Seeing everyone looking at him, Priest Wu sat steadily on the head of the bed and suddenly grinned. He inserted his black fingers into his greasy hair and he scratched back and forth. He said, "The Master, I tell you the truth. I have not drunk or eaten anything until this moment. I was tossed up to vomit blood by your fake death medicine before and talked a lot just now. I'm already exhausted. The front chest is attached to the back. Can you go give me something to eat?"

"OK."

Leng Qingtang turned his eyes without warmth ordered guards,

"Go and bring some wine and food."

"Ah, wait!"

Priest Wu waved his hand to stop the guards,

"I don't want the wine. I was almost killed by poisoned wine, and I dare not be greedy anymore. How about..."

The ending sound stretched, and he flashed his cunning fox eyes to Gu Yunxi.

She stood beside the Master, and immediately tightened her body when she saw it. She was vigilant.

"What do you want? Don't play tricks!"

Gu Yunxi's eyes widened, and she whispered at the sloppy person on the bed.

Wu Daoshi laughed brazenly, and his two fingers were raised up, making a "very small" gesture,

"I have such a small request. I only need to trouble Madam Mu for a while and cook a few delicious dishes for me..."

"How dare you!"

Without waiting for Gu Yunxi to speak, Leng Qingtang became angry and his eyes were sharp.

How did he tolerate that his beloved girl cooked for a prisoner?

Behind him, the two guards noticed that there was a cold murderous aura bursting out of the Master's body. Leng Qingtang immediately frowned, flung his arms out, and strode towards the bed. His eyes were scarlet.

Priest Wu knew that he had caused trouble. With a "hiccup" in his throat, he put his head into the quilt with his hands and said in a trembled voice, "When I was on duty in the Palace, I heard that Madam Mu's cooking skills were the best. Now I am dictating this important information. Isn't it too much to ask for a meal? If I'm able to eat what Madam Mu cooked, even if I died in the future, I would feel no regrets."

"It was simply vexatious!"

Leng Qingtang narrowed his eyes and waved his sleeves vigorously.

Gu Yunxi raised her hand to stop, "Master, why are you angry with him? Isn't it just a meal? It doesn't take too much time... Hey, Wu Yong, you have to fulfill your promises. When you drink and eat, you have to be honest about the following."

Gu Yunxi was extremely calm at this time and her emotions were far less filled with righteous indignation than others. If only one meal could gain the confession that Master wanted, she was willing to have a try.

If she was only played around by this priest, and then the Master would not spare him lightly.

Wu Yong withdrew his head from the bedding, with his messy, sticky hair stroking his dirty hands. He kept nodding to Gu Yunxi and his brows were flattering and expectant.

"OK, Wu Yong. Wait for me!"

Gu Yunxi spoke and strode out of the wing-room.

Half an hour later, she turned back from the kitchen. Behind her were Qinger and a guard, who were holding trays. When they entered the room, they filled the table with fragrant and hot meals. Even Shi Lei, who was recording, had to remove the pen, ink, and paper to the western corner of the case to make room for Priest Wu who was so nasty.

Leng Qingtang quietly scanned the cups and saucers on the table without saying a word.

As soon as Qinger and the guard left, Priest Wu immediately became energetic, turned over and jumped out of the bed. He even forgot to wear shoes and stepped on the socks, rushing to the front of the wooden table. He swallowed saliva in front of a table of food with shiny eyes.

There was delicious golden fried chicken, green longevity vegetables with shiitake mushrooms, red and white with spicy hairy tofu, white powdered wings and grilled clams.

There was also pork tripe, water-sweet meat, catfish, minced pork, simmered eggplant and egg, and a sea of sour shrimp soup.

Priest Wu was dizzy with his eyes, sitting on the chair and shaking his cheeks. He licked his teeth and ate the dishes. His face was expressive while eating. He was extremely focused and serious.

Finally satiated with wine and food, Priest Wu patted his round belly with his oiled hands, feeling a little breathless.

"Oh, I'm full..."

He smacked his lips and sighed dispiritedly,

"To say that I have led the disciples of Yuqing Temple through the north and south over the years, and have tasted a lot of delicacies. The rumors are true. Compared with the famous Minghe Tower and Youbin Pavilion, the cooking skill of Madam Mu is more impressive!"

"Don't be so glib and go on with what you know when you're full!"

