After a long time, she suddenly raised her eyes, and her voice was a little heavy. "Why don't you ask the Lord to write a memorial and start with the story of the food merchant mob in Wujun county. Jiang Wu neglected his duty and was not happy with my several conflicts. After thorough investigation, she found that he had many crimes. Other officials in Wujun were involved in him, so we had to get rid of them."

After a pause, she said: "I often mentioned Jiang Wu's collision with me, which made the Lord unhappy. I'd better write in detail and without missing a word. I'll write a letter in the memorial to plead with the emperor and ask the Lord to stop me."

At this point, she could not think of any other way. If not, she could only do so.

If it is right, the emperor will not only punish them, but also reward them wantonly. If she is wrong, at most she will be suspended and become an ordinary person. That may not be the worst.

She now has wealth in hand in Wujun, so she will not lose much if she becomes an ordinary person.

The flower thousand willow eyebrow tip picks slightly, the smile in the eye faded a few minutes, "do you really decide to do this' disaster '? Do you know what the consequences will be? "

"I know, but if the emperor finds out that yanbeicheng is not a real dandy, he is afraid that the consequences will be more serious." The flower on the street coagulates a face to nod, Mou bottom a clear and bright, "besides, I help him so, it is conditional."

"You know it all?" At the moment, the smile in the eyes of the flower thousand willows subsides completely, and looks at the flower on the stranger.

"Yes." She also said, "I've been with him for more than two months. Besides, he's not totally flawless. I'll know sooner or later, but it's a matter of time."

Flower thousand willow eyes are full of surprise, and then seems to want to open, can not help but smile, "brother Beicheng, brother Beicheng, you really met the nemesis."

The flower on the stranger pursed her lips, but did not speak.

However, she thought privately that if Hua qianliu knew, she would be even more surprised if she knew that the cloaked man and Yan Beicheng were the same person.

Hua qianliu didn't know what she thought in her heart. After drinking a glass of wine, he took out a bright yellow memorial from his sleeve and pushed it to the flowers on the street. "You might as well have a look at this first."

Yanbei city is ready?

In the heart of the flower on the stranger, he picked up the memorial and looked at it carefully.

This memorial was written by Yan Beicheng himself. The content and the tone of his speech were the same as what he used to do when he was outside. Every word was accusing Jiang Wu of his guilt, but it all started from small things.

For example, when they arrived in Wujun, Jiang Wu did not come out to meet them. When they lived in Jiangwu's house, they often showed neglect and disrespect to the princess, and so on.

Then I turned to the main topic, but it was just a stroke. I could feel how willful and reckless the person who wrote the memorial was. He did not blacken the flowers on the stranger even half a minute. What's more, he couldn't see the disaster attitude of the stranger.

Mo Shang Hua will be memorial to close, eyebrow heart suddenly shallow frown.

Without waiting for her to ask, Hua qianliu opened the folding fan in her hand, and her tone was relaxed. "This is the style of King Yu."

With this understatement of his sentence down, the brow of the flower on the street originally frowned but slowly unfolded, and the beautiful eyes flowed and passed a few different colors.

Yes, Hua qianliu is right. Yanbei city is Yanbei city. He is not only a casual prince, but also a dissolute and capricious dandy. The emperor must also understand it. If he really had a grudge for these things, it would be possible for him to eventually dismiss Jiang Wu and behead him.

At the same time, the credibility will be higher if some news is deliberately spread outside Wujun.

The confused color between the eyebrows and eyes of the stranger was scattered. However, as soon as she thought that she was smart today, she was wronged by cleverness, and her eyebrows were frowned again.

"Beauty frowns, but it doesn't look good." Yan Beicheng shakes a folding fan, and his face is full of sighs.

The flowers on the street raised their eyes and looked at him. The light of their beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and then they recovered the calm and calm like water.

"Yes." Hua qianliu seems to have thought of something, and her smile faded a lot. "I heard that you have encountered some trouble in the government these two days, and those managers are not very obedient? And Nanhe, she seems to have some conflicts with you

"The information of the cabinet leader is really fast. You can't escape any trivial matter." On the street flower eye color Shu's one understanding, the meaning unknown slowly enunciates.

Hua qianliu touched his nose and felt innocent. "I'm wronged. I didn't want to take care of your inner house. But brother Beicheng is not here. I have been with him for many years, so I have to take good care of him."

On the street flower side head, complexion is indifferent, "Pavilion Lord is at ease, with my status, in the palace has not been able to hurt me half point."

She has never liked to be watched. Hua qianliu has sent someone to pay attention to her now. How can she be happy.

After saying this, she stood up and said, "I can't come out for too long. If the pavilion master has nothing else to do, I'll go back first and say goodbye."

The flower thousand willow looked at already empty the opposite, the folding fan in the hand this just slowly received, toward the empty room, slightly raised the voice: "come in."After a long time, the black silhouette outside the window suddenly flashed. Then, the carved wooden door in front of me was opened from the outside. A woman with a long skirt and her hands folded on her chest came in.

The woman's beautiful eyes and health, like cherry red lips tightly pursed, usually gentle and dignified at this time reduced by more than half, only a few minutes from the bones of the proud.

"It's you." Hua qianliu picked her eyebrows, but there was no surprise in her eyes. It seemed that she didn't feel surprised. "It's really a coincidence that Xiaomo flower just left, and you're here. Nanhe, what are you doing today? But I miss my beautiful face? "

"Childe is really joking." The gloom at the bottom of the eyes of the South crane was covered in a flash. He sat down in front of him and didn't mention anything about the flowers on the street. "The young master is a very clever man. I think the young master is very clear about why I came here today."

"Easy to say, easy to say." Hua qianliu answered with no modesty, and then turned her words gently. "However, although I am extremely clever, you will not disclose the half of the others when you come here. I am afraid that you can't guess how smart you are."

Nanhe's white hands could not help pinching the cuff, and his chest overflowed with anger. "The South crane has come here several times, and the reason for each time is not one. If the young master really can't remember, the South crane will directly explain it."