On the side, Song Jinghe secretly looked at the two of them quietly, and faintly hoped that the emperor could punish Song Zhancheng fiercely, at least the relationship between him and Song Zhancheng would be worse.

Hearing this, Song Zhancheng couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, took a step to the side, bowed and replied in a deep voice: "The Ministry of Industry Shangshu should not add a false charge to this king." Father, the son had serious things to do at that time, because the people who needed to discuss insisted on meeting in the place of fireworks and willow lane, the son had to do the things entrusted by the father and the emperor, and the son stayed for a quarter of an hour and returned to the palace of the prince of Jin. ”

Song Zhancheng paused and continued: "The ministers entrusted by my father to sort out the civil taxes and those things that corrupt the law, the sons have already done it, and they are just about to report to the emperor, but the secretary of the Ministry of Industry has opened his mouth before the ministers. ”

After speaking, he took out the list of corrupt officials from his sleeve and presented it together with the detailed manual of private taxation, and raised his eyes and hooked his lips mockingly when he passed by the Ministry of Industry halfway.

On the other side, Ye Shangshu and the prince's faces were dark, but they didn't expect this to be the case, and when they went back, they chopped off the group of shadow detectives with long eyes and long heads.

Hearing this, the emperor flipped through the list and manual in his hand, laughed and praised: "He is really worthy of being my son, and his ability to do things and when I was young, I was very happy." ”

"However, next time, don't go to such a place, it will ruin your identity as Prince Jin."

"Yes." Song Zhancheng lowered his head and responded.

The emperor glanced at the Ministry of Industry Shangshu standing in the lower left, frowned and smiled, and said lukewarmly: "Aiqing, next time I will report it after I get the facts." ”

Ye Shangshu opened his mouth and couldn't say anything, so he had to endure it.

"Father, the son still has something to understand." Song Zhancheng smiled coldly, if he wanted to get him, he had to weigh whether he had that strength first, and continued: "Isn't a strip on Baili Street under the jurisdiction of Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, according to Erchen's investigation, there are countless refugees there, and the common people live in poverty due to the long-term payment of high taxes, but it is those entertainment venues where fireworks and willow alleys are rich in income, and the officials who collect the people's fat and ointment also appear there most frequently, Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, how do you explain it?" ”

The emperor's face became gloomy every time he heard a sentence, and he held back his anger and looked at the Ministry of Industry and Shangshu coldly, hoping that he could give an explanation.

Every word here is enough to condemn him to death.

Ye didn't expect things to turn around so quickly, and suddenly his body fell to his knees and lay on the ground, "Wronged, Your Majesty, Ministers are wronged, you don't know anything about this kind of thing, Your Majesty, please be clear." ”

Song Jinghe saw that things were developing in an unknown direction, so he hurriedly came out and said: "Father, Erchen also knows a little about this matter, but Erchen also heard that there are countless wealthy businessmen in Baili Street and other places, and his small Ministry of Industry Shangshu will really take care of it a little hard, and if you don't pay attention to it, you may end up offending people, please Father Mingjian." ”

A certain Ministry of Industry Shangshu was kneeling on the ground tremblingly, afraid that he would lose his head if he was not careful, "Yes, please Your Majesty, Weichen is really unintentional and weak, and the minister is guilty." ”

The emperor frowned, and then rubbed his eyebrows, how did Baili Street become like this, it was still under his nose, it was really ridiculous.

"Even so, if you, as the party in charge, know that the jurisdiction is weak but do not report it and let it prevail, it is also a crime with one degree, a fine of three years, and the responsibility of the jurisdiction will be taken over by the Prince of Jin."

"Retreat."

Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry looked up at Song Zhancheng's expression that seemed to be smiling, gritted his teeth, and did not dare to say anything more, and went straight back to Shangshu Mansion.

The prince also left with a gloomy face, but he didn't expect that in the end it was Song Zhancheng who picked up the cheap, although the Baili Street was chaotic, it was a rich area, and its management could be said to be able to get a lot of benefits, which was really worth the loss.

Song Zhancheng returned to the palace of Prince Jin and told Foshan about it, and Foshan was also very happy, and couldn't help but dissipate the momentum of the princelings, and they also got a lot of benefits.

Song Zhancheng has been focusing on investigating the Ministry of Industry since that night, before he turned a blind eye, but now he just happened to be able to grasp this handle, they thought they were doing those dirty things he didn't know, robbing the people's daughters, and letting the gambling kilns in the brothels of Qinglou prevail, and extracting huge profits from them, ho.

Although the Baili Street is chaotic, as long as you negotiate the basic relationship with those wealthy businessmen and nobles, you can use the title of Prince Jin to suppress people, and you can always get an improvement or two.

It's time to sort out the miasma.

The time is close to the same, before Mengxi was sent by Cheng Jingyun to understand the current situation in Yiguo, and the news she brought back was that Song Zhancheng, who had military merits, gradually gained a firm foothold in the court, anyway, the princelings couldn't do anything for the time being, and Song Zhancheng also took the opportunity to grab his handle and suppress it back.

Cheng Jingyun also learned about Na Luojiu in her letter to Song Zhancheng recently, and couldn't help sighing, she didn't expect such a big event to happen in the Jin Prince's Mansion since she left, which is no different from her side.

However, is this because there is no one in the backyard of Prince Jin's mansion now?

Cheng Jingyun couldn't help but sit up when she thought of this, Ye Xushuang died, Luo Jiu was sent back to her own division to be punished, and it seemed that the two women in Song Zhancheng's backyard were gone.

That......

Cheng Jingyun's eyes flashed when she thought about this, a different emotion rose from the bottom of her heart, and the thing he said about marrying her as a wife at the border that day came to her mind came to mind, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly.

It's really thinking of who will appear, and it's also the saying that Cao Cao Cao will arrive, but Jingyun didn't say it, but kept thinking about it.

The sound of the wings quickly stirring came, and Cheng Jingyun looked up at the rapidly approaching white spot, pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing.

She raised her hand to let the pigeon land on her left forearm, took out the note from the corridor, and hurriedly opened it—

Everything is very good, but the birthday banquet of the Wing Emperor, you don't need to worry.

Think.

Cheng Jingyun bent her eyebrows when she saw the last word, and then took a piece of osmanthus cake from the bluestone table on the side and took a bite gently, it seemed to be sweeter than before, the aroma was pleasant, and it was really sweet.

"Sister Cheng."

"Sister Cheng!"

As soon as Mengxi came to the courtyard, she saw that her sister Cheng's face was slightly red and rippling, and her watery eyes were so quietly looking at the piece of osmanthus cake in her hand, as if she was looking at some lover, and the gentleness in her eyes was about to drown in it.

Belch.

Cheng Jingyun suddenly came back to her senses, and saw Mengxi's unhappy eyes on the side, so she could put down the pastry in her hand and cough lightly, I am afraid that her expression just now was looked at by this little girl.

"What's wrong?"

"Sister Cheng, according to what I found before, the Emperor of the Wing Kingdom seems to be about to have a birthday, and he is working hard to prepare for the birthday banquet over there."

Cheng Jingyun nodded and said that she knew, is the Yihuang birthday banquet......