Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1279
As soon as Yang Zhaotian heard Wen Rong come to ask for the governor's order, he stiffly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and his heart began to beat crazily.

"Master Chitose, the governor's order has always been kept by Junchi, and I have never seen it. Now that Junchi has passed away, I don't know where he is."

Wen Rong is very beautiful, even if he is angry, people can't take their eyes away. What's more, there is a slight smile on his lips now, and his rouged eyes are a little blurred by this.

Yang Zhaotian was in a daze, his head falling deeper and deeper, "Everything I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to search the house!"

"Mr. Yang, do you think that with the queen's support, I won't do anything to you?"

Wen Rong's voice was light and no emotion could be heard. Yang Zhaotian couldn't figure out what he was thinking and didn't dare to answer easily.

He thought carefully before saying with great caution: "Master Qiansui, it's Chinese New Year and the Yang family is organizing funerals. How dare I lie to you?"

He choked up as he spoke, "Xiaguan only has one child, Junchi, and now he's gone like this. A man with white hair is sending a man with black hair. How can I make Xiaguan live?"

He cried loudly, and Wen Rong's cold reminder hit his heart, "Since Mr. Yang knows that there is a funeral in the house, he must cooperate with me. After all, there is only one coffin in the house now, which cannot hold too many people. "

Yang Zhaotian was shocked, "Master Qiansui, what do you mean by this..."

"Snapped!"

Huayi casually threw down a book, and on the flipped pages, there were written a few small and medium-sized receipts and payments. Seeing this, there was a look of fear in his eyes.

"This is?"

Wen Rong smiled, "Ledger."

Upon hearing the account book, Yang Zhaotian began to feel guilty.

He has always known Wen Rong's methods.

He had embezzled a lot, but he was extremely careful. When Yang Junchi became the governor of Dongchang, he took the opportunity to destroy most of the evidence, which Wen Rong would never have found.

Yang Zhaotian smiled dryly and said: "Xiaguan is just a small official, and his salary is only a small amount on weekdays..."

"Who said this is the Yang family's account book?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhaotian breathed a sigh of relief and became more confident, "Master Qiantose, what are you doing with a ledger? Do you want to frame your subordinates?" "That's right."

Yang Zhaotian looked at the gentle smiling face, his heart turned cold, "What do you mean?"

Wen Rong smiled and said, "I don't want my things anymore, and no one else can touch them."

Yang Zhaotian couldn't laugh anymore, "Qiansui Lord, what you said is right. Even if Junchi robbed you of the position of governor of Dongchang, it was approved by His Majesty. Now that he has passed away, is it possible that you still have to whip the corpse? Governor? Your Majesty, I really don’t know, maybe your Majesty sent someone to take it away a long time ago.”

Wen Rong obviously didn't have much patience left. He said indifferently: "You civil servants have always been very particular about using your mouth. It's a pity that I am a rough man and only use my hands."

Yang Zhaotian secretly thought, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Yang Zhaotian was forced to panic and roared angrily. Huayi's sword immediately fell on his neck, "How reckless!"

The sword has no eyes, and Huayi's attack is so fierce that Yang Zhaotian's neck bleeds immediately. He screams, "The sky is blue and the sun is shining, at the emperor's feet, Wen Rong, don't force me!"

Wen Rong snorted, "I take back what belongs to me. Even if His Majesty is here, I won't say a word no."

He stood up slowly and left a message, "Huayi, whatever Yang Junchi brought back, take it back in good condition."

Yang Zhaotian was so angry that he was shaking all over, "Wen Rong, don't think that because you have ignored His Majesty for a few days, I am afraid of you! If you dare to touch Yang Mansion today, we will see you in the main hall tomorrow!"

Huayi appeared behind him like a ghost and said coldly: "Master Yang, you have no chance."

Yang Zhaotian's pupils suddenly shrank.

Yang Qicheng's face heated up, and he watched in disbelief as Yang Zhaotian's head turned away and he fell in front of him.

dead……

died……

(End of this chapter)