Seeing her like this, Xue Qing couldn't help but tremble and said, "My daughter, it's easy to say... Then what should Fu Bo do if he asked others to investigate and impeach the young master?"

"I'm afraid he doesn't dare to do this. I'm afraid he can't even count the amount of black money in his Fu's account book. If the scene of my torture to the night is enough to shock the guards who pretend to be Fu Zhongwen, then Fu Bo will definitely be afraid of us. He will definitely not understand why we have to deliberately give him a handle? Fu Bo is cautious in nature. The more such a person is, the less it is impossible to sell a dangerous step at this moment. Xue Qing, you can rest assured. With Fu Bo's personality, you will never go against us." Mu Yun said to Xue Qing confidently.

Xue Qing thought about it carefully and felt that her words seemed to make some sense.

Mu Yun lowered his eyes, looked at the book in his hand, and then came to a quiet moment for two or three minutes: "But there is one thing you need to pay attention to."

Xue Qing was copying the contents of the file. When he heard the person in front of him suddenly speak, he stopped and looked at her: "What do you want me to pay attention to?"

"My delusion tonight has made Fu Bo alert. From tomorrow onwards, he will definitely deal with the unfinished black accounts in the capital that have not been processed yet. Now it is the New Year after the explosion. After the explosion, the Siong is still tight and it is not easy to relax the flow of money in the city. It is not easy for Fu to quickly withdraw the black accounts from the capital. It will take about seven days at the earliest. Your actions must be faster than them. Check the records we checked today's store files one by one, find Fu Bo as the local money shop, grab their account books, and find the people in charge behind us, so that we can turn defeat into victory."

She carefully reminded Xue Qing, and then said, "In addition, within three days, you and Uncle Fang Si must find the body or tomb of the owner of Luoyun Village."

Xue Qing was finally curious and couldn't help asking, "Why did the lady look for the owner of Luoyun Village? Whether he is dead or alive, it seems that it has nothing to do with us? Even if he finds it, what can we do?"

Mu Yun glanced at him and said calmly: "He has a great relationship with the land deed of Luoyun Village, and of course it will be of great help to us."

Xue Qing said strangely: "How could the owner of Luoyun Village... be related to the land deed? Since he is not the owner of Luoyun Village, he just found a fake replacement for Fu Bo, so he naturally doesn't know about the land deed. I have another thing... I feel confused about it. How did the lady know... the owner of this mansion may have been killed by the people from Fu's mansion?"

Mu Yun put down the file in his hand, picked up the fake account book that was placed at hand, got up from the cushion, came to Xue Qing, squatted down slightly, turned the fake account book to the last page, and handed it to Xue Qing.

Xue Qing looked at the neat and wrinkled silk book in front of him and said in confusion: "What do the lady want me to see?"

Mu Yun nodded and said, "Look at the last page, then touch it, and then touch other silk pages."

Xue Qing touched the last page of silk paper, then touched the previous page, and found that the thickness of the two silk papers was different. The last piece of silk paper was obviously much lower than the previous one. I don’t know why.

He picked up the account book and looked carefully. He found that the last page of silk paper seemed to be made of multiple layers of silk paper.

Seeing that he discovered the clue, Mu Yun took the opportunity to pick up the candlelight on his desk and put it in front of him and said, "Let this page of silk paper shine against the candlelight."

Xue Qing did what she said. Under the bright candlelight, the silk paper was illuminated. The original words on the last page gradually disappeared, and a few blood words appeared from it.

"The owner of Luoyun Village, Fu Bo, killed me, is a false account. I hope the visitor will seek justice for me." Xue Qing read it according to the blood words, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart: "This... this is the ironclad evidence of Sikong's killing?"

Mu Yun curled his lips, took the account book in his hand, stood up and sat back to his original position, and then slowly said, "It may not be enough to just use this to correct Fu Bo. I ordered someone to torture the manager and the head of the village, but only knew that the real account book was hidden in the village, and did not know where the land deed was. If Fu Bo really wanted us to buy this village, it would be necessary for the land deed of Zhuangzi. Therefore, the land deed could not be still on Fu Bo, so he must have forged a copy here.

But I had carefully searched the various places of the Zhuang house with my servant, but I could not find the land deed. I thought that he was brought by the owner of Luoyunzhuang. He probably did not expect that he would die at the hands of Fu Bo. If he could find a fake land deed from him and check the official records at that time, he would prove that the original owner of this place was Fu Bo, and Fu Bo would fake the land deed would be a serious crime."

Xue Qing nodded and said, "So that's it, the woman is so careful."

"Just..." Xue Qing turned around and felt something was wrong, and asked, "Fu Bo might not have thought of the fake land deed. If he framed us, what should he do?"

