In the summer of the fourth year of Chengzhi, an earth-shattering case occurred in Daqian.

Dasi Nong Shi Changqing guarded his own theft, gave and received privately, and falsified accounts to deceive the king in order to enrich his private pockets, and the amount of silver tattooed by greedy ink reached millions of dollars, and it was outrageous to be bold.

In the past half a month, Yan Xilan has been so busy with this case that his feet do not touch the ground, and the big Si Nonggui is Jiuqing, who is in charge of the finances of the big cadres, and the sentencing and punishment of property are counted and the accomplices are traced, and they are not sloppy at all. During Shi Changqing's debriefing, the business was a mess, the hard work of deception and concealment was perfect, and the accounts were not leaky, if it weren't for Huaiyu's people who ventured into Shifu at night and found some clues, they took advantage of this to lead the snake out of the hole and catch his handle, but I am afraid that until now, I can't convict people because of the lack of evidence.

Yan Xilan said: "Shi Changqing's embezzlement of silver is probably more than one million. ”

Ji Jincheng's eyes flashed, and he snorted: "It's also in line with his insatiable nature." ”

"It's not that simple." Yan Xilan shook his head and said: "The amount of money is unknown, the whereabouts are unknown, and Weichen also came up with this guess after reading the account books of the previous years, compared with the ups and downs of the tax and salt transportation over the years. ”

After all, not everyone can be like Yan Xilan, looking at decades of account books one by one and comparing them. What is really difficult about this is not the daunting number of years, but the butterfly effect brought about by the fluctuation of currency over the years and the readjustment of the proportion of copper coins flowing into the market during this period.

As mentioned earlier, Yan Xilan has received elite education since he was a child, and at the age of nine, he began to contact the securities trading market to observe the international monetary policy, and dealt with dense numbers and various market charts every day, and also had the ability to draw inferences from one another, and he had never missed this piece.

Ji Jincheng couldn't be happy. The young man's skin is very white, but not poor, but has a jade-like luster, so when there is a little blemish on the top, it will be particularly noticeable. He looked at the deep green shadow under the eyes of the person opposite, and couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever rested in the past few days?" ”

Yan Xilan: "Xie Xià cares, there are." ”

The other party's low-eyed appearance made Ji Jincheng a little sad, he regarded the young man as his own, and saw that he worked so hard for himself, and it was impossible to say that he didn't feel it. But now that he is fledgling, he can only give him as much trust as possible, so that he can act with less concern.

He thought that in another year, when he would reach the age of fifteen, and the two public prisons would be abolished and the authority of the two public prisons would be withdrawn, and then he would no longer be as powerless as he is now, but would be able to go hand in hand with the youth.

"Therefore, Weichen thinks that Shi Changqing should still have an account book in his hand."

Yan Xilan's unhurried tone pulled back Ji Jincheng's thoughts, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Even if there is, this thing is not in his hands now." ”

Seeing that no one answered, he knew that the other party was willing to test himself, so the young man sat up straight and talked eloquently: "Shi Changqing is full of crimes, his family, wife and children have no chance to enjoy this money, and he is still hiding it until he dies, which can only prove one thing: this money is not for his own use, and it has been successfully transferred." Drive Jiuqing for his own use, the person behind this is obviously capable, and the matter of the ten ** fake accounts is also from his handwriting, so scheming the city, how could he not pick himself up when Shi Changqing was caught? And—"

He chuckled and continued: "Maybe even Shi Changqing's fate was arranged by the other party." ”

Ji Jincheng was only soft and soft when he encountered Yan Xilan's affairs, and the rest of the time he was very transparent.

Yan Xilan nodded: "There is no truly seamless plan in the world, and he is ready to abandon the car to protect the handsome." ”

"It's a ruthless one." Ji Jincheng muttered, and when he looked at the young man, his eyes faded from anger, and his dark pupils revealed a hint of the bright cunning of a young man. "It seems that Lan Xi has a plan in his heart."

Yan Xilan smiled: "Your Majesty is wise, you must have a success in your heart." ”

Ji Jincheng smiled and propped her cheeks to ask him for a reward.

Yan Xilan glanced at the hand that had been ravaged and never been freed, and then looked up at him: "Weichen still thinks that His Majesty has already made an advance." ”

Ji Jin made an inch: "How can this be counted." ”

Yan Xilan sighed and broke free from his hand: "Since Your Majesty doesn't like it, then Weichen will take it back." ”

Ji Jincheng: ......

Yan Xilan took the book on the table and looked at him with the kind eyes of a teacher looking at a naughty child: "After gossiping, Your Majesty, let's go to class." ”

Since the two had a heart-to-heart relationship four years ago, Yan Xilan would take advantage of the daily class to explain some important affairs and policies to Ji Jincheng, and spare no effort to cultivate him. He assigned Ji Jincheng two sets of homework, one was the eight-strand poetry on the surface, and the other was political and policy theory, which only the two of them and Zhang Changshi, who was in charge of covering, knew.