Seeing him raising his glossy thumb, Gu Yunxi felt her cheeks warmed. She was a little embarrassed and pressed down her cheeks and groaned orders.

Priest Wu cleaned his face with the handkerchief in his hand. He controlled his facial expression, turned his sly eyes to Leng Qingtang, and asked again,

"The next matter is of great importance. If I say it, Master, you must keep your promise. You can never take me to His Majesty, let alone killing me!"

Leng Qingtang’s exquisite lips twitched slightly, and his faintly gleaming gaze flicked across the table full of mess. He turned to look at Wu Yong, faintly ethereal and rootless, making people unable to discern emotions,

"Don't worry. I keep my promises. Is it difficult to keep you in the Eastern Depot for recuperation?"

Priest Wu's hesitating and chaotic heart finally had reassurance. After a full hiccup, he greedily took the sea pot, and reluctantly swallowed another bite of the sour soup, and it was really impossible for him to eat more.

Wiping his mouth, Priest Wu said,

"The remaining nearly five million two half was used to mine gold in the border area of Xi Yi, and another half... is gathered in southern Jiang and Guangxi!"

At this point, Priest Wu paused again, with his eyes trembling lightly.

Leng Qingtang found a key issue and kept following up,

"Where is it used?"

“…”

Priest Wu deliberately dodged and instinctively avoided meeting with Leng Qingtang's sharp eyes.

"Tell me quickly!"

Gu Yunxi impatiently stepped up the two-finger skill, and moved in front of the priest's eyes.

"I say, I say. Wan Li has a private army in Southern Jiang. Nearly three million taels were used to pay the army's salary and purchase artillery weapons for the barbarians."

All the people were shocked, and the air was like ice freezing the whole body, making people feel heavy and suffocated to breathe. At the same time, the whole body was also bitterly cold.

Nearly three million taels. What an astonishing number of secret troops could be organized!

Wan Zong, Lord Shen, had military power and his son Wan Li hid private artillery in Southern Jiang. If he rebelled, he was bound to be invincible.

Gu Yunxi eagerly asked, "Where does that troop gather and how many people are there?"

Priest Wu looked distressed, and said timidly,

"I'm only responsible for the turnover of money and the upper hand in the business field may not be an expert with soldiers, so I only know a little. Only the Wan family knows the details."

Probably noticing the quiet and weird atmosphere, Priest Wu had no grandeur at all. His head drooped and whispered,

"In the past three years, the dividends from the artillery trade between Wan Li and Moyi and Mala were also deposited by the barbarians in their country's banks. Now there are a lot..."

After a while, Leng Qingtang stood up and said quietly,

"Okay, that's it for today. Wu Yong, your good days are yet to come. Enjoy it."

The voice did not fall, and the man pushed the door to the yard.

The unexpected situation made Gu Yunxi uneasy, and she hurriedly followed out.

Chasing all the way to Southern Residence, she saw the Master standing under the dark night. He was raising his eyes to the starry night sky. The calmness of the facial features that looked like a picture, under the bleak moonlight, became more and more desolate and lonely.

"Master..."

Gu Yunxi called out softly, and slowly moved her steps to rub behind him.

"Those are insects of a country—"

Leng Qingtang suddenly raised his phoenix eyes, and a scorching flame burst out of his gloomy eyes. He roared,

"Those people control the exorbitant taxation of the ordinary people in foreign trade, and accumulate money internally, causing the national treasury to lose money. Last year, the Yingtian River dredged the silt and built a bridge across the river, and The Ministry of Works stripped one million taels of silver for the two projects. Those wicked people also shoddy the earth and rocks, causing the bridge to collapse during the continuous rainy season, killing and wounding countless people.

The imperial court is still struggling with unreduced taxes every year, and the soldiers on the frontiers lack food in the cold winter. They have to follow the nomadic people to learn to dig out the wild roots to satisfy their hunger. Look at them... how dare they…"

As Leng Qingtang spoke more quickly and became angrier, his right palm suddenly lifted, aiming at the dead tree five meters away and he slashed.

"Ka!"

Leng Qingtang's palms were like blades of wind, and he split the thick trunk of the bowl with the bare tree crown on the ground, dust flying all around.

Gu Yunxi stared silently, and when she noticed the many clearly raised blue veins on both sides of the extremely angry Master's forehead, her heart suddenly hurt.

