The two of them rummaged together, and after a while, there was still no result.

Song Wanfeng rested on the edge of the table tiredly, wiping the thin sweat on her forehead with her sleeve.

In the previous life, the treasury was empty for a while, and Chu Mohan took out a large amount of money to the emperor, ostensibly to mortgage the money for gold, silver, brocade and other items, but unintentionally she found that those things were just hidden.

But why is Chu Mohan so rich?

Thinking that Chu Mohan was out for money before, and even wanted to make black money such as medicinal materials for treating the plague, what about selling illicit salt? Does it have something to do with him?

Glancing out, a half-burned letter was pressing in a corner under the desk.

"Ziyu!" The table was made of solid wood, which was a bit of a struggle for the thin evening breeze.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Ziyu walked over while asking, and also saw the half of the letter, Chu Ziyu took out the letterhead and looked at it carefully.

It should be too short of time, and someone came halfway through the burn, threw it on the ground and stepped on it to extinguish the fire, and then half-lifted the table and hid it.

Song Wanfeng took the letter paper and placed it on the table to smooth it out.

“... Already exposed, they... You must not. You... Burn down, put... Illicit salt and money .... Beijing, you wait and see what happens. ”

Wait and see?

Shipped to the capital?

Chu Mohan has always been cautious in doing things, this is not his own handwriting, but he still feels from the words that this is his tone.

No wonder, Peng Zhensheng was so fearless that he dared to hunt down and kill the prince and the princess.

"This matter must have something to do with Chu Mohan." Song Wanfeng said firmly.

"How are you sure?" Chu Ziyu looked at this half of the letter and had no thoughts, but Song Wanfeng had a suspicious object, and he was impressed.

This little girl is amazing.

"People in the capital still have channels to get out of illicit salt. Peng Zhensheng fled at this time because of a sentence to wait and see, but what can make him so sure that person can save himself? ”

Song Wanfeng's tone was flat and a little bit of inference.

"Because of that man, his status is extremely high. Even if he commits the great crime of killing his head, the emperor will not easily touch him. Chu Ziyu continued, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Since that person has always been in contact with Peng Zhensheng, he must know his identity with Song Wanfeng, and it is really bold to dare to kill him like this.

"At present, only the second prince and the fourth prince who just blocked the sword for the emperor have such confidence. The second prince is simple-minded, if my guess is right, it should be the fourth prince Chu Mohan. Song Wanfeng finished her conjecture.

Chu Ziyu rubbed the letter paper and secretly thought about the countermeasures in the future.

After a while, he spoke, "Peng Zhensheng is now dead to that person can save him, and he can't wait for us to send him back to the capital." We shouldn't be able to ask anything. But General Qi's letter must have been delivered, otherwise, I will repair a letter, and the returning soldiers will bring it back to General Qi in a while, and press people in Chaoye City. ”

"It's a good idea, the envoy of the Qi State is coming soon, and we will leave soon. You hand over our guess and this half of the letter to Mr. Qi, and he will be able to find out the answer. In addition, we will leave some of our soldiers in Haicheng and wait for the emperor to send someone to take over before withdrawing. Song Wanfeng said after thinking about it.

Indeed, they don't have time now, and the best person to investigate is the old general Qi who still has troops in Haicheng.

When Chu Ziyu finished writing the letter, he handed it to a group of returning soldiers.

Seeing Peng Zhensheng's hideous face in the cage, he jumped into the prisoner car in three steps, and said with a hippie smile, "Old Pixiu, now you have become a prisoner." Let you chase and kill, who gives you the courage. ”

"Poof." Luzhu couldn't help laughing when she saw Peng Zhensheng's face turned into a pig's liver color.

Song Wanfeng couldn't help but smile on the corner of her mouth, Chu Ziyu's childlike behavior really hit his laugh.

"Zhou Shi, prepare the carriage, we will go to meet the envoy of the Qi country." Chu Ziyu looked at the army in the distance, was in a good mood, and commanded loudly to Zhou Yan.

"Okay." With an answer, several people embarked on a long journey again.

"Feng'er Feng'er, do you see if this looks good." Chu Ziyu took a jade hairpin and said to Song Wanfeng.

A few people arrived at the border a day ago, but someone came to report that there was a princess among the visiting envoys who had never been far away. Rough and domineering by nature, the thin skin and tender meat can't withstand the long journey, and the originally planned three-day journey has been dragged to six days, and it has not yet arrived.

Chu Ziyu had no interest in other women, and since the people hadn't arrived yet, he took Song Wanfeng to go around the east and west.

"Feng'er, this is so suitable for you, I bought it!" Chu Ziyu held a simple and elegant silver hairpin, which was very in line with Song Wanfeng's temperament.

Song Wanfeng watched Chu Ziyu take out the money, and the boss packed it. Silently turned his head, only to find that the grass, dewdrops, glass, and Zhou Yan's people carried dozens of bags of things in their hands, and instantly supported their foreheads.

Doesn't it mean that women like to buy things, how can Chu Ziyu buy more than himself.

But if you think about it carefully, you can find that these are all the clothes that Chu Ziyu bought for Song Wanfeng, rouge gouache, etc.

"Chu Ziyu, come here." Song Wanfeng beckoned to Chu Ziyu.

