After coming out of the palace, Fan Zhi suddenly took two steps and arrived in front of Ye Hua.

"Champion Marquis! Your Majesty has handed the case to Han Dezang, so you have nothing to say?"

Ye Hua shrugged, "Mr. Fan, what do you ask me to say? Could it be that I will steal Han Derang's work?"

Fan Zhi said: "The Marquis is willing, that's great!"

"dream!"

Ye Hua said disdainfully: "Sacred Heart Candle, it's appropriate to let Han Derang do this. I've been sick all these days and I'm going to go back to recuperate. Don't look for me if Mr. Fan is fine... By the way, I'll advise Mr. Fan." Ye Hua lowered his voice, "What is Han Derang? You know better than me. Be careful not to be safe in your later years!"

Fan Zhi grinned, as if he had eaten two pounds of bitter gourd. The surname Ye, you know why he didn't care! That guy had no jun and father, and had abandoned his country and family. He handed over such a big thing to him, and he would probably have to flow thousands of miles away from his corpse!

Fan Zhi established the criminal system of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He advocated that no matter what case, it would have to go through the court's procedures and handled it with dignity. However, the embroidered envoy was a freak and asked them to handle the case. I was afraid that my lifelong efforts would be wasted!

True, it's even more uncomfortable than killing him!

Fan Zhi wanted to persuade Ye Hua for a few more words and ask him to stop Han Derang, but Ye Hua had already left quickly.

There was no place for Ye Hua to live in Yecheng, so he simply went to the Wei Palace and lived in the Fu family.

The future son-in-law came to the door, and the Fu family was very welcome.

The entire East Cross Courtyard and the garden behind were given to Ye Hua. In order to facilitate entry and exit, the corner gate to Ye Hua was also left.

If he needs anything, he can go directly through this door, which is convenient and easy to save trouble.

This time, the old prince was much more friendly than before, so he directly called Ye Hua the "Son-in-law".

"Look at what is His Majesty going to send an embroidered envoy this time? Does Han Derang have the ability to investigate the case?"

Ye Hua smiled, "My father-in-law, your Majesty has no intention of finding out the case to Han Derang. Not to mention Han Derang, even a god cannot figure out such a complicated matter within five days."

"Then, how could he handle the job?"

"Hahaha!" Ye Hua laughed even happier, "He naturally has a way to submit a job. My father-in-law, I think we should think about what we should do if the blood flows into a river and the local officials are cleansed!"

Fu Yanqing's old face changed color and said unconvincedly: "Han Derang has no foundation and has an awkward identity. Do he really dare to start a massacre?"

"If he doesn't dare, His Majesty will naturally change someone else. I have a suitable candidate, otherwise let Li Yu try it!" Ye Hua said lightly. He even hoped that Han Derang would do it badly, so he asked Li Yu to do it. See if this great poet can do it?

However, Ye Hua's hope is destined to be temporarily lost.

Han Derang is like a hungry vicious dog, and when it is released, it is to see blood and eat people!

On the third day, Zhao Pu came to visit. His face was solemn and his expression was nervous. It was enough to make him like this, which shows how terrifying Han Derang was!

"Mr. Marquis, do you know how Han Derang handles the case?"

Ye Hua picked up the teacup, poured a cup of tea for Zhao Pu, and smiled and said, "Drink while drinking!"

Zhao Pu stared at the teacup, suddenly grabbed it, used it and vented it, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "Marty, I'll drink it first, otherwise I'm afraid I won't dare to drink it!"

Zhao Pu shook his head and began to tell... The officials in Yecheng investigated the fields and villages, and finally counted the charges on several merchants.

Everyone knows that these merchants are just scapegoats, and there are real black hands behind them, but a few merchants have the will to die and cannot pry their mouths open, so they will not even think about burning the fire to the aristocratic family behind them.

After Han Derang took over, he ordered several large oil pans to be prepared, and he hung several merchants on the oil pan.

The person who embroidered the messenger gradually put down the ropes and let the person above approach the oil pan little by little.

Facing the crackling and boiling oil pan, no one is afraid?

The merchant was so scared that he curled his legs and shrank into a ball, not touching the hot oil. Han Dejang didn't care. He just asked someone to put the rope down silently, and he watched from the side.

Finally, there will be a moment when the businessman's physical strength reaches its limit, or loses control due to cramps, and his legs fall and inserts into the oil pan!

In an instant, the hot oil burned all the skin and fryed it out with blisters.

When a businessman is stimulated, he will try his best to lift his lower limbs, but as soon as he lifts up, he falls into the oil pan again because of the unbearable pain. He repeats it twice or three times, and his legs are fried and he has no strength.

The embroidered messenger put them all into the oil pan and fryed them to death!

Put the oil pan!

This is a means that only hell has!

He actually appeared in the human world!

And it was just Han Derang's first dish. I really don't know what other incredible things this guy would do! Although Zhao Pu and Ye Hua stood together, he was a civil servant after all.

The embroidered messenger instinctively disgusted with him, and after hearing about Han Derang's methods, he was even more chilling.

