Chapter 42 Counterattack Yu Zhongcheng
"Why, now your master is helping me, isn't it?"
After a long silence, Yu Yunxi's tone became serious, and there was anger in his brows and eyes.
"No, princess..." Jiang Ying was very anxious.
"I didn't expect you to tell any kind of lie in order to cover up for your master." As soon as Yu Yunxi finished speaking indifferently, she closed the door with her own hands.
Jiang Ying couldn't argue with a hundred words, he didn't expect that the princess hated the prince so much now, she didn't even want to listen to the explanation.
Helpless, he had no choice but to kneel facing the door: "Princess, I'm sorry to bother you so much."
After apologizing, he slowly stood up, turned and walked out of the yard.
"County Lord?" Qianjiao called Yu Yunxi worriedly.
Yu Yunxi looked indifferent, she opened the booklet in her hand one by one, this is what Jiang Ying just held.
It records all of Yu Zhongcheng's treasures.
"Qianjiao, do you still remember that foster father once said, every time there is a disaster in Tianxia, who will the emperor send to deal with it?" She paused, then quickly turned to ask Qianjiao.
Qianjiao looked serious, and she quickly replied: "Your servant will naturally remember, it is Yu Zhongcheng."
"But every time the imperial court distributes so much money, the victims are still naked, hungry, and even cannibalistic." Yu Yunxi murmured softly, this is also the reason why the adoptive father was disappointed with the imperial court .
"Master, you mean..."
"Someone must have been greedy for the disaster relief money." A sharp light flashed in Yu Yunxi's eyes.
She turned the booklet to the last page, and saw that the latest marked place was Minzhou.
"County Master, Minzhou is currently suffering from floods, and it is for this reason that the young master has not returned to the southwest." Qian Jiao said quickly.
"How long will it take to go back and forth between the capital and Minzhou?" Yu Yunxi closed the booklet with an extremely serious tone.
Qianjiao pondered for a while, and then quickly replied: "We have a good Chollima, and we can go back and forth in half a day."
"How many available people do we have in the capital?" Yu Yunxi continued to ask.
Qianjiao gestured a number with her hand.
"Contact Qianmei and ask her to send someone to Minzhou as soon as possible, and make sure to bring back what we want before tonight. Also, you asked our people in the capital to go to these places..."
Yu Yunxi asked Qianjiao to come over, and then began to give her instructions.
During the period, Qianjiao's eyes lit up, and she couldn't hide her excitement, "Master, this servant understands."
Looking at Qianjiao's back in a hurry, Yu Yunxi clenched her fingers, lowered her eyes, and pursed her lips.
"Feng Yili, this is the last time I believe in you. I hope you don't let me down."
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night.
Yu Zhongcheng came back from the outside.
"I heard that the Ministry of War is here today, what's the situation?" He frowned, and his stern eyes swept over everyone.
In the huge hall, except for Yu Yunxi, most of the Yu family members are here.
Mrs. Zhou stomped her crutches angrily, and said angrily: "I told you not to leave that disaster a few days ago, now it's all right, she almost killed Hua'er, but today I let the people from the Ministry of War It made a mess at home."
"What do you mean? Rong'er, didn't you ask the regent to help resolve this matter?" Yu Zhongcheng immediately asked Yu Wanrong.
As soon as Yu Wanrong heard this, her face was full of resentment, and she didn't really want to say anything.
It was still Aunt Deng who made a strange sound.
"Master, don't talk about this matter. Originally, Mr. Huang from the Ministry of War came to help us, but suddenly the young master of Luojun Palace rushed to say that Mr. Huang was falsely passing on the order of the regent. I didn't intend to help Second Miss. I'm really happy for nothing."
Relying on her being the main wife, Chen has been secretly teasing them all these years. Now that she finally sees Yu Wanrong being ashamed, she doesn't want to let go of this opportunity to ridicule.
