The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

At the next morning court session, the atmosphere in the entire court was a little weird.

Jiang Yingcheng held his chin with both hands, his eyes filled with sorrow.

[Ah, why hasn't Grandpa Tan chased those people away yet? Wasn't Cheng Cheng's hint obvious enough? ]

[But Brother Yuan was unwilling to help Chengcheng write so many more words. Chengcheng was already trying very hard to coax him...]

If she could write a little more, she could attach two pieces of evidence.

"Alas." Jiang Yingcheng sighed very softly.

Several condemning glances were directed at Yuan Liangping, as if questioning why he was so ruthless.

The sound of Yuan Liangping grinding his teeth could be heard from far away.

It seemed like Prime Minister Tan's house was a den of spies. At first, the little princess tried to cover up by disrupting the order of writing, but as the two of them failed to finish writing for a long time, she finally gave up and directly told him the full name.

Even so, it still took him nearly half an hour to write!

Several generals looked at each other and were all tempted.

They usually devote themselves to military training and do not have as many troublesome things as those in Prime Minister Tan's mansion. Even if the little princess accidentally reveals something, it will not have much impact on them.

However, the homes of these military generals have always been the best choice for spies from various countries to squeeze in and gather information. At times like this, the little princess's ability to detect spies is very practical.

Someone bravely looked up at the golden platform, secretly wondering what excuse he could use to invite the little princess to his house for a tour.

"Your Majesty!" Suddenly someone stepped out and shouted, startling everyone who was deep in thought, "I have a memorial to report!"

The man was very emotional. Almost the second after Jiang Yanchuan responded, he said anxiously, "I received an anonymous report yesterday. The letter said that the Right Prime Minister Tan Wenhan has been accepting bribes for a long time. The total amount of money filled up the entire room!"

The whole court was in uproar.

Jiang Yingcheng was also so shocked that he sat up straight.

[Bribery?] She looked at the person who reported it hesitantly, [What nonsense is he talking about?]

Jiang Yingcheng didn't know where this person came to this conclusion, but the few people who could hear the little guy's thoughts figured out the whole story of the incident at the first time.

I'm afraid that Prime Minister Tan launched a counterattack as soon as he got the list.

Several people couldn't help but look stern.

This reaction speed is really too fast.

Ji Yingrui had no idea what everyone was thinking and was still talking incessantly about the news he knew.

From the location where the gold and silver were hidden to the placement of all the objects in the house, he described everything in detail as if he had seen it with his own eyes. "I was also skeptical about the authenticity of this letter, but what he said was too detailed. I had to verify it with Prime Minister Tan in person!"

He looked so righteous, as if he was about to sacrifice his life for justice.

Jiang Yingcheng was so angry that he started talking in his heart.

[Ah! ! The spy named Mingyi was sent by you, right? ]

[Asshole! You have small eyes, but you always look at loyal ministers. You didn’t even notice your wife transferring assets behind your back. You deserve to have a miserable old age!]

Several ministers who were looking indignant suddenly laughed.

What about this?

Isn't this much more exciting than Tan Xiang's slap in the face? !

Don't stop, little prince. Say more! They love to hear it!

Tan Wenhan, who was about to open his mouth to refute, simply closed his eyes, wanting to give Jiang Yingcheng some more time to eat melons.

After Ji Yingrui finished his passionate words, his expression suddenly became confused.

No, he was reporting Prime Minister Tan for taking bribes. It was fine if the ministers around him were smiling, but what did it matter if Prime Minister Tan closed his eyes?

Is there anyone who respects him as a whistleblower? !

Jiang Yingcheng lived up to everyone's expectations and soon dug out more gossip from 007.

[You never imagined it, the new servants in your house are all your wife's confidants. As soon as you go to court, they will go out together to enjoy the snow and the scenery. How happy they are! ]

[And the concubines you just brought into the mansion are secretly taking contraceptive soup, just because they don't want to give birth to babies for you, a bald head! ]

[Tsk tsk tsk, a dignified third-rank official has fallen into such a mess, and he still has the nerve to stare at what’s going on in other people’s houses! ]

Ji Yingrui finally couldn't bear it anymore and urged: "Master Tan, don't you have anything to say?"

Tan Wenhan slowly opened his eyes amid the hushed condemnations from those around him.

Since someone wants to die at three o'clock in the morning, he doesn't have to keep him until five o'clock.

He didn't even look at Ji Yingrui, but bowed directly to Jiang Yanchuan.

"I did catch a thief in my house yesterday, but that thief did not intend to spread the financial situation of my family to others, but sneaked into my study."

"He copied a few confidential documents and tried to send them out by carrier pigeon, but was stopped by the palace guards."

"I will take advantage of the situation and ask Chengbi to write this message, hoping to find out the person behind this."

The voice stopped abruptly here, and Ji Yingrui's breathing also stopped at this moment.

"What...does it mean?" The buzzing in his head continued, and white light began to appear in front of his eyes. "That letter, was it written by your son?"

The spy he sent to the Tan Mansion was the most capable one among his subordinates. He acted extremely cautiously and had never made any mistakes in the past few years. How could he suddenly be exposed?!

Tan Wenhan finally turned around, looked at Ji Yingrui with contempt, but said nothing to him, and turned back to Jiang Yanchuan.

"I brought Chengbi's daily exercises here today," he took out another letter from his sleeve, "This is the real letter that the spy wanted to send yesterday."

Eunuch Changshun presented both pieces of evidence at the same time.

Jiang Yanchuan had already learned all the information from the little guy's thoughts, and this was just a formality.

He directly unfolded the letter that the spy wanted to send, lowered his eyes and read it carefully.

The letter was not big, and the words on it recorded the contents discovered by the spy as concisely as possible. Even so, Jiang Yanchuan still stared at the paper for a long time.

This period of time seemed to be infinitely stretched in Ji Yingrui's eyes, and as Jiang Yanchuan looked longer and longer, beads of sweat finally began to drip from his forehead.

Xing Junchu is the most severe Dali Temple Chief Justice since its establishment. Ji Yingrui is very clear that if he falls into the other party's hands this time, he will not be able to withstand the torture for too long.

All hopes now rested on the fact that the spy did not write down any fatal information on the letter.

In this way, he can still make an excuse.

Jiang Yanchuan suddenly looked up.

The expression on his face did not change. When he met Ji Yingrui's slightly nervous gaze, he even smiled in a good mood: "My dear, do you want to know what is written in this letter?"

Ji Yingrui lowered his head quickly.

He really wanted to know, but few people in the court dared to respond to what Jiang Yanchuan said with such a smile on his face.

Ji Yingrui was shaking even more violently.

Before he was about to faint from nervousness, Jiang Yanchuan's voice finally rang out again.

"Xing Junchu," he said, "take him to have a good look."