"I'm as tired as you are...... Do you know what I'm going to do? Guess ......? Ye Yongjia was so drunk that his tongue couldn't be straightened, there were tears left in the corners of his eyes, and his face seemed to be burning red.

Wei Huai was not drunk, but his face was slightly drunk: "Although you are my student, I am not a roundworm in your stomach, who can guess!" ”

"I ...... I'm a dignified ...... The prefect of Nanjing is not anyone's ...... Student! He tilted his head in a daze, and couldn't speak.

"I'm here for ...... It's to go to the prince and shake out all these incriminating evidence, so as to save ......" Speaking of this, he hiccuped and took out the few official documents he had with him, "Save them from saying this and that behind their backs, I still ...... Make a break yourself! If you cut off my head, you will be happy; I still think I've made a lot of money! Make a lot of money......" He smiled bitterly for a long time, and gradually couldn't help but whimper.

Wei Huai patted him on the shoulder silently, and then whispered comfort: "Why bother? Why ......"

"You have ambitions, and you don't want to ignore the people of the world, but I, Ye Yongjia, have nothing...... Nothing......" his voice was extremely hoarse.

"Why not? You get me up first! Wei Huai put one hand around his arm, but Ye Yongjia was still motionless.

"If I go on...... Continue to live as before, not only to bear the previous crimes, but also to help that gang of traitors do shameless and despicable deeds! What do those people think of me, they want to peel my skin off! ”

He shook his head, and then took another long sip of wine, "The people are going to kill me...... The top is going to use me...... I myself look down on me, you say, what else can I do? What's wrong with you? I didn't think so. That's a good ......."

"Don't be discouraged, get up." Wei Huai said with a serious expression.

Ye Yongjia raised his head and glanced at Wei Huai, then leaned on the table and stood up slowly.

"Get up, get up......" he muttered.

"Tinglong, don't you think it's a bit hypocritical for you to be like this?" Wei Huai tapped his leg with a rattan crutch.

"Hypocrisy? Haha, I don't even ...... my life."

Before Ye Yongjia finished speaking, he suddenly heard a gust of wind blowing in his ears, and then there was a 'pop' sound, and he ate a loud and crisp slap from Wei Huai. After this beating, he woke up seven or eight minutes from alcohol, and stood straight in place.

"You think I'm easy? I have no power or power, and I have to grit my teeth and persist in doing this business, not to mention that I have been in prison for a while, and I was almost assassinated! ”

Wei Huai took a step forward, his eyes released a resolute gaze, and he stared at him tightly: "You are a prefect, and you already have superior power, so you should think more about making meritorious contributions and helping the country...... But you're here without disease** and doing nothing! If you are really such a person, don't pretend to be a high-minded person on weekdays, and talk about how others are doing nonsense and how they are acting for the tiger...... If you really want that, you can be like them! ”

"But they would not dare to die."

"Dead? If you really want to do this, no one can stop you; But I'm your old husband anyway, so you won't be allowed to do that! ”

"Have you thought about it, you are quiet when you die, but doesn't it just happen to fulfill Wan Heshun's wishes? For one's own benefit, it is equivalent to selling this life to others...... Or a traitor like Wan Heshun! Wei Huai shouted hoarsely.

"What is this incriminating evidence?" Wei Huai grabbed those official documents, turned around and picked up a candlestick that was glowing, and the firelight flickered into Ye Yongjia's eyes.

"If you want to change your mind, a few documents can't stop you," Wei Huai threw the official document on the table, "If you want to be a person again, you will burn these things and end up with the past." This is more meaningful than sending it to Wan Heshun. ”

The fire in Ye Yongjia's eyes seemed to be warming and boiling his heart, not to mention that there was this Wei Huai standing beside him. This made him feel as if he was in a spiritual sublimation at this moment.

Ye Yongjia did not hesitate, and walked straight to the candlestick, and a hot breath came to his face. He took the papers in his hand and gradually reached the edge of the candlestick. In an instant, flames flickered, and the candle flame burned from the tip of the paper to the end, quickly extending to his fingertips. But Ye Yongjia no longer felt pain - he was already reborn in Nirvana.

September. Heavy rain in Nanjing.

This downpour of rain and strong winds washed away an ancient city, which was simply beyond everyone's expectations. What is even more frightening is that the impatient rain became heavier and heavier, so that it continued to flow, and finally one day it broke out.

The water of the Qinhuai River was suddenly lifted, but the usually quiet riverside suddenly rolled up a huge roar like a lion, and the snow-white wave broke the pontoon bridge and embankment, and smashed into the shore, sweeping away the people close to the river, and attacking in all directions at a rapid speed.

Mixed with the sound of lightning and thunder, the houses collapsed wherever the water passed, swallowing both banks under the river.

"I've told your Ministry of Industry a long time ago! The is in disrepair, the dam is in disrepair, how many times have I said it! Wei Chong stood in front of Wan Heshun and roared at the trembling Nanjing Ministry of Industry.

"The sandbar in the upper reaches of the Qinhuai River has been silted, and a channel to the Yangtze River has recently been dug up, causing the river to carry sand and drain down to the inland river...... There is nothing the lower officials can do......"

"Excuses! Excuse! It's all a pretext! Wei Chong raised his hand, "No matter what reason your Ministry of Industry is looking for, the problem is yours!" Having said so much, why didn't you dredge the river and repair the embankment in the first place?! Could it be that the treasury silver of the Ministry of Industry is your family's private property? Such a dime! Wei Chong looked back angrily, but saw Wan Heshun smiling slyly.

"King Wanjun, look at ......"

"I see that Ye Yongjia has recovered well recently, so why don't you just hand it over to him?" Wan Heshun lightly pointed to the Ministry of Works.

Wei Chong was stunned for a while, and then nodded to the prince as if he had just woken up from a dream: "The villain will do it immediately!" ”

"Ah, Wei Ye will stand for a while first."

Wei Chong walked out of the palace with Na Shangshu and walked to the side of the street, when he was suddenly stopped.

"How?" Wei Chong squinted his eyes disdainfully.

"I'm afraid that the king of the county will take my life when the time comes......" Shang Shu said in a low voice.

"Is the king like that?" Wei Chong asked fiercely.

"Master Wei, do you want this silver?" Shang Shu wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, looked cautiously in all directions, and then secretly untied his coat and stuffed a silver ticket over.

"How much?"

"Fifty taels."

"Okay, good......" Wei Chong patted his clothes and confirmed that the ticket was in his hand, "Just mention it if you have something." ”

"You probe the wind, if the prince moves that meaning, please write me a transfer document for the prince, and when the time comes, I can also protect my official position and not be incognito."

"Yes." Although Wei Chong was Wan Heshun's confidant, he still agreed with satisfaction.