Chu Ziyu, who heard his wife's call, rushed over with a trot and threw himself on Song Wanfeng's body, almost tripping her up.

After the two stood firm, Song Wanfeng glanced at Chu Ziyu coquettishly, and the tips of her ears were slightly red.

"Don't buy it, it's a bumpy journey back to Beijing, so it's better to bring fewer things." Song Wanfeng said.

But Chu Ziyu looked at Song Wanfeng's red ears, and had a bad thought in his heart, "I am you, you don't let you buy it, you won't let you buy it, call Xianggong to listen." ”

Song Wanfeng was very annoyed.

Chu Ziyu said a little loudly, and even the shopkeeper looked at them jokingly while packing things.

With so many people watching, what can I do?

"Xianggong." Song Wanfeng lowered her head and shouted in a low voice, with a slight taste of gnashing her teeth.

Chu Ziyu also accepted it when he saw it, and he didn't buy anything all the way around.

"Your Excellency." A soldier ran over and shouted to halt the progress of several people.

"What's wrong?" Chu Ziyu asked.

"There's a word from ahead... News, the envoys of Qi are hurrying... It's almost there, please sir... Back to the post station to preside over the overall situation. The soldier panted.

Several people followed the soldiers back to the post station, rested for a while, put on the court clothes to welcome the envoy, and went to the border to close the city gate, waiting for the arrival of the envoy of Qi.

"Push harder, haven't you eaten!" A shrill voice followed the convoy.

Presumably this is the brutal and willful princess of Qi Kingdom.

"Phew."

The coachman pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.

A few palace maid-like people cautiously walked to the carriage, "Princess, please get out of the carriage." ”

Although the princess of the Qi Kingdom was impatient, she still remembered her father's advice before leaving, opened the curtain with a full of anger, and walked out of the carriage.

Under the ink of this princess, the three princes of Qi had already gotten out of the car and sorted out their clothes.

The two walked to the front of Yu Ren and Song Wanfeng, and the third prince spoke, "This prince Qi Peiying and her sister Qi Peicui came to visit. ”

"The third prince is polite, I am Chu Ziyu, the prince of Lin'an, this is my wife, Song Wanfeng, the county lord of my country, as a national reception, welcome your arrival." Chu Ziyu introduced.

Qi Peiying's eyes lit up when she saw Song Wanfeng wearing the county lord's costume beside her. Although he quickly retracted back, he was still captured by Chu Ziyu.

No, there is another lady who robs him, why is his wife so popular.

Qi Peicui stared at Chu Ziyu, her eyes naked, as if she wanted to see him through.

Song Wanfeng was also speechless, first Zhao Xuanzhi, followed by his two younger sisters, and now there is another princess of Qi Kingdom, wave after wave, a little tired.

"Please also Brother Qi, the princess will get in the car first, the boat is tired, let's go back to the post station for a while. I have ordered to go down and make a reception banquet for the prince and princess. Chu Ziyu said.

"Shizi is really thoughtful." Qi Peiying complimented.

Song Wanfeng looked at Qi Peicui's naked gaze, and was full of jealousy, wishing to throw this princess back to Qi directly.

"We'll show you the way first." Chu Ziyu took Song Wanfeng's hand and turned around and got into his carriage.

The princess of the Qi Kingdom looked at the hands held by the two, was slightly unhappy, shook off the hand of the maid who came to support, and got into the carriage angrily.

The carriage stopped, and several people went in according to their assigned rooms to wash.

"Knock knock." Chu Ziyu knocked on Song Wanfeng's door.

"Who?" Song Wanfeng put down the comb in her hand and asked as she walked.

"You're a good man." With Chu Ziyu's deep voice, Song Wanfeng opened the door and was suddenly embraced by him.

Chu Ziyu kicked the door with his foot, looked at the little wife in his arms, and his face was already red into a red apple.

"Seriously, what are you doing here?" Song Wanfeng pushed Chu Ziyu's chest away and adjusted her breathing.

"Seeing that the three princes are interesting to you, you have a deep sense of crisis, come and be jealous." Chu Ziyu quipped.

"You still have a deep sense of crisis, then the princess is staring at you so straight, I don't know how to hide it, I should be jealous." Song Wanfeng remembered the princess's eyes and said indignantly.

"Yo, but I can't fit any other woman in my eyes except you. I didn't even see her look at me, and the lady was discouraged. Chu Ziyu rarely saw Song Wanfeng jealous, and he was inexplicably happy in his heart.

"Let's go, let's go down, we have to deal with those two." Chu Ziyu pinched Song Wanfeng's face and coaxed.

Qi Peiying, Qi Peicui and others went downstairs early, and saw Chu Ziyu and Song Wanfeng coming out of the same room, and their faces were visibly unhappy.

"The prince is really inseparable from the county lord." Qi Peiying quipped.

"Let the prince smile." Chu Ziyu was not polite at all to the people who coveted his capable woman, and after he went back, he said to Zhou Yan, "Notify the kitchen and serve the food." ”

Zhou Yan turned to leave, and soon, exquisite dishes came up one after another.

"Brother, I'm going to sit on your side."

The table was a long table, Chu Ziyu sat on the main seat, Qi Peiying sat on Chu Ziyu's left hand, and Song Wanfeng and Qi Peicui sat on Chu Ziyu's right hand.

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