The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Cang Lang has already transferred most of the people in the Grand Tutor's Mansion to avoid any disaster. At the same time, Cang Lang also found out that the soldiers who were transporting the relief grain were most likely killed by the people in Feihua Tower.

People in the court may not be familiar with it, but Canglang has been in the martial arts world and is relatively familiar with Feihua Tower. The most powerful killer in Feihua Tower can pick leaves to kill people, so he is also called Yiye Feihua, because the blood on the green leaves looks like blooming flowers.

Feng Jiuqing wanted to leave the palace immediately to beat up the man behind Feihua Tower! How outrageous! You are used to blaming him, right? How dare you blaming him for such a big pot! Do you want him to be a sinner who will be infamous for eternity in Dayue, and give Mo Ling a knife to kill him?

As long as Mo Ling is willing to take over the knife and follow their ideas to convict him of the crime, as long as he himself does not come out, they can pin the crime on him, or wait for him to come out and fight with Mo Ling to a lose-lose situation, and then he can benefit from it. In this way, no matter what, the person behind the scenes will be the biggest winner.

What a good plan, putting him on fire and frying him in exchange for the interests of the person behind the scenes, it is just like getting something for nothing.

Three hours ago, in the Xuanshi Hall of the Imperial Palace.

"Your Majesty, the relief grain for Changning was finally gathered together. Now the Ministry of Revenue really cannot provide the grain and silver for disaster relief." Minister Yang of the Ministry of Revenue's face was broken with tears.

Mo Ling knew that the national treasury was empty, but the people of Changning couldn't wait!

"According to Prime Minister Jian's opinion, I will immediately issue an imperial decree. Minister Yang can take the imperial decree to borrow grain from wealthy households, and return it to the wealthy households after the summer tax is transported to the capital. All wealthy households that participate in this grain borrowing can enjoy different tax reductions next year based on the amount of grain borrowed. The specific rules will be formulated by Prime Minister Jian and Prime Minister Lu, and you must be quick. I will only give you three days to borrow grain!"

"We obey your command!" Jian Han and others bowed.

"The Minister of War will transfer 5,000 men to the command of Duke Shen, and will set out to transport relief grain in three days. After ensuring that it is safely transported, dispatch some men to look for General Wen!"

"Yes!"

Just when everyone was preparing to leave the Xuanshi Hall, another soldier arrived in front of the hall.

"Your Majesty! The grain robbers were carrying a token from the Grand Tutor's Mansion. General Wen helped the grain robbers kill the soldiers who were transporting the relief grain. I saw all of this with my own eyes! This is the token!"

The man was holding a bloodstained jade pendant in his hand and spitting blood as he spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground as if he had used up his last bit of strength.

Everyone in the Xuanshi Hall was shocked by the news. Almost everyone was thinking, how could the Grand Tutor rob food, how could General Wen defect, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

After a few breaths, Prime Minister Lu came to his senses, took out the jade pendant and examined it carefully. After confirming that he had made no mistake, he frowned and said, "Your Majesty, it is indeed a token from the Grand Tutor's Mansion."

Even though Prime Minister Lu and the Grand Tutor didn't get along, he didn't want to believe it was true. Although he didn't like the Grand Tutor, he didn't think the Grand Tutor was someone who could rob disaster relief grain. The credible object really appeared in front of him, so he couldn't pretend not to know it.

Another Grand Tutor? Mo Ling frowned. Last time he kidnapped the King of Nancheng, this time he kidnapped the disaster relief grain, all of which were the same token. Mo Ling didn't believe that man could do such a thing, but he was an emperor, and he had the same common problems as all emperors. Even if he didn't believe it, he was suspicious in his heart.

"Impossible, the Grand Master is not that kind of person!" Jian Han said in disbelief. He knew that the Grand Master was in the capital, in the emperor's bedroom, so it was impossible for the Grand Master to do such a thing.

"Why is Prime Minister Jian so confident?" asked Minister Yang of the Ministry of Revenue.

"Grand Master is not short of money or food, why would he rob these things?" Jian Han glanced at Minister Yang and retorted softly.

Minister Yang said seriously, "Just because you don't need it doesn't mean you don't want it. Who would complain about having too much money? Even if you don't need it, it's still pleasing to the eye. I just don't know why Prime Minister Jian keeps speaking for the Grand Tutor?"

"Then why did Minister Yang decide that it was the Grand Tutor?"

Jian Han bowed to Mo Ling expressionlessly and said, "Your Majesty, I feel that there is something fishy about this matter. It may be someone deliberately framing you. Please don't be fooled by someone with ulterior motives."

Mo Ling's face became darker and darker. He pinched his brows and said, "We'll discuss this later. Let's solve the problem of disaster relief grain in Changning first."

"As ordered, I will take my leave!"

After everyone had left, Yan Yiran appeared in the Xuanshi Hall: "Your Majesty."

"Get up, Yiran. I have something I'd like you to investigate." Mo Ling leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed.

"Your Majesty, please give your orders. I will do whatever it takes to die for you!" Yan Yiran said as if he was swearing an oath.

"Go and help me check my background. I suspect that I may not be the Queen Mother's son." Mo Ling's voice sounded extremely tired.

Yan Yiran looked a little surprised, but when he saw Mo Ling's prepared appearance, he immediately stepped forward and massaged the acupuncture points on Mo Ling's head.

"Why does your majesty have such suspicion?"

Mo Ling didn't like to interact with people, but Yan Yiran and Feng Jiuqing were exceptions. One was his study partner since childhood, and even during his most difficult years, she stayed by his side without any resentment. The other was someone he liked, and helped him solve many problems.

Mo Ling felt his headache ease a little: "Nothing, I just had this thought suddenly."

"Yes, whatever Your Majesty wants to know, I will find out for Your Majesty."

Mo Ling finally smiled: "As long as Yiran is here, I will feel at ease."

Yan Yiran's eyes flickered, and he suppressed his emotions. He said with a little hesitation, "Your Majesty, I have something to tell you. I wonder if I should tell you."

"Is there anything you can't say in front of me? Just say it."

Yan Yiran said softly: "It's about that noble lord."

Mo Ling suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of surprise and anxiety appeared on his face: "Qingqing? What happened to him?"

Yan Yiran's eyes dimmed a little, and he handed a piece of letter to Mo Ling: "I found this after you went to the Imperial Garden."

After Mo Ling opened it, there were only a few words and some symbols that he couldn't understand.

"what is this?"

Yan Yiran lowered his head and replied softly: "Before, His Majesty asked Yiran to investigate the Grand Tutor, and Yiran occasionally robbed the Grand Tutor's letters. If Yiran's guess is correct, your Majesty should be sending a message to the Grand Tutor. It's just that I am stupid and have never figured out what the Grand Tutor's letter means."

Mo Ling's face seemed to be frosted in an instant. Qingqing was communicating with the Grand Tutor without his knowledge, and it happened to be at this time. He couldn't help but wonder whether Qingqing really liked him, or was a spy sent by the Grand Tutor to him.

Will Qingqing betray him?

What should he do with Qingqing?

Mo Ling was silent for a while and said, "Continue to monitor your Excellency. If there is anything unusual, report it to me immediately."

It's not that he doesn't want to believe Qingqing, but he doesn't dare to take the risk. He has been harmed once by the person he once thought was closest to him, and he will never fall into the same trap twice.

"Yes!"