Ye Shouchen put away the impatience on his face, and led the people all the way to the side hall next to the mourning hall to sit.

Wan Ziyang was holding the tea cup and blowing hot tea, this Ye Shouchen didn't open his mouth, and he was not in a hurry.

The bargaining chip in the other party's hand is just Yuan Mingxi, but whether Yuan Mingxi killed or not killed someone remains to be discussed, the fact is such a thing, we have to talk about evidence.

Ye Shouchen frowned, wasn't the king of Chu Jun? This thing is a little difficult to do, he is still thinking about it, and this side hall breaks into people.

It was Yuan Mingxuan, whose clothes were a little messy, and he was still holding the pale Yuan Mingxi in his arms.

Wan Ziyang immediately put down the cup in his hand, his cousin's face was not good, maybe there was a huge turn for the worse in his cousin's murder.

"Ye Zhizhou is so sure that his sister killed Ling Lang?"

Yuan Mingxuan gently put down the person in his arms and changed it to support, and the weight of Yuan Mingxi's whole person was hung on Yuan Mingxuan's shoulders.

"What does this mean by the third son?" Ye Shouchen flashed Feng Miaoniang in his mind, no, this stupid person shouldn't come out and talk nonsense anymore.

"My sister said that she didn't do it, she was killed, and she was grabbed by someone before she could react."

Ye Shouchen, who was originally sitting upright, stood up suddenly, how could he know this kind of detail, Ye Shouchen looked at Yuan Mingxi, who was still confused, this person didn't look like he was in a normal state.

"There is no evidence, Yuan Gongzi has to come up with evidence."

"Evidence, Ye Zhizhou should have reported it directly to the imperial court, why did he suddenly recall the person who sent the letter yesterday?"

"Originally, my sister should be more than just being locked up in the firewood room, right? Why did Ye Zhizhou suddenly change his order? ”

"Besides, if Ye Zhizhou really feels sorry for his son, why should he report to the court for an explanation as soon as possible, instead of trying his best to inform the Yuan family."

Yuan Mingxuan's momentum was not weak, and he could understand what the strange little white face he met on the road said, this Ye Lin was not killed by his sister, but by that poisonous woman.

The Ye family's two mouths went up and down, and they wanted to buckle this basin on the head of the fourth sister, which was really ridiculous.

"The third prince said that the old man doesn't understand, the old man only knows that the fourth girl wiped my son's neck with a dagger."

Ye Shouchen, whose face was flushed, was not weak, and he could be regarded as full of energy.

"Then Ye Zhizhou's brain is not good, so he can't turn around, I don't know if his memory is good?" Yuan Mingxuan fixed his eyes on the somewhat thin man, "Ye Zhizhou, do you still remember Mrs. Yutang?" ”

Ye Shouchen suddenly doubted his ears, he suddenly mentioned what the person who had been dead for many years had done?

"Then it seems that Ye Zhizhou remembers, it's easy to do if you remember, then Ye Zhizhou still remembers the anthers, right?"

"The anther is still alive, she said that Mrs. Yutang did not die of a sudden illness, but was poisoned, and the person who poisoned Ye Zhizhou was also familiar with it, it was Ling Lang."

"No...... That's the mother who gave birth to him. Ye Shouchen was surprised by this, and at the same time doubted the truth or falsehood, he was originally standing, and Queen Cang took two steps back.

"But Linglang obviously thinks that he has the wrong baby and wants to change his mother." Yuan Mingxuan's body leaned forward slightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were disdainful.

"Ye Zhizhou recovered the post that reported to his sister, but the impeachment of the Ye family has already arrived in Liyang, as for what Ling Lang did, his father has also written a letter, no accident, it will arrive tomorrow."

"I advise Ye Zhizhou to take care of the lady surnamed Feng who can't be on the stage, dare to kill and dare to plant falsehoods, the Ye family really has some thresholds to enter?"

Ye Shouchen, who was angry, was a little angry, and he fell back and sat on the high-legged chair, Ye Shouchen, who had been forced to ask the truth a few days ago, had no confidence at all.

Yes, the death of her own son was calculated by Feng Miaoniang, but that woman is pregnant with the only blood and blood of the Ye family, what can she do except restrict her freedom?

The reddened eyes were completely devoid, and Ye Shouchen, who was pushed to the limit, suddenly took out a dagger and went straight to Yuan Mingxuan.

The Ye family has no chance to turn over, and everyone will die together.

A bad old man who is gone, what do you do with your life?

Yuan Mingxuan, who had a person hanging on his body, was unable to dodge when a stone quickly hit Ye Shouchen's wrist, and the dagger fell.

Wan Ziyang, who reacted, hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Ye Shouchen.

The situation was already under control, and Shu Bai, who had finished throwing stones, hid his figure and walked in the direction of the back kitchen.

The Ye family is about to lose, and Zhu Er can't let go.

In the alleys of Jiangzhou, Qinglan walked briskly with a hat and a red bird, and the two people in fluttering clothes quietly entered from the back door of the Nianxia Restaurant in Jiangzhou, and the two who walked out from the main gate had become two handsome sons.

According to the information given by Shu Bai, they came to the Jiangzhou Dongcheng Market.

It was a teahouse, and around the corner was a green building with a water.

One elegant and one vulgar, the comparison is quite strange.

Therefore, the business of this tea house is not good, it can be said that it is not well managed, and it is about to change hands.

"Xiao Er, put on a pot of top-level cold song, and then go to inform the shopkeeper, just say that Young Master Qing is coming to visit and talk about the shop."

Although there are few guests in the teahouse, this little two is a clever person, the tea is fast, and the smile is comfortable.

The shopkeeper with a short figure and a round face like a cake is also a person who knows etiquette, "Childe will be later, the owner will arrive later, and Childe can say anything he needs." ”

"I'm tired of the shopkeeper."

Both of them are polite people, and their words are soft and gentle, and for a while, there is a bit of old friends talking to each other.

Shu Bai did things very properly, and Qinglan had already made it clear to Qinglan the details of this teahouse.

The wealthy businessman in Jiangzhou is just a small teahouse owned by the woman, and the location is good, but the owner is not angry, although the shopkeeper is honest and reliable, he is somewhat inflexible.

The value of this shop was invisibly pulled down by this deserted image, and it was very suitable for Qinglan to open this shop and open this Fengyue place.

The little girl who originally wanted to open a teahouse was finally persuaded by Shu Bai.

Fish and dragons are mixed, and the day is making money...... If this green building is opened well, the news and money are really not wrong.

"The owner." The shopkeeper of the round cake hurriedly got up and bowed and retreated, and closed the door of the private room by the way.

"Liu Gongzi." Qinglan slowly got up and saluted calmly.

"Childe doesn't have to be polite, please take a seat."

Hongli stepped forward to pour tea with a calm face, but Yu Guang was quietly peeking at this Liu Gongzi.

He was of medium height, his face was not white, his facial features were upright, he was a little bookish but a lot less coppery, and he lacked the shrewdness of a businessman.

Qinglan, who was holding her breath to negotiate, suddenly breathed a few sighs of relief, she was not that old businessman.

Liu Gongzi is a good talker, the price is fair, and he speaks a little deliberately.

Hearing this, Qinglan wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and she was uncomfortable.

The document was written on the same day, and the money was handed over in one hand and the deed in the other, and Qinglan, who walked out of the teahouse, turned her eyes to look at this quiet and elegant place.

This Liu Gongzi is really in the wrong place, and the person who loves vassal elegance was locked in a money bag and made a four-way dislike, which is also a little pitiful and ridiculous.

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