The next day, early in the morning - something happened at Xinya Theater.
"My husband disappeared from the Xinya Theater. He came to listen to the show last night, but he never went back. Where did you hide my husband?"
A woman led two boys into the theater, looking for people to express their gratitude.
A thug from the theater stopped the person and said, "Xinya Theater never lets guests stay overnight. Madam, please look elsewhere."
"My master just disappeared in your theater!"
"Let me go in and find it!"
One party wanted to find someone, and the other stopped them. There was a fierce conflict between the two, and many people passing by came to watch the fun.
The fuss got louder and louder, and official officials arrived.
The secret room in the backyard of Xinya Theater.
"Boss, there's someone making trouble outside." A guard walked over quickly and reported what happened outside.
"The official is here."
Sitting behind the nanmu table is a middle-aged man with a thick body, narrow eyes, and a very mean face. He is the owner of this theater - Zhu Jianqiang.
Zhu Qiang held the walnuts in his hand and said, "Let Mr. Zhang from Shuntian Mansion take care of it."
"No, boss!"
Another person rushed in, "The official who came is actually from Dali Temple!"
"What did you say!?"
Zhu Jianqiang's expression changed with shock, and he stood up immediately. The legs of the chair scraped against the ground and made a harsh sound, which symbolized that something was wrong.
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A quarter of an hour later.
Xinya Theater is temporarily closed and is under investigation. It will not be allowed to operate until the ban is lifted.
The woman reported the crime and wanted to find her husband who was missing.
Ye Yunxian handled the case personally.
I heard that Ye Jinxiao was also at the theater last night. If he found any evidence, he would definitely let Ye Jinxiao know the consequences of offending him!
He wants to strictly investigate Xinya Theater!
After a rigorous investigation, a secret room was discovered in the backyard of the theater, with mountains of gold and silver hidden inside...
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Zhenguo General's Mansion.
Snapped!
The teacup was thrown to the ground and shattered into powder. The third prince, King Yi, immediately said in a deep voice: "Grandfather, calm down!"
The man sitting next to him is the current general who governs the country. He is a former general who is nearly sixty years old but still has a strong body and an old look. He is a high-ranking minister in the court. He has made great achievements on the battlefield and has served the country well. He is still praised today. The most respected military commander.
Wei Zhenguo's cloudy eyes turned gloomy: "Why did Dali Temple suddenly get involved in Xinya Theater?"
This caught him off guard.
Zhu Jianqiang of Xinya Theater is his person.
Over the years, he used the theater as a cover to secretly contact officials and hide some unexplained money.
If the theater is targeted, the worst possible outcome is to contact officials somewhere else.
What a pity is that huge amount of money!
He had dug it out bit by bit from military supplies over the past ten years! It will be of great use in the future!
King Yi heard some rumors: "I heard that someone was missing. I reported it to the police to find the person. It is said that Princess Yu was also at the Xinya Theater last night."
"Ye Jinxiao?" Wei Zhenguo frowned.
She went to the theater and something happened at the theater. Was it a coincidence or an accident?
However, when the matter of Prince Yu's Mansion was mentioned, Wei Zhenguo became angry: "Then why can't Liu Mingyue look down on a man?"
King Yu has always obeyed Liu Mingyue's words and is very easy to control.
But something unexpected happened to Ye Jinxiao.
"Princess Yi is on good terms with Liu Mingyue. Go back and talk to your princess and let her think of a way to help Liu Mingyue and control Prince Yu, so that she can help you fight for the throne in the future."
King Yi knew: "Okay."
"Stop playing with the woman you raise outside. Give birth to a legitimate son with Princess Yi as soon as possible. When the eldest son is born, no one will dare to say anything even if you raise a concubine with eighteen rooms outside."
King Yi lowered his eyes: "I understand, Grandpa."
"This Ye Jinxiao is also troublesome. First help Liu Mingyue control King Yu as soon as possible, and then find a suitable opportunity to get rid of her."
"My grandson knows."
Wei Zhenguo spent his whole life in the army and made great achievements. For most of his life, his daughter was the favored concubine of the palace and gave birth to the third prince, King Yi; his granddaughter married as the eldest princess and occupied the power of the Prince of Jin's Palace; his son succeeded the general. As he held the position, all the younger members of the Wei family were promoted by him and became popular among the people.
King Yi has the blood of the Wei family flowing in his body.
The next king must be King Yi, so that he can continue the century-old glory of the Zhenguo General Mansion!
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Prince Yu's Mansion.
"It's raining, miss, why did you leave the door open?"
Achun and the others held umbrellas and brought the prepared breakfast and carefully placed it on the table. The rain pattered outside, stained by the severe cold of winter.
Rou'er was about to close the door when she saw the prince coming.
"Xiao'er!"
He walked very fast, and Feng held an oil-paper umbrella for him, but he couldn't keep up with his speed.
"Xiao'er, let's have breakfast together?"
Today is a day off for rest, so he came here specially.
Ye Jinxiao raised the corner of his mouth and was about to refuse, but Chu Yuci quickly said, "I actually have something to tell you. Ye Muchen is outside the house asking for an audience."
As he spoke, he had already sat down at the table and motioned Rou'er with his eyes to add a pair of dishes and chopsticks.
Rou'er didn't dare to make the decision without authorization, and looked at her young lady for help.
Suddenly, Feng Xing took the rice spoon from her hand in a very smart way and scooped out five spoons of rice for his master!
A huge bowl.
Quickly put the rice bowl in the hands of the master, lest the master be kicked out by the princess and be embarrassed to get off the stage.
Rou'er frowned.
How could this man be so rude!
He glared at Feng Xing with a slightly sulky look, "If you dare to snatch the rice spoon today, you will dare to snatch the lady tomorrow, what a reckless man!"
Feng Xing stepped aside with his sword in hand.
How dare this little girl stare at him!
Everyone in the house knew that he was the master's confidant, and they all treated him politely. He was worthy of being the princess's maid, and was as difficult to deal with as the princess.
If you dare to stare at him today, you will dare to hit him tomorrow. You are very bold!
The rice was already served, and Ye Jinxiao didn't say anything else. He glanced at his mountain-like pile of rice, twitched the corners of his eyes slightly, and looked away.
"Did you just say that Ye Muchen was outside?"
"Yes." Chu Yuci raised the chopsticks in a familiar manner and gave Feng Xing an appreciative look.
"Do you want to see Xiao'er? How about I send someone to send him away?"
"No need, let him in."
Chu Yuci tightened his chopsticks.
She even met Ye Muchen, but she was just about to drive him away?
It doesn't matter.
He will get it for himself.
Soon, the housekeeper sent a message to lead the way, and Ye Muchen, who was leaning on crutches, limped over. The pattering rain stained the hem of his clothes, making them stained black. But when he looked at the people in the room, he saw in his eyes The pain was severe, and I was a little... ashamed that I couldn't lift my head.
Five years ago, he refused to listen to Ye Jinxiao's explanation, mistakenly believed Yun Weiwei's words, and misunderstood her.
In the past five years, he has not thought about killing Ye Jinxiao all the time.
Now the truth is bloody and torn apart...
He didn't know how to face her at all.
The housekeeper whispered: "Young Master Ye San, we are here. You can go in by yourself."
He left and took the umbrella with him.
Ye Muchen walked up a few steps with difficulty on crutches, looking a little embarrassed. He stood at the door, not daring to step forward rashly:
"Fourth sister, I...can I come in?"
Ye Jinxiao held her silver chopsticks and looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Young Master Ye, don't yell, my mother only gave birth to me, not a brother."
