Chapter 105 Tracking

Li Qinggang was the chief inspector of the Xiangfu Mansion, and he had to stay here all the time. Yuan Ming didn't need to come here, but he followed anyway, because he wanted to find Cao's indenture.

This was not told to Li Qinggang. Yuan Ming came to the warehouse, and the one in charge of guarding was a familiar young general.

Yuan Ming was a favorite of Li Qinggang, and these people had seen it. He wanted to go in, as if no one was stopping him, and he didn't even ask the reason. The valuable big items had been registered, so there was no need to worry about Yuan Ming stealing. The Xiangfu

Mansion was so big, and there were hundreds of servants.

After finding the cabinet where the indentures were stored, Yuan Ming looked through them one by one, and finally found Cao's indenture in an inconspicuous box at the bottom.

After several decades, the paper has turned yellow and the words are blurred.

At this time, a voice came from outside the door asking to see Lord Li.

"Who is in there?"

"It's Lord Yuan."

Yuan Ming quickly rolled the paper into his sleeve and turned around to salute Li Qinggang.

Li Qinggang looked at the precious and famous artifacts on the shelf and couldn't help but sigh: "It is said that the Prime Minister's Mansion is rich enough to rival a country. I didn't think much of it before. I didn't expect that there are so many good things besides gold, silver and jewelry."

After he finished speaking, he asked Yuan Ming: "Why are you here? Is there something you want? You are the one who contributed the most to successfully bringing down the Prime Minister this time. I will talk to the emperor. As long as it's not too excessive, I should be able to get it for you."

Yuan Ming shook his head: "Gold, silver and jewelry are external things. It is an injustice for the famous artifacts of the world to be placed in my humble room. Thank you, sir, but I don't want it."

Li Qinggang laughed and praised Yuan Ming even more.

"What do you have in your hand?"

Yuan Ming said, "It's the indenture of the servants of the prime minister's mansion. The laws of this dynasty do not clearly stipulate the whereabouts of the servants in the family of the criminal, and the emperor has not investigated the nine clans of the former prime minister. I wonder if you can plead with the emperor to let them go."

Li Qinggang looked at him unexpectedly.

As far as he knew, although Yuan Ming had just entered the official career, he was not indecisive and overly kind like other newcomers. Why did he suddenly show such kindness at this time?

All I heard was Yuan Ming saying, "It's not that I'm so kind, but because of a relative. My relative's family was poor and had a hard life. In order to save the lives of other people in the family, she was sold to an official as a maid. Later, the official committed a crime, and the relative was also implicated and sold. Until now, I haven't seen her again."

"Just now in the yard, I saw a child who was only as tall as my waist. If he was labeled a slave of a criminal, his life would be over before it even began."

Li Qinggang sighed, "I understand."

His wife was in poor health and his youngest son was born weak. How could he not feel pity when he saw the weak and young children?

"I will report this matter to the emperor, but the result is not something you and I can influence.

Yuan Ming clasped his fists to him: "Thank you, sir!"

When it was almost dark, Yuan Ming came out of the office.

He looked up at the sky and took out Cao's indenture again. This time he did not even look at it and tore it into pieces. From then on, he still had his mother, but had nothing to do with Yuan Shanxi.

Yuan Ming exhaled deeply and walked briskly towards home.

But after just a few steps, he felt something was wrong. Someone was following him.

Realizing this, Yuan Ming clenched his hands slightly, but his expression did not change at all, and his footsteps did not slow down.

At this time, he couldn't help but think too much. He couldn't go back. Home, Ji Qingyue and the children cannot be put in danger.

Just when they reached a fork in the road, Yuan Ming turned and walked in another direction. Not surprisingly, the man behind him followed.

He was very familiar with this alley. He had been here before when he was on a case. After walking for a while, he would enter a shantytown where most of the homeless beggars gathered. Once he was inside, he would be safe.

However, the man behind him seemed to know his plan, and suddenly quickened his pace and flew in front of Yuan Ming.

The man had his back to Yuan Ming, his face covered, and he looked like a young man.

"You are Yuan Shanxi's son." This was a declarative sentence.

Yuan Ming frowned, but did not deny it.

"Why? Since you are his son, why do you have to work with Li Qinggang to deal with him? "The man asked again.

