Chapter 108 The little painted pottery man who appears by chance

Style: Historical Author: The downtrodden young masterWords: 2396Update Time: 24/01/11 14:33:16
Prime Minister Liu Yong looked at the slowly retreating crowd, his face so calm that no expression could be seen.

He didn't expect that Liu Yijin would send everyone away in this way, even at the cost of making him infamy.

This Liu Yijin is not simple.

Liu Yong walked down the steps with an indifferent expression: "Master Liu, I didn't expect that you would not only do anything to your colleagues, but also the common people."

"Such a method, even at the cost of bringing infamy, Mr. Liu, I am not as good as you in this regard."

Liu Yijin glanced at Liu Yong indifferently. Although the other party looked sighing, his eyes flashed with playful ridicule, as if everything was within his expectation.

Liu Yijin smiled lightly and said: "I don't bother the Prime Minister to worry about this. I am here just for investigation and enquiry. I hope that the Prime Minister will cooperate well."

Liu Yong smiled lightly and said: "Then please, sir."

Liu Yijin walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion with a smile, followed by Yuan Shuo and others behind him.

"Bold! How can lowly people like you enter our Prime Minister's Mansion at will?" Liu Yong stood on the steps and yelled at the people below.

Yuan Shuo frowned: "We are from the Supervision Department!"

"When will the little Supervision Department be able to bully my prime minister's office?"

Liu Yong winked, and the housekeeper standing on the steps stepped forward and slapped Yuan Shuo on the face: "Whatever you are in the Supervision Department, you deserve to be in my prime minister's office!"

Yuan Shuo's eyes were cold and he drew out his long knife.

"Yuan Shuo!" Liu Yijin's face turned cold: "We are here to handle cases, not to fight!"

Yuan Shuo took a long breath and put the knife back.

Butler Wang Neng glanced at Liu Yijin, and then glanced at Yuan Shuo proudly with contempt in his eyes.

Prime Minister Liu Yong just glanced at Liu Yijin indifferently and said in a haughty tone: "I'm sorry, Mr. Liu, but my housekeeper never listens to advice. I will definitely teach him a lesson later."

Liu Yijin smiled lightly and said: "It doesn't matter, the housekeepers in the Prime Minister's Mansion are more powerful than ordinary third-grade officials."

"I heard that some third- and fourth-grade officials look at the face of the housekeeper when they come to the house. I wonder if this is the case?"

Liu Yong smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you are serious."

Liu Yijin glanced at Yuan Shuo and chuckled: "It's a coincidence, I am also a person who protects others. When I was in Qinghe Town, if someone bullied one of my people, they would definitely have to get back on their feet. "

"But it's different now. After all, he is also the head of the Supervision Department. This person is showing up, so his worth cannot be too low. But when I saw those vicious dogs barking, I couldn't help but feel itchy hands."

"Master Prime Minister, do you think there is something wrong with me?"

Prime Minister Liu Yong's eyes narrowed slightly: "When you are in a high position and have great power, you should not treat your subordinates in a general way, otherwise you will easily lose your status."

"That's true." Liu Yijin smiled faintly: "But my face has fallen to the ground, and I have to pick it up no matter what. Otherwise, how can I lead others in the future?"

In Liu Yong's shocked eyes, Liu Yijin turned to look at Yuan Shuo and others: "You all stay here. Remember, don't use knives to deal with those vicious dogs. Sometimes fists seem to be more effective."

Yuan Shuo was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at Wang Neng ferociously: "Don't worry, sir, the boys will definitely remember it."

Wang Neng saw Yuan Shuo coming directly towards him and hurriedly ran towards the house. However, he was stopped by two wolf guards directly: "Master Butler, let's go aside and talk."

Just when Liu Yong was about to speak, Liu Yijin said with a smile: "Sir, please."

In a restaurant not far away, a young man drank down the wine glass in front of him with a smile: "This Liu Yijin is really a character. I didn't expect that he would even dare to ask the prime minister."

Next to him, a woman in white clothes stood respectfully, her eyebrows lowered.

"Chun Xia, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

The woman in white thought for a moment: "Lu Canghai and Xikun are dead, and Zhang Bing's identity has been exposed. This is a loss for us."

"The key is to see how much information Zhang Bing has and whether he can withstand the torture of the Supervision Department."

The young man nodded: "It doesn't matter if Lu Canghai dies. If he doesn't die, Zhang Bing will just waver from side to side."

Chunxia carefully filled up the wine: "Master, there is one more thing I don't understand."

The young man raised his handsome eyebrows: "Is it about the black powder?"

"Yes, I'm afraid that the boy won't survive the torture, so should we do it directly?"

The young man's slender fingers tapped slowly, and a nice curve formed on his thin lips: "It is more difficult to kill people in the prison of the Supervision Department than in the Criminal Department."

"Besides, this little guy is not our core staff. If he dies, he will die."

"Notice, all people who have been in contact with Zhang Bing and Xikun will be transferred out of the imperial capital. They are not allowed to come back without orders."

"As commanded."

Chun Xia bowed respectfully, turned and left.

In the prime minister's house.

Liu Yijin looked at Liu Yong with a smile: "Prime Minister, I still have two questions for you, I will leave after asking them."

Liu Yong's face was ashen: "Liu Yijin, are you here to ask about something, or are you here to make fun of me?"

"I have almost explained all three generations of my ancestors, what exactly do you want!"

Liu Yijin was not in a hurry: "Don't get me wrong, adults, I'm asking some basic questions."

"You have to ask me three times about your eating habits, dressing habits, and even where I buy the food in my house and where I buy the horses. How do you feel at ease?"

"The Prime Minister doesn't know something. In fact, these are arranged by His Majesty."

"Your Majesty arranged it?" Liu Yong's expression changed slightly. "Your Majesty also wants to know these things?"

"Of course. Your Majesty cares about the health of every minister. Wouldn't you just use this opportunity to ask me to come and take care of you?"

Liu Yong listened to Liu Yijin's serious nonsense and couldn't help but snorted: "Since the adults have asked clearly, I won't keep you here."

Liu Yijin glanced at the surrounding furnishings with a smile: "This is my first time as a guest at the prime minister's house. Don't you even give me a cup of tea?"

Liu Yong took a deep breath, turned to the maid and said, "Pour tea for Mr. Liu."

Liu Yijin looked at the pretty maid and handed over the tea respectfully, and said with a smile: "The Prime Minister's Mansion is the Prime Minister's Mansion, the maids are all so pretty."

After speaking, Liu Yijin stood up and walked towards the Bogu rack not far away: "I didn't expect that the prime minister also likes to collect."

Liu Yong said calmly: "If you like it, sir, you can take it away and treat it as a gift from me. How about it?"

Liu Yijin looked at it and said with a smile, "Isn't this appropriate?"

"There's nothing inappropriate, it's just some gadgets."

Liu Yijin's eyes rested on a strange-looking sculpture, an ugly-looking painted pottery. The naive child actually had eleven fingers.

He raised his hands and seemed to be watching something in his eyes.

"Master Prime Minister, how about giving this to me?"

Liu Yong glanced at the painted pottery, his expression moved slightly, and he took it from Liu Yijin's hand without leaving any trace: "This was baked by a boy and given to me back then. It is one of my favorite things."

"Oh?" Liu Yijin said meaningfully: "I wonder who this person is?"

"My youngest son is no longer alive."

Liu Yijin looked at the sadness on Liu Yong's face and said hurriedly: "I didn't expect to touch the sadness of the adults. I'm really sorry."

"It's all old news." Liu Yong let out a long breath: "Come here, please send the adults out. I am also tired and want to take a rest."