The dragon boat race on the Yudai River is in full swing.

The five teams wore red, purple, green, black and blue uniforms, each with their sleeves rolled up to their arms, revealing their muscular arms, sweat on their bodies like raindrops, and their faces were red, making the competition on the field particularly fierce.

Xie Yanhe held the golden bottle in her hand, which was the mash that Wei Zhao personally added to her, she took a sip slowly, and said with disgust: "It's not as good as Fufang Drink, and it's not as good as lychee brewing." ”

"The wine I poured myself makes you so disgusted. It seems that it is time for the superintendent of the Wine and Vinegar Bureau to change. Wei Zhao took Xie Yanhe and took a sip of the mash and drank it without hesitation.

Wei Jin looked at it coldly, a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his lips, and the fingers holding the wine bottle continued to tighten.

This time, Chen Rong did not persuade again. Her eyes were red, and her teeth were rattling. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Chen Rong would probably have risen up directly and painted the faces of Xie Yan and that slut.

"Your Majesty, I have a candidate here to recommend."

Xie Yanhe saw that the wine cup in front of Wei Zhao was empty, so he personally held the pot and filled the cup for him.

"Oh?" Wei Zhao was joking: "Who do you want to recommend to me?" ”

"Your Majesty, I'm going to ask Manager Feng." Xie Yan blinked with a pair of peach blossom eyes and said sweetly.

Feng Hui didn't expect that the county lord of Yonghe would give him such a big favor. The supervisor of this wine and vinegar bureau can be ranked in the top five positions among the 24 divisions.

Sitting in this position in the past was the brother of Zhang Desong, the confidant of His Royal Highness the Prince, although Feng Hui had been enthusiastic about the position of the superintendent for a long time, he did not dare to offend the prince of the dynasty and the future son of heaven, so he had to temporarily give up this piece of fat.

Now that the county lord of Yonghe has handed the benefits to his mouth, if he refuses again, wouldn't it be "God will take it and suffer the blame".

Feng Hui's mind was racing, he took a step forward, and said respectfully: "Back to Your Majesty, the little apprentice of the slave who is not a weapon is on an errand in the Wine and Vinegar Bureau." Although he has no talent, he can make a syrup. The county lord's favorite Fufang drink, lotus stamen, mulberry wine and Luofu Chun, the slave will send a few jars to the county lord every year to taste. ”

When Wei Zhao heard this, he scolded Feng Hui with a smile: "You Diao slave, you dare to take my imperial wine as a favor." I don't know when there was a giant rat in the palace! ”

Wei Jin's eyes moved. Feng Hui, a dog minion, is used to watching dishes and dishes, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate today. The father is the most disgusted person who favoritism and fraud, and fills his own pockets.

This Feng Hui only knew how to curry favor with the county lord of Yonghe, but now he happened to hit the muzzle of his father's gun. Wei Jin hid the schadenfreude in his eyes.

It's just that Wei Jin is doomed to disappointment.

Feng Hui was an old servant who had followed Wei Zhao since he was in the palace, and he was opposite to the emperor day and night, so he couldn't see that the emperor was not angry.

The county lord of Yonghe is the eye bead of His Majesty, and he takes the county lord of Yonghe as the first everywhere, and His Majesty will know his loyalty in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, the slave makes his own opinion, please punish Your Majesty." Feng Hui said words of pleading, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Xie Yanhe didn't miss the glint in the prince's eyes waiting to see a good show, she snorted lightly, and said angrily to Wei Zhaojiao: "Your Majesty is really stingy, just a few jars of wine, Your Majesty can't be reluctant?!" ”

Wei Zhao chuckled: "When did I say that I was reluctant?" ”

Wei Zhao was still playing with Xie Yanhe, but when he saw the prince suddenly get up, he said with a serious face: "Father, the son thinks that there are no rules. Feng Hui took advantage of his position to cooperate with the internal servants of the Wine and Vinegar Bureau to steal the imperial wine in the palace, even if there was a reason, it should be dealt with in accordance with the palace rules to set the record straight. ”

Xie Yan and his eyelashes drooped, covering the sarcasm in a pair of wonderful eyes. Wei Jin is too anxious! As everyone knows, the more impatient a person is, the easier it is to make mistakes.

