Even though she didn't understand state affairs, Jiang Shi could hear the seriousness of the situation. She raised her hand and stabbed Ling Yuchi from behind. Then, Ling Yuchi bowed and saluted Beitang Yi:

"Your Excellency, I am a soldier from the battlefield. Although it was not my home battlefield, I have fought with Suo Lai before. We have grievances and hatred. The Marquis' Mansion will never have any private dealings with Suo Lai."

Although Ling Yuchi was not proficient in the art of political calculations, he had led troops before and was not completely ignorant. He knew very well that this matter could be a big or small matter, and in addition to the evidence itself, it actually depended more on the attitude of the superior.

Solai is on par with Silla, both are small countries not worth mentioning. Moreover, exchanges between countries always involve mutual infiltration and mutual spies. Whether it is treason or secret spy depends entirely on how it is defined.

To Chi Yan, these two countries are just minions, but because of their geographical locations, they cannot be completely ignored. In fact, they are like flies, which don’t bite people but can sometimes annoy people.

Therefore, as long as they just kept making noises and could live in peace with each other, Chi Yan would rarely start a war.

After a rough thought, Ling Yuchi felt that the significance of this matter to the court was greater than the event itself, or even greater than the relationship between the two countries. And who could have the power to influence the affairs of the court like Beitang Yi?

"grown ups--"

Ling Yuchi clasped his fists and bent his body a little more. Just as he was about to beg for mercy, he heard footsteps and another male voice reporting from outside the door almost at the same time:

"grown ups."

It’s Shadow Wind.

"Come in."

After glancing at Ling Yuchi, Beitang Yi sat down on a chair beside the table outside the gauze curtain. He picked up a teacup from the table and played with it for a while. Then he poured a glass of water leisurely as if he were at home:

"Lord Yuchi better pray that our people don't find anything, otherwise..."

Like teasing a mouse under his claws, Beitang Yi stopped at the right time and gently shook the teacup and sniffed it:

Jasmine tea?

So-so~

At this time, Yingfeng also walked in. I don't know if he was reminded or was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see, but he didn't dare to raise his eyelids since he entered the door, and his eyes almost glued to the ground:

"grown ups."

Ying Feng clasped his fists and was about to report the results of the search when Ling Yuchi suddenly took a step sideways, knelt down with a "thump", and shouted louder than he could:

"Master Beitang, please have mercy!"

"Lord Beitang, the lives of dozens of people in the Marquis' Mansion are in your hands. No matter whose face you are considering, I beg you to show some leniency. I am willing to swear to heaven that the Marquis' Mansion has absolutely no relationship with Solai, Silla, or any other country."

"Please ask Master Beitang for a clear warning."

Afraid that "Yingfeng" would say something he shouldn't, and this matter would be ruined, Ling Yuchi kowtowed several times in a row, and said anxiously:

"Everything can be discussed, Lord Beitang, please help me."

Seeing this, the old lady and Jiang were also at a loss, not knowing whether they should kneel or not. After looking at the veil several times, they also nodded and bowed:

"Master Beitang, please, please spare the Marquis's family. We will remember your kindness and repay you by serving you like slaves in the next life."

"Yes Yes……"

Watching this scene through the veil, although he couldn't see the expressions on the people's faces clearly, but just by looking at their postures and listening to their voices, Mu Lianzhi felt a sense of pleasure of revenge.

See people talking, see ghosts talking.

A group of people who bully the weak and fear the strong!

This was the first time I met Beitang Yi on business. I have to say that this man was quite imposing when he acted in a pretentious manner. He was quite intimidating and handsome.

His sight unconsciously turned to the hidden figure who slowly stood up with his arms and legs carried on his back. For a moment, Mu Lianzhi was stunned.

At this moment, a teasing, evil, and slightly erratic male voice sounded again:

"Swear? In the afterlife?"

With a cold laugh, Beitang Yi raised his hand and looked at his slender white fingertips:

"I don't know how much blood has been stained on my hands, how many souls have died, I don't even know if there is an afterlife, I never believe in this."

"Let's deal with things in this life in this life!"

"Master Yuchi, I wonder what you are going to do to thank me or shut me up?"

Beitang Yi's sinister gaze swept back and forth, and he did not let Ling Yuchi get up, but the coldness in his eyes became even more intense:

"Master Yuchi, not counting the interest, you still haven't paid back the 100,000 taels you owe us."

"Including the waiters, the shopkeeper and the steward of the Shandong Restaurant, our court has arrested no less than fifty people today. I wonder how many of them are involved with the Marquis' Mansion? And how many of them will reveal their involvement with the Marquis' Mansion?"

"Isn't a ransom of one thousand taels of silver per person too much?"

"By the way, Lord Yuchi, I heard that you have a very beautiful daughter. Is she of age? She is about to bloom."

Beitang Yi's words were so clear that their meaning was self-evident.

The old lady and Jiang's faces suddenly changed. They staggered a few times and almost fell to the ground. Finally, they barely stood up by holding on to the corner of the table. On the ground, Ling Yuchi also sat half paralyzed on the ground, sweating profusely:

"S-Sir..."

What does he mean?

Could it be that he wants Faye?

Not only Ling Yuchi thought so, the old lady and Jiang also thought so. Their beloved daughter was about to be discussed with the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion. How could Jiang have the heart to push her daughter out to be abused?

Originally, they thought Beitang Yi had special feelings for Mu Lianzhi. At this moment, they all believed that the reason why Beitang Yi was in Yuxiuyuan might be a coincidence, he might be an acquaintance killing time, or he might be deliberately hinting at humiliation, but there was no possibility that it was for Mu Lianzhi.

After a messy thought, Jiang unconsciously shouted:

"No, I don't agree!"

Jiang's voice was so loud that she couldn't help but feel a little scared. She boldly added:

"That's not what I meant. Sir, it's just that... my daughter is still young and naive. I'm afraid she can't serve you. Besides, she's innocent and she's going to get married."

"Oh, Madam, do you mean that I am only worthy of a withered woman?"

Beitang Yi sneered and did not comment. Instead, he looked directly at Ying Feng, looking past Ling Yuchi on the ground:

"Have you finished searching? Did you find anything?"

"Your Excellency, we have searched the entire courtyard except for the one under our feet. We have not found any suspicious persons, but we have found several account books that are suspected to be related to Lu Cai Fang. In addition, the steward Wang Wen and the housekeeper Chen Chai mentioned by the shopkeeper are confirmed to be from the Marquis' Mansion. A concubine in the first house looks similar to the suspect's portrait. There are also some suspicious letters that have not been verified one by one. Please tell me whether to take them all away for detailed investigation."

As soon as Ying Feng finished speaking, Ling Yuchi was so shocked that he grabbed Bei Tang Yi's clothes:

"Master Beitang, please be merciful. I have no intention of rejecting you or insulting you. It is really your humble servant, your humble servant..."

Ling Yuchi didn't come up with a reason for a long time, and the old lady took over the conversation but lowered her voice:

"Sir, everything can be discussed. It is inappropriate for two women to share one husband, especially of different generations. Sir, you are handsome and will not need a woman."

Sure enough, ginger is still spicy!

Beitang Yi just sighed in his heart when a timid female voice floated out from behind the veil:

"grown ups--"

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