The autumn rain brings a chill, and the wind mixed with raindrops blows in from the window. Lin Zhubu, who is sitting in the duty room, shivers. He tightens his official robe a little and listens to the ups and downs of the sounds coming from the hall over there.

This is the voice of Jiang Shisan, the famous scoundrel in Taiyuan Prefecture.

"… Stop talking nonsense. Why have I never heard of such a law?"

"…Madam, this was proposed by the Dali Temple during the case of Wang Sanniang in Ganzhou. It is not in the law, but it was also recognized by the emperor…"

Hearing this, Lin Zhubu yawned. Miss Jun was troublesome enough, and now this troublesome stick was invited. It seems that it will not be so easy for Mrs. Fang to get out of this situation without making a sacrifice.

In fact, Mrs. Fang has already spent a lot of money, otherwise the county lord would not even bother to play with the cat and would sit in the hall every day listening to them arguing, all for the money.

But he didn't dare to take the money. It was better to stay away from the trouble. Lin Zhubu reached out to pick up the tea on the table, and someone suddenly lifted the curtain and came in.

Lin Zhubu thought it was a minor official in the government office, but when he looked up, he saw it was a strange old woman.

"Hey, what are you doing?" he asked with a frown.

The old woman looked embarrassed.

"I, I'm looking for Miss Jun." She said, and knelt down, "Please help me, Miss Jun."

They came to see Miss Jun for treatment, which was not uncommon these days. Chief Lin waved his hands impatiently.

"Go away, Miss Jun is not here." He said while calling someone.

Several yamen runners ran in and carried the old woman out.

"How did someone get in?" Lin Zhubu said unhappily, "I know there are a lot of people watching the excitement recently, but the government office is not a restaurant or teahouse. Anyone can get in."

The bailiffs responded in unison and carried the old woman out.

"I want to see Miss Jun." The old woman pleaded uneasily.

"Miss Jun is not here." A yamen runner said impatiently because of the noise.

Miss Jun is not here? A gleam of light flashed in the old woman's eyes.

"Miss Jun..." She grabbed the sleeve of the bailiff and said hurriedly. Before she finished her words, she saw a commotion at the entrance of the yamen and someone walked in slowly.

The goose-yellow hood could not hide the graceful figure; it was none other than Miss Jun.

The bailiffs were startled and quickly grabbed the old woman to prevent her from rushing forward.

The old woman seemed to be frightened and did not react. She just watched Miss Jun walk into the court.

"Miss Jun just came back and she came here without even taking a rest." The bailiffs came to their senses and whispered to each other.

Hearing this, the old woman's eyes flickered again.

"Where did Miss Jun go? I can't find her." She said in a trembling voice.

The bailiffs glanced at her and raised their chins towards the hall.

"Miss Jun went to Taiyuan Prefecture to invite Jiang Shisan." said one of the yamen runners.

So that's how it is, the old woman looked thoughtful.

"Ms. Jun, save my family..." She seemed to have just come to her senses and was about to rush into the hall.

The bailiffs grabbed her and threw her out without hesitation.

The old woman sat in front of the yamen wiping her tears for a moment but did not wait here any longer. She stood up and walked away tremblingly. As soon as she left the sight of the people and turned into the alley, her body straightened up, her steps no longer trembling, and she walked quickly into a house.

"Is there really no doubt about his whereabouts?"

After hearing the report, the man in the house had a complicated expression.

"I am in Yangcheng now, and I went to Taiyuan some time ago. Please come and fight Jiang Shisan."

He paced back and forth. This had nothing to do with the Fang family, so who did it?

He lifted his foot and kicked the stool away.

"It's really a blast."

…

Yuan Bao walked hurriedly with his head lowered, his posture much lower than the last time he appeared in the palace. He kept his head lowered and did not realize there was someone until he heard a light cough in front of him.

He looked up and saw Lu Yunqi standing in front of him, with four Jinyiwei guards staring at him coldly.

"Lord Lu." He bowed respectfully, then bent his body again as if thinking of something, "Is His Majesty in the Qinzheng Palace?"

His voice was flattering.

Lu Yunqi nodded and moved aside.

Yuan Bao bowed again and passed them.

"Why is this guy suddenly acting so arrogant?" A Jinyiwei said, looking at Yuan Bao's back, "Didn't he privately claim that he is the most popular person to His Majesty?"

"That's right. Those clueless guys are getting more and more arrogant. They even dared to touch our informant." Another Jinyiwei said coldly.

"Just knowing the word 'Your Majesty' is enough." Lu Yunqi said, "We are all doing things for Your Majesty."

No one is nobler than another; it is the same.

Yuan Bao fell to his knees with a thud, his whole body bent over as if paralyzed.

"Your Majesty, I deserve to die," he cried.

The emperor sitting on the dragon throne in front was holding a memorial in his hand and seemed to be concentrating completely, unable to hear or see anything.

If it were someone else, they might not dare to say anything, after all, Yuan Bao has been with me since I was a child.

"We only found traces of the burned car." He said with tears in his eyes, lying on the ground, "The silver was never found, and the Fang family couldn't find anything either. I deserve to die."

As he spoke, he kowtowed, and his forehead instantly turned purple and blue.

"That's enough." The emperor's voice floated down from above, accompanied by a snapping sound.

Yuan Bao immediately dared not make any more sound and lay on the ground motionless.

"If it's lost, it's lost. If it can't be found, it's not a big deal," said the emperor.

Nothing? Yuan Bao looked up in surprise and saw that the emperor had a peaceful expression, without any anger in his eyes.

The emperor rarely gets angry. Of course, this is just his appearance, but now Yuan Bao feels that the emperor is really not angry.

Is His Majesty letting him go because of their old friendship? Yuan Bao wondered suspiciously, is he overestimating himself? After all, that silver is not ordinary silver...

"Silver is silver," said the emperor, smiling a little, "but it is special only in the hands of certain people."

Yuan Bao was a little confused and looked at the emperor with snot and tears.

"As stupid as that old guy." The emperor suddenly said with disgust, "You are obviously stupid, but you still call others stupid."

Old stuff...

There is only one old thing left in the palace...

If others heard this, they would probably be scared, but Yuan Bao just looked panicked for a moment.

"Your Majesty, please be careful with your words." He advised with some uneasiness.

The emperor tapped the memorials on the table one by one.

"What should I be cautious about? I have been cautious for half my life. I have cautiously killed two troublesome people, and only this one is left. It has been so many years, there is nothing to be afraid of." He said.

It’s not that I’m afraid. After all, she is my mother, Yuan Bao said embarrassedly.

"Of course this silver is important," the emperor continued, with a hint of sarcasm, "but you all haven't figured out one thing."

What's the matter?

Yuan Bao looked at the emperor in confusion.

"As long as the silver left the Fang family, it would make sense no matter where it came from," the emperor said, "but it was stolen, it was robbed, it could even have come from the Jin people, what does this have to do with me?"

Trouble will only come when one is involved in a series of backgrounds such as the Fang family, Deshengchang, the Piaohao, and the fortune made in Shandong.

Yuan Bao nodded suddenly, it really didn't seem so scary when put this way.

"What's there to be afraid of?" The emperor stroked the table. "Have you all forgotten that I am the emperor? I have the final say on whether I am afraid or not. If I say I am afraid, you will think I am afraid. If I say I am not afraid..."

He smiled slightly, picked up the memorial in front of him and threw it away.

"I will naturally let you know. I am not afraid."