Xie Yan and Mei's eyes looked forward to it, and glanced at Feng Hui, who lowered his eyebrows. The knife itself has been handed over. The rest depends on whether Feng Hui can grasp this opportunity.

As the saying goes, once a son of heaven is a courtier. If the crown prince successfully ascends the throne, Feng Hui can go to guard the spirit of the first emperor, which will be the best end!

The crown prince suddenly stood up at the banquet, although only the close clan could hear what the prince said, but the rest of the courtiers guessed from the prince's face that it was a bad thing.

It's just that a big banquet like the Pangu Festival, and in front of hundreds of civil and military officials, the prince suddenly made a fuss, which really damaged the dignity of the prince of a country.

As for the clans that are close, including Princess Fuqing, who doesn't feel that the prince is dizzy!

Feng Hui is a celebrity in front of His Majesty. This son is forced to be Lao Tzu's henchman. What's to be done? Ascend the throne early?!

Wei Zhao was silent, he held the wine bottle, and slowly drank the wine in the glass, but no one could guess his thoughts.

Princess Fuqing hooked her lips silently, and said slowly: "Brother Huang is reasonable. This slave really can't be connived at. It's just that the county lord of Yonghe is also one of them, according to the opinion of the imperial brother, how should it be handled? ”

Princess Fuqing's question was extremely acute.

Even if some people didn't see it through before, today's palace banquet made them see His Majesty's mind clearly.

His Majesty clearly cherishes the county lord of Yonghe, and does not shy away from it at all. Princess Fuqing is roasting the prince on the fire!

How could Wei Jin not know Princess Fuqing's temperament for fear that the world would not be chaotic. His eyes lowered slightly, and he said in a calm tone: "Those who don't know are not guilty." The county lord of Yonghe may not know the origin of these imperial wines. ”

The prince seems to be exonerating the county lord of Yonghe, but a "Xu is" is very subtle, and it becomes another meaning in the ears.

There was a surging mockery in the field, His Royal Highness the Prince, the county lord of Yonghe and Princess Fuqing personally went down, and the two sides were clearly distinguished, but the emperor did not say anything. This makes the situation even more intriguing.

Feng Hui felt a chill in his heart. This is really "people don't hurt the tiger, and the tiger hurts people's hearts"!

Feng Hui asked himself, he has always been respectful to the East Palace, but sometimes he has to act according to His Majesty's wishes. I didn't expect it to be like this, and I have to be hated by the prince! The prince of a country, with such a small amount of energy, it is no wonder that His Majesty is becoming more and more impatient with the crown prince.

On the one hand, there is the prince who has a bad relationship with him, and on the other hand, the county lord of Yonghe, who has formed a good relationship, and fools know how to choose.

Feng Hui did not hesitate and made his choice.

"Your Majesty, the slave has a word, and I hope Your Majesty will be gentle." Feng Hui bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

On the main seat, Wei Zhao's expression did not distinguish between joy and anger, and a pair of ink eyes were dark and dark, as if the deep sea had gathered countless undercurrents.

"Say." Wei Zhao's tone was extremely light, more like the calm before the storm.

Feng Hui's face showed a touch of bitterness, he bowed his head to the ground, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty." Since the county lord of Yonghe left the palace, the servants would send a few jars of newly brewed imperial wine from the wine and vinegar bureau to the county lord every year. The first two years went well. In the third year, Cheng Ji, the superintendent of the Wine and Vinegar Bureau, said...... But he said that there was no such old practice in the palace. Your Majesty, you have every opportunity, and the slave does not dare to disturb Your Majesty because of such a trivial matter, so he took out his own silver and asked his apprentice Li Youfu to buy wine from the Wine and Vinegar Bureau......"

"Nonsense!" Before Feng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the angry prince.

