Half an hour later.

Marquis Zhongwu received a letter from the palace, which only had a few names and numbers written, but his eyes sank suddenly, and his face hidden in the shadow of the candlelight was gloomy and terrifying, so even his wife was startled, and asked in a low voice: "Master Hou, what's wrong with you?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Chungmu shook his head and lit the letter above the candle, and in a short time the letter burned to ashes.

His face was gloomy, and he said lightly: "You go to bed first, Ben Hou is still busy, go to the study first." ”

His wife Ji Xianggui frowned, wanting to ask what happened, but she didn't dare to say more.

For she knew that her husband would not tell her many things, and that if she asked a few more words, he would be dissatisfied with her, and would not come to her room for a long time to rest.

As soon as she thought of her son who was about to weaken the crown, she stopped thinking about getting to the bottom of it.

A smile rose on her face, and she said gently: "No matter how busy Master Hou is, you must remember to rest, don't stay up too late and hurt your body." ”

Zhongwu Hou's originally unhappy face softened a little, and he responded very perfunctorily: "Well, Ben Hou knows." ”

They are a young couple, although Ji Xianggui is over fifty years old and is not favored by him, but he still has some respect for his wife in his heart, Ji Xianggui whispered: "If the Hou Ye has any orders, let the housekeeper tell the concubine." ”

"Okay, you continue to sleep, Ben Hou will go first."

The Marquis of Zhongwu said, put on his coat and strode away.

When he went to the study, he lit a candle, closed the door of the study, and carefully flipped through the very hidden ledger he had hidden, and sure enough, he saw that several pages had been torn off, and his face instantly became very ugly.

This ledger is a record of his dealings with others.

Many of these records were only in a way that he was familiar with, and if someone else had obtained them, even if he had turned over the ledger, he would not have seen many tricks. But the most important pages were missing, and the mystery of them was given to him.

It terrified him.

He took out a piece of paper from his cuff again, and after reading the above content, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and his face was very ugly.

His blood flowed backwards, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

When did the person behind him come?

He didn't even notice it.

"Marquis Zhongwu, what are you still hesitating about?"

The voice of the person behind him was lazy, but the sharp blade was close to the flesh of his neck, he swallowed his saliva tremblingly, and before he could figure out what to say, the person behind him sneered and asked him: "Are you still thinking about simply not doing two things and finding someone else to serve?" ”

"I didn't ...... There is no ......"

Zhongwu Hou was covered in blood flowing, if he dared to tell the truth, he was afraid that the Lord of Yama would have to beckon to him immediately, he swallowed his saliva and said in horror: "When the first emperor was here, this marquis was loyal to the first emperor, and now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, this marquis is naturally loyal to the new emperor, how dare he have two hearts?" ”

"You'd better not have one."

Jing Jian chuckled lightly and threatened slowly: "You have to understand, I can come behind you like no one today, and if you dare to have two hearts in the future, I can still quietly cut off your head." ”