Mo Xiang summoned the maid beside him: "You go and tell the Seventh Prince, just say that I suddenly feel unwell and can't go to see him, and when my body is better, I will definitely make amends for the Seventh Prince in the future." ”

And the maid took the order, and went down.

On the other hand, when Zhou Shiyun and Cao Dong learned such a big news, they went to the prince's mansion as soon as possible and told Situ Wen about it.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, today we heard that this Seventh Prince connived at the killing of his guards, and the person he killed was still the son of the Prime Minister." Cao Dong said to Situ Wen, who was playing chess by himself in front of him.

"Yes, now this can be regarded as the Seventh Prince's handle in our hands!" Zhou Shiyun also told Situ Wen about this matter 1510.

Hearing the words of the two, Situ Wen, who was playing chess, dropped one of the pieces in his hand, raised his head and looked at the two with interest.

"Oh? Is what you're saying true? Situ Wen asked with some disbelief.

Zhou Shiyun and Cao Dong saluted very respectfully: "Naturally, it's true, it was said by Moxiang of the Oiran of Chunxiang Mansion himself."

This Chunxianglou Situ Wen naturally knows what the place is, and he also knows who the person behind this is, and he will not lie if he thinks about it.

"If that's the case, then there's a good show!" A smile appeared on Situ Wen's face.

Situ Xin and Prime Minister Ye Cheng are fighting in the nest, and they will reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"Yes, you two did a great job!" Situ Wen praised the two.

On the other side, Prime Minister Ye Cheng, who returned from Chunxianglou, thought that his son was dead, and now he already knew the murderer, but he couldn't do anything, and he was even more heartbroken.

"Wu'er, it's all daddy useless, daddy can't avenge you!" Looking at the spiritual position in front of him, Prime Minister Ye Cheng burst into tears.

Pity him for being such a son, and leave him like this.

Prime Minister Ye Cheng, who was originally high-spirited, is now also sad about this, and his temples are white.

"Son, Daddy will definitely avenge you!" Prime Minister Ye's eyes were sharp and full of ruthlessness.

No matter what, he was going to make that man pay a terrible price.

In the deep cold of the night, Prime Minister Ye leaned on the side of the spiritual seat, constantly getting drunk.

Early the next morning, Prime Minister Ye Cheng went to the morning court in a daze.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Prime Minister Ye Cheng has become a lot haggard, and the people who are officials in the same dynasty can't help but mutter a few words when they look at Prime Minister Ye like this, sighing.

"Prime Minister Ye!"

At this time, the crown prince Situ Wen happened to collide with Ye Chengxiang, and Situ Wen saluted Ye Chengxiang.

When the people around him saw that it was the prince, they saluted one after another.

Prime Minister Ye didn't expect Situ Wen to salute himself, although he was immersed in grief, he hadn't forgotten the proper etiquette, and hurriedly saluted.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has tormented the old minister." Prime Minister Ye Cheng saluted.

"Prime Minister Ye Cheng must have been worried about the affairs of his son recently, and asked Prime Minister Ye Cheng to mourn." After saying a few words, Situ Wen walked into the court.

The hour had come, and the emperor walked in and sat on the dragon chair that everyone was envious, jealous, and wanted to snatch, and looked at the ministers below and began to talk about what had happened during this time.

Then he set his eyes on Prime Minister Ye Cheng.

"Prime Minister Ye!" The emperor's voice was full of majesty.

When Prime Minister Ye heard this, he hurriedly stood up: "Your Majesty." He bowed respectfully.

"Prime Minister Ye, you can be guilty!" The emperor was furious.

All the courtiers were jumped, and they all made promises, for fear of getting into trouble.

When Prime Minister Ye heard this, he hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty." ”

"Prime Minister Ye, as the prime minister of a country, you should set an example, think about the people, and benefit the people! But what about you? Stockpiling grain privately, selling it at a high price for ill-gotten gains, ignoring the life and death of the people, you are in vain to be the prime minister! ”

Hearing the emperor's words, Prime Minister Ye Cheng was even more arrogant and didn't dare to make a sound.

I only heard the emperor continue: "I think your position as prime minister is also coming to an end, it's time to say goodbye to the old man and return to his hometown!" ”

Obviously, this is to abolish his position as prime minister.

"Father, although the Prime Minister has made mistakes, and he has done a lot of wrong things this time, he has also done a lot of things to help the court and the people before, so it's better to be light!"

Just when Prime Minister Ye Cheng felt desperate and thought that his position as prime minister was coming to an end, he suddenly heard a voice sound.

Prime Minister Ye looked at the man, and never thought that the person who helped him speak would be the crown prince Situ Wen, but the Seventh Prince, whom he had always respected, had no intention of helping him speak.

I was disheartened for a while, but I was also moved.

On the other side, Song Miaomiao was studying a book in her room, and saw Chi Ya walk in at this time, with an excited look on her face.

Looking at her appearance at this time, Song Miaomiao knew that the matter had been done.

"Sister-in-law, you are really good, the method you told me is so effective, now I can make my own decisions about my marriage!" Chi Ya came to Song Miaomiao's side and told Song Miaomiao the good news.

"Really? That's great, you're going to have to find a wishful husband for yourself in the future! Song Miaomiao also had a smile on her face, blessing Chi Ya, looking happy for her.

It's all just in my own plan.

It's just that Chi Ya doesn't know anything, and when she thinks that her marriage will no longer be at the mercy of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she is happy from the inside out.

Suddenly thinking of something, Chi Ya handed the things in her hand to Song Miaomiao.

"Sister-in-law, this is your favorite osmanthus cake, I specially went to the west of the city to buy it for you, and I queued for a long time, which can be regarded as my expression of gratitude to you." Chi Ya said.

Looking at the osmanthus cake placed on the table, I can smell the faint fragrance of osmanthus floating in the air.

It's really the pastry of the house in the west of the city.

"Sister Chi Ya really has a heart, then I will accept this heart!" Song Miaomiao said with a smile, signaling the winter ink beside her to put it away.

Seeing Song Miaomiao accept this pastry, Chi Ya's heart was even more happy.

This also means that Song Miaomiao accepted her gratitude.

"Then Chi Ya won't bother her sister-in-law." After speaking, Chi Ya got up and saluted, and then left.

Looking at Chi Ya's departing figure, the corners of Song Miaomiao's mouth also showed a smile.

Thinking about what happened in Chunxiang Building, now Prime Minister Ye Cheng is only afraid that he has completely broken with the Seventh Prince.

As for the crown prince Situ Wen, he must have known about this matter and will definitely take action, and this is all her plan.

"Take the osmanthus cake and eat it!" Song Miaomiao waved her hand at Dongmo.

Dongmo's eyes lit up as soon as he heard this, and he hurriedly thanked him.

"It seems that Prime Minister Ye is going to become a lackey of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Song Miaomiao smiled, picked up the book in front of her and continued to look at it.