Volume 13: Dreaming Back to a Thousand Years, Chapter 66: Under the Moon

After Yaoguang and Guishan left the Imperial Study Room, they went directly to the festival site. There was not much time before the festival started. The most important thing right now was to arrange this matter. Yaoguang and Guishan were busy with their people. Sheng Chuhan Huo Qizhen and Huo Qizhen were also very busy and sweating.

The action was quick, and the collapsed altar returned to its original appearance on the third day. This time it won't be the same again. The bodies of the deceased palace servants have been disposed of, and their families have also received compensation. However, what makes Yao Guang strange is that there has been no news about the former Minister of Rites' corruption, which makes Yao Guang feel a little strange. .

The night was already deep, and Yaoguang was sitting in the yard, deep in thought.

Sheng Jinyuan walked in and didn't even notice. It was the big head in his arms pulling her hair that made her react. Seeing Sheng Jinyuan, he was a little surprised: "Dad, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?" Yao Guang asked.

"I couldn't sleep. I saw your light was still on, so I came over." Sheng Jinyuan said.

"Go in, expose yourself deeper." Yao Guang picked up his big head and entered the hall with Sheng Jin Yuan.

Datou was already asleep. Yaoguang put her on the bed and told Ke'er to prepare tea before sitting back next to Sheng Jinyuan.

"Girl, tell the truth, who is the mastermind behind the corruption in the Ministry of Rites." Sheng Jinyuan did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"Sheng Chuhui." Yaoguang sighed: "Zhao Jiancheng's corrupt officials have all entered the Xihui Palace, and only a few are his own."

"Can you find out the whereabouts of these silver coins?" Sheng Jinyuan asked.

Yao Guang shook his head: "This is what makes me most depressed. I have started investigating a long time ago, but I have never gotten any evidence. The key is the whereabouts of these silver coins."

"Sheng Chuhui, okay, very good. My good son, what should I do with him?" Sheng Jinyuan slammed the table hard.

"Dad, Sheng Chuhui can't move yet. The whereabouts of such a large amount of silver is currently unknown. What exactly has Sheng Chuhui used the money for? I don't know. Also, I don't know how many hidden forces Sheng Chuhui still has. I know. He must keep it. You can't alert the snake." Yaoguang held Sheng Jinyuan's hand.

"Did you discover something?" Sheng Jinyuan asked.

"Sheng Chuhui is by no means as simple as we see. I, the third brother, just want to point my sword at the world. On the surface, he belongs to the prince's lineage, but I always feel that there is something else about me in it. I don’t know.” Yao Guang tapped his fingers on the table.

"Keep an eye on him. If you find any clues, don't show mercy." Sheng Jinyuan said these words decisively. "And the prince, you understand."

"I understand." Yao Guang nodded.

Sheng Jinyuan stood up and left. Looking at Sheng Jinyuan's walking figure, Yao Guang felt a little helpless. In the imperial family, there will always be people who go astray. The world is far more important than family ties.

"Do you suspect that Sheng Chuhui is planning to rebel?" Guishan Zou came out from behind.

"Doubt? Please, this is your first time here. You don't know how the Shengtianmen coup came about. Even if the details are different, the general direction will not change. But my question now is where the silver coins went. This has never happened in my life." Yao Guang said speechlessly.

"That's right." Guishan nodded.

"The rain is coming and the wind is blowing all over the building. It won't stop for a moment." Yao Guang touched his forehead depressedly.

Guishan shrugged and said nothing.

But there is indeed a different scene in Xihui Palace. Sheng Chuhui and Sheng Chuxue bit each other's ears in the darkness. There seemed to be a third person's voice inside. Because there was no service, no one knew what they talked about.

In the Phoenix Hall, Yao Guang was pacing back and forth. "It's been several days, but there hasn't been any news about the case of the Minister of Rites' corruption of ink. This is a bit strange."

"What's strange? The Ministry of Punishment is within Sheng Chuxue's sphere of influence. Maybe they are studying how to keep the Ministry of Rites as much as possible." Guishan said indifferently, but the next minute he met Yao Guang's sharp eyes: "They really dare Really do this?!"

"If this is the case, this Lord, the Minister of Punishment, will not need me to take action." Yao Guang sneered.