Dressed in a blue and gold crane and a fox fur felt hat, Wumeng was followed by two attendants and walked slowly on the long candle-lit street.

Along the way, from time to time, he would stare at the brocade-robed man leading the way in front of him, and then he would look into the doors with lanterns on both sides, looking around and panicking, like a chick stealing incense for the first time.

Only when you stand in front of him and look into his eyes can you see the fierceness in the eyes hidden under the brim of the hat, and the occasional evil aura between the eyes.

He was ordered by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to secretly visit the case of silver mining.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came with the imperial decree this time to thoroughly investigate the accounts of the silver mine in White Frost City over the years. For the Fullen family, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it would have been unimaginable before. And this time I got this good opportunity, and this is also because His Majesty saw that Empress Fulun intended to retreat, and he was extra gracious, so he made a will.

The day when the queen mother returned to the palace was postponed for another month.

Now, the Changli Palace is already a miasma, and Princess Hezhe took this opportunity to wantonly weave wings, and also disposed of many queen mothers' manpower. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince proposed to go to White Frost City at this time, but he did not intend to avoid its edge for the time being.

Xu is guilty of promoting new upstarts and elevating relatives before; Maybe he wants to see which is better or worse between the Hezhe clan and the Fulun clan; Or, it was Your Majesty that the old man was already old and confused, and he forgot the original arrangement, so he had a trip to White Frost City with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

In any case, the Fu Lun clan can be regarded as taking the lead this time, if there is no accident, the silver mine of White Frost City will definitely return to the palm, and the happier the Hezhe clan dances, the faster he will die.

Before leaving, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince deliberately went to the temple outside the city to bid farewell to Empress Fulun, and the queen mother only said one sentence to him:

When the water is clear, there are no fish.

This is a famous saying of the Song Kingdom, which means that no one is perfect and nothing is complete. The queen mother singled out these words, but she was afraid that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would be eager for quick success and hurt her own people by mistake.

No matter how disobedient and greedy that Bulsh Fulun is, it is also a dog of the Fu Lun family, and his net worth and life are in the hands of the Fu Lun family, so he should neither be too indulgent nor too strict.

With the reminder of the queen's mother, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also had a number in his heart, and sighed on the way here, he told his staff more than once that the accounts of the silver mine were only very unbearable.

Fortunately, Blusch's surname is Fulun, and he is clearly his own person, but this time His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to check the accounts in person, and the meat was rotten in the pot, no matter how outsiders couldn't handle it.

However, even with the preparations, the situation in White Frost City was far beyond everyone's expectations.

Someone secretly colluded with foreigners, stole silver mines, and even made a big deal to convert the silver mines into dry shares, and put them on the black market to openly sell them, and Brush, the watchdog, knew nothing about it, and let these daredevils swagger under his nose, saying that he was a waste is polite, it is simply useless.

After receiving the report, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was extremely angry, and immediately gave Wumeng three days, ordering him to find out a result, otherwise, Wumeng, the governor of the promotion, would not have to do it, and there were cattle and sheep on the grassland waiting for him to graze.

Umeng received the military order and ran around for two days, but he found some eyebrows. A Xinli broker who was captured by him confessed that the seller still had the last 20% of dry shares to sell.

Umeng ordered him to contact the seller, and about to trade at a prostitute in the private prostitution street at the time of the lamp tonight, and Umeng played the role of a rich businessman who paid for dry stocks.

Because of this, he put on a gorgeous costume today, dressed up as a wealthy Harqin merchant, and appeared in this fireworks willow alley.

It's a pity that today's seller is not a real seller, but a middleman who has been separated by several hands.

According to the Xinli broker, the middleman was originally a Jiangyang thief who had fled to Dajin for committing a capital crime in the Song Kingdom. At present, in addition to doing some murderous and overselling things, he will also act as a lackey of the nobles of the Jin Kingdom and work for them. And what this person wants most is a vassal of Fena Kusheri, who is said to want to take root in Dajin and never return to the Song Kingdom.

Umon was not surprised by this.

After all, it is a business of killing heads and exterminating the clan, so the seller has to put a few more layers of skin on his body, so as not to be seen through at a glance. And tonight's meeting with the Song dog intermediary is also to lead out the main person behind it, Yi Wumeng has also prepared a back hand in advance, and he must hold this thread firmly in his hand.

"Master, it's just ahead." The Xinli broker who led the way suddenly pointed ahead, and when Wumeng looked up, he saw a small courtyard with blue walls standing on the side of the street, and three bright red lanterns hanging above the door.

He stopped, put his hands behind his back, and looked into the courtyard with curiosity.

The courtyard door was hidden, and through the crack in the door, one or two figures of women could be faintly seen, all dressed in red and green, gold and silver, no different from the other portals on the street.

Umon gestured, and one of his attendants stepped forward at once, and put an arm on the shoulder of the new broker, and led him half-hostage, half-dragging.

The broker was frightened and struggled and shouted, "Master, didn't you say that you only need to ...... it?"

Before the words fell, there was a sudden sharp pain in the shoulder, as if the whole bone was about to be crushed by the hand that held the shoulder, and the Xinli broker turned pale in pain, and closed his mouth in shock, not daring to say a word, only turning a pair of eyes around, and not knowing what he was thinking.

Umun regarded the man as a dead man, and did not pay much attention to it, so his attendant led him up and knocked on the door.

"Babble", the door of the vermilion lacquer courtyard opened, and the two pretty little maids stood by the door with a smile, and the bustard mother of the half-old had already greeted her with a spring breeze, and greeted with a smile:

"Oh, the distinguished guest is finally here, but we have been waiting for a long time, and the girls are almost looking forward to the autumn water."

As he spoke, he threw a wink at Umon again, shook the veil, and a sweet and greasy fragrant wind wafted over.

Umon smiled in confusion, but his feet did not move.

"Sir." There was a whisper from beside him, and he turned his head, only to see the attendant who had stayed behind shaking his head imperceptibly.

The two entourages who came with Wumeng today were all pretending to be His Royal Highness the Prince's personal guards, and they were armed with martial arts, and their five senses were more acute than ordinary people, and they were hinting at Wumeng at this time, and there was no ambush around.

The guard who dragged the Xinli broker to knock on the door also waited for an opportunity to turn around and gesture to Umun.

There is no abnormality in the hospital.

From this point of view, it seems that Jiang Yang Avenue, who made an appointment with him, really came to discuss business, but did not arrange a Hongmen banquet to entertain guests.

"Meng Chun'er, a slave, has seen a son."

Just as he was thinking about it, a gentle voice suddenly sounded, and Wumeng stared at it, but saw another white-skinned and thin-waisted woman walking out of the door, saluting him with a curling nana, and then stretching out her arms and laughing:

"Childe, please."