked at him, with a touch of sarcasm on his lips, and turned to leave.

"Xie Li, stay."

Jing Zhaoyin's voice came from behind. Xie Li paused, turned and looked back, "Master Su."

Jing Zhaoyin strode up to Xie Li with a gentle expression, "This case falls on you and me. Even if the matter is big or small, we can't take it lightly. We still need to investigate carefully."

Xie Li lowered his head slightly and said warmly, "Master Su has a plan, and I will give my full support to you."

"Let's discuss this matter as we go." Jing Zhaoyin patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Since the Emperor has pointed his finger at you, it means that you are very talented. With your help, this matter will definitely fall into place."

"Master Su is ridiculous." Xie Li looked back and happened to see Yu Chiwei and Wang Yong gathering not far away. A dark light flashed in his eyes and he whispered, "This matter... Master Su, have you ever thought about it?" Did someone do this on purpose?"

Jing Zhaoyin paused, followed Xie Li's line of sight, and saw clearly the two people discussing things side by side, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean..."

Xie Li turned around, met his eyes, and nodded slightly.

Jing Zhaoyin's eyelids twitched, and he lowered his voice and said, "Wang Yong is the salt merchant specifically designated by the emperor, and the private salt found is exactly the same as the official salt. Whether it is intentional or not, the investigation of this matter must start from the Wang family. "

When Xie Li heard the satisfactory answer, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he whispered, "Master Su is wise. After leaving the palace, I will go to the government and search the Wang family with some people."

Jing Zhaoyin nodded and said, "I will do as you say. In half an hour, you and I will go to the Wang family in person."

"I understand." Xie Li lowered his head and walked down the steps with a faint smile on his lips.

When the time came, Xie Li led Lang to supervise the city and surrounded the Wang family in Xicheng.

Many people gathered outside, watching the excitement with great interest.

Everyone knows that the Wang family is in charge of salt transportation. The official salt in the capital is set at random, and the price of salt has skyrocketed. The people have been complaining for a long time. Now that they see the Wang family in trouble, everyone is gloating about his misfortune, waiting to see his bad luck.

When Wang Yong heard the news, he rushed out of the study and trotted all the way to the front yard. He happened to see Xie Li crossing the high threshold and entering the Wang family mansion.

"Stop!" Wang Yong's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xie Li slowly raised his eyebrows, with a distant smile on his lips and a low voice, "Can't you tell, Mr. Wang? This official's attitude... is obviously to search the house."