After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

late at night.

Heavy cold dew.

Beside the official road at Ten Miles Slope, the tents of Li Chenan and his party had already been set up, and the lights in the tents were turned on.

Standing on the official road and looking out, there is a row of brilliance.

It's very beautiful, but no one dares to approach it.

Because everyone knows that it is the regent's guard of honor!

Perhaps because the regent was not very particular, Kyoto did not send any imperial guards to Shilipo to greet him.

In the eyes of the people of Kyoto, this is what makes the regent different.

He is a pragmatic person and has always acted in an extremely low-key manner.

But in the eyes of some people, they smell something different.

Duke Luo's Mansion.

back yard.

study.

Duke Luo stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the thick fog rising under the light outside the window.

He didn't know where the fog came from, but in his sight, the light of the lantern hanging on the plum tree not far from the window gradually became blurred.

I don’t know how long it took, but it must have been a short time, and the lantern was no longer visible.

The plum tree is also gone.

There was just a blush, a little weird, a little mysterious.

Behind him stood three men at the tea table.

They were as motionless as statues.

They had been standing like this for a long time.

The fire in the tea stove has gone out.

The water in the teapot has become cold.

The tea cup was clean, but the pot of tea had not been brewed.

The atmosphere in the entire study was as cold and heavy as the fog outside the window.

at last,

Duke Luo stretched out his hands and closed the window.

He slowly turned around, looked at his eldest son Luo Ye, then at his sixth grandson Luo Sheng, and finally his eyes fell on the face of an old man half a step behind them.

"Old Liang,"

"Homeowner!"

Duke Luo took a step forward and suddenly felt his legs were a little stiff, causing him to sway.

Like fallen leaves swaying in the autumn wind.

He quickly put his hand on the wall.

Sixth Young Master Luo Sheng hurriedly stepped forward to help his grandfather, but Old Duke Luo waved his hand.

"old,"

"Standing for too long, this bloodline is a little uncomfortable..."

He bent down and beat his legs, then straightened up again for a moment, with a smile on his face:

"Old Liang, I think back then, although we never fought on the battlefield, we traveled all over Ningguo to explore the salt fields..."

Duke Luo walked towards the tea table, sat in front of it, turned to look at Luo Sheng, "Old Liu, make tea."

"……it is good!"

"You all come here and sit down."

Luo Ye and Lao Liang also sat at the tea table, their eyes still full of worry.

"A hero does not mention his bravery in the past, but time will never forgive him."

Duke Luo laughed at himself and shook his head. His eyes fell on Luo Ye's face, and his eyebrows suddenly frowned:

"Don't act like you're mourning your concubine!"

"Isn't it just that you smuggled some private salt on Beimo Road?"

"All the salt fields of our Luo family in Shuzhou were given to him, Li Chenan! So many salt fields that our Luo family has worked hard to manage for so many years have also been handed over to the imperial court."

"The expenses of the Duke's Mansion are huge."

"This is a salt farm for the country, and I paid so much money to the Ministry of Household Affairs... That money originally belonged to our government!"

"The regent can't just watch thousands of people in the Duke's palace starve to death, right?"

"The regent will be back in two or three days. What happened in Bei Mo Road... I will go to the palace to apologize then."

"Let's spend money to eliminate disaster."

"He is about to ascend the throne and become emperor. It is when he needs money. Give him all the money in the family. He will definitely live a poorer life in the future, but it is better than killing everyone."

After a pause, Old Duke Luo looked at Luo Ye again and asked:

"Now tell me the truth, how much salt is smuggled on Beimo Road?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Ye stood up in a hurry, took two steps back, and knelt on the ground with a thud.

It didn't matter that he knelt down, but it frightened Old Duke Luo and made him tremble suddenly.

"Back to my father... It was because the child saw that life in the family was getting more and more difficult that he made his own decisions... The child was unwilling to accept it!"

Duke Luo stared at Luo Ye.

