The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Father Yang did not notice the strangeness of Zhen Shicheng's tone, and sneered: "Does Master Zhen want to cover up his subordinates?"

"This is absolutely not. But this official must remind Brother Yang in advance that my subordinate has absolutely nothing to do with the unfortunate departure of Young Master Ling."

"Let's see someone first!" In Father Yang's view, Zhen Shicheng's remarks were purely justifying his subordinates.

It's ok?

Since he was able to save the boy from Dongpingbo Mansion, why couldn't he save his son?

Even if it doesn't matter, he will find a relationship!

Father Yang made up his mind to find fault, and waited with a gloomy expression.

Yu Jin is still in the house in Quezi Hutong.

Having won the favor of his future father-in-law, Prince Yu Qi was in a good mood, and he took a small brush to comb Er Niu's hair.

Erniu lay under the tree with a face full of enjoyment, his eyes half-squinted.

Not long after, the yamen came and invited him to Shuntian Mansion.

"Someone from the Yang family, want to see me by name?"

Although Yu Jin is not that good-natured, he has a good relationship with these yamen. The yamen who came here reminded: "The master of the Yang family thinks that you have something to do with the death of the young master of the Yang family, and it seems that he is here to find fault. Be careful."

"Finding trouble?" Yu Jin narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Let's go."

Hey, what's the matter with his eagerness to try? He wasn't such a troublemaker before.

Thinking that Jiang Si first soaked in water last night, and then killed someone, Yu Jin felt distressed for a while.

If it weren't for Yang Shengcai's bastard, how could Ah Si get his hands dirty?

Thinking of this, he felt that the kid was too cheap.

Well, in the future, when Axi and him have a good relationship, he will tell Axi that the murder should be left to him, and Axi can just hand him the knife.

Thinking of the bright future, Yu Jin smiled.

With a smile on his lips, he walked into the hall of the Shuntian Mansion's yamen. Father Yang looked at him coldly and asked, "Are you the yamen who rescued the second son of Uncle Dongping?"

Yu Jin didn't even bother to tease Father Yang, and said frankly: "Uh, I saved it, but I'm not a yamen, but a helper of Lord Zhen. Could it be that this master sent me Xie Yin?"

Father Yang ignored Yu Jin's explanation of his identity, and determined the identity of the other party and directly attacked: "Why did you appear in Jinshuihe last night? Didn't you notice others when you rescued the second son of Uncle Dongping?"

Yu Jin looked at Zhen Shicheng in surprise: "Master Zhen, this is—"

"This is Young Master Yang's father."

"Uh, did Master Zhen ask Master Yang to help investigate the case?"

"That's not true. Brother Yang, as the bitter master, came to understand the case."

"I see." Yu Jin raised his hand to touch his nose, and said casually, "I thought Lord Zhen had another helper."

"Master Zhen, you are too indulgent to your subordinates, how could a little yamen talk to you with such an attitude!"

Yu Jin frowned, and his handsome face was covered with frost: "What does it have to do with how I get along with Lord Zhen? Since you are not here to assist the Lord in investigating the case, but to understand the case, then pay attention to your attitude! "

"Presumptuous! You are so rude as a little yamen, it shows that you are audacious. I have reason to suspect that you appeared in Jinshuihe last night for another purpose. Maybe you are the arsonist!"

Father Yang was very familiar with this trick of knocking people down.

Of course he knew that this person was not the arsonist, but in his capacity to attack a small yamen, Shangfeng, who was a small yamen, would always sell him a little bit of thin noodles to make the little yamen feel uncomfortable.

This is not over, when the matter of the son fades away and no longer attracts the attention of the world, it would be easier for the dignified Shang Shufu to pinch such a small person to death.

"Hehehe." Yu Jin chuckled lightly.

Father Yang was startled by his smile.

With a smile in the corner of Yu Jin's eyes, his gaze towards Father Yang turned warm.

No way, he has always been tolerant towards mental retardation.

"Master Yang, if you have reason to doubt, just doubt it? Could it be that this Shuntian Mansion was opened by the Shangshu Mansion?" Yu Jin was too lazy to talk to Father Yang.

He glanced at Father Yang and said slowly, "It's said that I'm not a yamen servant, but Master Yang didn't even know that Master Zhen has an assistant, which surprises me."

Although Yu Jin did not reveal his identity when he came to Shuntian Mansion from the Punishment Department, many people knew that the emperor ordered several princes to go to the Sixth Department for training. Given the status of the Yang family, his identity could not be concealed, so it would be better to make it clear.

Besides, it's not ashamed that his father is the emperor!

Yu Jin concealed his identity just for one person, Jiang Si.

He was afraid that appearing as a prince would make it difficult for his sweetheart to accept. As for other people, of course, his mood was no longer in his consideration.

Yu Jin's words made Father Yang stunned, and he couldn't help but look at Zhen Shicheng.

"Brother Yang, this is King Yan."

Father Yang's eyes widened instantly, and he lost his voice: "King Yan?"

"Yeah, King Yan has been training in the Ministry of Punishment. It happened that Shuntian has a lot of things recently, so he came to help this official. For the convenience of doing things, he did not reveal his identity to the outside world."

Father Yang looked at Yu Jin with incredible eyes, and soon his face turned white and red, red and black, like a palette.

At this moment, he deeply realized what shock and shame are.

Of course, he heard from his father that several princes went to the Sixth Division to practice, but Prince Yan rarely showed up, and he had never seen it before.

Unexpectedly, King Yan turned out to be this little yaman—

Father Yang looked extremely complicated, and smiled awkwardly at Yu Jin: "It turned out to be the prince, disrespectful."

Father Yang's daughter is the Crown Princess. He is a generation older than Yu Jin. Of course, he won't lose his composure after being shocked. After all, a King Yan is nothing compared to the Crown Prince.

Yu Jin smiled: "Master Yang doesn't think I'm an arsonist now, right?"

Father Yang coughed: "This is naturally a misunderstanding, and I hope the lord will not be blamed."

"Don't dare."

Father Yang regained his composure and became less concerned about Yu Jin.

He was the prince's father-in-law, and in private, King Yan had to call him uncle.

How sharp is Yu Jin, he was annoyed when he saw Father Yang's expression.

Does this mentally retarded think that being the father-in-law of the prince will be able to pretend to be a big-tailed eagle in front of him? Simply ridiculous.

Yu Jin clenched his fists at Zhen Shicheng and said sternly: "Master Zhen, Master Yang has misunderstood me, but I have a situation to tell you, but this is definitely not a misunderstanding."

"Uh, I don't know what the lord has to say?" Zhen Shicheng's fox-like eyes narrowed.

Based on experience, a good show is coming!

Yu Jin glanced at Father Yang, his eyes cold and indifferent.

Father Yang felt his scalp go numb for some reason, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Actually, I saw it last night when the second son of Dongpingbo Mansion fell into the water."

"What did you see?" Zhen Shicheng immediately asked.

Father Yang raised his heart inexplicably.

"I saw a pair of hands pushing the second son of Dongping Bofu out of the window." Yu Jin said calmly.