Your Highness, You Stole My Heart+Extra Story

Several people are still staying in Fengyuan Inn, Peng Ji has ordered people to clear out the entire inn of guests, the huge luxury inn, now only live in their group of guests from Jingzhou.

On the way back to the inn, Liu Chunxi was taken by Hong Zhifu to collect the body, and Qi Shilang followed behind the two of them in silence.

He didn't let go of his clenched teeth until the two of them got into the carriage and got on the horse by themselves.

During these times when he saw His Highness, there was not a single moment when His Highness stayed with this evil spirit. The two of them really looked like a man and a woman, and they were incomparably matched.

His Highness must have been blinded by this malicious person, such a grassroots man who was born in a merchant, married His Highness not only for the power in His Highness's hands.

If one day, when His Highness needs help, what can this merchant's son do, and he won't be able to run in time.

I am different, my father has more than half of Tianjin's military strength, and I am the one who can help His Highness.

This Prince Qi was exposed to the sun outside, and his heart was also burning with anger.Inside the carriage it was completely different.

In the car was Mingqian Longjing, Pengji's favorite drink, and next to her was a son-in-law bent over to beat her leg.

The eyes of the two of them are soft and gentle, as long as they look at each other, they will be sucked into each other's hearts.

"Is the son-in-law confident to find out the truth?" Peng Ji looked at Fa Yi, who was beating her leg with his head hooked, and asked aloud.

Fa Yi smiled, clenched small fists with both hands, grasping the strength, but looked at Peng Ji's legs seriously, "I already know eight or nine."

She just needs to collect evidence for this case. I hope all the sisters in Jingzhou are going well.The account books submitted by Fang Wei are indeed a great piece of evidence, and it can only prove that Liu Qian collects 100 million taels of silver from the lower levels every year, but he doesn't write where the money goes.

If you want to uncover the skin of the person behind it with one move, you need more important evidence.

Peng Ji didn't reply right away, but was silent for a while, and when the carriage arrived at Fengyuan Inn, the two returned to their room, and the people following behind also performed their duties and stood at their posts.

In the closed room, there were only two people left, and Peng Ji asked, "I want to know, but is it related to a certain emperor brother of my palace?"

Fa Yi was still full of smiles, she grabbed a handful of Long Jing brought from Jingzhou and put it in the teapot, made a cup of hot tea for Peng Ji, and then went to take out the new case that she had sorted out.

"This is the case record of this case. It is just a prisoner's own habit. A rough transcript of this case is not confirmed to be stored in the treasury. Your Highness can go through it first."

Peng Ji was a little surprised. She didn't know much about the case investigation of Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice, so she didn't even know that Tingwei would write the case himself.

What's more, this is still an unsolved case.

This person's reputation for investigating cases is well-known, but he is not so powerful that he already knows the ins and outs of the case before the official investigation begins.

If this is true, then this evil god is too amazing.

Peng Ji flipped through the case file, and found that Fa Yi's handwriting was neat and tidy, not as vigorous as a man who has been writing for many years, but as written by a daughter trained by a civil servant.

She only turned two pages, and her face turned pale. After she took time to finish reading it, she looked at Fa Yi thoughtfully.

She didn't speak, and she didn't know how to speak.

If there is no trace, Peng Ji believes that it is impossible for Fa Yi to write it and show it to herself.

It is written in black and white, and I am afraid that nine out of ten sentences are confirmed.

Fa Yi was not in a hurry, when Peng Ji watched, she just smiled and waited quietly.

Seeing that she had finished reading, he took the black and white writing and put it away.

"Your Highness must have come to a conclusion in his mind, but it's still the same sentence. We came to Quanzhou by order, so we just need to report the matter to His Majesty."

When Peng Ji heard this, she couldn't tell if she was in a good mood.What was written on it was nothing more than how his imperial brother cultivated a confidant, and this confidant collected 100 million taels of silver from the common people every year.

As for those refugees, they were just people from a few counties that were too remote. After a few years, their families were destitute, and they fled to Quanzhou with their families as a last resort, hoping to make a living in Quanzhou.

Some poorer villages came to Quanzhou with all their villages. In addition, some poor families could not afford money, so they had to flee. If they did not flee, they would be arrested by the county magistrate and put in prison.

That's why Quanzhou has gathered such a small force.

As for who her imperial brother is, Fa Yi wrote that it was found that the person who was in direct contact with Liu Qian was the second imperial brother, the Xian Wang, but no one knew that the elder brother who was a compatriot with the Xian Wang and his mother was the Xian Wang's servant. people.

Although she was well prepared, Peng Ji still couldn't feel better.

She and these elder brothers have long been at odds with each other, but she never thought that among them, there would be someone who would blindly collect money without caring about the life and death of the people.

One million taels per year, and the account books only record the past three years. It is conceivable how much hard-earned money the King of England has taken from the common people over the years.

And he is a prince, why does he need so much money every year?All fools know that this money is nothing more than recruiting soldiers and horses.

Peng Ji never thought that the King of England would be suspected of rebellion.