The Spoilt Village Beauty

Then Mo Lan looked at Murong Wenbin, and finally found that although the latter was a little surprised, he did not panic.

Mo Lan calmed down a little in his heart, but he still paid close attention to Murong Wenbin's every move. The people in Chaozhong thought like him, and his eyes gathered on Murong Wenbin.

The scene was like this, and the emperor was not good anymore. He looked at Murong Wenbin and frowned, "Murong Aiqing, the prince said he wanted to impeach you. Can you say something?"

Murong Wenbin raised his head and raised his chest, with a confident expression, and said seriously: "Emperor, Weichen doesn't know why the prince impeached Weichen. Weichen is not afraid of the shadow, so he is afraid of the prince listening to gossip, impulsive ... "

"I didn't have an impulse!" The prince quickly retorted. He didn't expect Murong Wenbin to do something wrong, but he was so straightforward, hum. Yesterday, he read the account book inside and out, all of which were Qinglong brocades. Dirty section.

Half of the Qinglong brocade industry has been attributed to the royal family, but only a few pens have entered the treasury, and the rest are all missing. If there is no Murong, a profiteer, how could it be!

He is the King of the East, and he will belong to the whole East. Now Murong Wenbin is doing this, which is tantamount to destroying his things. He naturally cannot swallow this tone, "Murong Wenbin, do n’t quibble, you Say you do n’t know, Prince Ben will convince you to take it orally! "

He said, the prince took out the account book from his sleeve. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the account book. Mo Li smiled slightly from his mouth. Mo Lan felt a little bad when he saw the prince taking out the account book. The emperor saw the account book and gestured. Let your father-in-law bring things up.

The father-in-law respectfully took the account book from the prince and handed it to the emperor. While taking a look at the vacancy of the account book, the prince got a look of concern from the prime minister and quickly said: "This account book was sent anonymously to the prince."

As soon as the prince made this remark, the prime minister frowned almost unnoticeably. It was really stupid. How can it be said that it is anonymous, even if the excuse is not so casual, stupid!

However, at this time, everyone was not interested in how the account book came, and only interested in what the Hushang Shushu did. The prince quickly said: "Hushang Shangshu is in charge of our eastward finances, and the industry of Qinglong brocade is taken care of by him. It's not to be blamed, it's just that there is a lot of money in this account, but there is a lot of money in the treasury. There is more than a little bit of money in the treasury's pocket than the money in the pocket of Hushu Shangshu! "

corruption! Fake account!

The prince ’s words were too obvious. He was saying that Hushang Shangshu had made a fake account. Those who were sitting were officials for a long time. For the doorways of the officialdom, it was clear that Hushang Shangshu looked smiling and kind, but entered Before Chao Weiguan, he was a wealthy businessman.

Hubu Shangshu ’s position is a fat one. If it ’s done, Feng Lu can be said to be several times easier than others. They know that Hubu Shangshu is greedy, but they did n’t expect it to be so greedy. Have you swallowed your lifeline?

The officials were stunned, but the party Murong Wenbin was very calm. The emperor looked at it, his face was angry, and he threw the account book fiercely and threw it down to the temple, just fell to the front of Hushang Shangshu, "Murong Wenbin! What do you do with this account book? Explanation!"

Murong Wenbin frowned, and the expression of gentle and good talk on his face had been put away. At this time, as if he had been greatly humiliated, he picked up the ledger that fell in front of him, looked over, his face changed, his mouth changed. Lied to himself, "It's really like ..."

Mo Lan was a little surprised, but the prince was gloating, "What does it look like, is this not your account of Qinglong brocade?

"Prince!" Mo Lan finally couldn't help but stop crying. Where did this bale come from?

Mo Li looked at this scene, raised his eyebrows, and then put his eyes on Murong Wenbin's body. Murong Wenbin's face was not good-looking, but he was not afraid. His eyes only showed doubts, and Mo Li was also a little uncertain about his mind.

Murong Wenbin looked at it for a while and raised his account book. "Emperor, the format of the record in this account book is indeed the internal format of my Qinglong brocade, but the old minister has already handed over all the business to the dog. Whether or not the record is true, Weichen is not sure ... "

"Oh, Master Hushu, it should be too late to shirk responsibility. The account book is clearly written. Do you think you can still deny it?" The prince sneered again, and the prime minister lowered his head and looked at him. Flash over Jingmang.

Murong Wenbin was not angry when questioned by the prince, and actually smiled. This smile left everyone present at a loss. Is this helpless? Pleaded guilty?

Mo Lan's face was a little dark, he didn't want Hubu Shangshu to just fold it here, Mo Li flashed a surprise in his eyes, as if something was unexpected.

After Murong Wenbin smiled, he opened the account book in his hand. "This account book was not our Qinglong tapestry account, it was just a copy." The prince couldn't believe it, thinking he was saying something. "You said no." Isn't that? What evidence do you have? "

Murong Wenbin looked at the crown prince, with a somewhat joking tone, "The crown prince asked for evidence, and the micro-prince will give you the evidence. As Qinglong Brocade as the first silk producer in the east, there is naturally a set of things to distinguish between authenticity and www.wuxiaspot. com ~ Weichen said this is the account book, but this is a secret belonging to our Qinglong brocade. Weichen can only say to the emperor. "

"What do you want to do?" The prince didn't expect there to be such a come out, and the subconscious wanted to stop him, but the emperor waved his hand, "No problem, let him come!"

Murong Wenbin came to power in a few steps, walked to the emperor's side and whispered a few times, the emperor's face changed, the prince saw the emperor's face changed, and he felt bad immediately. He looked at the prime minister subconsciously. To deal with it, there seems to be a lot of secrets in the silk business of Qinglong brocade.

Regarding the Prince's eyes for help, the Prime Minister responded with a helpless expression. Anyway, letting the Prince do this kind of thing today, and did not hope that he would succeed. Murong Wenbin, an old fox, was not qualified to match him.

After Murong Wenbin finished speaking, the emperor frowned, "That copy is indeed not the account of Qinglong Brocade." The prince's eyes widened incredulously, and the situation reversed suddenly.

"However, it does not mean that the things recorded above are not true." The emperor spoke again.

The emperor's words made the leisurely Murong Wenbin also stunned, and then a flash of emotion flashed in his eyes.