Since the birthday banquet of Princess Linyang, Cen Yuwei has been waiting for news about Yun Mohan.

She thought she would have to wait five or six days at least.

But in less than three days, Yun Mohan handed her the news.

It was the afternoon when it was sunny.

Cen Yuwei lay comfortably on the Grand Master's chair, eating the fresh fruits washed and chopped for her while enjoying the spring sunshine.

But such beauty was broken the moment when the pepper appeared.

"Miss, my maid received a note on the street today!" As soon as she entered the yard, Hua Jiao hurriedly ran to Cen Yuwei and handed over the note.

At the same time, he also took the initiative to explain: "I was originally placing your favorite walnut pastry on Chang'an Street for you. Who knew that as soon as I plunged into the crowd, I didn't know who stuffed a note into my palm..."

"It's okay, it's my own person." Cen Yuwei habitually tore it apart, handed it to Huajiao, and told her to take it to burn it.

At the same time, she also ordered Qingxing: "Change, I want to go out."

…

Chang'an Street is bustling and bustling. After struggling in the crowd for a long time, Cen Yuwei finally found the iconic building and turned into the teahouse in the alley next to her.

"Please beside you! Are you alone or...?"

Before the waiter finished asking, Cen Yuwei said, "I have an appointment, the other party's name has the ink word, so it should have arrived."

"It turns out to be Mr. Mo's guest, please come here."

Hearing this, the waiter hurriedly took Cen Yuwei to the elegant room on the second floor.

Indoor, Yun Mohan was indeed waiting.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the tea boiled on the small table in front of him, motionless.

It was not until the familiar footsteps came that he put away the indifference on his face and rushed over to the person with a big smile: "Vivi, you are finally here."

"Well, there are many people on the street today, and it is a little crowded, so the carriages are slower." Cen Yuwei sat down opposite him, apologizing, "I've let you wait for a long time."

"It's okay, I'm willing to wait for Vivi for how long." Yun Mohan smiled even better.

Cen Yuwei: “…”

Pressing down the veins that jumped up from the forehead, she knocked on the table: "Tell me the truth."

"There is news about Cheng Yue."

"Oh? Tell me?"

"Cheng Yue, a native of Changning, Qingzhou, died of illness in his early years. After going to Beijing alone to take the exam, he went to Tanhua, a high school student, and since then he married the Zhang family's concubine daughter.

"Because the Zhang family is in great power, he never took a concubine after marrying his wife, nor did he keep an outdoor room. It can be said that he has no other relatives except his wife and children."

Adding a cup of tea to Cen Yuwei, Yun Mohan continued: "The father only gave him death and did not confiscate his home. When his wife brought their only child back to her parents' home, she also carried light clothes and did not take away much property.

"But my spies found that there was not much money left in his family."

Upon hearing this, Cen Yuwei couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

How can a person who is accustomed to corruption have no money at home?

This is unreasonable.

She clicked her fingertips and thought for a while, then threw the question to Yun Mohan first: "What do you think about this?"

Yun Mohan bent his lips: "I carefully recalled King Han's performance in Chengping County. I think that he and the Zhang family should not know that Cheng Yue had contacted local officials in private and engaged in corruption.

"At least, they don't know about Chengping County's series of things.

"So, this money must have nothing to do with the Zhang family and the King of Han."
Chapter completed!