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

Wang Jing stepped forward and slapped the master in the face: "What do you do for a living? You dare to arrest Lord Bai's cousin!"

"Sir, it's unjust, unjust! I received a report that the innkeeper didn't pay taxes. I didn't know that Master Bai's cousin would be arrested!"

Wang Jing cupped his hands towards Mo Ling and said, "Master Bai, this is just a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding!"

Mo Ling snorted, and walked out of the prison with Feng Jiuqing in his arms. Wang Jing followed behind him all the way: "Master Bai, calm down. I know nothing. It's all because my subordinates are useless and made the wrong mistake. Please be magnanimous and don't meet with them."

Mo Ling turned a deaf ear to him and when he was about to get on the carriage with Feng Jiuqing in his arms, he suddenly stopped and said, "Master Wang must know whether this is a misunderstanding or not."

Wang Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead. How could he know that this group of troublemakers would capture Bai Yunjin's cousin? A bunch of trash.

The lawyer and the captain of the police followed Wang Jing out, each with their heads hung like defeated roosters.

"Useless! What are you all for? Useless!"

The lawyer and the constable fell to their knees on the ground, not daring to say anything.

"Hurry up and prepare some fine medicinal herbs and treasures to apologize to Lord Bai's cousin! If you go too late, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Wang Jing knew that the Bai man should not be offended easily. After all, there was a huge marquisate behind him, which could crush him, a small sixth-rank official, with just a flick of the finger. The master would definitely not offend the marquisate to protect him.

Suizhou was originally his territory, and even though Bai Yunjin was a high-ranking official, he could not do anything to him easily.

But now that Bai Yunjin has something on him, it's hard to say. He can only push the blame onto these subordinates to have a chance of getting away.

But looking at Bai Yunjin's attitude towards that cousin, it doesn't seem like a brother, but more like a lover. Those aristocratic families really know how to play.

It must be said that Wang Jing had accidentally touched upon a little truth. Bai Yunjin, who was secretly investigating Feiniao Tower, did not know that his Majesty would ruin his reputation, making him unable to even enter the door after returning and forced to kneel on the washboard for a long time.

Feng Jiuqing was brought back to the inn by Mo Ling. After Mo Ling put him down, he kept looking at him expressionlessly, as if he was perhaps angry?

Feng Jiuqing tried to get away with it: "Ayan."

Mo Ling remained unmoved.

Feng Jiuqing took Mo Ling's sleeve and shook it: "Ayan."

Mo Ling took away the clothes coldly and mercilessly, with a frosty look on his face.

"Do you know you're wrong?"

It seemed like Yan'er was obsessed with making him admit his mistake, just like last time.

Feng Jiuqing admitted her mistake obediently: "Qingqing knows I was wrong."

I dare you next time.

Mo Ling suddenly approached Feng Jiuqing: "Oh, really? What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have let them take Qingqing away. I shouldn't have put myself in danger alone."

Mo Ling trapped Feng Jiuqing between his arms: "So, Qingqing, you are committing this crime knowingly?"

"No, sir."

Feng Jiuqing blinked his bright big eyes, trying to gain a little sympathy from the cold-hearted man.

"Quibbling. You did the same thing last time. Do you remember what Yu said last time?"

Feng Jiuqing seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly turned red, spreading to the tips of his ears.

"My dear, remember this."

Mo Ling's dark pupils were filled with a hint of coldness: "Do I have to tie you up before you will obey?"

Feng Jiuqing can only pretend to be weak, innocent and pitiful in front of someone cruel, in order to buy himself a glimmer of hope.

"Qingqing knows she was wrong, and she won't do it again next time."

Mo Ling was almost amused by this audacious little bastard: "Is there a next time? Qingqing, am I too indulgent towards you?"

Feng Jiuqing didn't dare to speak, Yan'er looked so scary like this.

"Why are you silent? Do you agree?"

Mo Ling still didn't want to let Feng Jiuqing go, so Feng Jiuqing could only show weakness under the pressure: "There won't be a next time. I won't dare to do it again."

Mo Ling felt even more oppressed: "You said the same thing last time. Qingqing, do you think I should believe you?"

Do you think I dare to speak, Your Majesty? You are forcing me to confess, do you know that?

Feng Jiuqing could only resort to tears. With tears in his eyes, he looked at Mo Ling pitifully.

But Mo Ling was hard-hearted: "There's no use crying."

If Feng Jiuqing knew what Mo Ling was thinking, he probably wouldn't have used this trick to make Mo Ling soften his heart.

Mo Ling reached out to wipe away the tears from Feng Jiuqing's face, but in his heart he was thinking that Qingqing was so beautiful when she cried. But that was not enough, he really wanted to see Qingqing crying and begging him.

"My dear, how should I punish you?"

Feng Jiuqing stared at Mo Ling warily and said aggrievedly, "Can't you just not punish me?"

"No."

Mo Ling refused coldly.

The person involved, Feng Jiuqing, refused to disclose the specific process of the punishment, only saying that he was forced to sign an unequal treaty of ceding land and paying compensation.

All the gifts sent by Wang Jing and Suizhou government were returned by Mo Ling, and Wang Jing was so angry that he smashed several expensive vases.

"It's all your fault, you useless bastards! If you hadn't arrested Bai's cousin, he wouldn't have been so ruthless."

Wang Jing's chest was heaving violently, and there were even a few bloodshot eyes.

The master flattered Wang Jing and said, "Sir, why don't we just blame that Lu guy. They are the ones who caused the trouble anyway, and we can't lose the big picture because of the small one."

Wang Jing glared at his master and said, "Do you need me to tell you? He is the cousin of the Left Prime Minister. If the Prime Minister blames him, who will be able to take the responsibility? Besides, what if they don't keep their mouths shut and let the matter leak out?"

The master whispered something in Wang Jing's ear, and Wang Jing's frown finally relaxed, and he even smiled: "Just do as you say."

Bingchen came back with the information he had found out. Xinghua Village was indeed Li Ergou's hometown. There was no doubt about his identity and information. His sister was indeed sold to a wealthy businessman named Lu, and the businessman's son was indeed dead. Rumor has it that Li Ergou's sister was arranged for a ghost marriage with the rich businessman's young master.

As to whether his sister was beaten to death or buried alive, more accurate information has not been found yet, because the rumor outside is that Li Ergou's sister hanged herself and then arranged a ghost marriage.

Feng Jiuqing sat beside Mo Ling listlessly, looking listless. It was only after hearing about the Lu family that his expression changed slightly.

"The wealthy businessman surnamed Lu? Is his name Lu Youzhong?"

Mo Ling raised his eyes and looked at Feng Jiuqing: "Qingqing knows this person?"

"Well, I don't really know. I overheard it when I passed by before. It is said that this wealthy businessman named Lu is a great philanthropist. He not only opened the Keats Home in Suizhou, but also opened a charity hall, which specifically accommodates those who have nowhere to go. Lu Youzhong is the most famous philanthropist in Suizhou."

Bingchen also continued, "This Mr. Lu is indeed well-known in Suizhou. Even though he did something like a ghost marriage, the people in the surrounding areas still praise him highly."