"Enough, did Yu Yunxi play some tricks again? Go and call her over!" Yu Zhongcheng felt that Yu Yunxi was responsible for all this, so he wanted to find her to settle the score.
"No need, am I here?"
At this moment, Yu Yunxi walked in with Qianjiao from the outside.
She is dressed in simple and elegant clothes, with only a green bamboo hairpin on her head, but her cool aura is not to be ignored.
"Evil, what did you do today!" Yu Zhongcheng cursed at Yu Yunxi.
Yu Yunxi acted as if she didn't hear, she walked slowly to the seat next to her and sat down.
"Qianjiao, the county lord is thirsty." She said quietly.
"Yes, County Mistress, I will bring you more tea." Qian Jiao quickly poured her a cup of tea.
The two masters and servants completely ignored the people in the room.
"Yu Yunxi, do you still have the truth in your eyes?" Yu Zhongcheng scolded angrily.
Yu Yunxi paused while serving tea, she raised her eyes coldly, and asked back: "Didn't my daughter always look at you, father, how can she not see you?"
Her tone, which was neither salty nor weak, made Yu Zhongcheng very angry.
He gritted his teeth and scolded: "The truth orders you, immediately go to the Ministry of War to deal with your mess."
Although he has his own way to make Yu Yunxi stumble on the dowry matter, and then he can get out of it...
However, since this matter has been going on for so long, it is inevitable that someone with a heart will make a big fuss, which is not good for him.
"Oh? Father is talking about the dowry. My daughter just plans to discuss this matter with you."
Yu Yunxi put down the teacup, then looked at Yu Zhongcheng meaningfully.
At this moment, a mid-spirited voice came from the door.
"It's so lively in Yu's house, did I, Mr. Yang, come at an inappropriate time?"
Soon, a man in his fifties walked in wearing an official robe.
"Yang Yushi, what brought you here?" Yu Zhongcheng's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly said hello.
Yu Mansion's servants arrived in a hurry at this time, "Master Xiang, this person forced his way into Yu Mansion, slave..."
"Things without eyesight! This is Master Yang, the censor." Yu Zhongcheng yelled at the servants.
Withdrawing his warning eyes, he quickly said politely to Yang Qiang: "Master Yang, it's because the servants are ignorant and rude to you."
There was a smile on his face, but Yu Zhongcheng was annoyed to death in his heart.
This Yang Qiang, relying on himself as a supervisory official, has been staring at him, and he has often tripped him up in the court on weekdays.
Did he really think that he didn't know that he was from the First Prince's side, so he deliberately made things difficult for him?
"It was Yang who came here uninvited, and was abrupt." Yang Qiang also smiled hypocritically.
His eyes flashed from Yu Zhongcheng, and then fell on Yu Yunxi who was sitting on the chair.
"This must be the county head from the southwest, right?"
"Yunxi has met Master Yang." Yu Yunxi stood up slowly, and said softly, there was nothing wrong with her manners.
Seeing that Yang Qiang actually took the initiative to talk to Yu Yunxi, Yu Zhongcheng's eyelids twitched violently, and his heart became a little uneasy.
"Yang Yushi..."
Yu Zhongcheng wanted to test something, but Yang Qiang had already spoken first, "I don't want to disturb Yu Xiang late at night, but I heard the news that Mr. Yu has hidden a lot of money..."
"Yang Yushi, what do you mean!" The smile on Yu Zhongcheng's face disappeared, and his tone was very cold.
"Don't be angry with Yu Xiang. This officer also thinks that you are not such a person. You are a person who has done his best for the court and the people. It is really unreasonable for the person who reported you."
"But, as the censor, I have to deal with this kind of thing. You don't want rumors to spread to the emperor's ears, so I want to investigate this matter first and return your innocence. When the emperor asks, I will The official can also intercede for you."
Yang Qiangyu spoke earnestly, as if he was thinking about Yu Zhongcheng.
(end of this chapter)