Cui Zhi was really worried.

However, Lord Wei said that the eldest young master of the Ye family would also go. In that case, it should be much safer!

*

Ye Yongqu had been drunk in wine for several days, and every time he thought about the fire raft, he felt that his heart was so blocked that he couldn't breathe.

Where did those wine merchants get the courage to do such a thing? On the one hand, it made a big fuss, as if it had pierced the sky, and ignited all the anger in the hearts of the people everywhere against the mine supervisors and tax collectors, and on the other hand, there was no blood flowing, so that all localities competed to follow suit.

As soon as they did this, none of the officials in Nanzhili were not human spirits, and they all followed the momentum, and sent a letter of blood and tears to Beijing, as well as the officials of Huguang and Jiangxi, this mine tax supervisor was afraid that it would really be withdrawn!

That Chang Bin washed his face with tears Ye Yongqu didn't care, what he cared about was that he originally wanted to use this to make himself famous in Nanzhili, and then smoothly appear again.

Right now, how can there be an official from Nanzhili who can take care of him? Not to mention shouting for him!

The more Ye Yongqu thought about it, the more blocked his heart became, and the so-called borrowing wine to drown his sorrows was even more worried, and the more he drank, the more annoying he became.

He was drinking in the tavern of Yizhen City, and was reported by his entourage: "Master, the young master deliberately avoided people, and the light car Jian Cong left home." ”

"What does he do?" Ye Yongqu was a little dazed from drinking, and his entourage hurriedly said, "The eldest young master changed his inconspicuous cloth shirt, first went to the road that the old lady instructed to repair, and then went to the place where Chang Bin lived. ”

Chang Bin? What are you going to do with Chang Bin now? Even Chang Bin knew that he wouldn't live long!

Ye Yongqu couldn't figure it out, but Wei Ming's figure suddenly shook in front of him.

Ye Lanxiao was very strictly guarded by himself, and he almost never left the Ye family and the bamboo courtyard, what could he do with Chang Bin? Unless someone calls him over...... Is it really that Wei Ming?!

Last time, he felt that his eyes were not flowering, and what he saw in the Dao was Wei Ming's figure, but when he broke in, how could he become a father?!

Daddy and Wei Ming's kid figure, can't he tell the difference?!

Even if Ye Yongqu was reprimanded by Old Man Ye, he still had doubts, he thought about this matter, and thought about Ye Lanxiao's going to Chang Bin, and stood up with a sway.

"Let's go, go over and have a look!"

*

At the foot of a mountain somewhere outside Yizhen City, Chang Bin sat at the head of the bed and cried, crying and wetting a towel.

Those who followed him fled completely, and Chang Bin looked at the belongings collected from a treasury and didn't know what to do. He wanted to wait for his godfather's people to come and help him, his godfather had someone in Nanjing, but for so long, he didn't wait for anyone.

What should he do?! What about the money in this treasury?!

Chang Bin never thought that there would be today, he thought of Zhang Xiucai, who gave him advice and ran away at a critical time, and he hated it so much that Zhang Xiucai entered his room, and he didn't notice it.

It was Zhang Xiucai who handed over a handkerchief, "Waiter, don't cry anymore." ”

Chang Bin took it and wanted to wipe his tears, but as soon as the handkerchief arrived, he suddenly jumped up.

"Zhang Xiucai! How dare you come back! It's all you who hurt me! If you hadn't asked me to collect the liquor tax and let me increase it to 30%, would you have annoyed those liquor merchants and caused such a big incident?! You've killed me! ”

Wei Ming was irrefutable for a while, and Chang Bin was basically right.

That's why he came here.

"Waiter, the matter has come to this, I don't know how the waiter is going to prepare?"

"What are you going to do?! What else can I do?! Chang Bin thumped his chest.

Wei Ming wanted to laugh but couldn't, Chang Bin was really a little innocent this time. He looked at Chang Bin's thirty years old, sat on the bed and hugged the quilt, like a child who smashed a vase, crying helplessly, sighing secretly, Chang Bin cried, and said, "Don't cry for the waiter, I came to show the way for the waiter." ”

Chang Bin was stunned for a moment, just about to be happy, and looked at him vigilantly.

"I've been hurt enough by you! Who do you say you are, are you one of those civil officials?! What are you going to show me the way through?! Are they still trying to drain me?! Chang Bin was very emotional, "When I return to Beijing, I will inevitably be questioned, even if the capital crime can be avoided, it is a living crime, and I have no hope for the rest of my life!" ”

"Since capital crimes are inevitable, and living crimes are inevitable, if you are an internal servant, don't go back to Beijing."

As soon as Wei Ming's words came out, Chang Bin gasped.

"I am a mine supervisor sent by the Holy Lord, how dare I not listen to the Holy Order?! The Holy One asked me to return, how dare I live unless I die?! ”

Wei Ming looked at him with a smile, stroked a handful of beautiful hair, pressed his beard more obediently by the way, and asked softly, "What if it is fake death?" ”

"Fake, fake, fake death?!" Chang Bin was shocked, he had thought about it, but he didn't dare to think deeply, and now that Wei Ming brought it up, he not only thought of the godfather who had not come to support him for a long time, but it was clear that the godfather had already given up on him!

Instead of going back to the palace to suffer, it is better to fake your death, anyway...... He is not short of money!

Chang Bin's face was throbbing with excitement, and his body trembled slightly with fear.

He looked up at Wei Ming, "Are you really fake?" How do you want me to fake my death? What happens after you die? ”

Wei Ming glanced at the entire courtyard.

"Self-immolation. After that, I give the chamberlain a horse, and I will not know where the chamberlain goes. ”

The less one person knows about such a secret matter, Chang Bin has one more chance of survival.

Chang Bin's body trembled more and more, and then slowly calmed down.

The mine tax collector is a trick to collect money that he came up with today, and it is also a fate to loot money, if the Yangzhou wine merchants don't make trouble, I'm afraid that everyone else is more willing to ask for this money! And now it's a big fuss, Chang Bin doesn't want to be a scapegoat and a prisoner!

He looked at Wei Ming, and Wei Ming also looked at him.

Wei Ming nodded.

Chang Bin put a big stone in his heart.

I have reached this time, what is the use value? Listen to him!

Chang Bin took a bag of gold bars and some broken silver taels.

He took not a small amount, and in front of a treasury of money, it was not much. Wei Ming saw that he was still measured, and knew that he really wanted to live incognito, so what he could do was enough.

Wei Ming saw that Chang Bin was ready, so he took Chang Bin to go out through the back door while people were not paying attention.

Ye Lanxiao's people were waiting.

Chang Bin looked at it and muttered, "You really have a backstage!" I don't care who it is, you let me go, let's clear! If you meet in the future, you can make it and have a cup of tea! ”

That's for the best. Wei Ming smiled and bowed his head, glanced at Ye Lanxiao, who was hiding in the coarse cloth robe, and beckoned people to lead the horse under the tree to Chang Bin.

Chang Bin looked back at the yard, and the people of the Ye family had already pulled out the firewood and grass under the tree.

"Burn it, burn it!"

While speaking, the Ye family had already lit the firewood and grass neatly and threw it away in Chang Bin's room.

The fire quickly spread, and within a few breaths, the flames rushed into the sky.

Chang Bin's face was complicated, and he didn't say much, he glanced at Wei Ming fixedly, and was about to turn over and get on the horse, when suddenly a voice that couldn't suppress his excitement came from a distance.

"Standing Tax Superintendent, where is this going?!"