After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

Metropolitan Procuratorate

There were a lot of people in the hall. Several principals and deputy envoys from various departments gathered in the main hall. The surroundings were silent. There were a few whispers. No one dared to make a loud noise. They all buried their heads and just stood there.

The door was opened, and Chu Yitang walked in with Yao Zaiyu. He was now sitting in the top position of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He had the reputation of being a disciple of Wei Wei. On the surface, he was the prosecutor of the Imperial Procuratorate, but he actually controlled the internal affairs of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He had the right to directly handle all matters. No one dared to regard him as the chief, let alone offend him. They all nodded respectfully and saluted, and asked in unison how well you are doing.

"Everyone, please sit down. You can talk as much as you want while you are standing. We are all our own people. There is no distinction between us."

Chu Yitang was very polite and smiled warmly. He was wearing a crimson official robe and wore a token from the Metropolitan Procuratorate around his waist. He raised his hands and feet, showing no pressure, but still made the people in the room unable to raise their heads. They all found a seat and sat down.

"I think if something like this happened in Beijing, it would inevitably be turbulent. I called everyone here today because I want to get an explanation for this matter."

Chu Yitang held the tea cup and flipped the lid lightly. His eyes were filled with heat, hiding his emotions. He was still smiling, but his voice was cold for no reason.

"Master Shen died suddenly at home. His death was tragic. I believe all of you have heard about it this morning."

"This matter is indeed strange. People from the Criminal Division have gone to two groups this morning and have written notes. I have read them, and now I will let a few adults take a look at them."

Chu Yitang glanced sideways, and Yao Zaiyu immediately understood and distributed the few notebooks he had copied, so that everyone had one copy and no one was left out.

The principals didn't dare to delay, they all responded and hurriedly opened the book to read. However, after reading a few lines, their expressions changed drastically. After a while, they raised their heads tremblingly and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"This this……"

Chu Yitang chuckled lightly, put down the tea cup, dipped his fingertips in the tea and tapped it on the table, and said, "Everyone, do you feel anything wrong after reading this?"

Several of the principals looked gloomy and had difficulty speaking. Some of them were afraid of getting cold sweat on their foreheads, and they were tremblingly raising their sleeves to wipe them. When they heard Chu Yitang's question, they even forgot to nod or shake their heads, and froze. In the seat, he shrank his neck and didn't reply.

"I think there is nothing wrong with my humble position. I just hope that our Criminal Division will catch the murderer as soon as possible and give Mr. Shen peace of mind."

Chen Lie pushed back the chair and spoke first in the dead silence of the room. His words were neither humble nor overbearing, and he had a completely business-like attitude.

"Master Chen has always been reassuring in his work," Chu Yitang raised his lips and looked around at the adults present. His smile deepened, "In the current war, it is better not to disturb people's hearts. The Metropolitan Procuratorate must always be united in the direction of the war. His Majesty’s.”

"I am also very sad about Master Shen, but leaving the post of Zuo Deputy Imperial Censor vacant is not a long-term solution. We should focus on the present. The Admiral is not in Tianjing, and we still have to guard the Metropolitan Procuratorate to be worthy of the Admiral. Having experienced life and death on the battlefield, would you guys say yes or no?"

Chu Yitang didn't make his words too clear, but the qualifications of these people here are not understandable. Such a great opportunity now cannot be asked for. Chu Yitang is giving steps to go up. People have to rush to step on this step. It doesn't matter if they don't want to go. If they keep silent, they will be fine.

I thought that without Lan Yu, the inspector would be able to take charge of the affairs for a few days. Who would have thought that he is not a fuel-efficient person at all. He seems to be easy to talk to, but his wrists are even tougher than Lan Yu's.

Lan Yu has always done what he wants, but Chu Yitang wants to step on your every inch and ask you if you like it with a smile. You are being strangled by him and you don't even have the right to say no - he doesn't even have the right to say no. I didn't intend for you to open your mouth.

Wei Wei's devolution of power means that he approves of Chu Yitang's behavior. No one in the Metropolitan Procuratorate's words can match the weight of Chu Yitang's words.

Earlier, when he was in charge of the Imperial Prosecutor's Office, he could figure out some of the clues. In just a few months, the Imperial Prosecutor's Office could rise to the top in the Metropolitan Procuratorate. A person with a heart of heart.

Even Chen Lie suffered a lot from his hands.

He slaps you in the face and then gives you a sweet date, telling you to swallow all the hardships in your stomach. There is no naked threat, only the principle of everyone acting according to their conscience.

When he returned to the Yamen, Yao Zaiyu's eyes were almost shining when he looked at Chu Yitang. He hurriedly poured tea for Chu Yitang, shook his fan, and admired:

"Sir, Sir Teng should be the most difficult to deal with, but look at him today, he doesn't dare to say a word!"

"He is not the most important among the principals. Besides, he has always regarded Mr. Wei as a follower and would not refute my reputation at this juncture." Chu Yitang opened the case file, rolled up his sleeves and studied the ink, "In fact, it is Shen Yitang who It’s not a pity that Xiao died. Now it’s not Shen Qi’s turn to make the decision in the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The persimmons have to be picked on the weak ones, and the people have to pick on the weak ones to kill.”

Listening to Yao Zaiyu, it was like nectar falling, and he shook his fan even harder:

"Sir, I was really right about the person at the time. It must be you. You have kept this place so clean that it's hard to find any trouble."

Chu Yitang smiled and concentrated on reading the case file.

When he returned to Yulin Palace in the evening, Chu Yitang had not eaten yet, but he remembered Lan Yu's advice and still had a bowl of porridge. Lan Yu was not around and he had a bad appetite, so he had to cope with eating, and it tasted like chewing wax.

Baifangzhai delivers cakes to Yulin Palace every day, but Chu Yitang always feels that they are not as delicious as Lan Yu's. After not seeing each other for a few days, he is going crazy thinking about them.

After thinking about it, Chu Yitang found the lantern hidden in the cabinet, lit the wick, hung it on the bedside, pushed it around with his hand, and looked at it with his chin.

The pink begonia petals are delicate and charming, with orderly shades of color on each layer from the inside to the outside. Under the candlelight, they look like newly bloomed begonia flowers on the branches.

Lan Yu has good hands and makes everything look good, and he also likes to spend time figuring out these gadgets for him.

Every time Chu Yitang held it in his hands, he would hold it in his arms and kiss it for a long time. He would not be stingy with any words of praise, and Lan Yu would also appreciate it. He smiled so deeply that his earlobes turned red with embarrassment.

Wuxu is a difficult place, and Lan Yu will inevitably have to endure hardships when traveling to such a far place.

He used to think that Lan Yu was spoiled, but he didn't know that he could actually endure hardships better than anyone else.

Chu Yitang sometimes felt distressed. Although Lan Yu was young, he was also prudent, so he rarely made requests, and Chu Yitang responded to him without exception.

Xijin is sometimes surprised. He says that Chu Yitang has such poor patience, but he has always been patient with Lan Yu. It is rare for the two of them to even quarrel when they are together.

He didn't know how Lan Yu was doing now. He couldn't sleep because of his lovesickness, so he could only rest his head on his bracelet every night, coveting his thoughts.