Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

Wang Jiu and Wen Yan walked out of the county government office together. The sun was shining brightly.

"Madam Wen, would you do me the honor of having dinner with me?" A carriage stopped in front of the two of them, and Wang Jiu gestured to invite them. "It is said that the crab stuffed with orange wine here is very famous."

Wen Yan agreed, as she happened to have some questions for him.

"Madam Wen, I have done what you promised me. Just say the word and I will immediately have someone bring Wan Xiaqing back." As soon as he sat down, Wang Jiu told Wen Yan what she was most concerned about. This was what he had promised early on.

Wen Yan still had doubts in her heart. She did not answer Wan Xiaqing's question immediately. Instead, she asked, "I still can't figure it out. You don't really need my help with this matter. You can find anyone to do it. You said I was a stranger, but it was just an excuse, right?"

Wang Jiu did not deny it. He knew that Wen Yan was someone he could talk to. Subconsciously, he regarded Wen Yan as someone he could have a deep friendship with. Sometimes he even hoped to get Wen Yan's advice and support, like this time.

"The information that the Jinyiwei has received is indeed more than what we have now," he said.

Wen Yan: "The Yu family is innocent?"

Wang Jiu still did not deny it. He asked Wen Yan with interest: "Why do you ask this? Is it because Yu Qian'er is your friend?"

There was no smile on Wen Yan's face. She felt that Wang Jiu wanted to take her into a huge whirlpool.

Wang Jiu was not annoyed when he didn't get a reply. He leaned back in his chair and said slowly, "Everyone near Lianghuai is the prince's men. Of course, this includes Kangmen County."

"The Lianghuai Salt History Officer is the prince's uncle, and the Kangmen County Magistrate is his cousin. I also found out that the Kangmen County Magistrate is related to this fake salt permit case, and the magistrate's seventh aunt Lingzhu seems to have some relationship with the second prince."

After a pause, he continued, "It seems that we should change our title to King of Chu now that the Second Prince has left the palace and been crowned King."

Wen Yan frowned, the relationships here were really complicated.

The Yu family was unaware of the fake salt permit, yet they were still blamed for the misfortune.

The emergence of fake salt permits will inevitably make many people rich, but at the moment it is unclear where the money has gone.

Yu Jia, Lu Cang, county magistrate, crown prince, King of Chu, and salt historian of Lianghuai.

Wang Jiu continued, "If I find out that it's the county magistrate, then the Lianghuai Salt Field will have a flaw. If I can't find it, the Yu family will die."

Wang Jiu's explanation was simple, but if you think about it carefully, the salt field was not just a matter of flaws.

As long as the King of Chu seizes the opportunity, the prince's endless purse will probably be eaten away, and Wang Jiu, who is responsible for this matter, will be hated by the prince.

If the truth cannot be found, the first person to die will be in the Yu family. As long as the Second Prince raises doubts in the case, Wang Jiu will not be able to escape the charge of dereliction of duty.

No matter what choice Wang Jiu makes, it will be wrong.

Wen Yan took a bite of the stuffed crab that was served. The meat was sweet and melted in the mouth. "Did the commander call me here just to talk about this?"

Wang Jiu took off the token from his waist and placed it next to Wen Yan. "I hope Madam Wen can help me solve this problem. With this token, you can dispatch all the Jinyiwei."

This is not a token at all, it's clearly a hot potato.

Wen Yan didn't dare to answer, "Commander Wang, are you looking for a scapegoat? You should do it quietly, not in front of me."

"No." Wang Jiu said, "I'm just too lazy to decide who will die in the end. Madam Wen should also want to save the Yu family. With the power of the Jinyiwei, wouldn't it be more effective?"

Wen Yan hesitated for a moment, then picked up the token decisively: "I won't use it casually unless it's absolutely necessary."

Before leaving, he remembered, "Don't pick up Wan Xiaqing for now. You are responsible for finding someone to protect her. This is the condition for me to make the decision for you."

Wang Jiu watched her leave, and then looked in front of him. The stuffed crabs on the table had been eaten. It was really interesting. He had clearly decided to help this young lady with all his strength, but why did he still feel like he was being exploited in the end?

The outcome ahead was already determined, and he didn't know whether Wen Yan would give him another surprising path.

Chihu walked in and reported the latest situation: "In two days, the little girl will be in the capital, why don't you bring her back?"

"No, let Xuanshu continue to watch her."

The red fox agreed and did not leave. After hesitating for a long time, he said, "Master, that is the golden medal of immunity from death bestowed upon you by His Majesty. Are you going to give it to her just like that?"

"You're talking too much." Wang Jiu glanced at him coldly, "I have my own intentions."

Wen Yan came to the Yu family. Perhaps because she felt that it would be difficult for the Yu family to recover, many servants were packing up and preparing to run away.

Yu Qian'er and Yu Nian had no time to take care of them. One of them was busy checking the account book, while the other was looking for clues in Lu Cang's house.

Wen Yan came in from the front door, saw the chaotic scene in front of her, turned around and slowly closed the door, and put the bolt on it. She pulled a chair over from the side and sat down at the door.

Some people who had packed their bags and came to the door could not help but stop when they saw someone they had never seen sitting at the door.

"Who are you? Why are you sitting here?"

Wen Yan showed a kind smile on her face, and she said, "Want to leave? You can. Don't keep anything that belongs to you, and don't take anything that doesn't belong to you."

"Who are you? Why should I listen to you?"

"That's right! You're not from the Yu family either!"

"The Yu family is about to be wiped out, so what's wrong with us taking some hard work pay?!"

Wen Yan ignored them. So many people were talking to her alone. If she kept responding, she might not win even if she talked until her lips were worn out.

Seeing that Wen Yan didn't say anything, some people wanted to force their way in.

Wen Yan picked up a stick beside her. The stick was black, shiny and smooth. It was obviously used to beat people at the door.

The leader was a sturdy man who looked a head taller than Wen Yan. He was the groom of the Yu family, with a muscular body. Seeing Wen Yan holding a broken stick, he was very disdainful and said, "Young lady, the affairs of the Yu family should have nothing to do with you, so don't meddle in other people's business."

Wen Yan sneered: "Why are you standing still? Are you afraid of being beaten?"

The groom got angry when he heard this, dropped his backpack, and rushed towards Wen Yan. His plan was to grab the stick first, as long as he grabbed it, the young lady wouldn't be able to make any waves.

But unexpectedly, he was caught.

The moment he grabbed the stick, his feet suddenly felt light, and he was thrown up by the woman. There was a big red pillar next to him, and the groom was thrown against it. His body hit the pillar hard, and he let go of the stick in pain, and lay on the ground howling.

Such a strong groom couldn't even last a single round under Wen Yan's hands. Everyone was stunned.

Wen Yan smiled slightly and looked at the others: "Who else wants to take action?"