The shadow guard laughs at me with a broken sleeve

The people in the room were a little surprised when the unseen Master Yan said so many words, but the meaning behind his words made them even more unbelievable.

Someone recalled Zhou Linxue's confession in the morning, and said in disbelief, "But Zhou Linxue said that he was also injured by gangsters in order to protect the official bank."

Yan Li's eyes didn't change, he just said: "He wasn't there when I went, and after that, I don't know."

In this way, even if Zhou Linxue really went to the official banker, it might be because he wanted to embezzle the banker privately and was injured in a fight with another person.

Xing Xin had to think faster, and broke the silence and asked, "So Lord Yan thinks that Zhou Linxue wants to embezzle official money?"

Yan Li nodded: "Exactly."

Seeing that someone wanted to say something in disapproval, he took the first step and continued: "But it's not all. On the night we first came, Zhou Linxue ordered the servant to burn incense in the prince's room, and the person who entered the prince's room last was the master." Dress up."

As soon as this remark came out, the weight became more substantial. The few people who wanted to refute were almost dumbfounded, and most of them believed it.

But in fact, Yan Li made it up, how could the spies who came to Daqing still wear Dachu's clothes, didn't they just tell others to pay more attention to him?

I said this to establish Xue Lang's image in everyone's hearts, and also to remind them that the prince is very powerful and predicts things like a god, so I advise them not to run into each other recklessly.

Suddenly, someone asked from an extremely tricky angle: "Master Yan, since you have already discovered the actions of the servants, why do you allow them to attack the prince?"

Hearing the reputation, Yan Li looked at Xue Lang, who was at odds with Xue Lang. As soon as he asked, the other people's eyes came over him. He didn't care if he was suspicious or wary, and said calmly: "My lord is willing to risk his life, why not?" You go to persuade?"

Thinking of King Li's unpredictable temper, they waved their hands and said repeatedly: "Don't dare."

The people watching here were all fooled, Yan Li put down the teacup, made some noises, waited for their attention to return to him, and ordered: "If you can't find it, keep searching. After other evidence is found, doesn’t Zhou Linxue still have a son? Take him to trial, if the imperial guards can’t handle this matter...”

He pondered for a while, his sharpened jaw tightened slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Let's hand it over to my shadow guard, He Shaotang, and you go to interrogate yourself, and bring that young master Zhou to Zhou Linxue, and the two of you will interrogate him face to face." .”

He Shaotang is good at wielding the whip and handling punishments, none of his men can come out in a normal state of mind.

The man in black took the order and went away. Ye Hang frowned tightly, trying to say that lynching was wrong. Yan Li looked at him nonchalantly, and said, "Commander Ye, we have our rules in handling affairs in Prince Li's Mansion. It's better not to interfere."

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that this camel is eating the best grass.

The first rank of the official rank crushed people, not to mention that Xue Lang is still a prince with great military exploits, let alone the execution, even if the Li prince's mansion wanted to kill Zhou Linxue, they would have nothing to say.

Yan Li's aura was well controlled, one moment he was defiant, and the next moment he asked them how the flood was being handled, as if he wasn't the one who acted vigorously before.

So the frightened adults were forcibly pulled back to the topic, discussing how to control the water and how to resettle the people, and occasionally quarreled with each other until their faces were red.

Yan Li listened quietly, he didn't know much about this, he just gave them an excuse, if this matter can be resolved, the master doesn't need to bother.

When discussing the rebuilding of the house, someone asked worriedly: "Master Yan, how much of the official bank is lost?"

Yan Li shook his head. After he realized that his master was in danger, he hurried back and didn't bother with the open box at all.

Ye Hang asked someone to check it in time, Xing Xin also had a worried look on his face, and said: "Wu'an City has been destroyed more than we imagined. It will cost more than half of the money to strengthen the dams and repair the houses, and then the fields will be watered. I am afraid that they will not be able to cultivate, which is bad news for the people, so there must be a special sum of money to help them."

If the official bank is lost too much and cannot be handed over in time, they will all lose their heads.

Someone followed Xing Xin's words and said: "Those who escaped from Wu'an may return here after the flood control is over. By then, how they settle will cost a lot of money."

Yan Li couldn't help but frown because of the worry that no money would confuse a hero, and the whole room would be overflowing, and then thought of a rough solution: "Confiscate Zhou's mansion, confiscate the money, and find the rich man in the city Gentlemen collect donations, collect as much as you can."

Although it was simple and rude, it did open up a way of thinking for these grey-haired literati. Thinking that the confiscation of the Zhou Mansion would allow them to deal with business in time, Yan Li's previous actions became insignificant.

What's more, what he said all morning is more than what King Li put together in the past few days. The people above are not talkative, so they don't know how to make up their minds. Speaker.

