Yao Chong nodded slightly and complained that Chen Buyi was wrongly accused. Someone found that a batch of high-quality salt was shipped from the warehouse by Hutchison's name, and the amount of salt that Shen Buyi was checked was correct.

Finally, Yao Chong pointed out the relationship between Duke Zhao and Qin Fang.

In order to keep the backup, Yao Chong did not tell the story of Shen Buyi Lao Ma knowing the way.

When Changsun Ji heard Yao Chong suspected him, he became a little anxious. He glared slightly, turned his face, and sternly said to the guard waiting beside him: "Go to the front yard and call me the letter."

The guard agreed and bowed and went out.

The skill was not great, Changsun Xin arrived in a hurry.

Obviously, the young master did not know Yao Chong, so he stood aside after saluting his father.

No more words.

Changsun Ji looked at him, looked at Yao Chong, and then asked, "Xin'er, what have you been busy with these days?"

Changsun Xin was stunned at first, then bowed and bowed, clasped his fists and said, "Reply to my father, my son reads scriptures every day, learns literature and practices martial arts, and never goes out."

It was obvious that Changsun Ji was quite satisfied with this answer. He deliberately looked dark, "Xin'er, what you said is the truth?"

Changsun Xin looked at Yao Chong with a slanted eyes, then turned his face, looked at his father very seriously, clasped his fists and said, "What the child said is absolutely true. If you don't believe it, you can go and investigate."

Seeing that he said so decisively, Yao Chong was a little suspicious, but he did not say it out loud. Changsun Ji's character, civil and military ministers in the court, was all familiar with him.

Although Changsun Xin didn't know much about this, the so-called hero and hero must not be much worse.

And there, after hearing what his son said, Changsun Ji nodded slightly. He raised his hand and signaled Changsun Xin not to say anything more.

"Prime Minister Yao, have you heard my son's words?"

Yao Chong nodded.

"Yao can hear it clearly."

After saying that, he stood up and bowed slightly.

"Since this happens, I, Yao Chong, have been rash and offended. I would like to ask Duke Zhao to forgive me."

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After walking out of the Duke of Zhao's mansion, Yao Chong smiled bitterly and said to Bai Xiu beside him: "Bai Xiu, what do you think about this?"

Bai Xiu smiled slightly: "This matter is very simple, and someone must be lying."

Yao Chong nodded.

"What I'm talking about is that, please pay more attention to Duke Zhao's mansion, please pay attention to Duke Zhao's mansion."

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Princess Zhaoqing had been in Tai Chi Palace Panheng until the sun set west, and then slowly returned to the Langya King Camp outside the city.

As the saying goes, husband and wife follow each other. Since Kang Te started to live in the military camp, there is no need for him to stay in the harem.

Seeing her come back, Conte came up with her a little attentively and first reached out to take over the child.

"My dear concubine, can my son be considered obedient today?"

Princess Zhaoqing nodded, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is very well-behaved. Today, I haven't cried naughtyly."

Conte smiled and nodded slightly.

Then he handed the child's cradle to Zhaoqing's personal maid.

"You go back first, I have something to say to the queen."

Zhaoqing couldn't help but be slightly stunned. What could be so mysterious?

When there was no one around, Conte's expression became much colder, "My dear concubine, I won't hide it from you anymore."

Look at this."

Speaking of this, Conte handed over the report he received in the morning.
Chapter completed!