"You're smart. Come on, take Ye Buxiu's official uniform, escort him to the dungeon, and be a companion with Qian Si and Zhao Lan. Ye Yuezhao let go of her legs and kicked the fat on Ye Buxiu's body, her tone disgusted.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the minister has done nothing wrong, why does Your Majesty detain the minister?" Ye Buxiu lost the oppression of Ye Yuezhao, rolled and knelt up, his tone was condensed, as if he had a great grievance.

Ye Yuezhao pointed at Wang Yong, who had already been frightened, and replied: "Your person stabbed me, if it weren't for the county lord's meritorious rescue, I would have gone to see the first emperor with my life now!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Ye Buxiu's face suddenly turned pale, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. Yeyue was upset when she took care of him, so she simply waved her hand to let people directly strip him of his clothes, stuff him into a prison cart and send him to the dungeon. This situation is much more embarrassing than Zhao Lan and Qian Si being imprisoned.

Ye Yuezhao locked up Ye Buxiu, and he was not angry, and the people who came to mourn at the scene, Ye Yuezhao refused to let go of any of them, and they were all detained, and each of them had to send 100,000 ransom silver before they could be released.

Emperor Xi covered his wound and looked at Ye Yuezhao's hooliganism, and smiled from the bottom of his heart. It seems that Ye Yuezhao and Ye Yueming are really brothers, and if you really have to be ruthless, it is really enough for the people next to you to drink a pot.

Ning Yi quickly rushed back, and at the same time, he also brought a person - Zhao Lan.

As soon as Zhao Lan saw Ye Yuezhao, she hurriedly knelt down the mountain and shouted long live, Ye Yuezhao raised her hand to let him get up and speak, and then ordered the guards who came to register these people, pay the money with one hand and ransom people with the other, and then led Zhao Lan into the mourning hall.

Emperor Xi asked Ning Yi to come over and hold her, and also walked in, but as soon as she walked, the blood in her heart and mouth was faintly unstoppable, Ning Zhi said, and hurriedly took out a pill from his arms and put it into Emperor Xi's mouth, and said in a low voice: "This is Tinghe's medicine, I went back to Ye Mansion to get it just now." ”

Emperor Xi swallowed the pill and nodded, "Bother." ”

"Sister County Lord, don't be so polite." Ning Yi was praised by the emperor, and he felt very embarrassed, and his tone would always become the same as his little daughter, soft and weak. Emperor Xi is quite used to it, so he doesn't think anything about it.

After the two of them slowly entered the mourning hall, Ning Yi closed the door of the mourning hall very sensibly, leaving only the four of them in the mourning hall.

Ye Yuezhao picked up a stack of papers, opened them one by one, threw them into the brazier, watched the fire in the brazier lick the paper, and muttered a Heart Sutra in his mouth, saying that he didn't feel ashamed at all, it was impossible. It's just that the emperor's majesty is like this, and he won't do anything out of the ordinary anymore.

After Emperor Xi took the pill, his whole body was much lighter. Wang Yong's sword actually pierced her heart, if it was an ordinary person, she would have died a long time ago, and it was a loss that she was a spirit, although she ate and drank Lazar like ordinary people, but she was not attacked by the aura, and she generally did not have much major incidents. Only blood exhaustion can kill her.

"Your Majesty, after the county lord found out, Ye Buxiu does have a private account, and it is closely related to the major commercial houses and ticket numbers, this is Ye Buxiu's secret account, the county lord sent someone to send it at dawn today, and the minister has solved it, just ask Your Majesty to go to Ye Buxiu's study, you can find out." Zhao Lan respectfully took out a paper bound into a book of about twenty or thirty pages thick to provide Ye Yuezhao, but Ye Yuezhao didn't want to look at it, but after listening to Zhao Lan's words, she threw all the dark paper in her hand into the brazier, and then bowed deeply to Li Guo's coffin, and when she raised her eyes again, her face was already cold to the extreme: "Swing Ye Buxiu Mansion." ”

"Yes, I obey." Zhao Lan stuffed the paper into her arms, opened the door and sent out Ye Yuezhao, who rode a fast horse to Ye Buxiu's mansion under the protection of several personal guards.

Ye Buxiu was arrested, but there was no chaos in the house, everyone still did what they had to do, and when they saw the night moon coming back, they all saluted as usual, and the entire mansion was orderly and did not feel chaotic at all.

Emperor Xi was already much better at this time, and she no longer needed help from others when she walked, and when she entered the mansion, she immediately led Ye Yuezhao to Ye Buxiu's study.

The open-air study room with Ye Buxiu's seal letter, there are a lot of ancient books and literary toys in it, the bookshelf is like when the emperor Xi rummaged through it last night, quietly fell to the ground, the emperor beckoned to Zhao Lan, Zhao Lan took out the stack of paper in his arms again, and after saluting the night moon, he spread out the paper and pointed to the words written on it, thinking that the night moon Zhao explained: "Your Majesty, this first sentence, where does the jade teach, the previous sentence is actually the twenty-fourth bridge of the bright moon night, which is the twenty-fourth book of the bright moon frame, and because the bright moon is empty, Therefore, this is supposed to be the twenty-fourth book counting from the beginning of the moonrise, that is, from the upper east corner, which is this one. ”

Zhao Lan said, from the bookshelf engraved with the word Mingyue, took out a book of nine chapters of arithmetic written by the predecessors, put it in front of the night moon, and then pointed to the second line of the poem and explained: "The second sentence, we should cry when we see the bright moon, and the next sentence is the same five places in the heart of the country in one night." It is the fifth book of the first line of the bright moon frame from the bottom to the top, and this is it, Mengxi Pen Talk. ”

Zhao Lan read the poems sentence by sentence, holding them one by one, and after half an hour's effort, she actually piled up all Ye Buxiu's desks, Rao is so, the stack of papers in Zhao Lan's hand is only two-thirds of the amount.

Ye Yuezhao's face became more and more ugly as Zhao Lan took out more and more books, and after Zhao Lan took out a copy of the Shennong Hundred Herbs Sutra and put it on the desk, Ye Yuezhao finally couldn't help but shout: "Enough, I don't want to continue listening." ”

"Your Majesty, here is all evidence of Lord Ye's corruption, bribery and bribery." Zhao Lan was drunk by Ye Yuezhao, and the movements in her hands immediately stopped.

Ye Yuezhao looked at the table full of books very boredly, and the whole person became irritable: "So much is not enough? I don't want to know how much there is left, Zhao Lan, you explain the situation of these books to me first. I've read every book you took out, and there's no problem, it's a normal book, how can it be an account book? ”

The question that Ye Yuezhao asked was actually something that Emperor Xi had never understood, these sentences that Ning Yi memorized and recorded and extracted, in fact, she had understood it herself, and she did find a lot of books according to the content of the poems, but she, like Ye Yuezhao, turned over these books from beginning to end, and didn't find any problems with these books.

Zhao Lan smiled, obviously it was broad daylight, he still lit a red candle, and then found two silk handkerchiefs from there, one blue and one red, folded and placed in front of the candle, and then asked the emperor to help take a book and put it near the handkerchief, the content of the book was vaguely unclear, replaced by a bright record, a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, how much money was tributed to Qian Siyin, how much silver was paid to the prince, and the same did not fall.