Unlike the crowds in the front hall, there are only a few people in the back hall.

Zhao Chen quickly retracted his eyes and silently approached and bowed: "The minister knocks to see Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Chu only waved his hand, motioned for her to stand aside, and said to the Ministry of Industry Shangshu with a calm face: "Go on." ”

“… There are not many reserves in the Gunpowder Bureau, after all, it is only for the use of a hundred tigers to run arrows, and the minister has already ordered most of them to be moved, and less than half of them have been destroyed..."

The Ministry of Industry Shangshu said, glancing at Jia Fu dissatisfiedly, "The ministers are guarding against it, they really don't want to come from next door, after the official treasury of the Ministry of Household Affairs is gone, they don't even have a warning person, that's right——"

"Your Majesty, ——!" Jia Fu burst into tears, "At that time, the minister's heart was full of savings and account books in the official treasury... Where do you think it will affect the surrounding government offices..."

"That's it! What to cry about! Emperor Chu interrupted him with a low snort, "Since you are sober, let's talk about it, how to walk the water?" ”

"You ordered someone to pass on the word this morning, saying that the porcelain vase on the register has been given, and the silver spent on the objects will be transferred from the inner treasury account to your private account..."

Zhao Chen, who had been listening quietly, twitched his eyelids.

Good guy, this can all be pulled to her-

Emperor Chu frowned impatiently and reprimanded, "I'm asking you how to walk through the water?" ”

"The wood is old, the weather is dry, and Lord Wang, who went to get the account book, knocked over the candlestick and lit a few buckets of red and blue ink mixed with oil." Jia Fu shuddered, his mouth fluttered, and he finished in three or two sentences.

"What kind of oil is in the ink? How come I don't know? Emperor Chu's eyebrows tightened.

"There are many imitations of silver tickets among the people, and they have been banned repeatedly... A few days ago, Tianchen heard that someone actually imitated the official silver ticket... The minister is secretly vigilant... I came up with this method of mixing oil in ink. ”

"As long as it is in a certain proportion... The luster of the ink can be used to identify the true and false, and if you don't want the disaster to arise because of it, the minister will die, please punish Your Majesty! After Jia Fu finished speaking, he knocked with tears in his eyes.

Xie Duan's eyebrows stood up at this time.

This thief shouted to catch the thief, and he had to believe it, and he couldn't help but be angry for a while, and he was about to step forward.

Zhao Chen grabbed the corner of his clothes and dragged him steadily, and when she saw the people in the hall looking over, she smiled and said, "I, I suddenly remembered something, and I wanted to ask Master Xie if he came." ”

"Just ask." Emperor Chu said with an unknown meaning.

Zhao Chen's mind turned sharply, and for a moment, he said: "After walking the water, the ministers arrived over there, and saw that the people who were busy inside and outside were all people from the household department and the military department, and I wanted to ask if the officials department was burned down?" ”

The minister's face was stunned, and he hurriedly said: "Back to Your Majesty... The minister met Lord Liang at that time, and he said that the Ministry of Works was busy carrying gunpowder, and the minister had to take the rest of the people to the Ministry of Works to help..."

Bingbu, Liang Xu.

Just these few words made Jia Fu's eyes red and he gritted his teeth.

Emperor Chu rubbed his eyebrows, half-closed his eyes, and didn't say anything for a while, until another person walked into the hall.

Imperial Guard, Kungo.

"Your Majesty, the fire has been extinguished, and the point of fire has been found... The minister has carefully inspected it, and there is a lot of oil mixed in it..."Kungo half-knelt on the ground, "... More than half of the silver in the treasury was rescued, and all the silver tickets and account books were burned—"

When Jia Fu heard this, he suddenly whimpered, fell to the ground and fainted.

"Lift it aside." Emperor Chu waved his hand and said, "Go on." ”

Kun Wu glanced at Jia Fu expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Lord Jia stayed in the middle of the fire for a full moment, saving people and grabbing account books, and now it seems that this injury is still too light." ”

Although he said this, Zhao Chen was very happy, but he still sighed secretly, Jia Fu really thought about it thoroughly.

