In the side hall of the mourning hall, Ye Shouchen has been completely subdued by Wan Ziyang, and the facts are already in front of him, and the defeat of the Ye family is inevitable.

The housekeeper of the Ye Mansion who was standing quietly in the corner hurriedly retreated quietly, he had also accumulated a lot of money over the years, and it was almost too late to run away now.

The housekeeper is different from the domestic servant, the domestic servant is a slave, and even if he escapes, there is no good end, but he is a good person, and the good people can live wherever they flee with their money.

Mr. Bookkeeper is also an understanding person, he doesn't want to wade into the muddy waters of Yefu anymore, this former teacher is sour and does not want to take more copper plates from Yefu, he calculated his monthly money by himself, took his only two clothes, and quietly walked out of the back door of Yefu.

In the back kitchen of Yefu, Zhuer found a reason to buy and went out of the back door of Yefu.

With a strong sense of vigilance, he only walked two intersections before he found Shu Bai's traces.

That little white face who looks like a little guy has been following him all the time, and I don't know what his intentions are?

Zhu Er suddenly quickened his pace, the alley in front of him was a dead end, he quickly dodged in, hid under the bamboo basket at the mouth of the alley, and he waited for Shu Bai to run in from the mouth of the alley.

Shu Bai, who had done light work, landed in the middle of the alley in just three or five steps, and he saw Zhu Er hiding in the bamboo basket with a chicken thief on his face.

Zhu Er kept glancing in the direction of the alley, and Shu Bai leisurely stepped forward and slammed the bamboo basket.

Before Takeuji, who was already surprised, could react, he had already swallowed the small black pill, and he hurriedly put his fingers into his throat to induce vomiting.

Shu Bai stepped forward and grabbed his hands.

"What did you give me?"

"It's nothing special, it's just a poison."

"You're sick, it's the first time we've met."

"Isn't this to get you acquainted with me sooner? If I don't poison you, I'm afraid you won't remember me. ”

"Then you're welcome." Zhu Er, whose hands were firmly bound, kicked up suddenly, and Shu Bai hurriedly let go of his hand in order to protect his life.

The silver light flickered, the dagger shot out quickly, and Shu Bai rolled over to dodge.

"Why is the little brother in such a hurry? I haven't said what kind of poison this is, have I? ”

Shu Bai smiled indifferently, but his eyes were fixed on Zhu Er's movements.

"As long as you are willing to listen to me, I promise you will not die."

"Why should I believe you?"

"Of course you can not believe me, but you can't beat me, you can't kill me, you either listen to me and fight for a chance to survive, or wait for death."

Looking at each other, Zhu Er, who was thinking twice, nodded slightly.

"Contact me with this in the future, and I'll give you the first antidote in seven days." Shu Bai threw out a tightly sealed bamboo tube and walked away with the wind shadow.

Nowadays, people are really easy to deceive, and a mud pill can be bluffed, but there is a lot less trouble.

Ye Shouchen was locked up by Wan Ziyang in the empty room closest to the side hall, and Yuan Mingxuan hurriedly sent the weakened Yuan Mingxi back to Jiangzhou.

The guards of the Yuan Mansion rushed to Liyang with Wan Ziyang's secret music and key witness anthers.

The Ye Mansion has lost a male master, and the housekeeper and the bookkeeper have suddenly disappeared, and the astute people have already guessed a little, the Ye family will be defeated, and these people who sold themselves into slavery will soon change masters.

One day seven days later, the sky in Jinzhou was light and blue.

The chubby woman was walking in the market with a vegetable basket, today was a rare sunny day in winter, just suitable for shopping and recreation, but there was no joy on her face, she was worried, and she paced slowly.

"A few days ago, I also said that the lady was lucky, obviously in the outer room, and picked up a seat for the lady of the main room for nothing."

It was Grandma Wang, who loved to chew the root of her tongue the most, who was talking about the Ye family, and the slightly chubby woman immediately paused.

The skin of the melon seeds flies. "This Ye family is not right from the roots, the only son of his family killed his own mother to please his mother-in-law, and he is also a white-eyed wolf."

"So the news of the present world is here, don't you think the son of the Ye family is dead? I heard that it was the lady in the outer room who did it. ”

Mrs. Zhang, who was originally loud, suddenly lowered her voice: "I heard that lady hanged herself last night." ”

"Then Ye Zhizhou is not extinct from now on?" The chubby woman suddenly spoke.

"What about Zhizhou, he is already a commoner, he previously privately increased the tax in Jinzhou in order to collect grain, and this time he found out together, this Ye family is already a commoner."

"Even the common people are not as good, the children of the good family can still participate in the scientific examination, but the Ye family was banned from the scientific examination after that." Mrs. Zhang hurriedly grabbed the conversation.

"There is no queen for this Ye family." The chubby woman's face was a little frustrated, her face was already pale and she looked haggard, she quietly withdrew, and turned around and went home with the empty vegetable basket.

His confused daughter finally died in order to cling to the Ye family.

Winter is getting stronger day by day, the New Year is approaching, and the Dali Temple, which should be idle, is not idle.

The new official took office with three fires, and Wei Gaolin, who was promoted to the secretary of Dali Temple, had about thirty fires, one stronger than the other, and one more prosperous than the other.

The case of King Jiang's death should have ended after Kou Wenshi's resignation and King Cheng's house arrest.

But Jing Jianmu died suddenly, dying of a sudden illness.

Originally, it was not a big deal, but Emperor Jingming, who was suspicious of his heart disease, became more and more suspicious of the cause of Jing Jianmu's death.

The case was handed over to Wei Gaolin, the upright Qingtian lord solved the case as quickly as possible, but the charge of killing his brother and father that should have been detained on the head of King Cheng was unstable.

The person who killed Jing Jianmu was the fourth prince, and he went around and around, but everything returned to the starting point.

The four princes who almost died in the autumn hunting ground suddenly became the people behind all this planning.

And this game, if you look closely, has been laid out for several years.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, Shen Tan was closing his eyes and taking a nap, this Wei Gaolin is famous for his loyalty, but this person is conformist in handling cases, and he likes the evidence on the surface the most.

In the past, when he was the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, there was also the Secretary of Dali Temple who guided him more, so that he would not be led by the evidence.

And now, this bloody man is very easy to control.

In King Cheng's mansion, Feng Chengyuan, who had been imprisoned for dozens of days, had almost forgotten the appearance of this heaven and earth, and he once thought that he could only spend the rest of his life like this, but he was suddenly lifted.

All the forbidden troops in the palace were withdrawn, and he walked out of the room wearing a white robe.

The dazzling white, the whole world is boundless snow white, he seems to be integrated with this heaven and earth, full of joy, he grinned and pulled out a very weird smile.

The national teacher is honest and does not deceive me, and in this battle for the throne, he has never been disqualified.

"Little Dezi, what year is today?"

"The sixteenth of the lunar month."

"Change the clothes of this king, this king is in a good mood today and wants to go out for a walk."

"No."

Dressed in brocade clothes and covered with fox fur, Feng Chengyuan took the demeanor of the prince and took the two chamberlains out of the door.

The market was noisy and people came and went, and he looked in the direction of the inner palace, but what he thought about was how to become the master there.

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