The fatal trump card for controlling the surveillance commissioner, Zhao Wuxu's vicious plan

Gu Moran in her ear.

"Investigate an old case for me."

His voice lowered, "Six years ago, on the Lantern Festival in Yi Prefecture, a two-year-old boy went missing from the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner's office. They must have searched for a long time, but they couldn't find him."

I want to know who did this back then, and which places they searched.

Liu Ruyan's eyes slowly widened.

She was extremely clever. When Gu Moran was halfway through her sentence, her gaze flickered to the child eating chicken by the window before she immediately looked away.

"I understand." She paused. "Should we ask the people in the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner's office?"

"Don't ask yet," Gu Moran said. "Don't touch anyone in the manor. The old files of the prefectural government, the vendors who used to set up stalls under the lantern tower, and the constables who arrested human traffickers back then. Go along these three lines one by one, and be careful."

"Good."

Liu Ruyan walked out, but turned back when she reached the curtain.

"Your Highness."

"Um?"

"If this succeeds..." she said softly, "Would the lady of the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner's office be grateful or suspicious?"

Gu Moran did not answer.

The two walked out together.

Yun Shuyue stood by the window, looking completely bewildered.

"Your Highness, did you go off to whisper to each other?"

"They're talking about the accounts."

"Why are you looking at Tiedan when talking about the bill? Is it because he's playing PUBG? Is it expensive?"

"It's not expensive, and if he likes it, he can have it every day." Gu Moran naturally continued the conversation.

"He'll need another two years of this to grow big. From now on, have the kitchen give him an extra portion of meat every day."

Yun Shuyue was immediately delighted.

"Real?"

"Real."

Yun Shuyue's eyes lit up for a moment, then she suddenly became alert. "Your Highness, why are you being so agreeable today?"

"I have always been generous."

Gu Moran looked at her.

This girl cared for a village of elderly and weak people on the mountain for three years. She didn't have enough to eat herself, but she still left food and medicine for strangers who were sick. Her eyes were bright and clear.

She still doesn't know that the skinny kitten she carried back from the ditch three years ago was her younger brother.

We can't tell her until the matter is fully investigated.

He has seen far too many people use bloodlines and family feuds to create stories.

The phrase "A legitimate daughter can never compare to a half-brother" was uttered.

The kindness of raising her for three years might easily turn into, "This child was probably lost by this legitimate daughter in her quest for favor."

That won't do.

Gu Moran his hand to call for someone.

" Uncle Fu."

Uncle Fu came in from outside the door.

"Please ask Madam Lin to come here."

Although Lin Qingdai was almost falling apart, she still arrived very quickly.

She knew that the prince must have something important to discuss with her if he suddenly called her.

As soon as she entered, she scanned the room and her gaze lingered on Gu Moran's face.

"What happened?"

Gu Moran tilted his head towards the window.

"From today onwards, this child will have a few more people around him."

Lin Qingdai glanced at Tiedan, " Tiedan?"

"Mmm." Gu Moran's voice was flat.

Xiaoyue said, "This child doesn't study hard."

"The two followed along the road from the school to the Prince's mansion, one in the open and one in the shadows."

An extra patrol will be added to the outer wall of the east wing at night to prevent him from running around.

Lin Qingdai frowned.

"Should we send Xue Huan?"

"Okay." Gu Moran thought for a moment, "Tell him that someone is eyeing the children of the Prince's mansion, to prevent kidnapping."

"Good."

Lin Qingdai nodded and went out.

Yun Shuyue, standing to one side, was even more confused and tugged at Gu Moran's sleeve.

"Your Highness, who wants to kidnap Tiedan? He's so dirty, why would they kidnap him?"

"Maybe some people just like dirty things."

"..."

Yun Shuyue looked at Tiedan, then at Gu Moran, feeling that something was missing from those two sentences, but she couldn't figure out where that missing part was.

I had no choice but to pick up Tiedan and pat him on the back a couple of times to knock off the crumbs.