"Your Majesty, these black stains on Lord Jia's body are not burned, they are all black ink, fortunately, this ink is not mixed with oil, so Lord Jia was able to leave his life." Seeing Emperor Chu coming over, the imperial doctor hurriedly said.

Emperor Chu was silent for a moment, and said: "This matter needs to be thoroughly investigated, Xie Qing, you will lead someone to start the investigation from the household department, Xia Qing, Kunwu, Prince Wu, you three assist... The people on duty in the two departments of workers and officials must be questioned one by one. ”

Hearing Prince Wu's three words, everyone in the palace couldn't help frowning.

The prime minister, who had been silent, suddenly said: "Your Majesty, Prince Wu has always ignored court affairs, and suddenly asked him to investigate the case, is it too embarrassing for him?" ”

"The Prime Minister may not know that His Majesty has decreed that Prince Wu will be the overseer of the imperial history..."Xie Duan's voice was steady, "It is within his authority to assist in the investigation of this case." ”

The faces of the people in the palace changed again, and the scourge turned out to be the imperial history.

It's about --

"If you don't go through things, you can't be an adult, the prime minister doesn't need to worry about him, no matter how young a child is, there will always be a day when he grows up." Emperor Chu said lightly, waving his hand, "Let's all stand down, so that the people outside will also disperse." ”

………

The street was a mess, full of blackened rubble.

Zhao Chen retracted his eyes, turned to the silent Xie Duan, and said with a smile: "If you want me to say, you really have to change your temper, if you poke out the fake silver ticket just now, can you still be the master of this case?" ”

Xie Duan's beard trembled, and his eyes widened, "Facts-"

"Where are so many facts?" Zhao Chen didn't wait for him to finish, "You startled the snake, and you didn't catch it, people turned around and injured themselves to save their lives, this is reasonable, you should admit it, don't be petty." ”

Thinking about working with Kunwu, she stroked the corners of her eyebrows and sighed lightly: "The initiative is still ours at the moment, this is a good thing, you should be steady, don't be anxious." ”

Xie Duan paused, forced himself to calm down, and said in a muffled voice: "You were clever just now. ”

"Isn't it clever that you went to the main courtyard of the Great Sect to be locked up earlier?" Zhao Chen joked with a smile, and said with a straight face: "Old Xie, let's not talk about foreign words, we are on one side of this matter, and we have to support each other." ”

Xie Duan glanced at her, and said after a long time: "The old man is not a person who can't turn around, you just have to check yours, and the old man who should cooperate will never stumble." ”

Zhao Chen put his mind at ease, not wanting to relax his mind, his body also shook, and he almost stumbled to the ground.

"This change of day will make a mistake with her legs and feet..."She stabilized her figure and smiled at Xie, "It's not too early for Tian'er, I'll go back first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

After she finished speaking, she arched her hand and left in a hurry without waiting for Xie Duan to reply.

This injury, in the end, still dragged her down...

——

When he slipped out of Yu Zhongjing's mansion, it was already dark.

Zhao Chen had a white face, slowly swayed back to the Wuwang Mansion, and went back to the room without eating.

However, she had barely finished dressing and lay down when there was a knock at the door.

After a moment, there was no response, but the door was pushed open.

In the darkness, Meng Yong walked in slowly and sat silently on the edge of her bed.

"I don't need to say anything more about the danger, do you really have to get involved?" He asked.

"I want to fight for Seventeen, and I want to be a qualified husband for her...", she said softly without opening her eyes: "I can't be a waste person for a lifetime, I want to make contributions and make a career—"

Meng Yong felt a sense of annoyance in his heart, and picked her up from the bed, and was about to say something, but saw that her face was ashen, and there was no trace of ordinary blood.

He couldn't help but loosen his hand, frowned and asked, "Your face has been very bad for the past two days, are you sick?" ”

She brushed the wrinkled placket of his clothes, lay back on the bed, and said lightly: "I've been having nightmares for a few days, and a bunch of things are waiting, and it won't be better to change your face." ”

Meng Yong's eyes were gloomy, staring at her for a long time, and then suddenly stretched out his hand to reach out to her.

But before his hand could fall, the back window was pushed open, and then a figure sneaked in.

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