Pei Ran is not only a national arithmetic player, but also a person who is good at speculation.

He saw the situation in front of him and felt that this should be the greatest opportunity in his life. As long as he could secretly help the emperor to overcome this difficulty, he would probably pay back more than ten times the amount of food and grass he borrowed in the future.

He thought again, and heard that the emperor was still by the Hanjiang River, and he didn't know which general sent by the emperor to design the siege this time. Although the strategy was a good strategy, there were still some flaws. Fortunately, the opponent this time was only Ye Zhiqiu. If this was replaced by the former Grand Tutor's Mansion, it would be impossible to deceive.

Pei Ran was held in the hands of the Grand Master's Mansion for many years. Although he suffered a lot, he was also extremely tempered and achieved a strong toughness.

Pei Ran was thinking about what was going on, but his thoughts were suddenly interrupted. A servant reported that someone had come from Qinghuai Villa and wanted to ask the master to come over and discuss matters.

Pei Ran smiled bitterly. Ye Zhiqiu had already regarded the Royal Villa as his little Hanyuan Palace. However, the hero did not suffer any loss in front of him, so he should be dormant now. He then changed his clothes and came to the villa.

Pei Ran’s house and Qinghuai Villa were both on the west side of the imperial capital, not far away. He sat in the carriage boredly, holding a small gilded hand stove, and the carriage was dripping so much that it made people sleepy.

Suddenly, a few loud thunderous roars came from a distance, which scared Pei Ran so much that he couldn't hold on to his hand and lay directly in the corner. The charcoal in the furnace suddenly spread all over the floor.

After more than ten sounds, there was finally no movement. Only then did someone lean into his head outside the car.

"Master...Master, are you okay?"

"Is the ground collapsed?" Pei Ran lay on the ground and didn't dare to get up.

"It's the news from the west end. It's about a street across. It's nothing big here. It's just that the sound scares the little man's soul almost disappears."

The servants, like Pei Ran, also had a pale face, as if they had been sucked.

Pei Ran calmed down and thought that the safest one nearby was Qinghuai Villa, and it was important to save his life first, so he hurriedly said, "Hurry, don't delay, go to the villa quickly!"

When Pei Ran hurried to the entrance of the villa, Zheng Lu, who was blown to pieces by the vulture tail, also arrived at the entrance.

I saw Zheng Lun's face was covered in black and black, like a charcoal seller. Pei Ran immediately guessed that it was probably related to the thunderous sound just now.

That night in Xuelu, Zheng Lu was very rude to Pei Ran. Now that he was blown up, it really made Pei Ran feel secretly happy.

"Oh, what's wrong with Lord Zheng?"

Zheng Lun was not angry and was caught in a mess again. He thought he was in a difficult position. He just glared at him and ignored him and went into the village.

Ye Zhiqiu had heard the movement there and was rushing out of the yard, trying to see what the situation was. When he walked to the atrium, he happened to meet Zheng Lu and Pei Ran.

"Mr. Zheng...this..." Ye Zhiqiu looked shocked.

Zheng Lu was about to tell the whole story when he saw Pei Ran aside and refused to speak.

Ye Zhiqiu understood and turned to Pei Ran and said, "Mr. Pei, please sit in the hall. Lord Zheng and I will come later."

Pei Ran pretended to be indifferent and walked straight forward.

He has been here in Qinghuai Villa many times, and he never misses the opportunity to serve. Whenever Emperor Wen went to the villa to hold a banquet and enjoy flowers and poetry meetings, he was never invited to come up with the "guest of honor" himself. On the contrary, Ye Zhiqiu was low-key and never involved in such occasions, and was far from familiar with the villa.

So Pei Ran knew that there were long corridors on both sides of the flower hall, and it was easy to listen to the conversation between the two of them in the atrium. So he pretended to walk towards the flower hall, and suddenly turned around halfway, covering it to the pillars of the corridor, and eavesdropping on his ears.

Only Zheng Lun could speak fiercely, as if he attributed the reason for his attack to a woman, and said that seeing that the woman was very close to Chen Qi, it was obvious that he had a secret plan.

Ye Zhiqiu was obviously upset by his words. The explosion just now resounded throughout the northwest corner of the imperial capital. Even the person sitting in the villa could clearly feel the surrounding walls trembling. And was the only woman who started the attack?

Zheng Lun shouted loudly: "Mr. Ye! I killed more than a hundred brothers just now. This is not a trivial matter!"

Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly looked around and advised: "Mr. Zheng doesn't have to speak so loudly."

Pei Ran was also a little strange in the dark. Why did Zheng Lun's voice suddenly become so loud? Then he realized that it must be the explosion sound that was deafening, which shocked him so much that his voice could hardly be heard.

Do you still need to eavesdrop? If I had known this, I would have heard it even if I had been sitting in the hall.

The two were still arguing, and it was obvious that Zheng Lun's emotions had been occupied by uneasiness and anger.

"There is such a strong evidence. If Lord Ye doesn't believe it anymore, I'm afraid you and I will die at his hands tonight!"

Pei Ran finally understood from Zheng Lun's roar.

