"The behemoth in the courtyard is in the center, so you can see it clearly at a glance, but I don't know what it means to call this king?"

Zhao Gaowei looked at the inexplicable expression on Ye Hao's face, and couldn't help frowning.

Ye Hao smiled and said:

"Nature is for the piles of wood."

Ye Hao looked at the furrow on Zhao Gaowei's brows and deepened a little, and then said in a deep voice again:

"It seems that the prince also seems to be kept in the dark."

Zhao Gaowei nodded.

"It is true that this king has no involvement in the field of timber, but he does know a famous craftsman, and if there is a problem with the wood, he can know a thing or two at a glance."

"Then I will trouble the prince to invite this famous craftsman."

Zhao Gaowei beckoned to the outside of the house, and his subordinates immediately stepped forward to salute.

"Lord Wang."

Zhao Gaowei nodded.

"Go and invite the old gentleman from the wooden house outside the city, and say that there are some good things in the palace for him to come and see."

Before half a cup of tea arrived, Ye Hao saw an old gentleman in tattered clothes walking in at the door, hunched over and walking in in a hurry, his mouth was not idle for a moment, and he seemed to be saying something.

It was only when they got close that Ye Hao heard the words from his mouth.

"Let me see the old man, what good treasures are waiting for me in this palace, is it a thousand-year-old locust tree or a 10,000-year-old mahogany?"

Ye Hao took a shallow sip of tea to hide the embarrassment at the moment.

She was tempted to say that it was a bad scrap, but she believed that once she said it, the old gentleman would definitely leave without looking back.

She raised her eyes to look at Zhao Gaowei, only to see him remove the solemnity on his face and approach the old gentleman with an impermanent expression.

Although the old gentleman was eager to see the wood, he also saluted very properly.

"The grass people pay a visit to the prince."

Zhao Gaowei nodded and motioned for him to get up, then raised his hand and pointed to the pile of wood in the center of the courtyard.

"Look at what's wrong with the wood."

The old gentleman got up, Ye Hao put down the teacup in his hand and followed his movements, waiting with bated breath for the result he gave.

The quality of the timber is not only a matter of money, but also of the poor who are waiting to live in the houses, which are the source of their livelihood.

I saw the old gentleman take out an awl and a shovel from his tattered clothes, and knocked twice before walking to the wood.

He first pointed the wood at the sun, looked at the glossy on it, and couldn't help but smack his tongue:

"There's something there."

Ye Hao was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that there was a mistake when observing in the wasteland before? Or is there some wood that is inferior and some wood that is good?

She narrowed her eyes slightly, staring closely at the old gentleman's movements.

The old gentleman took the awl and caressed the wood wantonly with his eyes closed, until he stayed in the middle position, suddenly opened his eyes and plunged the awl into the wood, only to hear a bang, the wood was split in two, and his originally slow movements became very fast, with a scoop with his right hand and a shovel with his left hand, he shoveled off the debris of the wood.

Then he took out a fire breaker from his bosom and blew it twice, igniting the wood chips.

"Sure enough......"

As soon as the old gentleman's words fell, an extremely unpleasant smell wafted out.

Even the layman's Ye Hao knew that this should not be what a good wood could have.

Sure enough, the old gentleman smiled and told the story.

"Normal, good wood won't be split into two pieces even if I go down with an awl, but it's as brittle as paper, and the smell of burning the fire makes it clear that this wood is garbage in the garbage."

The old gentleman found the place where he had broken it with an awl before, and slashed it with his palm as a sword, only to hear a bang, and the wood broke in half.

The old gentleman shook his head and sighed.

"Lord Wang, ordinary people don't use this wood, only those poor people

It will be used to make furniture that does not need much weight, otherwise it may die at any time!"

After saying that, the old gentleman picked up the shovel again, scraped off the patent leather with a pale yellow glow, and put it in the sun.

In a few breaths, the patent leather actually began to change color, slowly receding from the original pale yellow to leak the true color inside.

In this regard, the old gentleman slowly explained:

"These patent leathers are obviously made with elaborate dyes and other materials, and they don't change when combined with inferior wood, but if they are separated, they fade and even spontaneously combust if the sun is hot enough!"

Ye Hao gasped.

It was hard for her to imagine what it would have been like for the poor people to live in it if the timber had not been found.

Houses collapsed, engulfed in flames, and wails continued.

The loss of money is small, but those are all fresh lives, even if they are poor, they are all lives!

Ye Hao raised her eyes to look at Zhao Gaowei, only to see that he also looked over.

"Where does this wood come from?"

Zhao Gaowei had an indissoluble solemnity between his eyebrows, obviously, he also knew how much trouble this wood would cause if it was used in construction.

Ye Hao sank into a slightly chaotic aura.

"New Wasteland."

Just three words made the atmosphere very solid.

Zhao Gaowei stared into Ye Hao's eyes.

"Timber for the poor to build houses?"

Ye Hao nodded, even if it was a simple action, she felt very stiff.

She couldn't understand how ruthless it was to do such a vicious thing, like a python hiding in the grass waiting for its prey to show its fangs, and if she didn't pay attention, she would die here, even if she stood in the warm sun, she still felt like a basin of cold water poured from her head to the bottom, cold to the bone.

"Do you find out who did it?"

Zhao Gaowei narrowed his eyes slightly.

