Yun Yue didn't lift his head, his eyes were still on the ledger, only after a while, he faintly responded.
"Master, what should we do next? Do you take this opportunity to drive all the people who made trouble at the gate of the city back home?" Zhang Ming felt very honored to receive a response from the prince.
After staying with the prince for so long, how could he not understand his prince’s temperament? The prince is indifferent by nature, and he is cold and unsmiling to people. Probably, the prince will only be different from the Miss Qin Youran in the general’s mansion. …
While waiting for his prince to speak, Zhanming's thoughts were a little erratic.
"The silence now is only temporary. These people are restless and don't really give any actual punishment. They don't know how to be afraid." Yunyue finally looked away from the ledger and looked at Zhanming.
Being watched by the prince, Zhanming's figure was obviously stiff.
The prince's gaze... It really takes a strong heart to be able to bear it.
"The actual punishment? Lord, do you want to..."
"Call the prefect of Huaibi." Yunyue's tone was obviously colder again when he mentioned the four words of prefect of Huaibi.
"Yes, Lord."
Zhanming clasped his fists and bowed, and quickly retreated.
Glancing at Zhanming's leaving figure, Yunyue looked at the ledger on the coffee table again. The page on the ledger he was opening, brightly thanked Yang Minghui.
Yang Minghui is no one else, it is the prefect of Huaibi.
A sneer evoked at the corner of Yunyue's mouth.
This city of Huaibi is indeed filthy.
Not long after, Zhan Ming came with the prefect of Huaibi.
The thin eyebrows and small eyes of the prefect of Huaibi, with a hint of insidious cunning between the eyebrows, you can see that it is not a good thing at a glance.
"The minister sees His Royal Highness An." The prefect of Huaibi knelt in front of Yunyue. Although it was only a small prefect, when facing Yunyue, he was not too humble unexpectedly, even invisibly. He showed a sense of superiority in his eyes. Even though he was hiding well, Yun Yue still saw the pride revealed in this prefect.
After Yunyue came to Huaibi, he lived in the prefectural office. After that, he had almost no contact with the prefect Yang. Except for the first day when he came, the prefect reported to him that Huaibi
Regarding Bian's situation, the prefect Yang and then the emperor had already handed the matter over to him and completely withdrew from the incident.
Yunyue has been busy since the day he opened, and he didn't notice this item. It was only after seeing the name on the ledger that he thought of the prefect Yang.
Originally it was just a guess, but now seeing Zhifu Yang secretly looking like a villain, his guess has been confirmed.
"How does Zhifu Yang see the situation outside the city?" Yunyue didn't let him get up, as if he hadn't seen him kneeling on the ground. He curled his lips and asked unintentionally, as if it was just ordinary gossip. .
"Return to the prince, the minister has been suffering from cold and cold recently, so the prince has been responsible for the matter. The minister also concentrated on recovering from the disease, and did not care about the affairs outside the city. Explain to the prince." Yang Zhifu clasped his fists in both hands, seemingly respectful, but there was some dissatisfaction in his words.
He was still kneeling on the ground at the moment, mentioning that his body was not suitable, and he wanted to remind Yun Yue that he was not feeling well, and you still wouldn't let me get up.
However, Yun Yue didn't know if he heard his off-string sound or didn't want to pay any attention at all. He saw that his already indifferent eyes swept toward the prefect Yang, but the corners of his mouth still had a faint smile. It was just this. The smile makes people shudder.
"Zhifu Yang means that when the king comes, you can throw this broken basket on him, and this king will take care of everything for you."
"The prince calmed down his anger. The minister absolutely didn't mean that, but the minister thought that your prince is extraordinary and you will be able to handle the affairs of Huaibi well, so he didn't worry too much..."
"How does this king's ability have anything to do with Yang Zhifu, you, as a parent official, do not care about the people?"
"Wang, prince, minister..."
"Now that there are deaths and injuries outside the city, Yang Zhifu, you have to stay in the mansion for a little bit of wind and chill, and the people outside the city don't have such a good enjoyment as Yang Zhifu."
"Master, misunderstanding, this is helpless. The minister did not enjoy it. The minister was just unwell. He didn't want to come out to cause trouble to the prince, so he would hide in the mansion and didn't show up, the minister..."
"Prefect Yang looks like,
The improvement is very good. "Yun Yue interrupted him with a smile.
Yang Zhifu looked at his smile, shivered, and couldn't help shaking.
Obviously it was a scorching summer, but he actually seemed to be in a cold winter, cold, a kind of icy cold that radiated from the inside and radiated from the depths of his heart.
"His Royal Highness An, the ministers, the ministers have been wronged..." Yang Zhifu was terrified, and had to kowtow to call for injustice.
"Injustice?" Yunyue glanced at him, his eyes without any emotions, as if looking at some dust ants: "I only asked you one thing, the collusion between the official salt of Huaibi City and the private salt dealers, does Yang Zhifu know about it? "
Although the salt in Tianyao Kingdom is expensive, it is not as expensive as gold. People can still eat the salt if they spend more money. As for the salt price in Huaibi City, why is it so outrageous
After a few days, Yunyue has found out that it was the official salt merchants in Huaibi City who colluded with private salt merchants to raise the salt price, and even used salt to control people's hearts and make Huaibi City a good city. People are not ghosts or ghosts.
This riot said that the private salt dealers were dissatisfied with being suppressed by the government, forced to resist with the people, and the officials forced the people to rebel.
But actually
This is just the result of the uneven distribution of the stolen goods between the official salt dealers and the private salt dealers and the disagreement of ideas.
Private salt dealers want to replace official salt dealers, which led to the current situation.
Zhifu Yang's back stiffened, and his face was surprised and guilty. He quickly lowered his head, but the expression flashing on his face still made Yun Yue see clearly.
"Chen, the minister does not know, actually, there is such a thing, this, this official salt merchant, unexpectedly, is so bold, the minister, the minister does not know."
"Haha." Yun Yue smiled sarcastically, picked up the ledger placed on the coffee table, and threw it in front of Yang Zhifu.
"Maybe Yang Zhifu will change his opinion by looking at the above content."
Zhifu Yang looked at the ledger that fell in front of him, his face had begun to become ugly, his small eyebrows were frowning, and the next moment, he suddenly cried out: "The prince, the minister has been wronged, the minister has been wronged... Chen I don’t know anything... Ah—"
Yun Yue got up and stepped on the back of Yang Zhifu, making the Yang Zhifu face to the ground.
"This king will just ask you, who is the person behind you... on earth!"
(End of this chapter)