Although the homework is heavy, it is always for his good, on the other hand, Li Sheng is much more relaxed here, and Ji Jincheng also saw the clues, the other party seems to be pampered and connived, but in fact he has ulterior motives, and he teaches everything in the subset of history, so that you can't say that he is not, but he never pokes at the truth, let alone restricts his behavior, and sometimes even faintly induces him. has a heart or not, if Ji Jincheng is still the original Ji Jincheng, he will be on his way.

But now is not the time to move him. Although Li Sheng has great intentions and plans, he does have some means to deal with political affairs, and the powerful minister of the world is talking about this kind of person, so he must first stabilize him and maintain the status quo, otherwise, there will be endless internal and external troubles, and Ji Jincheng has no real power, which is equivalent to the fish and meat on the board to be slaughtered.

This person is stupid, and there are thousands of miles of hidden dangers, but there is only one person who can be trusted and can give him support and strength.

Ji Jincheng's heart moved slightly, and the emotions stirring in his chest were inexplicable, he instinctively felt dangerous, but he couldn't resist the desire to moths to the fire in the depths of his soul.

He left the young man for lunch, and dragged the person to the bed forcefully and unrefusably, and used the word sleep to suppress all the other party's attempts to resist.

The moment he hugged him from behind, Ji Jincheng could clearly feel the person in his arms stiffen, which was a reaction that he had never had before, no matter how he made physical contact with him before. The young man has always been too strategic, so that Ji Jincheng thinks that he is like this, and no one can make him lose his temper. Even now, the other party can immediately adjust their body and relax.

But for Ji Jincheng, just this moment was enough to make him feel bitter.

He didn't even know where this bitterness came from.

Who had hugged him in bed?

Who could leave a mark on his heart?

Ji Jincheng has the answer in his heart, every time he thinks about it four years ago, he feels disdainful and angry, and when he recalls it again four years later, he only feels that all kinds of flavors are sour and astringent. He subconsciously tightened his arms, trying to grab a sense of security from the dense and fitting texture.

Now he's mine. He thought.

I only have him.

When Yan Xilan woke up, it was already afternoon.

He hadn't slept like this for a long time, and he felt a lot more refreshed.

Ji Jincheng had already left, and the tentacles of the place where he had been lying on the bed were slightly cold, Yan Xilan got up and straightened his clothes, and saw Zhang Changzhi come in with a bowl of chilled mung bean lily soup.

"Lord Lin, this is what His Majesty ordered the old slave to prepare for the adult." Zhang Changshou smiled and handed the tray to the young man.

Yan Xilan smiled and thanked him, took Si Swen and ate slowly, listening to the old man who was more than half a hundred years old chattering about some old things, and at the end, the other party said sadly: "When the first emperor was dying, the old slave wanted to follow him, but it was the first emperor who stopped the old slave, saying that Prime Minister Li Cheng could not be trusted, and I was afraid that Lord Lin would be unable to support his solitary palm in the government and the opposition, so he asked the old slave to take care of His Majesty, and then cooperate with the adult inside and outside, and give convenience." Lu Yao knows the horsepower, and he has seen the hearts of the people for a long time, and the first emperor did not look at the wrong person. ”

The young man put down the porcelain spoon and was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said with a smile: "Zhang Chang praised falsely, the kindness of the first emperor has always been remembered in his heart and dare not forget, and he is a courtier, so he should do his part for this country." ”

Zhang Changzhi wanted to speak and stopped, and finally turned into a sigh, "Lord Lin has been ...... all these years. Great work. ”

Yan Xilan knew in his heart that he probably saw a thing or two of Emperor Wen's thoughts.

The atmosphere was really a little dull, and both of them wanted to end the topic, so they chatted a few words to finish, and then found an excuse to leave.

There is still a big Buddha waiting for him in the prefect's mansion.

As soon as Yan Xilan arrived at the house, he learned about Li Sheng's visit from the porter.

"When did he come?" Yan Xilan turned his steps and walked towards the garden, where the Big Buddha was waiting.

The little guy was a little timid: "An hour ago." ”

Yan Xilan calculated, the other party probably came just after lunch, and saw the housekeeper Lin Song coming here from a distance, so he asked the little girl to continue to go back to watch the door.

Lin Song has been given the surname of the master since his ancestors, serving the Lin family, and is a loyal servant who has served for several generations, and can be seen by the master family, and his ability is naturally passable. After the meeting, Yan Xilan asked: "Does Li Sheng have any intentions?" ”

Lin Song shook his head and said: "The Prime Minister has been waiting for this for a long time, and he must have something important to come to the master's house, but looking at his face, he is not very annoyed, his eyebrows are stretched and his eyes are worry-free, the old slave is incompetent, and he really can't guess the mind of this adult." ”

Yan Xilan patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, if he can teach people to guess, he won't be able to sit in his current position." ”

So, what exactly is Li Sheng here for?

The main owner turned around and said with a smile: "I don't know if Lord Lin is willing to enjoy the light and play a game of chess together?" ”