Old Liang lowered his head slightly, but saw Old Duke Luo's trembling hands.

"You're not willing to give in?!"

"Do you think I am willing to accept it?"

"But this is the general trend!"

"As the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion and the future owner of the Duke's Mansion, could it be that you still can't see the direction of this trend?!"

"Tell me!" "How much salt is smuggled in Bei Mo Road?"

Luo Ye is forty years old.

As the future Duke Luo, the salt farm run by the Duke's Mansion had been handed over to him ten years ago.

Mr. Luo had never asked about it, because his son had managed the salt farms very well in the past ten years.

It's just that he never expected that this time his son would commit a crime and collude with the official circles of Beimo Road and those in the world to do such a despicable thing as selling private salt!

Li Chenan went to Beimo Road and he already knew about this.

Although the Duke Luo's Mansion was not exposed behind the scenes, Old Duke Luo knew that as long as Li Chenan investigated, sooner or later the Duke Luo's Mansion would be found.

Because he knows how powerful the Imperial City Division is.

In the sight of his father's sword-like gaze, Luo Ye raised his head.

He looked at Old Duke Luo, and his words became calmer:

"Father, when the Ning Kingdom was founded, the founding emperor made me, Luo Mansion, the Duke of the country. It is hereditary and will not be replaced!"

"This is the ancestral method!"

"He Li Chenan is just a regent, but he has banned the Duke's Mansion!"

"This means that our Duke Luo's Mansion no longer exists!"

"This means that the children of the Luo family will become poor people in the future!"

Luo Ye's voice gradually became excited again:

"He, Li Chenan, is a fool in Guangling City, but he is just..."

"Shut up!"

Old Duke Luo interrupted Luo Ye's words with a loud roar.

He slapped his hand on the tea table and suddenly stood up, glaring angrily and yelling:

"Evil son!"

"You know shit!"

"You want to kill everyone in Luo Mansion!"

"I ask you, what exactly have you done?"

Luo Ye suddenly smiled, stood up from the ground, and patted the dust on his knees.

"Okay, father, I sold a lot of salt to the desert country through the North Desert Road."

"As for the jin liang, we need to check the account books, but the money I earned for the Duke's government is roughly 60 million taels!"

"In just one year, I made 60 million taels! Pure profit!"

"This money is so profitable..."

Before he finished speaking, Old Duke Luo took a step forward and slapped Luo Ye on the face with a "Pa!"

His whole body was shaking with excitement.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Ye tremblingly:

"You, you evil son!"

"You are siding with the enemy!"

"Do you think the Imperial City Secretary is blind?"

"Do you think the hidden guard is just a decoration?"

"Do you really think Li Chenan is a fool?"

"You idiot, you are the biggest fool in the world!"

"You are putting Luo Mansion into a situation that is beyond redemption!"

"Where is the money? I will give you two days to send it all to Kyoto!"

Luo Ye covered his face with one hand and laughed crazily:

"Hahahahaha...!"

"silver?"

"Two days?"

"Dad, let alone two days, I won't be able to send him back even in two months!"

"All that money was spent!"

"...Where are the flowers?"

Luo Ye's smile suddenly faded, and his eyes were colder than the fog outside the window:

"You have been Duke Luo all your life, but I haven't been a child for a day!"

"My child also wants to be the Duke of the country, and I also want to be able to inherit the Duke's palace hereditary!"

"So...all the money was sent to Dongli Island!"

Luo Guogong's eyes suddenly darkened and he closed his eyes. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained away at this moment.

He reached out his hand, trying to grab something.

He grabbed a sword!

A sword passed through his abdomen!

"Master, I'm sorry."

"When you are old, the young master will give you a good burial!"

Old Duke Luo opened his eyes.

He slowly turned his head, but did not look at Lao Liang.

He was looking out the window.

There is a strong autumn mood outside the window.

The fog is heavy. (End of chapter)