She already knew who it was.

Ye Hao got up and took out the account book he had obtained from the main book of the Ministry of Agriculture, which recorded the expenditure of large and small materials, and it was enough to know who had moved his hands and feet at a glance.

Zhao Gaowei looked at the details of the ledger with a solemn face, and every detail of the mistake in it was well circled by Ye Hao, and when he finished reading the entire ledger, he finally knew why Ye Hao would make such a scene in the courtyard.

The wood recorded in the ledger does not match the actual wood used, and there are too few people who can do this while secretly replacing the wood and taking some oil and water from it and putting it in their pockets, and the biggest suspicion is-

"Steward Yue!"

Zhao Gaowei roared angrily, and the birds in the courtyard flew everywhere in the air, fleeing in all directions.

Steward Yue, who was called, was even more frightened and knelt on the ground and hurriedly wailed:

"Wronged, prince, your subordinates have no second thoughts about you, and I beg the prince to see what is going on!"

Zhao Gaowei didn't believe his words at all, picked up the ledger and threw it in his face, only to hear a bang, the ledger fell to the ground, and the pages blown by the wind just leaked out of the oil and water as much as 10,000 taels of gold, and anyone who looked at it couldn't help but sigh.

"This matter is most closely related to your relationship interests, what else do you have to quibble?"

In the face of Zhao Gaowei's anger, although Steward Yue's whole body was soaked with sweat, he gritted his teeth and looked up at Zhao Gaowei.

"Lord Wang, it's really not a subordinate!"

He even raised his hands and swore a poisonous oath.

"If it is really done by subordinates, it is not too much to let subordinates be beheaded all over the house, and it is not too much for subordinates to be divided into five horses!"

However, this shouting tone and stubborn eyes made Zhao Gaowei's anger burn directly to the top of his head, and he raised his foot irrationally and was about to kick towards Steward Yue.

If it were normally Zhao Gaowei's kick, nothing would happen, but this angry kick, if it was really a real hit, ordinary people would have to take half a life.

Ye Hao saw that the atmosphere was almost done, so she opened her mouth:

"Wait a minute, Lord Wang, things are not what you think."

The clear and majestic voice was like a wisp of sound that not only rescued Steward Yue, but also made Zhao Gaowei's heart burned with anger gradually calm down, and his raised feet hung in the air.

Because of the anger, the expression on his face was still a little hideous and looked at Ye Hao, and even his tone was very unpolite.

"You want to intercede for him?"

Facing this scene, Ye Hao didn't have the slightest but, just curled the corners of her mouth and smiled, shaking her head.

Zhao Gaowei frowned, and his tone became more blunt than before.

"Then why stop this king?"

However, although he was unhappy in his heart, he did not get angry with her, but his tone became much colder.

"Steward Yue didn't do anything wrong in the first place, so why did he plead for mercy?"

The smile on the corner of Ye Hao's mouth deepened, but her eyes fell on Steward Yue.

I saw that Steward Yue was also looking at her with a look of asking for help.

She smiled, reassuring him with her eyes that he didn't have to worry too much, and then slowly turned to Zhao Gaowei, signaling him not to be impatient and not to be impulsive.

At this time, Zhao Gaowei's frowning brows deepened a little, but he knew very well that Ye Hao did things for a reason, so when he looked at Steward Yue again, his eyes were no longer full of anger, but a little uncertain.

Seeing him like this, Ye Hao also knew that he had gradually calmed down at the moment, and said unhurriedly:

"I've been working with Steward Yue for some time, so naturally I know who he is. No matter how shameless Steward Yue is, he will never do anything to those people, what kind of person he is, I think you should know very well about the prince."

Zhao Gaowei looked at Steward Yue, who was still looking up at him, and the firmness in his eyes was no different from the beginning even when he raised his feet, and coupled with Ye Hao's words, his reason was also pulled back.

He lowered his raised leg and glanced at Ye Hao.

"According to you, there seems to be some article in this."

Ye Hao nodded, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

"That's exactly what I meant."

Zhao Gaowei narrowed his eyes dangerously, and trampled the already fragile wood on the side with one foot, he looked around at the people in the courtyard, everyone who was looked at couldn't help but tremble, and all of them lowered their heads and didn't dare to say anything, for fear that their lives would be crushed like the wood under this rage.

"And who, according to you, is the initiator?" Zhao Gaowei finally set his eyes on Ye Hao.

Ye Hao said in a deep voice:

"At this moment, the timber used for the construction of the new wasteland is of inferior quality on the ground, including the houses that have already been built."

Zhao Gaowei narrowed his eyes again.

"According to you, this matter must have been premeditated from the very beginning, and it was only recently discovered that this matter was discovered."

"That's right."

Ye Hao nodded.

"And this matter was also notified to me by Steward Yue, if it was really him, would he be stupid enough to tell me about the inferior wood?"

Zhao Gaowei's suspicion of Steward Yue dissipated a lot because of her few words.

As she walked over to the timber, she spoke again:

"Moreover, Steward Yue also took over after this, and there was such a person before who seemed to have been forgotten by the prince."

If Zhao Gaowei still had doubts about Steward Yue, but because of this reminder, he disappeared completely, he narrowed his eyes dangerously and met Ye Hao's eyes, and he already had the figure of that person in his heart.