Chen and Zheng have turned against each other, no wonder Ye Zhiqiu is so upset.

It's so good that a dog bites a dog and has a mouthful of hair.

The debate in the courtyard continued. Pei Ran quietly walked around the corridor and began to drink tea slowly. Although he didn't know what Ye Zhiqiu asked him to come today, the more chaotic the situation was, the happier he was.

Only in muddy waters can fish.

After a while, Ye Zhiqiu returned to the hall in a depressed mood.

Seeing that Zheng Lun did not follow, Pei Ran pretended to be concerned and asked, "Are Master Zheng injured? I happened to be nearby just now, and the movement was really terrifying. I don't know who it is..."

"Mr. Pei, Lord Zheng will report to the court tomorrow that today is the hillside of Miaodai Mountain in the northwest corner of the imperial capital, so there is some movement. Lord Pei doesn't need to say much about the rest."

The warning element in Ye Zhiqiu's tone was obvious, and Pei Ran could of course hear it.

"So it's a mountain collapse, oh, then I'll be relieved." Pei Ran has always been used to saying that the deer is a horse, and his words seem to be true.

"I invited Lord Pei over today because I remembered something."

"Please speak with Lord Ye."

"Can Lord Pei help me check the grain houses in various places in the imperial capital? Mainly to see if there are any abnormalities in the circulation of grain in the past ten days."

Pei Ran's heart skipped a beat. Ye Zhiqiu was indeed smart. Even though he had never thought of it at that time, he still thought of this section now.

"Why did Lord Ye suddenly want to check these things?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Food is the most important thing for the people. If you want to maintain the hearts of the people in the imperial capital, of course you have to know the situation of food supply in the imperial capital. This is not difficult for Lord Pei, right?"

Pei Ran thought to himself, you still want to hide things from me, it is clearly to investigate the number of reinforcements lurking in the city. Since I have made the decision one step ahead of you, how can you see the flaws?

He bowed and said, "It's easy to say, this is my duty. Since Lord Ye wants to know, I'll go and check it immediately."

Seeing that he didn't ask much, he just agreed, his tone eased a lot: "It's just that there is another thing, I'm a little confused... A few days ago, Lord Pei said he wanted to open a porridge shed, and the amount of grain used was mixed. Will Lord Pei not be able to find out?"

Pei Ran secretly called it a bad thing. He thought that the journey was like a mountain. Ye Zhiqiu, the Minister of Rites, would not know so clearly. However, he expected that he would ask the key point as soon as he asked.

At present, no matter what, he cannot see through the real purpose of setting up a porridge shed.

So he turned his mind and smiled and said, "No, no, Lord Ye is overly concerned. The grain used in this porridge shed is official grain, not purchased from grain houses in the city. It is very easy to distinguish them. If Lord Ye needs it, I can also turn around and make a documentary book to send someone to send it to you."

When Ye Zhiqiu saw that he was very organized in his talk about the Ministry of Revenue, he was happy: "It will be a blessing for Lord Pei."

He didn't know that official grain seemed to have nothing to do with the grain circulated among the people, but in order to stabilize the grain prices in the imperial capital, the Ministry of Revenue often regulated the transaction of official grain with the grain farm. Pei Ran just had to make some moves on the official account of the transaction of official grain, which was enough to cover up the past.

However, Pei Ran's thoughts were more cunning than Ye Zhiqiu's...

From the moment Ye Zhiqiu asked about food, he had already understood something.

It's time to escape from the imperial capital!

Since you have done something, it will be a matter of time before you find out. People like Ye Zhiqiu can turn against each other when they say they are wrong, and it is the right thing to do to stay away quickly.

What's more, the mysterious reinforcements sent by the emperor made some noise every now and now people are in panic. If Chen Qi and Zheng Lu had another internal strife the next day, they would inevitably be involved.

escape!

Pei Ran left Qinghuai Villa for the front foot, and hurried back home to tell his wife that the time was up.

In fact, from the day when the porridge shed was set up, the retreat was ready, and Pei Ran was just waiting for the best time to escape.

Soon, Ye Zhiqiu discovered something was wrong.

Pei Ran said confidently that it would take only two days to find out the circulation of all the grain in the imperial capital, but the document book had not been delivered in two days.

Ye Zhiqiu asked Zheng Lu to go directly to Pei Ran’s Shangshu Mansion to see. If he didn’t look at it, he realized that the entire Shangshu Mansion had already been empty, and even the gold, silver and soft materials at home were not left!

Zheng Lu was really surprised, and saw a thick stack of documents and letters left in the mansion, which wrote to Ye Zhiqiu to open his heart.

Zheng Lu had no choice but to bring the document book and letter back to Qinghuai Villa to report to Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu opened the letter and saw that it said:

"My father was seriously ill and had to return home in a hurry. Before he could say goodbye, he hoped that Mr. Ye would forgive me. In addition, Mr. Ye did not dare to be lazy in any matter he asked, and he had already made a list of documents for reference."

This old fox!

Ye Zhiqiu was so angry that he tore the letter to pieces, and he was furious: "What kind of father is critically ill? His father has been dead for more than ten years. Is this bullying me?"
Chapter completed!