The territory of Da Yi was vast, and on the outside, it looked like a beautiful and poisonous scene, but inside it was full of rotten water, like a rotten apple but showing its redness on the surface.

Anyone who wanted to make up for this corrupt situation was also powerless.

But it was this handsome man who cared about the worries of the world and the people. He was quite heartbroken, which moved Gu Yunxi.

She didn't know what to say to make him relieve the anger in his chest, so she had to quietly put her little hands together to accompany him and saw him giving full vent to his anger and going back to what he was.

Slowly, Leng Qingtang noticed the frowning girl under the light. He quickly approached her, held her shoulders with big hands, and whispered softly,

"Sorry, I just lost my mind and scared you."

Gu Yunxi shook her head, leaned in and buried herself in the arms of the Master with a clear voice,

"Everything has its own destiny. Now the witness is in the Eastern Depot. The overthrow of the Wans is just around the corner. Master, you do not have to worry too much."

Leng Qingtang sighed lightly, with his chin resting on the girl's head,

"The previous plan of the Eastern Depot was true as such. I thought that as long as Wu Yong was caught, the scattered pieces of evidence collected before would be threaded throughout the case. Concubine Yu's pregnancy was a God-given and powerful help, which made Priest Wu finally betray and used by the Eastern Depot.

I just heard what he said and now he rashly offered a plan to deal with Wan Li, I was afraid that the private soldiers in Southern Jiang would wait for the opportunity to move. The most urgent task at the moment is to find out the location of the group, the number and the scale of strength. "

Gu Yunxi came out of the Master's arms, frowned and muttered to herself,

"The difficulty at the moment is that the Eastern Depot has nothing to do with the border of Southern Jiang."

Leng Qingtang echoed,

"The terrain of Guangxi is remote, with many Dong and Yaoman villages. Therefore, the strength of the Eastern Depot is not enough. The nearest stronghold is also on the border of Yunnan."

Gu Yunxi pondered for a while. Her brows were delighted, and she clapped hands,

"Yes, tomorrow I will go to the Palace to see Jieyu Sun. She is the daughter of Sun Min, Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi. Why not let her write a letter to Master Sun quickly. He and the Eastern Depot in Yunnan will jointly investigate Wan Li's private soldier."

Leng Qingtang thought for a while. His eyes were bright, and he nodded with a smile,

"It's so good. The Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi is involved in Guangxi affairs and knows the local folk customs best. Only he assists in the investigation will my fellows get twice the result with half the effort, but..."

The clear complexion of the Master was dull. Gu Yunxi was conscious and hurriedly explained,

"Jieyu Sun can be trusted. She was suppressed by Wan Yuyao when she entered the Palace last year and was almost killed in the Palace. After that, I was ordered by Concubine Xu to lead her into the trick, so that she would finally be favored.

She talked with me privately that she hated bitterly the Wans. This time I ask her for help and I think she will not refuse. "

Leng Qingtang constricted his expression and agreed,

"Tomorrow you will enter the Palace for the time being. You don't need to conceal from Concubine Sun, but just tell the truth. Don't take too much time. I will ask High Priest to come forward, and use the auspicious hour as an excuse to postpone the period of presenting the map."

"Master, you can rest assured. I know what to do."

With feather eyelashes shaking, Gu Yunxi changed her words,

"Master, you and High Priest rescued me and Brother Lu from the Swift Tower that day. Do you know where Brother Lu went?"

Leng Qingtang was startled when he was asked. His deep eyes flickered slightly and he said with a serious expression,

"At that time, because he wanted to seize the map, I knocked him and his men down in the woods. Later, I don't know his whereabouts."

"Ah?"

Gu Yunxi was totally shocked and her small face wrinkled, which was not very attractive now. Her lips curled up and she started to chatter and complain,

"You, how can you be like this? Even if Brother Lu likes me, whether I am Gu Yunxi or Tu Muxue, I have received his life-saving grace so many times. You shouldn't treat him like this!"

Leng Qingtang remained silent for a while. His eyes were uniquely complicated, and locked on Gu Yunxi's unpleasant and anxious face. For a moment he was silent, and his dark and boundless eyes seemed like a bottomless pool, enough to be breathtaking.

She complained again. Unable to get the Master's response, Gu Yunxi suddenly lost her confidence. She bowed her head with resentment and stopped speaking.

In the ears, the man’s low voice was utterly despondent, with a bit of resentment,

"You always mention him. I dislike these words!"