On that piece of paper was written, 'Whoever brings this thing, it is forbidden to sell salt,' and the seal of Tongzhi was printed under the words. The slave looked down, didn't pay attention, and almost collided with Liu Shuban, who came over.

"Who are you?" Liu Shuban felt offended and yelled angrily.

This roar also alarmed Ye Tongzhi in the room, and he quietly walked to the window and looked at the figures of the two in the shadows.

"Where the are you from?" Liu Shuban shouted again.

"I am a subordinate of Zhao Zhixian, you are ......" He didn't know where this person came from, and he didn't dare to offend.

"Inferior? I thought it was! The master is the scrivener of the household! You're still trying to contradict me! His spit flew into the man's face.

"No, I just bumped into it, where did you get such a big temper!" When he saw that Liu Shuban looked down on him, he was also anxious, so he was so angry that he took out the voucher in his pocket and showed it to him.

Ye Yongjia's eyebrows moved.

"See?" The servant wiped the spit from his face, "This is the ...... from Master Tongzhi."

When he saw Liu Shuban's face, he was suddenly pale, and he was stunned and motionless.

He came to his senses, hurriedly collected the note, pretended to be fine, and walked away briskly without looking back.

Ye Yongjia watched Liu Shuban stand for a long time before he walked towards him and knocked on the door.

"It's Liu Shuban. What are you here for? Ye Yongjia turned back to the door from the window and pushed the door open.

"I'll ...... This ......" Liu Shuban looked nervous, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

"Speak well." Ye Yongjia glared at him sternly.

"Yes......" Liu Shuban didn't dare to look into his eyes anymore, so it was much easier. The house is now in urgent need of a sum of money, write a note to borrow from the fundraiser, and you must agree. As he spoke, he pulled out a note.

"Naturally, I agreed," Ye Yongjia took a pen from the inkstone and asked for a note, "Sign it, right?" ”

"That's right." Liu Shuban lowered his head and wiped his sweat.

"Alright, you can take it."

Liu Shuban grabbed the note and hurriedly walked out.

Although Liu Shuban knew that Tongzhi had done such a disgraceful thing, what he didn't know was that Ye Yongjia had already presented a secret letter to Lu Deguang.

The letter was written concisely, which means that Liu Shuban found out about the matter. When Lu Deguang saw the letter, he was also shocked. If he is just short-sighted and wants to use things to blackmail money, it is fine; But if the wind spreads and the crime is confirmed, not only will the cousin's life be in danger, but he will also be involved. Although he was familiar with the actions of these officials, he was still a little uncertain.

As soon as he reached the embarrassing situation, he had to summon the capable 'military advisor' Li Yong and ask for a clever plan.

This is not a problem in Lebanese. All the choices that are caused by human nature are not a problem for him. Therefore, he has a superior judgment over others, and can be in the middle of it but stay out of it. But people are visibly more afraid of his ability to extinguish people's conscience, to make people draw closer and closer to the precipice of shamelessness, vileness, viciousness, and all other worthy evils, and finally fall into the abyss of loneliness.

Lu Deguang was advancing towards this cliff step by step.

"...... burned down the house?" Lu Deguang asked hesitantly.

"There's only one way." Li Yong's tone was firm.

"Why don't you just kill him?"

"The slave is afraid that this Liu Shuban will go back to the house, and it is inevitable that he will talk to everyone; If there is a fish that slips through the net and it is difficult to find it in the future, it will be troublesome. ”

Lu Deguang frowned, groaned for a while, and then said, "What a clever plan." You send someone to inform Ye Yongjia and teach him to choose soldiers, tomorrow night...... Burn the house. ”

Ye Yongjia did not have any conscience blame or fear. In his heart, it doesn't matter how many people are about to die, it's just a new feather added to this sin.

He immediately received the prefect's order, and transferred ten untimid veterans from the inspection department, only saying that the prefect wanted to select elites, so he ordered them to practice combat during the day, and the officials of the Manchu government, including Liu Shuban of the household, had nowhere to doubt it.

On that day, Ye Yongjia came to the house again and met with the clerks, that is, to explain their official affairs and talk about gossip, and the clerks did not think it was unusual. Among them, there are sharp-eyed ones, seeing that Ye Tongzhi often pays attention to those places where the foundation is loose and the wood is not thick, and he only wants to renovate the house in his heart, and there is no other guess. But Liu Shuban was always a little uncomfortable, although he didn't know what Ye Yongjia's intentions were, but he always felt a murderous aura in his heart.

After that, Ye Yongjia left the house, was silent all the way, returned to the mansion, sat down in the second hall, and handed Lu Deguang a secret letter, which said, 'The house is in disrepair, and the houses are made of wood'.

A few tiny flames flashed from behind the house, gently swaying in the night sky, lurking in the darkness; It shone on half of Ye Yongjia's face, floating back and forth in his eyes.

His face was facing the wind, and the wind was quiet, but strong.

The people in the room didn't feel it, Liu Shuban yawned on such a quiet and peaceful night, and some colleagues even fell asleep on the musty table.

Today they all have to be on duty all night, this is the prefect's arrangement. And Ye Yongjia came to inspect yesterday. The day before yesterday, he had seen the voucher. Liu Shuban vaguely felt that everything seemed to be connected. Only then did he have to brace himself to guard against being calculated by some cruel means.

Assassins suddenly come in? Or did I push the wall when I went out to relieve myself? He was pondering wildly, and he smelled a burnt paste.

Or will you burn all the people in this house? If that's the case, it's too ruthless. He thought about it again and again, and he became sleepy for a long time; He struggled to sweep his eyelids around, and immediately became alert: the fire spread above the beams and reached to the roof, and the pillars of the house were burning at the same time, almost burning to the ground.

Liu Shuban was so panicked that he couldn't take care of others, straightened his legs, and rushed to the door, the roof beam on his head smashed down instantly, but fortunately he slipped away quickly and only scraped his head. Seeing that nothing had happened, he hurried down the street, with countless desperate wails behind him.

Ye Yongjia stood in the distance, the fiery red house was reflected in his eyes, the house gradually collapsed, the fire beams and pillars of fire were ruthlessly pressed down, and the chests of the people trapped below were burned fiercely, their feet were kicked indiscriminately, their mouths were torn and wide open, and their eyes were bloodshot, almost bursting out. He seemed to be wailing loudly, but he couldn't hear it here. Several veterans couldn't even bear to look at it anymore, but Ye Yongjia didn't make any movement, even if his expression changed slightly and his fingers shook gently.

When he saw a figure running out of the house, he cried out as if he had seen prey, "Capture him!" Don't tell him to run away! ”

Although several soldiers were apprehensive about the scene just now, they still did not hesitate when they got the order, and their steps were like the wind, gradually closing the distance between them and Liu Shuban.

Liu Shuban was not strong in the end, and after running for a short distance, he was caught up and captured by those veterans. Liu Shuban's face turned yellow and blue, and he looked at the soldiers and shouted:

"Lord Yiye, it's you who set the fire!"