He snapped, "What a clever man! If you hadn't lost your words today, there wouldn't have been an incident. What does it mean to buy wine with money? How can the things in the palace be bought and sold privately! What's more, the three divisions in the palace have always been in charge of Lone, why has Lone never seen this silver on the books?! ”

"Brother Huang is really rare and weird! In order to save the expenses in the palace, the father ordered that the palace weaving bureau, the wine and vinegar bureau, the hundred workshops, and the four divisions of the superintendent can sell inferior items to the officials of the clan, the nobles and the three grades or more. Princess Fuqing said unhurriedly.

All along, the crown prince has put all his thoughts and energy on the front court, and he really doesn't know that there are such rules in the palace. With a glance of his eyes, he couldn't help but look at the crown princess beside him.

Chen Rong smiled very reluctantly, she lowered her voice and said, "Your Highness, there is indeed such a law in the palace. ”

Wei Jin took a deep breath, Rao is the crown princess and cousin who really loves him, and he can't help but complain a little about Chen Rong at this moment.

Such a big thing, Rong'er has never mentioned it in her ears, and now she has made such a big joke. What's even more hateful is that it is still in front of civil and military officials!

Wei Jin could only forcibly endure the embarrassment in his heart, and said step by step: "Feng Hui! Even if the wine of the Wine and Vinegar Bureau can be bought and sold, it is still not included in your grade and status. What's more, you also cooperated with your own apprentices inside and outside, and embezzled the property in the palace without permission, according to the laws of the palace, you should be directly killed with a cane to set an example! ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's words are inappropriate." Xie Yanhe raised her finger and slowly smoothed the creases on her sleeves, and she said with a smile: "This imperial wine was not detained by Feng Hui privately, but sent to my mansion." The Marquis's Palace, isn't it among them? ”

With the county lord of Yonghe speaking for himself, Feng Hui has more confidence in his heart.

He respectfully bowed to the emperor and said with a look of trepidation: "Your Majesty, the slave is guilty. Cheng Ji, the supervisor of the Wine and Vinegar Bureau, once secretly colluded with the criminal minister Chen Ze to resell the imperial wine in the palace, and even made two sets of yin and yang account books...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was deceived by traitors and has been kept in the dark. The minion didn't want to say it. It's just that it involves the county lord of Yonghe, and the county lord can't be stigmatized with the slave because of the minions. ”

After Feng Hui finished speaking, he kowtowed to the emperor three times with a heavy face, with a respectful look waiting for the emperor to surrender.

Feng Hui's words are much more clever than the crown prince! He even played the state of compromise, seeking perfection into the bones.

At this point, the prince realized that he was led by Xie Yanhe and Feng Hui, step by step into the place set up by the two of them, but now it is difficult to get out.

Wei Jin secretly clenched his fists, the dark color in his eyes floated, and he sneered and said: "Since Cheng Ji sat in the position of the supervisor of the Wine and Vinegar Bureau seven years ago, he has been diligent, always cautious, and lonely in his eyes. Feng Hui, you sue Cheng Ji to fill his pockets, but there is evidence! ”

Feng Ying was in charge of arranging today's banquet, so he stood in a position not far from the emperor, so that it was convenient for the palace people to come and talk.

After his godfather Feng Hui confronted His Royal Highness the Prince, Feng Ying secretly kept an eye on it, and quietly recruited his godson and asked him to go to Li Youfu to get the evidence, which is now just coming in handy.

"Back to Your Majesty, the evidence is here, please preview it." Feng Hui took the evidence handed by the chamberlain and presented it with both hands.

Wei Zhao instructed Kong Siquan: "Present it." After a cursory glance, Wei Zhao rolled up the ledger in his hand and threw it hard in the direction of the prince!

Facing the emperor's anger, Wei Jin didn't dare to dodge, and was suddenly smashed in the face by the ledger that flew over.

Wei Zhao snorted coldly and said, "A small supervisor can also turn you around!" Prince, you are very good! ”