Chapter 67: A third-rank official ended up in such a mess!

The next morning, the atmosphere in the court was a little weird.

Jiang Yingcheng held his chin with both hands, his eyes filled with worry.

[Hey, why hasn't Grandpa Tan chased those people away yet? Wasn't Cheng Cheng's hint obvious enough? ]

[But Brother Yuan is no longer willing to help Cheng Cheng write so many more words, as Cheng Cheng is already trying very hard to coax him...]

If she had written more, she could have attached two pieces of evidence.

"Alas." Jiang Yingcheng sighed very softly.

Several reproachful glances were directed at Yuan Liangping, as if questioning why he was so ruthless.

The sound of Yuan Liangping's teeth grinding could be heard from far away.

Prime Minister Tan's house seemed to be a den of spies. At first, the little princess tried to cover up by shuffling the order of writing, but as the two of them failed to finish writing for a long time, she finally gave up and told him the full name directly.

Even so, it still took him nearly half an hour to write!

Several generals looked at each other, and they were all moved.

They usually focus on training soldiers and don't have as many troublesome things as those in Prime Minister Tan's mansion. Even if the little princess accidentally leaked the information, it would not have much impact on them.

However, the homes of these military generals have always been the best choice for spies from various countries to squeeze in and gather information. At times like this, the little princess's ability to detect spies is very useful.

Someone bravely looked up at the golden platform, secretly thinking about what excuse he could use to invite the little princess to his house for a tour.

"Your Majesty!" Suddenly someone stepped out and shouted, startling everyone who was deep in thought, "I have a memorial to report!"

The man was very emotional. Almost the second after Jiang Yanchuan responded, he said anxiously, "I received an anonymous report yesterday. The letter said that the right prime minister, Mr. Tan Wenhan, had been accepting bribes for a long time. The various amounts added together filled up the entire room!"

Raise the morning cry.

Jiang Yingcheng was also shocked and sat up straight.

[Bribe?] She looked at the person who reported it hesitantly, [What nonsense is he talking about?]

Jiang Yingcheng didn't know where this person got his conclusion, but the few people who could hear the young man's thoughts figured out the whole story immediately.

I'm afraid that Prime Minister Tan had already launched a counterattack as soon as he got the list.

Several people couldn't help but look dazed.

This reaction speed is really too fast.

Ji Yingrui was unaware of what everyone was thinking and continued to talk incessantly about the news he knew.

From the location where the gold and silver were hidden to the placement of all the objects in the house, he described everything in detail as if he had seen it with his own eyes. "I originally doubted the authenticity of this letter, but what he said was too detailed, so I had to personally verify it with Tan!"

He looked so righteous, as if he was about to sacrifice his life for justice.

Jiang Yingcheng was so angry that he was madly talking.

[Ah!! You were the one who sent the spy named Ming Yi, right?]

[Asshole! You have small eyes, but you always look at loyal subjects. You didn’t even notice your wife transferring assets behind your back. You deserve a miserable old age!]

Several ministers who were looking angry suddenly laughed.

Is there such a thing?

Isn't this much more exciting than Tan's counter-attack? !

Don't stop, little prince. Say more! They love to hear it!

Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, Tan Wenhan simply closed his eyes, wanting to give Jiang Yingcheng some time to eat melons.

After Ji Yingrui finished his impassioned words, his expression suddenly became confused.

No, he was reporting Prime Minister Tan for accepting bribes. It was okay if the ministers around him were smiling, but what did it matter if Prime Minister Tan closed his eyes?

Is there anyone who respects him as a whistleblower? !

Jiang Yingcheng lived up to everyone's expectations and soon dug out more gossip from 007.

[You never imagined that the new servants in your house are all your wife's confidants. As soon as you go to court, they will go out together to enjoy the snow and the scenery. How happy they are! ]

[And your newly brought-in concubines are secretly taking contraceptive soup, because they don’t want you, a bald head, to give birth to babies! ]

[Tsk tsk tsk, a third-rank official has become such a jerk, and he still has the nerve to stare at what’s going on in other people’s houses! ]

Ji Yingrui finally couldn't bear it anymore and urged: "Master Tan, don't you have anything to say?"

Tan Wenhan slowly closed his eyes amid the silent condemnation from those around him.

Since someone wants to die at three o'clock in the morning, he doesn't have to keep him until five o'clock.

He didn't even look at Ji Yingrui, but bowed directly to Jiang Yanchuan.

"I did catch a thief in my house yesterday, but that person did not intend to report my family's financial situation to others, but sneaked into my study."

"He copied down a few confidential documents and tried to send them out by flying pigeon, but was stopped by the palace guards."

"I will take advantage of the situation and have Chengbi write this message, hoping to catch the person behind this."

The voice stopped abruptly here, and Ji Yingrui's breathing also stopped at this moment.

"What...does that mean?" The buzzing in his head continued, and white lights began to appear in front of his eyes. "That letter was written by your son?"

The spy he sent to the Tan Mansion was the most capable one among his subordinates. He acted extremely cautiously and had never made any mistakes in the past few years. How could he suddenly be exposed?!

Tan Wenhan finally turned around, looked at Ji Yingrui with contempt, but said nothing to him, and turned back to Jiang Yanchuan.

"I brought Chengbi's daily exercises here today," he pulled out another letter from his sleeve, "This is the real letter that the spy wanted to send yesterday."

Eunuch Changshun presented both pieces of evidence.

Jiang Yanchuan had already learned all the information from the young man's inner voice, and now it was just a formality.

He directly unfolded the letter that the spy wanted to send and read it carefully with his eyes lowered.

The letter was not big, and the words on it recorded the information the spy had obtained as concisely as possible. Despite this, Jiang Yanchuan still stared at the paper for a long time.

This period of time seemed to be stretched infinitely in Ji Yingrui's eyes, and as Jiang Yanchuan looked longer and longer, beads of sweat finally began to drip from the corners of his forehead.

Xing Junchu is the most severe Dali Temple Chief Justice since its establishment. Ji Yingrui knows very well that if he falls into his hands this time, he will not be able to withstand the torture for long.

Now all hope lies in the fact that the spy did not write down any fatal information on the letter.

In this case, he can still make an excuse.

Jiang Yanchuan suddenly raised his head.

The expression on his face did not change. He even smiled happily when he met Ji Yingrui's slightly nervous gaze: "My dear, do you want to know what is written in this letter?"

Ji Yingrui lowered his head quickly.

He really wanted to know, but few people in the court dared to respond to what Jiang Yanchuan said with such a smile on his face.

Ji Yingrui was shaking even more violently.

Before he was about to faint from nervousness, Jiang Yanchuan's voice finally rang out again.

"Xing Junchu," he said, "take him to have a good look."