Your Majesty, the princess ran away again!

Chapter 217 Jiangyan Tower

Song Qingyan didn't know until he saw it. He was really shocked. He knew what his father had done over the years, but he didn't expect it to be so wide-ranging and deep-rooted. Not only did he collect money, but he also murdered people. "Princess..."

"You don't have to tell me. Since I'm using you, it proves that I trust you. Besides, I won't investigate. Do you think Jun Zhuoyuan is dead?" Mu Nanyan said shockingly.

Although Song Qingyan didn't like the God of War very much, she still had some manners. This princess actually... It's not good to do this in public. Then she saw Jun Zhuoyuan smilingly turning the page for Mu Nanyan. He must have been overthinking it. It's not surprising that a person with the princess's personality could train the God of War into this state.

Mu Nanyan followed the tidying up for a long time and couldn't sit still anymore. She didn't come here to deal with these troublesome matters. Since there was a city lord, why didn't she keep him for the New Year?

As early as yesterday, Mu Nanyan had chosen the location for the hospital branch, but it still needed further discussion. She needed to buy three shops and renovate them. She couldn't look after these things herself, so she had to dispatch people from Kyoto. Wanxi was impossible, as she would not feel at ease without Kyoto. Otherwise, she could send Muye, after all, a man was more reliable than others.

After the construction period of this area is completed, we will transfer staff from Kyoto Hospital to take turns to see patients here, which will help alleviate the current craze in Kyoto.

"Miss, you have inquired about these shops. Because of their good locations, these shops are doing very good business and are unwilling to sell." Wushuang compiled the information of several shops on a piece of paper and handed it to Mu Nanyan.

"Yuan Si, go back to the City Lord's Mansion and ask Song Qingyan to investigate these three people." To open a shop in a place like this, he must have a close relationship with the previous City Lord. How could his background be clean? If the trick is found out, the shop will naturally belong to her.

Jun Zhuoyuan did not follow Mu Nanyan on this trip. Yuan Yi followed him to the gate of Jiangcheng. There were a few guards dozing off. The people next to them saw it and reminded them in a low voice, but they were scolded afterwards.

"Tell me who you belong to." Jun Zhuoyuan pulled out the dagger and admired it slowly.

The guards knelt down when they saw everyone, "Greetings to His Majesty Prince Li."

Didn't they say that Prince Li was following the princess? The spy said that the princess was on Main Street. This Prince Li...

Yuan Yi drew his sword and said, "Answer!"

"Of course, I am your Highness's man." After he finished speaking, the man fell to the ground.

Yuan Yi raised his bloody sword and pointed it at the man in the middle of the ground. "Go on."

"The smaller one belongs to the princess." Then another head fell to the ground.

The people behind him were so scared that they didn't dare to respond.

Jun Zhuoyuan put down the dagger, "Why don't you say anything? That means..."

"Your Highness! I am your Majesty's man." The soldier in the middle had a proud look on his face. He could not be wrong in saying this. The whole world belonged to your Majesty, so he was naturally your Majesty's man.

"Wrong answer, Yuanyi." Jun Zhuoyuan looked regretful. It seemed that Jiangcheng had been corroded beyond recognition. These soldiers guarding the gate were so lazy and divided into factions. When they met the powerful, they only knew how to flatter them. They had no backbone at all.

"I am a man of the people." One of the soldiers who looked the youngest raised his head and looked straight into Jun Zhuoyuan's eyes.

"Oh? Interesting. Tell me why you say that." Finally someone piqued his interest. The duty of a soldier is to defend his country, so he is naturally the people's servant.

"My mother said that if I become an official one day, I will always put the people first in everything I do, so as not to let everyone down."

Jun Zhuoyuan found it ridiculous. How could these people not see the truth that even a woman knew? "Where's your mother?"

The soldier replied: "My mother died at the hands of the previous city lord half a month ago."

"You stay, and the others will be sent back after their identities are verified." Jun Zhuoyuan put away the dagger.

Yuan Yi walked forward with his long sword in hand, "Please follow me, and it's better to be quick, so that the sword won't hurt you."

The person kneeling on the ground quickly stood up and crawled behind Yuan Yi.

Jun Zhuoyuan asked: "What's your name?"

"My name is Quan, and my surname is Zhao." Zhao Quan answered.

"Come with me to the City Lord's Mansion." Yuan Er stood in front of the carriage waiting for Jun Zhuoyuan, and lifted the curtain when he saw someone coming.

When the two arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, Song Qingyan was still sorting out files. That damn Song Jinyu left behind a bunch of troubles after his death. Damn it.

