There is Room For the Poor Daughter

Chapter 542, a blockbuster

As soon as Yan Wentao saw Xiao Yeyang deliberately revealing the Jinlingwei token, he vaguely understood why they came to the door today, so he revealed his token unintentionally.

Yan Wenkai was originally here to show his value, but seeing Xiao Yeyang revealing his identity, he immediately followed suit.

It was quiet in the study.

Mr. Su and Mr. Su San changed their ease and ease before, at this moment, both of them looked a little dignified and looked at Xiao Yeyang silently.

Jin Lingwei.

If it is said that Daxia officials are most afraid of the person, it must be Jin Lingwei.

As long as Jin Lingwei comes to the door, generally nothing good will happen.

Mrs. Su was a little uncertain about Xiao Yeyang's intention to come to the door this time. After glancing at his grandson's departure, he automatically stood up to Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao behind Xiao Yeyang.

The two of them didn't look sideways, didn't say a word, and the fierce aura exuded from their bodies was startling.

The old man Su, who had experienced strong winds and waves, could see at a glance that the hands of the two were stained with blood.

Good guy, if they hadn't taken the initiative to reveal their identities, he'd be really afraid that he would have misunderstood.

Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai knew that Grandpa Su was looking at them, and they also knew that the old man hoped they could give some hints, but neither of them made a sound, and they resisted the old man's gaze abruptly.

The most comfortable person in the room is Xiao Yeyang. At this moment, he is sitting leisurely on a chair, holding a tea bowl, picking up the tea lid, and gently scraping the tea leaves floating on the surface of the tea.

He didn't drink either, he just fiddled with it slowly.

In the whole room, only the rubbing of tea lids and tea bowls remained.

Every time the tea cover was scraped, the mood of Mrs. Su and Mr. Su San became dignified.

After a while, Mrs. Su sighed and took the lead in saying, "I don't know what the little prince said when he came to the door this time?"

Xiao Yeyang raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Su, and smiled: "I only recently learned that the Su family is indeed an old-fashioned family, and it is really a big family."

Grandpa Su's face was stunned, and his hands clasped his fists: "I also ask the little prince to make it clear."

Xiao Yeyang glanced at Yan Wenkai and continued to fiddle with the teacup.

Yan Wenkai took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Mrs. Su.

Grandpa Su got up and took the envelope, glanced at Yan Wenkai, and opened it quickly. When he saw the contents inside, his face suddenly turned blue, and even his hands began to tremble.

When Master Su San saw it, he immediately supported the old man: "Father!"

Yan Wenkai was also a little worried about the old man, and wanted to step forward to help, but seeing Xiao Yeyang's warning eyes, he forcibly endured it.

Xiao Yeyang looked at Mrs. Su with a light smile, the head of an old-fashioned family, how could he not be able to stand a bit of stimulation, but because of his old age, he wanted to use the affection from the previous contacts to gain more benefits for the future conversation. .

Seeing that Xiao Yeyang and the three of them were indifferent, Mrs. Su cursed inwardly as a 'cunning little bastard', and then he could only calm down the excitement on his own.

During this period, Master Su San also quickly looked at the contents of the envelope. After reading it, his face turned pale, and he eagerly said to Xiao Yeyang: "Little Prince, we don't know about this, there are many people in the Su family. , there are many things that we simply can't manage."

Xiao Yeyang put down the teacup, still said with a smile: "I would like to believe the third master, but." He pointed to the letter in his hand, "Although the person above is a collateral line, but it is closely related to your direct line, I If I remember correctly, I also gave you a generous New Year's gift during the Chinese New Year."

Seeing that his son was timid at the beginning, Mrs. Su felt a little helpless, and before his son spoke again, he cut off his words: "Little Prince, there must be a misunderstanding in this matter, my Su family has always been sincere, could it be? Mistaken?"

Xiao Yeyang looked at Grandpa Su with a half-smile but not a smile: "Is this old lady questioning Jin Lingwei's ability to do things?"

Grandpa Su hurriedly denied: "This is not what the old man meant, it's just that the tree is big to attract the wind. Maybe someone wants to frame my Su family."

Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang glanced at Yan Wenkai.

Yan Wenkai took out another piece of paper from his body.

Nothing was written on the paper, just a stamp.

Seeing Mrs. Su who changed color again, Xiao Yeyang smiled and said, "This is the seal on the intercepted letter. I specially asked Wen Kai to copy it. Is the Mrs. no stranger? I heard that the five elders of the Su family seem to have all of them. One."

Hearing this, Mrs. Su fell into the chair, closed his eyes, and his chest heaved a little.

Master Su San stood aside anxiously.

Xiao Yeyang glanced at Yan Wenkai.

Yan Wenkai received the signal and said, "The Su family dares to sell the royal official kiln privately. This is a disrespectful crime committed below. The unpardonable crime is that they even transported the official kiln to the imperial mausoleum."

Hearing this, Mrs. Su suddenly opened his eyes.

The crime of privately selling royal kilns is easy to deal with. As long as the Su family is excluded from the line involved, it has nothing to do with other people.

However, if there is any involvement with the imperial mausoleum

Thinking of the Eighth Prince guarding the imperial mausoleum, Mrs. Su is really not good.

He never imagined that the clansmen would be bold enough to participate in the struggle for the throne, and it was still under the circumstances of the current emperor's stable throne.

This is the big crime of looting and genocide!

Thinking that Xiao Yeyang didn't bring anyone else over this time, Mrs. Su stabilized his mind, took a deep breath, and looked at Xiao Yeyang: "Is there anything you want to order, little prince?"

Xiao Yeyang said with a smile: "Hongxin is my companion, and I have known the Su family well over the years, and I know that most of the Su family are sincere to Daxia. However, as the tree grows, it will inevitably breed pests. These pests have to be removed 'all but one', otherwise they will hollow out the tree."

The old lady Su said quickly, "What the little prince said is very true."

Xiao Yeyang: ". It seems that the Su family's sideline has been selling royal kilns privately for several years, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Wenkai quickly glanced at Xiao Yeyang.

He now understood what they were doing.

The royal kiln has no channel relationship, can you get it?

After being transported to the imperial mausoleum and passing through various checkpoints, will there be no officials to check it?

But the Su family has been doing it for several years and is safe and sound. What does this mean?

Ye Yang really didn't plan to hold the Su family accountable, but he wanted to use the Su family to find out those officials who had taken refuge in the Eighth Prince.

Although Jin Lingwei can do these things, but Jin Lingwei is too conspicuous, and when he is dispatched, there will be a big disturbance, which will easily make the people on the Eighth Prince's side vigilant, but the Su family is different. The cover of identity, the investigation can be carried out in secret.

What Yan Wenkai can figure out, not to mention Mrs. Su,

Looking at Xiao Yeyang, who was light-hearted and took the initiative in the whole process, Mrs. Su's face was a little complicated. He was ashamed of his short-sightedness.

Who knows, before he knew it, this little prince had grown to the point where he felt jealous.

It really is a blockbuster if it doesn't sound!

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