The other party did not seem to want to kill him so soon. Yuan Ming felt relieved. After a moment of silence, he said, "Your Excellency followed me late at night for the former prime minister, but did not want to kill me. Could it be for this? You are so sure that you must have the evidence. Why are you still asking me?"

The man lowered his head and chuckled, "No wonder Li Qinggang thinks so highly of you. You are really extraordinary."

As he spoke, he took off his mask, turned and looked at Yuan Ming. His face was covered with a silver mask that shone with a cold light.

Yuan Ming's pupils shrank, and his hands clenched into fists. He was the mysterious guard beside King Yong who always wore a mask.

"The prince asked me to come."

Yuan Ming was not surprised: "So? "

The mysterious guard clicked his tongue and said, "Don't worry. If the prince has any opinion about you because of this, I wouldn't come here just to ask a question." However ,

Yuan Ming didn't relax completely. He knew that Prince Yong never did meaningless things.

"But I guess it's hard to say about the emperor. He is very jealous of the descendants of the Yuan family. If he knew, your career might not be smooth."

More than not smooth, the emperor is very suspicious. If he guessed what he had been planning over the years, and Ji Qingyue was very popular in the capital, he would probably be very jealous. By then, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yuan Ming was not a person who liked to beat around the bush. He asked directly, "What does the prince need me to do? "

The war in the southwest is tense, and the rebels are colluding with the remnants of the previous dynasty. The emperor has not paid due attention to it, and even the food and fodder for the soldiers need to be supplemented by the prince. You are so smart, you should be able to realize that this is not a long-term solution."

Yuan Ming frowned.

The guard continued: "Your husband is very talented in making perfume. The prince in the southwest has heard about it. I heard that he has opened a branch and the business is very prosperous. But have you ever thought that money is not so easy to make in the capital? How can others sit idly by while you share other people's cakes?"

Yuan Ming suddenly raised his head: "The perfume shop has been doing good business since it opened, and has never encountered provocateurs. Could it be that the prince is supporting it behind the scenes?"

"It's easy to talk to a smart person."

Yuan Ming heaved a sigh of relief. With the power and status of Prince Yong, he could have directly threatened him to do something, but he didn't do that. Instead, he beat around the bush. It was even because the prince had done them a favor first. It seemed that he was still the Prince Yong who worked for the country and the people.

Although it was not a good thing to stand on anyone's side in the current situation, it was better to cooperate with someone with a bottom line than to plot against a tiger.

After figuring it out, Yuan Ming stopped struggling and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Prince. What instructions do you have?"

The guards saw his attitude change and their mouths curled slightly.

It was late at night when they returned home. All the lights were off.

Yuan Ming stood at the gate and exhaled slowly.

The door was already locked, so he could only knock on it.

"Who is it?" It was the voice of the newly found security guard.

Yuan Ming said, "It's me."

He only heard the man shout, "The master is back!"

Soon, all the lights in the yard were lit, and before Yuan Ming could react, the door opened, and a person jumped into his arms.

Ji Qingyue hugged him tightly, her voice trembling slightly: "Why did you come back now! You scared me to death! Bad guy!"

Yuan Ming was stunned, and his subconscious reaction was faster than his brain, and he quickly hugged Ji Qingyue.

After entering, Yuan Ming realized that he had just left the office today, and Li Qing had just sent someone to tell him to go to the palace together tomorrow, but he was disappointed. Ji Qingyue agreed on his behalf and sent the man back.

Who knew that they had to wait for two hours, but Yuan Ming still didn't come back.

At first, Ji Qingyue was a little angry, blaming him for not returning home immediately after work, and then he began to worry.

Thinking of Yuan Ming's instructions to him, Ji Qingyue was extremely anxious. On the one hand, he was worried about Yuan Ming's accident, and on the other hand, he followed Yuan Ming's instructions and extinguished all the candles in the house, kept the doors and windows closed, and absolutely did not give thieves the opportunity to hurt him and the children. Yuan

Ming felt very distressed after hearing this.

"The prime minister's case has been settled. I'm sorry. It's my fault. I made you worry. I promise it won't happen again."

Ji Qingyue pouted and came out of his arms, pretending to continue to be angry, but Yuan Ming didn't give him a chance.