"Just putting the oil pan? Is there any other tricks?" Ye Hua was drinking tea, and there was a hint of disappointment. "After all, he is a Hu person, and he is not very careful in doing things. He should first brush the egg liquid, wrap it with a ball of flour, then add some bread crumbs, fry until golden, and then take it out. The prison guard next door was crying with greed!"

Zhao Pu's old face collapsed instantly. He swore to the sky that he would never eat fried food again.

The ancestor who looks like the embroidered messenger is the one in front of him, not Han Derang!

Maybe the method of using the oil pan is left by Ye Hua!

Thinking of this, Zhao Pu felt more and more that he was getting better. He curled up and stared at the hollow teacup without saying a word.

Ye Hua's face sank, "Okay, you are the chief minister. With one order, thousands of people will be killed. It's useless to scare you like this by a fried man in the oil pan!"

Zhao Pu smiled bitterly and said, "Marty, do you think this is over?"

"There are more fun?" Ye Hua said curiously.

Zhao Pu wanted to curse her, it was not fun, but disgusting!

"Marty, Han Derang exploded several merchants, but he didn't ask anything. He ordered all the officials involved in the investigation of the case to be arrested."

Ye Hua smiled and said, "This idea is correct. What's next? He also hangs the officials up and puts them in the oil pan without telling the truth?"

"That's not there, Han Dejeong invited them to a meal."

“What did you eat?”

"A dish of sauce, a dish of pickled leek flowers, and a large plate of crispy meat!" At this point, Zhao Pu quickly turned his head and made a gurgling sound in his throat. Fortunately, he just drank a little tea and didn't spit out anything.

The flesh on Ye Hua's face twitched twice, his voice a little hoarse, "Then, that's really a big dish!"

Zhao Pu's face was pale, "Mr. Marquis, now all the officials have been recruited. They said that they were ordered by Shangguan and deliberately concealed it for others. Han Derang had already obtained the confession."

"He will arrest those officials next?"

"Not yet, when it comes to the imperial court's official, he must ask His Majesty for advice!" Zhao Pu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Those aristocratic families are abominable, but if Han De and others are in power, I am afraid that everyone in the world will be trembling and panic all day long."

Ye Hua narrowed his eyes and pondered for a while, "I'll go to the palace."

After hurriedly leaving the east gate, Ye Hua came straight to the palace.

When he arrived at the palace gate, he happened to see Han Derang coming out from inside. The guy had just met Chai Rong and was holding a bright imperial edict in his hand.

He looked up and saw Ye Hua, and quickly handed over the imperial edict to the person behind him, lit the ground on one knee, and kowtowed, "I'm paying homage to the marquis!"

Ye Hua looked down at him and smiled softly, "I have long ignored the embroidered messenger's affairs. You are now carrying the emperor's order. How can you salute others at will if you want to make a big case?"

After listening, Han Derang's body was lowered and he almost lay on the ground.

"The humble job is a lowly person, like a weed. It is entirely up to the Marquis to train him to enter the embroidered envoy. If the son is favored today, he will be entrusted with important responsibilities. He dare not forget his great kindness from the former master. The Marquis' support is engraved with the five internal responsibilities!"

Ye Hua smiled gently. What this grandson engraved in his heart is gratitude or hatred, and I am afraid only he himself knows. The more humble he is, the more he should be wary of it.

Ye Hua is also a very good acting person. He suddenly smiled slightly and reached out to pull Han Dejang up.

"This case also has something to do with me. If you handle the case well, it will make me look better! No matter when the embroiderer's embroidery is done well, my face will be glorious. If I can't do it well, it will disappoint the emperor. I won't agree!"

Han Derang hurriedly said, "Please rest assured, the marquis is the emperor's dog. He will do his best to bite those treacherous traitors who are unscrupulous!"

After Han Derang finished speaking, he bowed and retreated for three steps before he picked up the imperial edict again and left with great strides.

Ye Hua looked at his back, snorted slightly, turned his head to walk into the palace. The eunuch who served him smiled and said, "Marty, this man surnamed Han is quite self-aware. What is he considered a dog!"

Ye Hua smiled softly, "He is favored now, don't hate him. Life in the palace is difficult and the emperor is frugal. I believe it's not easy for you!"

Ye Hua said, taking out a flying money from his sleeve and stuffing it into the hand of the eunuch at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

The little eunuch was so flattered that he trembled all over with excitement.

He took a peek and saw that it was a thousand cents!

It is ten times more than the one Han Dejang stuffed with one hundred coins!

Otherwise, the Marquis is the Marquis, and the dog is the dog! This kind of demeanor is incomparable! It is clear at a glance what happens in the future and who should be directed toward!

The little eunuch bent over, like a big shrimp, led Ye Hua to the front of Chai Rong's bedroom, handed over the sign, and gave him a smooth dating.

Chai Rong was flipping through the case file in his hand, saying without raising his head: "There are more than a dozen officials in total, all of whom are covering the owner of the manor. It's really abominable! I have issued an order to take them all down. Starting from these people and following the clues, maybe you can find those who have collusion with the aristocratic family."

Chai Rong's tone was relaxed and happy. He knew in his heart that the case file handed over by Han Delang was not very credible, but as the emperor, he needed this!

"I gave him five days, but it turned out to be a result in three days. I am very pleased!"
Chapter completed!