Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Wanwan's Daily Advancement

When the teacher's words came out, Jinzhong was silent.

Yu Hu noticed his subtle pause and looked at him calmly.

Although Jinzhong didn't look at Yuhu, he could feel Yuhu's gaze.

He knew clearly that this Aunt Yu Hu had always been gentle and kind, like quiet flowing water, but in fact she had a keen sense of smell and was very quick, accurate and ruthless in investigating anything. She was watching here not only to investigate these singing girls and maids, but also to investigate whether he was biased towards Master Ling.

But he did not try to hide it. On the surface, his friendship with Wang Chan covered up the secret between him and Ling Zhuer, but secretly, the entire Yongshou Palace was working hard to keep the secret.

Unless they are caught in the act, no one will be able to catch both him and Ling Zhuer.

He believed in Yan Wan's ability to control her, so he naturally acted flawlessly. After a short silence, he asked with a strange look on his face, "Did you come up with this idea of avoiding favor yourself, or did someone from Lingpin's side tell you?"

The old face of the teaching nanny twisted for a moment: "I am not a fool. I naturally tried every possible way to get the information out of that person. Otherwise, the women in this palace are supposed to compete for favors. It is not right to find a substitute to share the favors for no reason... I am also afraid that someone will murder Lingpin and implicate me! But if you want to know who Lingpin's sweetheart is, I really don't know!"

Jinzhong nodded and said, "Very good. Then please tell me everything, word for word, how you tried to get the information out of me and how the contact person answered you."

After asking this question, there began a boring and repetitive review, from the beginning to the end, and then from the end to the beginning, until all the confessions were correct. Only then did Jinzhong completely finalize the accurate confession and ask the teacher Madam to sign and seal it.

Then he called Jinshou: "Take her down and draw a portrait of the contact person."

Jin Shou nodded and took the person away.

Jinzhong looked at Yuhu: "Aunt, look..."

Yu Hu smiled at him approvingly: "We have almost finished investigating what happened on the ship. I will catch all the other people involved. As for the contact person on the shore and the one who changed the registration of those singing girls, I will trouble Eunuch Jinzhong to investigate."

Jinzhong bowed and said, "You are too polite. I will go now."

He raised the corner of his mouth, smiled lightly, walked out of the basement, and called six guards with whom he had secretly made friends.

Just as he was getting ready, Jinshou brought the portrait over.

Jinzhong looked at the portrait and was stunned for a moment.

It's an acquaintance.

Or it was someone he had never met but knew.

He calmly put away the portrait and said to Jin Shou, "Go back and serve the emperor with Jin Bao. Don't let anyone upset the emperor. If the ladies come to give gifts, give them some tips."

Jin Shou understood: "Yes, don't worry."

Jinzhong and a few guards got off the big ship and took a small boat to the previous port. When they arrived, they went straight to the inn that the teaching nanny had mentioned.

When he arrived, the man in the portrait was leaning on the girl's arms, eating and drinking, looking very comfortable. Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and he jumped up in surprise and anger: "What are you doing?!"

Seeing that only Jinzhong came in, he was inexplicably frightened, but he quickly stood up again: "Do you know who I am? How dare you come here to cause trouble? What? Do you want to snatch this prostitute Shaoyao from me?"

Jinzhong raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Young Master, your mouth is not well formed, so why don't I teach you today what you can say and what you can't say."

He raised his hand, and six burly guards rushed in from behind him, closed the door skillfully, ignored the screaming Shaoyao, pressed the boy to the ground, stuffed his mouth with a rag, and attacked him in the place that had no visible injuries but was the most afraid of being injured in secret.

Jinzhong walked to the table and sat down, his eyes swept towards the woman: "Shut up."

Shaoyao quickly covered her mouth and dared not say a word.

Jinzhong picked up a piece of cake with his slender fingers, tasted it, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

It was the most expensive rouge cake in Xingliu Town. He had bought it for Master Ling when he passed by here before. One piece cost one or two taels of silver.

It seems that the person behind the scenes has invested a lot of money this time.

Also.

If she hadn't spent a huge amount of money, how could she have tricked the master's own brother into murdering her personally?

When Zuo Lu was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream and even wet his pants, Jin Zhong finally called for a stop: "Use your brain to think about how to respond to me next."

At that time, the arrogant young man looked at Jinzhong with fear in his eyes.

Zorlu's intuition told him that the young man with fox eyes really wanted to kill him right here!

Jinzhong waved his hand.

A guard took the rag from Zorlu's mouth.

Zuo Lu was almost out of breath: "My sister is a favorite concubine. If you kill me, your entire clan will be executed."

Jinzhong looked at him, but could not see any similarity between his features and Ling Zhuer's. This young man had a mean temperament, just like in his dreams every time he went out to see him, unable to endure hardship, but full of greed.

He was a little distracted.

Growing up in a family like that, Ling Zhu'er is like a white lotus struggling out of a quagmire, totally out of tune with the mud underneath.

When he was distracted, Zorlu tried to struggle to stand up, but was kicked on the shoulder by the guard. His face hit the ground with a bang, and two of his front teeth were knocked out.

Jinzhong walked up to him and squatted down: "How did you get here?"

Zoruru flinched.

Jinzhong chuckled softly, "You'd better think it over. Do you know what will happen to you if you participate in the harem's meddling in government affairs and collude with the government to force women of good families into prostitution? A favorite concubine? Even if your sister is the Empress, you will be executed immediately."

Zuo Lu's face turned pale. "How can you force a good woman into prostitution? I just bought a few dancers. They were used by my sister to please the emperor..."

Jinzhong slapped him in the face and said, "If a concubine brings her family with her, she will definitely report it to the emperor, but no concubine reported it this time... So you are a human trafficker who uses the name of a concubine to abduct and sell people... Well, no need to interrogate, just send him to the provincial government office and be executed by slicing."

Zorlu almost fainted.

Jinzhong slapped him again with his backhand, and this time, his back teeth were loosened.

Zuo Lu woke up instantly and begged, "I'm really not a human trafficker! My sister is Lingpin! If you don't believe me, you can take me to confront her! My sister loves me the most. If anything happens to me, she will never let you go!"

Jinzhong felt that he still hadn't come to his senses, so he took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his fingers one by one: "Have another talk with this young master."

Six guards immediately stepped forward, gagged him, and beat him violently.

When the rag was taken away again, Zorlu was about to collapse: "Please! Ask me! I will tell you everything you ask me! Don't let them beat me again. I didn't mean to hide it!"

He looked at Jinzhong as if he was looking at a madman, his eyes filled with tears of depression and fear.

Jinzhong asked sympathetically, "How did you catch up with the Eastern Tour team?"

Zuo Lu cried, "It's Ling Yunche, he and my sister have been childhood sweethearts..."

Jinzhong sighed and said, "My dear, I think there is something wrong with his tongue."

Six guards immediately stepped forward, dragged Zorlu away again, stuffed his mouth, and beat him up, making him gain several kilos of weight.

Zorlu cried like a lost dog.

Ancestors!

You are my ancestor!

What do you want me to say? Can you just say it directly?