"Butler, report to the officer."

Li Jinnian looked at the fake mother in the coffin with unpredictable eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of imperceptible curvature.

"Master, if this matter is to be reported to the official, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

The butler stood still, and he couldn't understand the meaning of the master's move.

"Since everyone knows what they want to do, why don't I let them get their wish!"

After Li Jinnian finished speaking, he waved his hand at the wooden butler, didn't allow him to speak again, and turned around and went back to the back hall.

Soon, Ma Yi came to Shangshu Mansion with Gu Yibao.

In the side hall, Li Jinnian's face was gloomy and he didn't be polite to Ma Yi, and directly ordered him to arrest the mountain bandits within seven days, and at the same time asked to save his mother, of course, the real mother.

Ma Yi frowned, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a long voice from the wooden butler at the door:

"Lord Ming has arrived."

Before the words fell, Qin Yu, the prince of Ming, who was dressed in a dark robe and had a face like a fairy, had already strode into the side hall.

"Weichen meets Lord Ming."

Li Jinnian hurriedly got up and walked in front of Qin Yu and fell to the ground with his buttocks.

Qin Yu raised his hand weakly, and Li Jinnian got up with a sigh.

"I don't know if Lord Ming came this time, what do you have to advise?"

Qin Yu stared at Li Jinnian's old face with a fake smile, and said secretly, Li Jinnian, you old fox can also calm down, but this king doesn't mind seeing how long you can last.

"I heard that your mother's body was stolen last night, what is going on?"

Li Jinnian's heart is 100,000 grass and mud horses galloping past at this moment, hum, what's going on? I'm afraid that your kid knows this better than me, and even came here to ask me what's the matter? It's only been a pillar of incense that happened for a while, and you rushed over in a hurry, and the ghost didn't know what your heart was.

"Wechen also just learned about this matter, and now he has asked Ma Zhu to investigate this matter quickly."

Li Jinnian didn't tell a lie, and after learning about it, he immediately sent a wooden housekeeper to invite Ma Yi over, and then he ordered Ma Yi to solve the case within a time limit.

Qin Yu turned his head this time, only to find that Ma Yu was standing awkwardly aside.

"I wonder what Ma Catcher thinks about this?"

It's not that the Ming prince looks down on people, and the small catchers in the yamen like this are at most the number of public officials.

"The little one hasn't had time to check on Mrs. Li's body, so the little one can't jump to conclusions."

Ma Yi said without being arrogant or humble, this kind of thing is not his Ma Yi's style of doing things.

"In that case, then the king will go with you to see it."

Just as Prince Ming, Li Jinnian, Ma Yi and others were about to go to the mourning hall to check the fake old lady Li, suddenly, they heard someone shouting in the front yard,

"It's on fire, it's on fire."

Li Jinnian didn't care that the prince was still sitting on the upper seat, so he hurriedly picked up the hem of his clothes and ran out to take a look, and suddenly saw a large cloud of black smoke floating in the front hall, that is, the mourning hall where the body of the fake old lady was placed.

"Lord Ming, the spirit hall in the front hall is really on fire, you sit here first, and wait for your subordinates to go and take a look."

As soon as Ma Zhu, who was on the side, heard that the mourning hall was on fire, and was worried about the body that had not yet been examined, he hurriedly complained to the Ming prince and ran towards the front hall with Gu Yibao.

That Ming Wang Ye felt strange in his heart, who was so bold as to dare to set fire to the Shangshu Mansion, and also burn the remains of the mourning hall? He glanced at Li Jinnian, and said in his heart, forgive this old fox and don't have the courage to do such a thing, but since this thing is not him, who will it be? Could it be - thinking of this Ming Wangye's heart suddenly became unhappy, his face immediately became ugly, and he said in a cold tone:

"No, this king should accompany Lord Shangshu to the front hall to have a look."

Regardless of whether Li Jinnian agreed or not, he strode towards the front hall. Li Jinnian had no choice but to step on small broken steps and hurriedly followed.

In the front hall, Zhou was directing the people to quickly carry water to extinguish the fire, but the fire was too big, and when Li Jinnian and they arrived, the fire was getting more and more intense, and the people couldn't get close at all.

"What's going on, why is the mourning hall on fire?"

Li Jinnian angrily pointed to the mourning hall that had been burned into a sea of fire and asked sharply.

Zhou shook his head with a sad face, and the wooden butler on the side came over with a bucket of water, looked at the Ming prince who was following Li Jinnian and said:

"The little one saw someone firing a rocket at the old lady's coffin."

"Rockets? Did you catch someone? ”

Prince Ming's face sank, and he was so overcast that he was about to drip water.

"Go back to the prince, the little one is not talented, let that person run away."

"Rubbish! It's all a bunch of rubbish. ”

Li Jinnian on the side couldn't help but stomp his feet and scolded, Qin Yu glanced at Li Jinnian unhappily, Li Jinnian twitched the corner of his mouth and didn't dare to say anything more.

When the mourning hall was burned down, the fire was finally extinguished, but the body of the fake old lady was burned down along with the coffin.