Yan Wanwan was all fascinated by her car at this moment, and could not hear what Yan Zheng said. She just nodded, and didn't even glance at him. Her eyes just fell straight on the horse. Seeing it eating happily, she was also very happy.

Yan Zheng smiled helplessly, looked at her deeply, turned to the people on duty at the stable beside him, "Please take care of it." Then he turned around and left.

It was not until Yan Zheng left that Yan Wanwan suddenly realized something, and suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction he left. He sent her a horse, as if he had never asked her if she would ride a horse.

Yan Zheng left the stable, but did not leave immediately. He just explained something about Ruishan. He arrived outside the mansion, where there was already a person waiting for him, and saw him holding his fists and greeting him.

He raised his hand lightly and asked in a deep voice, "When do you think someone is in trouble? Do you still remember when you are worried that someone will break into the mansion?"

"It's April 14th, and it happened to be the second day of the grandson's joy, so my subordinates remember it very clearly. However, my subordinates did not see anyone at that time, and there was nothing unusual afterwards, so my subordinates always thought they were wrong." The man bowed.

Yan Zheng's eyes were deep, and he raised his hand and waved it. The man bowed and retreated. Yan Zheng didn't say anything, but gently twisted his fingers, but he was silently pondering in his heart... April 14th, the second day after he got married, he and Yan Wanwan had a quarrel, and happened to get the news and took people to the flower garden. That night, the female thief also went to the flower garden...

Yan Wanwan did not go on a horse, but went back to the room and said she wanted to clean up the house. She quietly flipped through the things Yan Zheng had in the room, and there was nothing unusual. She thought about it and went to the outer study room.

Unexpectedly, before I could go in, I was stopped by a servant at the gate of the courtyard with a smile.

"I'm a little bored and want to go to the study to find a book." Yan Wanwan looked as usual. While speaking, she picked up the hem of her clothes and was about to enter the door.

The servant refused to let go. When Yan Wanwan looked over, he hurriedly bowed, "Madam, please forgive me! The young master told me that no one except him is allowed to enter the study. If the wife wants to read a book, there are two books in the Dongqian courtyard, and the wife can choose it."

"Anyone?" Yan Wanwan did not force herself to break through, but just repeated these three words lightly, looked at the other person meaningfully, curled the corners of his mouth, and suddenly turned around and left.

The servant quietly breathed a sigh of relief behind her and raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat from his forehead.

Yan Wanwan turned around, the already thin smile in her eyes was completely indifferent, and she turned out to be on guard against her early in the morning.

In the imperial prison, Liu Hui, the Minister of Works, who was locked in this dark room with no light and only a hand that was left without seeing his five fingers for a long time, finally heard other sounds in the monotonous repetition, almost driving him crazy.

The sound of footsteps slowly approached, followed by the sound of unlocking and the sound of opening the door, as if there were finally a slight change in the stagnant space.

Someone came! He rushed towards the source of the sound regardless of concern, but before he could pounce, he was pulled back by the chains in his throat, blocking his body, and almost strangled to death.

After finally recovering, he held the chain in one hand and lay on the ground, panting desperately.

A candlelight suddenly floated, and his eyes that had been immersed in the dark for a long time could not stand it, so he quickly closed it.

After a while, I slowly opened my eyes and saw the candle placed on the table next to the door, and there was a person sitting next to the table. He was wearing a mysterious robe and covered with a mask. The eyes behind the mask reflected the cold light on the mask in the subtle candlelight. He looked at himself in a cold state. In a trance, he seemed like a soul-catching messenger in hell, which was daunting.

The man didn't say anything, but just stared at him with his eyes. Liu Hui was locked in this place where there was no light. He was tortured by the endless sound of water droplets at that time and could no longer hold back. He almost roared, "Do you know who I am? Without evidence or explanation, you, the silence of the imperial court, dare to touch the imperial officials?"

"Shangshu Liu was joking, when will we, Yumingsi, need evidence to get people?" Yan Zheng curled the corners of his lips and smiled coldly.

The slender fingers gently tapped on the table. In the closed prison room, the sounds seemed to be ticking with the sound of water just now, but they were even more terrifying than the sounds, as if Yan Luo was urging his life. The momentum that was forced to spread on Liu Hui's face shattered little by little in the sounds.

Yan Zheng curled his lips and suddenly leaned forward, leaned closer, staring at Liu Hui's eyes as cold as an arrow.

"Shangshu Liu should take all the ones he should have as soon as possible, so that he can save us from wasting our time." He could go home early, right?

When Yan Zheng came out, Ruishan hurriedly brought a warm and slightly damp veil. Yan Zheng took it, slowly wiping his hands carefully. Listening to the faint moans from the prison room behind him, he pursed the corners of his lips and took a step while instructing, "Let someone treat the wound. You can't let him die before the case is closed."

"Yes." Someone behind him responded and turned around to invite a full-time doctor in the department.

Someone had already opened the door one after another in front of him. Yan Zheng kept walking outside, walking with a slight dim skylight reflected in his eyes, he had already left the imperial prison and threw all the darkness and blood behind him.

Lu Heng came forward, "How is it? What did you ask?"

Yan Zheng didn't say anything for a moment. He entered the duty room and sat behind the case, and then said in a deep voice, "He clenched and refused to admit it. He said that he was arguing with Hong Xuanzhi because Hong Xuanzhi was greedy for the silver for building Huitong Canal. He cherished talents and loved talents, so he called him alone and said something to him, hoping that he would turn back. He didn't expect that Hong Xuanzhi would have such a spirit. He jumped directly into the river."

"He looked at death without evidence, so he had to bite to death." Lu Heng bit his itchy back teeth. "But at that time he and Hong Xuanzhi were arguing with others behind their backs. The rest of the Ministry of Works only knew that they had a dispute and why they had a dispute, but no one knew. After Hong Xuanzhi had argued with him again, he walked out of the Ministry of Works and disappeared before he disappeared. Moreover, the official silver was indeed lost at the time, which was just enough to buy the small courtyard purchased by Hong Xuanzhi. The Huitong Canal had been completed, and the silver slot that Yaxing received from Hong Xuanzhi had long been transferred. Now it is really physical evidence, and all the evidence is empty."

"If we torture, he will not change his words, which only means that he is expected that we can't find any evidence."

Yan Zheng was not ignorant of what Lu Heng said, but he just twisted his fingers lightly and said nothing for a while. After a while, he pondered, "Hong Xuanzhi has been missing for five years, and Liu Hui has also been promoted from Assistant Minister to Shangshu. If there is any problem with the official silver that built Huitong Canal, is the Ministry of Revenue who allocated the silver? Also, even if Hong Xuanzhi steals himself and writes a letter to his wife in advance, it only means that he knows that this is a fatal matter. Will he really not keep any backhand?"

Lu Heng could not answer these questions.
Chapter completed!