After traveling through time, she just wanted to eat, drink and have fun

Chapter 142 Counterattack

The man had a calm expression, gently patted the prince's hand, and said calmly: "Your Highness, don't panic, things have not yet developed to the point where they cannot be saved. You just... "

After hearing his words, the prince's tense expression relaxed a little, but his eyes were still as sharp as a hawk, staring at a decoration. He thought to himself that his brother had always relied on him, and now was the time to use him. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

That afternoon, murders were reported from various places one after another. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that it was related to the grain embezzlement case. After all, the deaths of these people were so tragic. They were either burned to death or beheaded, and they were all officials or their families.

The atmosphere in the Imperial Study has been very low recently, and almost no court officials dare to go there, fearing that they might accidentally anger the Emperor and end up losing their heads. However, Zhu Wenyun is an exception. He basically lives in the Imperial Study. Every day, apart from handling official duties, he watches the Emperor eat and sleep, and sometimes even plays a game of chess with the Emperor.

On this day, Zhu Wenyun walked into the imperial study as usual and found the emperor sitting at his desk reviewing memorials. He walked up to the emperor and said softly, "Your Majesty, you have been working for several hours straight. Why don't you take a break?"

The emperor raised his head and glanced at Zhu Wenyun, then said with a slightly relieved expression: "I'm not tired, my dear minister, you've worked hard too."

Zhu Wenyun smiled and placed his hand on the memorial that was about to be opened: "Your Majesty, please take care of your health, otherwise you will make me and others worry."

The emperor nodded: "I will pay attention. By the way, is there anything important happening today?"

Zhu Wenyun hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, many officials were killed in various places today. It seems that this case of grain and grass embezzlement is more serious than we thought."

The emperor frowned and said, "These officials are so bold! They embezzled so much food and grass, and even dared to kill people to silence them! I will never let them go!"

Zhu Wenyun echoed, "These corrupt officials must be severely punished! But now the case is becoming more and more complicated, and we need more clues to find the mastermind behind it."

The emperor pondered for a moment and said, "There must be a bigger conspiracy behind this matter. These officials cannot just take risks for money. Maybe someone wants to use this opportunity to shake the foundation of the court."

Zhu Wenyun nodded after hearing this: "Your Majesty is right. Who do you think is the mastermind behind this incident?"

The emperor thought about it and rubbed his brows helplessly: "The possibility of the prince is greater. Zhuzi, you should not get too involved in this matter. After all, you and I are now prospective relatives. If you get involved too much, it may cause trouble for Xian'er and Yu girl."

Zhu Wenyun nodded: "Your Majesty, rest assured. I will stay here with you until things are over and I should hurry back to prepare for the marriages of our two children."

The emperor patted his hand on the memorial and chuckled, "These two children are destined to be together."

Zhu Wenyun also laughed when he heard this.

The basement of a house in the suburbs of Beijing is dark, damp, and filled with the smell of decay.

Prince Jing was wearing a moon-white robe, spotless, as if he was out of tune with the darkness of the basement. He had an upright posture and an elegant temperament, like an immortal descending from the earth. However, on the rack opposite him, there were several bloody people tied up, forming a sharp contrast with Prince Jing.

The prisoners' clothes were torn and bloodstained, their faces were full of pain and fear. Their eyes revealed despair and helplessness, as if they had been tortured to the point of losing all hope. Their bodies were shaking on the rack, as if they would fall down at any time.

Prince Jing stood there quietly, looking at the prisoners with cold eyes. There was no mercy in his eyes, only indifference and ruthlessness. His voice was low and calm: "You should thank me for saving your lives."