Uncle Ye Fenghua was shocked. Emperor Ming had always been suspicious of the Duke of Qing's Mansion, but Ji Shi wanted to ask for the title of Duke at the height of the storm...

Unlike Ye Fenghua's worried expression, cousin Ye Wenjin concentrated on thinking for a moment and immediately understood his grandmother's intention.

"Don't worry, father. Grandmother is testing Your Majesty."

Ye Fenghua was puzzled. He had always been fond of poetry and songs, and was also good at playing the piano, chess and painting. However, he was not good at the intrigues in the court, and he disdained these things. On the contrary, his son Ye Wenjin was not only very knowledgeable, but also well versed in all the intricacies of officialdom.

Ye Wenjin explained patiently.

"Your Majesty has three ways of dealing with a petition for a title. The first is to agree directly, which means that your majesty has reduced his suspicion of our Duke Qing's Mansion a lot, and the accident of Second Uncle this time has nothing to do with your majesty. The second is to withhold the petition and neither agree nor refuse, which means that your majesty has not yet decided how to deal with the Duke Qing's Mansion. In that case, this incident is most likely not related to your majesty, but it is also possible that your majesty is waiting to completely pin the theft of the disaster relief money on Second Uncle before making trouble for our mansion."

"In the last case, Your Majesty will reject the request for the title on the grounds that my second uncle is suspected of stealing disaster relief funds..."

"That means the disaster relief money was Emperor Ming's way of framing the Second Brother, or maybe someone else framed the Second Brother, but it played into Emperor Ming's hands, and his target was the entire Duke Qing's Mansion!"

Although Ye Fenghua did not care much about official tactics, he understood as soon as he heard it that Ye Shibo was just a suspect. If Emperor Ming used this to reject the position of Duke Qing that should have belonged to Ye Fenghua, it meant that he wanted to eliminate the Duke Qing's Mansion.

Ji rubbed his sore temples and let out a long sigh.

"Now that things have come to this, we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate."

Second aunt Yao, who was sobbing beside her, looked at Ji with hesitation, but finally couldn't help but speak.

"Mother, should we ask the Duke of Protectorate for help on this matter..."

"No!" Ji interrupted Yao flatly.

Yao lowered her head in shame and wiped her tears. She knew she shouldn't have mentioned the Duke of Protectorate Lin Mingyue. Although Lin Mingyue was the son-in-law of the Duke of Qing, the two families had rarely been in contact since Ye Yuanshuang passed away and Lin Mingyue had lived in Yanzhou. It was not until Lin Mingyue and his son returned triumphantly that they visited each other twice.

Yao knew Ji's knot in her heart. Ye Yuanshuang, as the youngest daughter of the Duke of Qing, grew up under the love of the old Duke of Qing and Ji. She was a treasure in the hands of the old couple. However, such a precious daughter was poisoned to death by the old lady and the second wife of the Lin family because she married Lin Mingyue.

Ever since the truth about Ye Yuanshuang's death was revealed, Lin Mingyue had come to the Ji family's house several times to apologize, but was turned away. Presumably, Ji family was vicious towards the Lin family.

Ji closed her eyes tiredly. She had not slept since she learned that Ye Shibo was in trouble, and now she was exhausted.

Ji knew that Yao was eager to save her husband, but she would never take the initiative to find Lin Mingyue. She blamed him for Ye Yuanshuang's death, but she hated the culprits in the second branch of the Lin family even more, so she did not stop Yao from asking Lin Mingyue for help.

Ji is old, but not confused. Instead, he is the most clear-eyed person in the mansion of Duke Qing.

Although Emperor Ming now relies on Lin Mingyue, if Lin Mingyue makes any move to form a clique for personal gain, Emperor Ming will immediately classify Lin Mingyue as an enemy who needs to be guarded against, and he will no longer be an important official of the country who can be relied on, just like the Hu family.

In addition, Emperor Ming has always disliked the Duke of Qing's Mansion. If the Duke of Qing's Mansion has close contacts with Lin Mingyue at this time, it is hard to guarantee that Emperor Ming will not think too much.

Therefore, Ji simply took advantage of Ye Yuanshuang's death to completely cut off contact with Lin Mingyue, which not only saved the Duke Qing's Mansion, but also saved Lin Mingyue's family.

In Ji's heart, Lin Yushu and Lin Ling are Ye Yuanshuang's own flesh and blood, and the grandchildren she cares about most in the world. She absolutely does not want to implicate them.

Therefore, regarding the matter of Ye Shibo, the Ji family would never ask Lin Mingyue for help. If Lin Mingyue was smart enough, he would not help them openly either.

Ji sighed. It was just that Shu'er was a thoughtful girl who valued blood ties the most. She would not stand idly by. She hoped that she would not act impulsively and cause trouble for herself...

On the other side, in the General’s Mansion.

"Father, wait."

Lin Yushu stopped Lin Mingyue who was about to go to the palace to meet the emperor, and Lin Ling who was also about to rush into the palace with him to redress the grievances for his uncle.

Lin Mingyue's burly body suddenly stopped, his expression solemn.

"Shu'er, I know what you are going to say, but no matter what, I can't just sit back and watch."

"Father misunderstood. I didn't mean to stop you. I just wanted you to help your second uncle in a different way."

"What?" Lin Ling asked impatiently.

"If father rushes into the palace rashly, His Majesty will only suspect that you have too close a relationship with the Duke of Qing's Mansion and are suspected of forming a clique. His Majesty is already quite wary of the Duke of Qing's Mansion. If you go to the Emperor in person to plead for mercy..."

Lin Mingyue frowned heavily, and the expression on his face became more solemn.

How could he not think of this? But if he did not plead for mercy and Emperor Ming really sentenced Ye Shibo to death, how would he have the face to see Ye Yuanshuang a hundred years later!

Even if his plea would arouse Emperor Ming's suspicion, Lin Mingyue didn't care. He only knew that with his current power, as long as he opened his mouth, Emperor Ming would definitely give him face.

Lin Yushu shook her head helplessly and advised earnestly.

"Even if Your Majesty spares my second uncle this time, once the seeds of suspicion are planted, they will slowly germinate and bear fruit in the future. In the end, the Duke of Qing's Mansion will fall into crisis again, and Your Majesty will also suspect you at that time. Can you still save them?"

Lin Mingyue fell silent, and even the usually impulsive Lin Ling did not refute. They all knew that Lin Yushu was right.

"What should we do now?" Lin Ling asked anxiously.

"Pleading for mercy is only a temporary solution. If we want to completely rescue my second uncle, we must clear him of suspicion and catch the person who actually stole the disaster relief money."

Lin Mingyue and Lin Ling looked at each other and asked with some suspicion.

"Shu'er, do you have any idea to catch the thief?"

Lin Yushu smiled mysteriously, "The mountain man has his own clever plan."

At the same time, there were five large boxes of snow-white silver ingots in the Changsheng Shop in the North City, which were so dazzling that the servant could not open his eyes.

A middle-aged man covered his head and face, looking very mysterious, and whispered to the servant.

"This is the 100,000 taels of silver owed by the Lin family. Count them quickly!"

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