Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

When Yunyao said he couldn't trust the people around him at all, Yo Wang suddenly laughed: “Yunyao, do you seem to have something to say? ”

“Just sayin ', uncle, believe it or not, don't you? ”

“I see. Thank you, Yunyao. ”

Yunyao glanced at her and said, "Her Royal Highness is clear in her heart, but she doesn't know what purpose she has been playing the fool for."

“Yunyao, aren't you afraid I'll fool around with this big case if you turn it over to me? ”

Mu Yunyao turned to look at him and smiled slightly on his lips: "If Uncle Wei confused things, Wei Guohou would be very dissatisfied, plus Min Gong's old place... maybe Miss Min would be disappointed too...”

Yo Wang patted his chest: “Yun Yao, don't worry, I will definitely get out of this case!” Never let the behind-the-scenes master get over it!

“Then I'm relieved, ask Uncle Er to do his best. I don't want to waste the Fourth Master's hard work. ”

The Fourth Master? When he heard this name, he thought about the fact that Yunyao had come a thousand miles to look for people. Yunyao sighed: “Don't call me Uncle Yunyao anymore, just call me Yo Wang first.” When you get there, it's time to change your name to "Second Brother"...

Mu Yunyao naturally understood the meaning of the Yo Wang, and then his attitude changed naturally: “Your Highness, take a moment to read the file and I will go back and pack my things and prepare to leave at sunrise. ”

“Okay.”

When Mu Yunyao left, Yo Wang quickly browsed through the files and testimonies and sighed after reading them: “Looks like this time is running out of time. ”

Shiqin returned to the room with Mu Yunyao: “Lady, there are a few hours left before dawn. Rest for a moment. When dawn comes, the slaves will call you. I will pack the bags and the scriptures will pack them up. ”

Mu Yunyao shook his head and went behind the desk to write a letter. After writing, he sealed it carefully: “Tomorrow someone will send this letter back to Kyoto and hand it over to Grandma. ”

“Yes, miss. ”

The next morning, Yo Wang sent Mu Yunyao to the gate of the Mansion: “Yunyao, be careful on the way. When you find your fourth brother, make sure to send me a letter first. ”

“Well, here's to His Royal Highness the Yogi. ”

“Don't worry. ”

Mu Yunyao did not have too much chill. After turning his back on his horse, he quickly headed towards the gate of the city.

The Yo Wang stayed up all night, sent Mu Yunyao away, and then went back to the county court to see the files and confessions.

"Your Highness, you haven't slept well for a few days, so eat something and rest. ”

Yo Wang raised his head and rubbed his neck: “Where is there time to rest? If this case is not investigated quickly, it cannot be said that there will be any more chaos. ”

“Didn't the Wenshan County Master leave a file and a confession? Isn't this enough to finish the case? ”

“Oh, go back and read more, don't think about practicing martial arts all day long. With salt dealers, Linjiang Tongzhi and a small county decree, even if they were given ten more balls, they would not dare to make such a big move. Counterfeit salt tax books, counterfeit tax silver... which one of those officials is not a human figure and has no interest in giving them this kind of killing business? ”

“Your Highness, do you mean…”

“Salt tax books and tax silver must have been false, but not to help salt dealers escape the salt tax, but to obscure the real salt tax silver. ”

“The salt tax this season could be nearly three million taels of silver, if that's the case, they're too bold! Your Highness, where do you think they're going to hide the silver? ”

“Say you're stupid and you're really stupid to breathe. Without the support of the people above, can they hide the evidence so smoothly? Naturally, some way to get the silver into Kyoto! ”

“In Kyoto, Your Highness, this is too much, and if it is not handled well, the Emperor may be angry with you. ”

With a smile on his lip, his eyes turned cold: “My grandfather once said," How can I look at my husband doing evil when he has done nothing and has never had a chance before? "”

Seeing him, he hastily stopped: his master watched hip-hop during the week, but in the battlefield, he could also kill the enemy knife. This time, if he was really angry, he could only mourn for the officials and the salt merchants.

The gloomy expression only appeared for a moment, and Yo Wang regained the look of the previous smile: “Alas, Yao 'er threw me a hot potato, and I had to go on, what a ghost, ghost, my honest fourth brother, had to say that he would be eaten to death, I was lucky to be a strong man, alas! ”

Can't help it: You seem quite willing to work when you're strong and smiling.

Muyunyao pedestrians headed toward Yishuicheng. On the road, they met the kind old people and shouted to remind them: “Don't go any further. A small hill in front slipped down. Sandstone and dirt flooded the roads and several villages along the way. It is impossible to pass. You must enter Yishuicheng, afraid to wait for the road to be repaired. ”

Shiqin looked at the talking old man: "Old man, do you know when the road will be fixed? ”

“Who's right about that, but there's no hope these past two months. Yishui City is more devastated than Linjiang and Huai 'an. At this time, the city is probably still full of oceans, creating sins..."

Muyunyao frowned slightly and said: “Old man, if you want to enter Yishuicheng, how many days will it take to detour? ”

“A detour from the mountain will take two mountains to cross, and two or three days of kung fu at the earliest. I advise you to let it go. Even if you go in now, there is nothing left to live for. ”

Mu Yunyao's chest ached for a while: “Thanks for the reminder. Let's go, go around the mountain to Yishuicheng. ”

The old man seemed to want to say something and looked at the resolute appearance of several people and had to shake his head: “What are you doing in there? Anyway, there are no more living people...”

At this time, in a cave in the mountain forest, the king sat against the mountain wall with his hands on his crooked knees and his hands dropped to his side. Dropped arms with scars, wrapped in cloth strips and still infiltrated with blood, his face was pale as paper, his lips cracked and seeped a little blood silk.

Inside the cave, many of the victims gathered together, or laid or sat down, and the whole human being, hungry and hungry, slimmed out of shape.

Suddenly, a woman screamed and scratched at a man next to her: “Let go, let go of my child...”

She was carrying a young child in her arms with slight ups and downs in her chest, which did not seem to last long.

The man kicked the woman open, hugged the child and rushed to the door: "The child is dying, simply feed him to the wolves, or we will all die here! ”

The king, who kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up with a sword against the wall, stopping the man: "Return the child! ”