"Let's go, let's go. Remember to apologize to the teacher at school tomorrow."

"I don't acknowledge it."

"If you don't admit it, I won't let you eat meat anymore."

Tiedan remained silent for a while.

"... I admit my mistake."

Yun Shuyue carried him out, but when they reached the door, she turned back to look at Gu Moran, her snowman hat askew on her head.

Once the curtain fell, the warm chamber fell silent.

Su Yao stood up from behind the desk, walked to the bed, and placed the account book on the small table.

"Your Highness."

"Um."

"The score for the lantern market is settled." Su Yao raised her eyes.

"But my husband, you're acting strange today." She pushed the ledger forward half an inch.

Gu Moran felt there was no need to hide it from her, so he told her the whole story.

Su Yao was taken aback.

How do you know all this? Who told you?

Gu Moran smiled.

"Guess?"

"However you know, it's a good thing."

Lord Yun has eighteen checkpoints in his possession, as well as inspection documents for Jiannan Circuit.

"I had already calculated that it would take another year to get all of these things."

She paused for a moment.

"Looks like it won't even take a year."

Gu Moran smiled.

" Yao'er."

"The prince said."

" Lord Yun isn't an accountant," Gu Moran said, closing the ledger. "He's just a pitiful man who lost his child."

Su Yao stood there, staring at him for a long time, before putting the account book back into her arms.

"I understand," she said. "Then I'll go and investigate something else."

What are you investigating?

"Investigate Cypress Village." Su Yao turned around. "Whether any caravans passed through that area, which routes they took, and which inns they stopped at. I will find out."

She went outside.

Gu Moran was the only one left in the warm room.

The fire in the charcoal brazier was burning just right, and the cotton paper on the window shone with a white light.

There were a few bones and a small puddle of sauce left on the empty plate on the table.

Gu Moran leaned back on the soft couch and closed her eyes for a while.

I recall Zhao Wuxu's face.

That guy found a godmother in the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner's mansion, and he massaged Lady Wang's shoulders every day, calling her "son" softer than a biological mother.

If he ever finds out where Lady Wang's real son is, Tiedan might not be safe.

Gu Moran opened her eyes and looked out the window at the sky.

Then I thought of Ye Qingyun, Chu Tianxing... those Son of Destiny.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

Son of Destiny, there can be impurities.

The rear courtyard of the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner's residence.

Zhao Wuxu changed into a gray robe, wrapped his hair in an old cloth, and went out through the side door before it got completely dark.

He had two pieces of dry rations and a small packet of silver tucked in his sleeve, which he intended to give to Pu Yunshan.

The young master of Mount Qingcheng is currently picking night soil in the south of the city; he's holding back his anger.

Zhao Wuxu originally only wanted to appease them and explain the rules of South Market clearly, so as not to lose this connection in his hands.

He doesn't think that way anymore.

He walked close to the wall, silently calculating as he went.

Pu Yunshan wants to investigate the former subordinates of the Liu Clan, investigate Prince Yi, and get close to Xie Wanqing.

These are all easy to handle.

He used to always give way to the son of his benefactor, but now he has some information that Pu Yunshan doesn't know.

The Imperial Inspector's own son was being raised in Prince Yi's Residence.

Zhao Wuxu walked faster and faster.

He wondered, if he were to convey these words to Pu Yunshan, what would Pu Yunshan do?

What would Yun Zhengze Yun Zhengze if they tried to get him to overhear this from somewhere else?

A father who lost his son six years ago, upon learning that his own son was being raised as a servant in the Prince Yi's Residence, would not feel gratitude as his first thought.

He'll feel sorry for him and angry!

All I need to do is fan the flames from the sidelines and steer the matter of losing my son toward the old man from the Prince's mansion.

Hahaha!

Gu Moran, you ruined my plans, you're dead!

Zhao Wuxu walked to the alley entrance and smelled that familiar scent.

The lights in the backyard of public toilet number 12 were still on.

He pulled the cloth down to cover half his face and groped his way along the base of the wall.

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