After the divorce, I wanted to give up, but the Prime Minister took me into his arms in the street

Although there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, he couldn't hide a hint of worry.

"I'm not dead? You...are not dead either?"

A look of confusion flashed across Ling Mohui's face at first, and then she seemed to understand the situation as if the clouds had cleared and the sun had come out.

Seeing this, Fu Yansheng reached out and gently pinched her chin, with a force that was neither too strong nor too gentle, forcing her to look into his deep eyes, and asked word by word, "Do you really want to see me die?"

There was an indescribable complex emotion in the voice.

Ling Mohui pursed her lips, her eyes filled with disgust and alienation that were difficult to conceal, but she said nothing, letting the emotions in her heart surge in her eyes.

Seeing her silence, Fu Yansheng sighed softly and finally let go of her hand. There seemed to be some helplessness in that action: "Ling Mohui, do you think Zeng Mao really has the courage to plan such a shocking conspiracy alone?"

"If you weren't there to protect him from the wind and rain, how could he dare to act so recklessly?"

There was a hint of sharp sarcasm in Ling Mohui's words, as sharp as a knife, going straight to the heart.

Fu Yansheng's face turned stern, and he said seriously: "If I hadn't arranged it this way, how could I have lured out the bigger 'fish' behind him?" After he finished speaking, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes that could not be ignored.

After listening to Ling Mo, she seemed to have a new understanding of Fu Yansheng, and her eyes softened when she looked at him: "So, you are not really in cahoots with Zeng Mao?"

Although he did not get a direct answer, Fu Yansheng's subtle expression said it all. He said coldly, "The court is unfathomable and far more complicated than you think. You should not have gotten involved."

"Then why did you hurt Zheng Jiaxuan?" Ling Mohui's voice was filled with obvious dissatisfaction and questioning.

Fu Yansheng raised his eyebrows, his tone was full of unquestionable severity: "You risked your life for him, isn't it reasonable for him to bear a little punishment?"

Ling Mo pursed her lips and said firmly: "That was my own decision. It has nothing to do with him."

"The situation is urgent now. I'm afraid our actions last night have alerted the other party. Whether Fanchan is trustworthy or not still needs to be considered."

Ling Mo's reply revealed a sense of urgency that could not be ignored.

"Zeng Mao was able to make Fen Chan appear in front of me, there must be a private deal behind it. Zeng Mao might have noticed the fire last night. We can't delay any longer." Fu Yansheng's tone became more decisive.

"In half an hour, get ready and follow me into the palace to expose Zeng Mao's heinous crimes before the emperor!"

The order was given in a tone that brooked no refusal.

Ling Mohui tried to move her body, only to feel a splitting headache. She guessed that Fu Yansheng had used too much force when he attacked her and had accidentally hurt her.

Just as she was about to raise her hand to complain, she unexpectedly discovered that Fu Yansheng's arm was also wrapped in bandages. She couldn't help but asked in surprise: "You are injured too?"

Fu Yansheng glanced at her sideways, with a hint of helplessness and self-mockery in his tone: "Isn't this all thanks to you?"

The implication is that both of their injuries were caused by this incident.

Seeing this, Ling Mohui swallowed her saliva involuntarily, secretly regretting in her heart, and whispered in defense: "If you had explained it earlier, why would I have fought so hard?"

"Go first and find Zheng Jiaxuan and Xu Yanqing. The key information they hold is enough to bring the Zeng family to its knees this time!"

As he spoke, Fu Yansheng strode out of the room.

Ling Mohui immediately ordered her maid Mo Hua to go look for Zheng Jiaxuan.

At this time, Zheng Jiaxuan was lying at home recuperating from his injuries. After receiving the news, he endured the pain without saying a word and went out to meet Xu Yanqing.

A group of four people stepped into the palace, three of them were injured, but Xu Yanqing seemed to be relatively intact.

When the emperor first met them, he mistakenly thought that they were there to help him reconcile internal conflicts. After asking them in detail, he suddenly realized that they were there to report to the emperor and expose the illegal activities of the powerful officials.

"Your Majesty, the person I want to impeach today is the Minister of Revenue Zeng Mao. Not only did he conspire with Cangzhou Prefect Wang Ye to embezzle disaster relief funds, causing thousands of innocent people in Cangzhou to starve to death, he also colluded with Shanchuan County Magistrate to levy excessive taxes and colluded with Mobei bandits to rob merchants of their property. All of the above crimes are proven by solid account books. Your Majesty, please look carefully and uphold justice!"

Fu Yansheng's words were powerful, every word was sonorous and thought-provoking.

As Fu Yansheng finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment. Zheng Jiaxuan and Xu Yanqing stepped forward immediately, and the evidence in their hands flashed coldly in the sunlight.

Zheng Jiaxuan spoke in a steady tone, and every word seemed to carry a great deal of force: "Beside Zeng Mao, there is a master named Lu Fei hiding. He was the right-hand man of the traitor Wang Ye in his early years. If we can capture him and interrogate him, the truth will surely be revealed."

Xu Yanqing followed closely behind, handing over a densely packed letter record. The cover had turned slightly yellow, but it could not hide the shock of the information contained in it: "This is a detailed list of Zeng Mao's recent private transactions with high-ranking officials in the palace. I hope Your Majesty will take a close look at it. The details inside are enough to make people's eyes pop."

Ling Mohui's heart sank little by little as the evidence was presented, until Fu Yansheng mentioned Zeng Jie, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Fu Yansheng's eyes suddenly became like torches, and his anger seemed to burst through his eyes: "I heard that Zeng Jie was rude to Madam Lin in broad daylight. Such beastly behavior is intolerable!"

Ling Mohui nodded gently, but there was a firmness in her eyes that could not be ignored: "It is true. Thanks to Jiaxuan's timely help, I was spared from harm."

Fu Yansheng suppressed his anger, cupped his hands and said to the emperor, his voice was excited: "Those who insult decent women like this should be punished with death penalty to serve as a warning to others!"

The emperor's face was livid, and his fingers were shaking unconsciously with anger. He scanned the hard evidence in front of him and finally slammed the table and said, "Minister Fu is absolutely right. I will never forgive Zeng Jie or anyone in the Zeng family!"

Immediately, an irrefutable decree was issued. Upon receiving the order, the Censorate immediately got ready to go, targeting the Zeng family and vowing to uproot this extremely powerful family.

Ling Mohui quietly retreated outside the hall. In the shadow of the corridor, a figure flashed by like a ghost. It was Han Zifeng. His appearance was like a mystery, which made people involuntarily curious and alert.

Ling Mohui was even more confused. What kind of identity and background did this person have that he could enter and leave the imperial city freely?

Fu Yansheng's call interrupted her thoughts. The two hurriedly left the palace. Fu Yansheng rode forward and said in a loud voice before leaving: "Mo Hui, you go back home first. I have something important to deal with."

Shouldering a key role in the case, Fu Yansheng went straight to the Censorate, ready to conduct an in-depth investigation.

Xu Yanqing also decided to go along. His father was the Chief Censor, and for such a big case, it was their duty to join forces with his son.

Zheng Jiaxuan and Ling Mohui who were left behind were speechless. Finally, Zheng Jiaxuan spoke his mind with a determined look: "I want to see Zeng Mao executed with my own eyes to comfort the spirits of my parents in heaven."