Mu Yun waved his hand and said confidently to him: "According to the current situation, I am afraid that Fu Bo does not know that the owner of Luoyun Village has not handed over the land deed to us. He must have had some dispute with the fake owner, so he would be cruel to silence this person. As long as the land deed has not been handed over to us, as long as it can be proved that Uncle Fang Si only paid the deposit; as long as the accounts on the farm cannot be checked and settled, Luoyun Village will always be surnamed Fu. Then since it is his Fu Bo's farm, it has nothing to do with us."

Xue Qing sincerely admired Mu Yun from the bottom of his heart. He clearly saw these things with Mu Yun, but he didn't see so many flaws, let alone think so much.

This time, Mu Yun had learned about Fu Bo's next actions and had grasped the solution to the crisis in the capital tightly.

Xue Qing was completely settled at this moment and obeyed Mu Yun's instructions with confidence.

Half a month later, a letter was sent to Jiang Chengyi, who had arrived at Linhe Station.

On this day, he was accompanying the prince and together with Dou Yuelan, he went to the Linhe Command House to visit Ning Nanyou. On the way, he received an urgent report from Luoyang. After reading the letter, he couldn't help but smile, and his eyes and eyebrows were filled with love for Mu Yun.

Looking at the letters from Xue Qing, full of words praising Mu Yun, he became secretly proud. He knew that the girl was very smart and could suppress the chaos in the capital and would never suffer any loss.

Prince Ning Wuheng rarely saw his teacher so tenderly, so he asked him curiously: "What letter has the teacher received? How could he be so happy?"

When Jiang Chengyi saw the prince’s question, he immediately said, “Report to the prince, this is a letter from the family, and it was passed down by Xue Qing, and the content mentioned the Gu Nei.”

After hearing this, the prince said happily: "No wonder the teacher is so happy. It turns out that he heard the news from his master's wife. It's okay if the teacher smiles, but he will go to meet the jackals next, so I'm afraid he won't be happy."

When Jiang Chengyi saw the prince compare Ning Nanyou to a jackal, he felt strange in his heart. He asked the prince: "Your Highness hates the Marquis of Huaiyin?"

When the prince heard his question, he turned around and replied, "Why did the teacher ask like this? Don't the teacher hate it? The sixth uncle of this palace is a irritable villain, and his style is not as good as a royal child. He hates it even more than his father."

Ning Wuheng had a little bit of a young man's tender tone, his eyes full of disgust.

Jiang Chengyi felt a little uncomfortable and said, "Your Highness's likes and dislikes of the Marquis of Huaiyin are just based on rumors?"

The prince was stunned and said, "What does the teacher mean? The students don't understand? The rumors are not groundless. Moreover, I have seen my sixth uncle, who is only addicted to drinking and having fun, and is greedy for beauty. He is an absolute fool."

Jiang Chengyi's face changed, and he seemed a little angry, and his tone gradually calmed down: "Your Highness... I have told you... You must understand everything in this world before you can judge it. Ears and eyes are not necessarily true. How can your Highness just believe in rumors and judge a person's good or bad?"

Ning Wuheng didn't expect Jiang Chengyi to get angry, and he felt a little unhappy. He remembered that his sixth uncle's wife was Jiang Chengyi's real sister. He suddenly understood in his heart and asked, "Teacher...but because my sixth uncle... is the husband of the county lord Chengping and your brother-in-law, would he mind the mention of this palace?"

When Jiang Chengyi heard this, his face turned pale and said with a faint anger: "Your Highness, it seems that you have not heard a single word of the truths taught by Lichen on weekdays!"

Ning Wuheng looked at his respected teacher who had maintained the bloodline of King Huai. He felt angry and said unhappy: "Teacher, remember every word you said to students. However, the father and uncle of the palace are incompatible with each other. As his son, the students will naturally have to share the same hatred of the enemy!"

Dou Yuelan, who was standing beside him, was shocked when he saw the two of them quarreled. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Highness... Don't be angry. Lord Jiang did not defend the Marquis of Huaiyin, but wanted to let Your Highness understand that this person may not be as incompetent as rumored."

Ning Wuheng glanced at Dou Yuelan and was slightly stunned. He didn't expect this, and he didn't know what Jiang Chengyi meant, so he raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, asking, "Teacher...what does this mean?"

Jiang Chengyi looked dark and was reluctant to say much to him, but because the young man was his disciple, he spoke and said, "Your Highness, think about it carefully and you will know that the Marquis of Huaiyin could persuade Ye Kongge without any effort to capture the power of the King of Huai. Now that he has been siege in Guangxin, how could he be a siege-free person? Your Highness can determine a person's good or bad based on folk rumors. It is too arbitrary and hasty, and it is not a wise ruler."

Ning Wuheng savored Jiang Chengyi's words carefully and thought about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case.
Chapter completed!