Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family

In the first two days, Gu Xinglang developed a high fever. His whole body felt like a furnace and the fever wouldn't go away.

Yang Luo lost a lot of weight in those two days.

Everyone said that there was no way Prince Gu would survive as his wound was infected and inflamed, and it was a scorching summer day.

Yang Luo didn't say a word, but just asked people not to throw away moldy things such as fruits and steamed buns. He closed the door and was fiddling with something.

He also asked someone to bring a large amount of wine and used it to wipe Gu Xinglang's body.

After that, Gu Xinglang's high fever miraculously subsided.

Yang Luo never asked anyone else to do all of this. When he was tired, he would lie down on the bed for a while. When he was hungry, he would have food brought to him and he would eat it bite by bite.

The meat that I had gained with great difficulty has all been lost in the past few days.

He fed the baby medicine, porridge, wiped his body, and turned him over, all by himself without letting anyone help.

Even if Princess Rui came, she would not let her help.

Princess Rui was so moved that she burst into tears. She advised her to give up and return to Shengjing as soon as possible several times.

She knew what Princess Rui meant. She was afraid that Gu Xinglang would never wake up and ruin her life.

There were tears in her eyes, but she remained firm.

Looking at Gu Xinglang lying silently on the bed, he said, "If Ah Lang doesn't wake up for one day, I will wait for him for one day. If he doesn't wake up for a month, I will wait for him for a month. If he doesn't wake up for a year, I will wait for him for a year. Ten years, twenty years, thirty years, I will wait for him."

Keep waiting.

Princess Rui covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying out loud: "Lolo, why bother, Luo Luo..."

The next day, Yang Zhenguang came.

Gu Xingcheng was now in Zhangtai Palace after the morning court session.

"Your Majesty, the assassin has confessed, but..."

Gu Xingcheng glanced at him indifferently.

Yang Zhenguang said hurriedly: "No matter what we did, he only confessed that he was instructed by Jiang Shengzhi, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and he knew nothing else."

"Your Majesty, a soldier like him probably doesn't know much. The Chen family has always been very cautious and never shows up easily."

Yang Luo heard this in the palace and rushed out: "Impossible, how can a mere third-rank minister afford so many assassins?"

"Go check." Gu Xingcheng's face turned pale.

Two hours later, Yang Zhenguang came back: "Your Majesty, Jiang Shengzhi has been imprisoned. This is the account book found in Jiang's mansion."

Gu Xingcheng flipped through it briefly. Jiang Shengzhi was a third-rank minister, and his annual salary was no more than a thousand taels, but he could see from the account book that...

There are more than a hundred people in the Jiang family, including masters and servants, and the monthly salary alone is more than a thousand taels per year.

Jiang Shengzhi was also very fond of antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and spent nearly ten thousand taels on them every year.

This does not include the expenses of his one wife, three concubines, and seven children.

At least 20,000 or 30,000 taels would be required in a year.

Even if the Jiang family had their own shop, they wouldn't make that much money in a year.

At this moment, the Minister of Revenue Zhao Yiqing came running over with the account book in his hands, sweating profusely.

As soon as he arrived in front of Gu Xingcheng, holding the account book of the Ministry of Revenue, he knelt down and cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, I am guilty of death. I am guilty of death. Jiang Shengzhi has embezzled nearly one million taels of silver from the national treasury in the past few years, and I didn't even notice it. I am guilty of death, please punish me, Your Majesty!"

Gu Xingcheng took over the account book and found that Jiang Shengzhi had embezzled 980,000 taels of silver from the national treasury in just five years since he was promoted to the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

Zhao Yiqing knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously. As the Minister of Revenue, he was completely unaware that his subordinates had embezzled such a large sum of money. He was indeed derelict in his duty.

"Come here, strip Zhao Yiqing of his third-rank official uniform, demote him to a fifth-rank official in the Ministry of Revenue, and give him thirty strokes of the cane." Gu Xingcheng closed his eyes deeply and gave the order in a deep voice.

He originally thought that Zhao Yiqing's work could be published, but he didn't expect that it was just that.

Zhao Yiqing was dragged away.

Yang Zhenguang's face was heavy. "Your Majesty, 980,000 taels of silver were embezzled from the Ministry of Revenue's account books, but only 30,000 taels of silver were found in the Jiang residence. It doesn't match the account books of the Jiang residence at all."

"Interrogate him thoroughly!" Gu Xingcheng's face was stern, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line. "Make sure he tells me the whereabouts of the remaining silver."

"Yes."

Yang Luo held Gu Xinglang's hand and put it on his face: "Alang, did you hear that? The Minister of Revenue has been imprisoned. After this, more evil people will be caught one by one. We will not let any of those who harmed you go."

"You've already slept for half a month. Why are you still so sleepy? It's time to wake up."

"Alang... Alang, if you don't wake up, if you don't wake up, I'm leaving..."

The person on the bed still had his eyes closed.

"Your mother told me to go back to Shengjing as soon as possible. I think she makes sense. I will find a husband in Northern Jin later... Ah Lang, please wake up."

Gu Xingcheng glanced into the hall and saw Yang Luo crying again. He sniffed his sore nose and left quietly.

Su Chaoquan followed behind Gu Xingcheng, wiping away tears.

Oh, God, please open your eyes.

Although Jiang Shengzhi is not one of those strictly trained assassins, he is still very tight-lipped.

Moreover, because he was a civil servant, he could not use severe punishment, otherwise there would be suspicion of torture to obtain a confession, if he really gave up someone.

Do you believe his confession or not?

Believe it or not, what if he randomly accuses loyal ministers?

If you don't believe it, then what's the point of torture?

When Yang Luo went to the Sky Prison, Jiang Shengzhi sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed as usual.

The click of the cell door opening still failed to make him open his eyes.

This happened frequently these days, with the jailer coming to interrogate him from time to time.

They tied him to a pillar but didn't torture him. Instead, they used psychological tactics and talked him till he was dry-mouthed, hoping to make him reveal the mastermind behind the incident.

how can that be possible.

Yang Luo stepped forward and kicked him.

Jiang Shengzhi slowly opened his eyes, and his expression changed slightly when he saw a girl standing in front of him.

Yang Luo squatted in front of him and said, "Because we can't torture you, you think that as long as you keep your mouth shut, His Majesty will never be able to do anything to you or kill you, right?"

Jiang Shengzhi snorted coldly, turned his face away, and continued to close his eyes to rest.

Yang Luo took something out of his arms: "Master Jiang, why don't you open your eyes and see what this is?"

Jiang Shengzhi really opened his eyes, and his expression suddenly changed: "You, what do you want to do?"

"It's nothing. It's colorless, odorless, harmless, and painless. Let it go in through your nostrils or ears and travel throughout your body."

Jiang Shengzhi's face turned pale in an instant.

"It's different from the bloodworm. It doesn't bite and it doesn't hurt. Lord Jiang, do you want to try it?"

Yang Luo half-smiled and handed the bottle to Jiang Shengzhi.

The thing in the bottle poked its head out and slowly tried to crawl out.

Jiang Shengzhi was so scared that he kicked his feet and backed away: "You, you are also torturing me."

"Who said that? It just makes all the bones in your body itch, and you can't scratch it."

Jiang Shengzhi's hair stood on end when he heard this and he swallowed hard.