Jun Zhuoyuan knocked on the table. "City Lord Song has found an assistant for you. It depends on whether you dare to use him and how to use him. He said that the previous city lord killed his mother half a month ago. Does City Lord Song know about this?"

Song Qingyan nodded, "I know this. I was the one who collected the body afterwards and found someone to bury it in a good place."

A few years ago, when the mistress of the Song family was around, Song Jinyu didn't dare to play with women at home. He only dared to go to brothels to drink occasionally. There were few people in Jiangcheng who went to brothels, so if the whole family went there all the time, they would naturally be discovered.

After the mistress of the Song family left, Song Jinyu began to swagger around the streets. Anyone he liked would be sent to his bed at night. The women sent to him were all robbed by his men in the yard. He had robbed this man's mother in the same way half a month ago, but he didn't expect that after he had so much fun with her, he just gave her a straw mat and threw her into the back mountain.

Song Qingyan sent people to secretly find a place to bury him. Afterwards, Song Jinyu helped Zhao Quan enter the city gate guard camp in order to settle the matter.

"Thank you very much, Lord City Lord. Please tell me where my mother's tomb is." Zhao Quan knelt down and pleaded sincerely.

Song Qingyan put down the file and pulled him up, "Get up. Even if you don't want to tell me, I will find a way to tell you. I'm just too busy these two days and haven't found the time yet."

"Your Highness."

"I've already told you that I'm sending this person to you. I won't be involved in the subsequent matters. You can use this person however you want. Several people were killed at the city gate. City Lord Song, don't worry about it. I will deal with it myself. You guys chat, I have other things to do." Jun Zhuoyuan took the file and left.

Mu Nanyan was waiting in the teahouse. After waiting for a long time, she saw Jun Zhuoyuan at the street corner. "Here!" Mu Nanyan leaned out of the window and waved her hand.

Jun Zhuoyuan smiled knowingly and entered the teahouse.

"I've kept Yanyan waiting for so long."

"Where is my stuff? I forgot to bring it when I came out." Mu Nanyan stretched out her hand.

Jun Zhuoyuan put the file in her hand and said, "This records all the events of Jiangyan Tower. The previous owner was..."

"Song Qingyan."

"Yanyan is so smart. She answered it right at once." Jun Zhuoyuan touched her head.

"You..." Are you taking her for a fool? Isn't it obvious? He was wearing colorful clothes on the first day they met, and it was hard not to associate them with each other. Besides, Song Jinyu dared to go to the brothel, which proved that he had a close relationship with the brothel, and Song Qingyan was just his shield.

Jun Zhuoyuan continued, "The real owner of the brothel is from Beijing. We need to go back and investigate. There are several suspects, but we don't know what her relationship with the old lady is. Judging from their behaviors, they don't seem to be the same type of people."

"So you want money. When did father hear about Jiangcheng's affairs?" Mu Nanyue suddenly discovered that this person in the City Lord's Mansion was very unusual.

"The news said it was five years ago."

"What is the name of Song Jinyu's wife? Who is she to make him so afraid?" Six years ago, Mrs. Song should have passed away not long ago. It seems that this Mrs. Song is the key.

"Her name is Jin Rulan. Does Yanyan think she is the mastermind behind this?" According to information received from the capital, there is indeed a concubine named Jin in the palace, but this person seldom communicates with outsiders and has no children.

"Do you think that given the current situation in Jiangcheng, it will take at least ten years to do something like this?" According to the regulations issued today, there are still very few people talking on the streets, most of them are children. Some parents will subconsciously cover their children's mouths when they hear their children making noises.

Jun Zhuoyuan smiled slightly.

"Jun Zhuoyuan, have you thought of everything? You haven't arrested anyone yet because you want to catch the one behind the scenes." Mu Nanyan stretched out her hand and poked his chest.

Jun Zhuoyuan fell back under her force, "It's because Yanyan is too smart that I can't even get a word in."

"You are the only one who talks too much. You were not like this when I first met you. Even with your pants taken off, you still sounded very strong." Mu Nanyan really wanted to sew his mouth shut.

"Look, even my pants have been taken off. You have to be responsible for me and don't even think about running away." Jun Zhuoyuan pulled her into his arms and pinched her face.

"It depends on my mood." Mu Nanyan slapped his hand away.

"So how are you going to solve this matter? Are you going to arrest him or not? I'm already here. Wouldn't it be unreasonable not to arrest him?"

Jun Zhuoyuan rubbed her waist and said, "Don't worry, leave the matter in Kyoto to me. Let's wait and see what she wants to do without arresting her."