Yan Li didn't know about their misunderstanding, it was too late.

Since then, Yan Li was forced to stand in front of the stage from behind the scenes, and became Xue Lang's mouthpiece.

10. Chapter 10

Today's Wu'an is also snowflakes, because Yan Li is seriously injured and can't use his internal strength, and because he came in a hurry, he wears single clothes, which makes him too cold to walk when he goes out, and his lips are blue.

He walked in a hurry in the early morning, but he didn't remember whether it was cold or not. He made up his mind to find some thick clothes to put on when he returned home. It was too cold this day, and it got colder as he went back.

In order not to let others notice, Yan Li said goodbye to them and rushed back without stopping, remembering what his master said not to leave the yard.

It's a pity that it was too late to go back. Xue Lang was already in the yard, lying lazily under the flower stand alone. This kind of flower is unique to the north. It blooms in winter. There are many and big flowers, red and blue, and the clusters are very It is pleasing.

People are more delicate than flowers, and we are talking about His Royal Highness Li Wang. His romantic style is deeply rooted in his bones. Even with his black hair tied up in a messy manner, his fierce temperament still makes Yan Xin's head move slightly.

He quickly walked up to Xue Lang, knelt down and pleaded guilty: "Master..."

But before he could say the apology in his head, Xue Lang pulled him up, picked up the cloak prepared at the side to wrap his thin body, let him sit on his lap, and laughed angrily: "This king is here!" You are scared here, but you are better off, you can run outside when you can get down to the ground, and you are wearing so little, your bones are frozen stiff."

He hugged Yan Li, it felt like he was hugging a lump of ice, especially when he saw his unconsciously trembling shoulders, his heart ached so badly, he quickly put his frozen hands into his arms, and scolded him immediately No more exports.

Yan Li's body was cold and his head was hot. He just felt that the master was going to scare his heart out. He didn't break free. How could he not cherish the rare opportunity, so he told Xue Lang about what happened in the morning with this awkward posture. thing.

Xue Lang was listening casually, and stared at Yan Li's beautifully shaped chin. He couldn't see it very well, so he simply took off his obtrusive mask.

Yan Li was speaking well, but when he interrupted her, she met his lazy smiling eyes and immediately forgot what she said last time.

"You said Xing Xin put on a bitter face, then what?" Xue Lang kindly reminded him.

Yan Li pursed his lips, looked away and continued: "Well, then he said that Anshenxiang can't be considered evidence..."

Listen, the corners of Xue Lang's mouth became more and more curved, and in the end he couldn't help but laugh on Yan Li's shoulder: "Hahaha, what a confiscation of property! Why didn't this king think of such an excellent excuse?"

He carefully considered every word of Yan Li, and when he thought about it, he was overjoyed, and he was not worried at all about the loss of official money and the displacement of the people.

"Those old guys should have listened to my king's words and acted honestly. This is great. They deserved to be scolded bloody by my king's shadow guard!"

Xue Lang let out a foul breath, feeling very happy, and asked Yan Li with a playful smile, "However, I would like to see the scene of Yan Li fighting the Confucians with his own eyes."

After contemplating for a while, Yan Li met Xue Lang's expectant eyes and said embarrassingly, "Subordinates brought some adults to act for the master?"

Xue Lang shook his head amusedly: "How did your head grow? One tendon."

Yan Li gently grabbed his underwear to prevent himself from falling off, and at the same time blinked innocently, didn't the master say he wanted to see it?

With consideration in his mind, Xue Lang pretended not to know about his small movements, and asked curiously, "Does this count as bullying?"

One prince at a time, and even a lynching, very similar to a concubine who is loved by thousands of people, arrogant and cute.

However, Xue Lang likes his arrogant appearance, this little sun who is finally willing to shine.

Yan Li tilted his head to glance at his expression, then hurriedly turned back and said in a low voice, "This subordinate knows his mistake."

"Well," Xue Lang supported his back with one hand and his chin with the other, and answered seriously, "Then tell me, what's wrong?"

Yan Li didn't expect that Xue Lang would really question him, so he fell to the ground as soon as he stretched his legs, and was picked up by Xue Lang's arm, angrily and funny: "Why? Want to run away after making a mistake?"

"Subordinates..."

When it comes to the mistakes he made this morning, there are many, and it is a bit distressing for him to recognize them.

Xue Lang grabbed his face, put his left hand under his knees, pulled him into his arms, and carried him into the house. It was too cold outside, and it was still snowing, so what to do if he froze.

Last time Yan Li passed out, but this time he was terribly awake, his whole body seemed to have agreed to do his own thing, and he refused to listen to his movements, so he lay stiffly between Xue Lang's hands like a wooden pole.

Xue Lang's stomach ached from laughing this morning,