Zhao Yi glanced at it and said, "The human and material evidence is there, Wang Chuan, and Gu can't help you." ”

He got up and patted the ashes on his body, and straightened his hair crown for him: "Lone also knows that you are an old minister of the humerus, but now in this situation, my father is angry, and he will definitely kill you to vent his anger, after all, you were the chief minister of disaster relief at the beginning, and now this inexplicable huge amount of money ......"

Wang Chuanzhi was referring to the disaster the year before last, how many years ago was the old yellow calendar?

Besides, he was greedy for some money that time, but he didn't dare to take so much.

That's not that much in total!

He knew that if he didn't tell the origin of this money, the emperor would not let him go, but even if he said it, the adult would not let him go, and the left and right were dead, and he just said that the emperor would definitely punish him.

It's better to put the treasure on that adult, he doesn't want him to be exposed, and he will definitely come to save him.

After thinking about it, he made up his mind: "Your Highness, no matter what, the old minister is loyal, this silver really has nothing to do with me, I have never seen any words in this matter, someone must have come to frame Zhongliang!" ”

Who the hell did this to him!

Many people quickly flashed through his mind, and he denied them one by one.

But as long as he doesn't admit it and doesn't draw a charge, he still has a chance.

Ning Deyi next to him laughed loudly: "Wang Chuan, you are also considered loyal?" Then I'm not a figure like Wei Xiang in the previous dynasty hahahaha. ”

He pulled the woman on the ground up and pulled her to Wang Chuan: "Take a good look at this face, you really don't recognize it?" You're embarrassed too! ”

The woman twisted her head in discomfort.

Wang Chuan endured it, and wanted to say that he didn't recognize it, but his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a small mole behind her ear, with a red heart shape, which formed a sharp contrast with the skin, which was quite charming.

"You, you're Yuqing? You, how dare you...... Who told you to do this? ”

He suddenly attacked, his eyes were red and he desperately tried to catch her, and Yuqing was taken aback.

"It's not him! Did he send you? ”

Yuqing is a special existence in this building, it seems to be the exclusive property of that adult, few people have seen her face, only know that she has a heart-shaped red mole behind her ear, beautiful appearance, quite a bit of means.

Since she came, that means that the adult is going to cross the river and tear down the bridge?

Also.

Blame him for all this, but he has lost more than three million taels, and he can still turn over.

This is for fear of finding out on his head!

He gritted his teeth, and his face turned the color of pig liver: "Your Highness, this matter does have something to do with me, I say it, you see my ......"

Zhao Yi smiled and patted his hands, his expression was like a living Buddha in the world, full of holy light: "Who in this world can guarantee not to make mistakes?" Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great. You're going to be okay. ”

The king preached, "This is the ...... I can only say it to you alone. And I have a request, kill this woman! She'll say it! ”

The woman on the ground trembled, but her eyes were unexpectedly calm, as if she had already accepted her end.

Zhao Yi said: "Yes." ”

He instructed: "Ning Deyi, you go and dispose of her, she is also a poor person, and she will be buried well." ”

Wang Chuan didn't forget to pat himself on the back at this time: "Your Highness is righteous, this is also for the dawn of the people, this woman can be regarded as a good deed." ”

Hypocritical guys.

Obviously, he was afraid that this woman would go out and tell the people behind the scenes that he wouldn't survive tonight.

Ning Deyi silently despised him in his heart, but still pulled the woman out.

——

About half an hour later.

Zhao Yi walked out of the door of the cell, and Ning Deyi had been waiting at the door: "Your Highness, is this the end?" ”

He patted his sleeve and said, "It's not a big role, and I don't know much." ”

Ning Deyi took two people in, and sure enough, he saw that Wang Chuan had lost his breath.

He commanded: "You two carry him down and take him to the funeral post." ”

Doorway.

Yuqing came out of the side door and said respectfully: "Your Highness, what else do you need me to do next?" ”

Yuqing's identity is no longer suitable for reappearance.

No matter which side it is.

Zhao Yi said: "Lone remembers, you seem to have won the first place last time?" ”

She said: "It's the first female leader." ”

Apparently she wasn't very happy with the result.

Zhao Yi said: "There is indeed something for you to do." ”

——

The next day.

Because today is the annual Lantern Festival, Li Baojia was pulled up early.

She is wearing a red narrow sleeve brocade skirt, the waist is not the usual wide belt waistband, but a thin silk long line, which is wrapped around the waist a few times, showing her waist and thin legs, and the cuffs of the dress are also tied with silk ribbons into a bow, simple and smart.

The upper part of the hair is coiled with a gemstone hosta, and the lower part hangs neatly behind him, and two strings of red agate strings are hung on each side, which looks very cute.

She spun in circles and admired herself in front of the bronze mirror.

This bronze mirror is not large, and the light is not very clear, and it is yellow.

She suddenly missed the mirror in the East Palace before, which was said to have been transported from the East Ocean, and was three feet long, which could clearly reflect the whole body.

If only I could sneak it back.

Although this bronze mirror is not clear now, I will go to the shop in a few days to order a big one.

Xiao Tao next to him said while packing up his things: "Miss, don't take it, let's go quickly, there are a lot of things today." ”

According to the practice of the Lantern Festival, in the morning, we should go to worship our father and mother, worship our ancestors, in the afternoon, we will perform on the flower boat, and in the evening, we will give each other handkerchiefs and beads and flowers to put lanterns together.

What Li Baojia hates the most is the part of the flower boat performance, sitting there in the afternoon, can only eat some choking snacks and watch all afternoon.

And most of the noble ladies perform similarly, and they are lacking when they look at it.

It's just some piano and dancing, and nine out of ten people are like this, and it's okay to look at first, but after a long time, the upper and lower eyelids have to fight.

The palace event went to the city gate to throw pomegranates and golden spikes after the flower boat performance, so Zhao Yi would not go to watch the performance in previous years.

Because there are a lot of preparations for throwing the golden spike in the back, and there is still a need to sacrifice to the sky in front, I don't know why he suddenly came over this year.

Could it be that Su Ruhui has any unique skills to shine this year?

In her previous life, she left the table early, and she didn't pay attention to these at all.

At that time, it seemed that he was also here, but he left before he saw Su Ruhui's performance, Mo Yue was Su Ruhui's performance and had bad luck, so he smoked the penultimate one.

I guess I'm in a hurry to go back and prepare for the golden spike throwing event.

She asked, "Is my poem ready?" ”

Yes, she's going to dedicate a poem, yes, quickly and without mistakes.

Xiao Tao replied: "It's already been put away, you can take it out and read it when the time comes, Miss, why don't you make a song, this capital is a long time ago." ”

"I've just finished getting sick, how can I have the heart to compose poetry again, just watch other people's performances today."

Xiao Tao sighed deeply.

When will the lazy young lady find a good husband?

Miss Ming is very good at dancing, and she plays the piano well, even if she performs a painting, it is better than reciting poetry.