Ying Che arranged the prince, Zhang Yan, Xie Qizuo and others at a table. The girl sneaked through the gap in the screen and looked at it. Seeing that everyone's faces were different and she curled her lips without realizing it. She asked Chunchan to move an embroidered stool to sit, just waiting to watch the show.

Somehow, Zhang Yan was always uneasy today, as if something was about to happen. Someone came to toast, and he was in a daze several times, glanced at King Rui from time to time, and saw that although he had a smile on his face, he was very strange and even more worried.

"Come on, I respect Lord Zhang for a cup." Ying Che paid attention to him, so he stood up and raised his glass to him, "I have been bothering me for a long time. Thanks to Lord Zhang's care, I have also vacated other courtyards for me to live in. I am very grateful."

Zhang Yan was so nervous that he stood up quickly and bowed, "I am ashamed, I am ashamed, I dare not take responsibility, I just hope that the prince will not dislike him." After that, he drank a glass of wine.

Ying Che sat down and looked at Ying Hua, praised Zhang Yan and said, "The emperor's brother doesn't know how careful Mr. Zhang is. Dozens of people in the family are crowded in the old house behind the yamen. If the emperor's brother lives here, it is rare for him to have his filial piety."

Ying Hua looked slightly drunk, and he kept persuading to drink from left to right. He felt a little drunk. He held his cup and supported his forehead and laughed, saying without hesitation: "Haha, do you think he lives in an old house? Third brother, you are so simple, you were deceived by him."

He burped in real time, and a bad smell came from his mouth. Zhang Yan heard it in his ears, feeling anxious, afraid that the prince would say something, so he hurriedly brought the wine pot to Ying Hua to pour wine, "The prince is really good at joking. How dare the official deceive King Rui? Ten heads are not enough to cut."

He also whispered, "Prince, you have drunk too much."

Ying Hua was not really drunk. After he said that, he realized that he had made a mistake, so he asked for a supplement and said, "Yes, joking, joking, joking, where can I laugh if I don't say it?"

Zhang Yan also laughed and said, "The prince said it very well." The others also agreed, as if they heard some interesting jokes.

Ying Che's eyes swept over the officials one by one. Zhang Yan had many followers, and seven or eight of them were his people at the banquet. He smiled meaningfully, poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and smiled deeper.

Ying Che stroked the cup with his fingers, shook slightly, and said, "But as far as I know, Lord Zhang really deceived me."

Zhang Yan was shocked and smiled embarrassedly, "The prince is really good at joking."

"I'm not joking." Ying Che's smile suddenly disappeared, his eyes were too long, and his sharp eyes were firmly nailed to his face.

Zhang Yan glanced at Ying Hua in panic. Ying Hua frowned, his tone was low and he felt a little unexpected, "Three, what do you mean?"

Ying Che only looked at him, then turned his gaze back to Zhang Yan and continued, "Zhang is rich, but he is playing in front of me, as if you are so honest. Isn't this a deception?"

He turned his head and looked at Wang Zhan. Wang Zhan immediately walked up, took out a few sheets of thin paper with seals from his sleeve, and placed them on the table.

Zhang Yan looked at it, his face changed drastically, and his fingers trembled and flipped over one by one, "How did the prince get it?" His voice trembled and he almost lost his voice.

"You don't have to ask how I got it. I just ask if you admit it." Ying Che knocked on the table with a small wine glass.

Zhang Yan was anxious to clear his head, let go, and deny it: "No, this is not a subordinate official, this is someone who is making a fraud and deliberately framed the subordinate official."

"Oh?" Ying Che raised his eyebrows. He was not in a hurry to let Zhang Yan admit it immediately. "That seems that I misunderstood Lord Zhang." He sarcastically said, "That Lord Zhang must be a good official who is honest and loving the people."

Zhang Yan lowered his head and said, "The officials dare not."

"You don't dare!" Ying Che's voice suddenly yelled, and as he spread his hands, Wang Zhan put a account book in his hand. Ying Che pointed it in front of Zhang Yan and said loudly: "Mr. Zhang won't remember this, right!"

Zhang Yan was familiar with the account book. The words on the cover were written by him. His face turned pale in an instant, and he asked repeatedly, "How could he be here?"

He clearly saved it, but he also looked it up a few days ago. Why did he suddenly become in the hands of King Rui today?

"What is this?" Ying Hua's drunkenness disappeared in an instant when he was involved. He looked over and looked up. While he was looking up, Ying Che said sternly: "You have a big appetite. The court sent 5 million taels of disaster relief funds, and you immediately got 300 taels of pounds. You really don't care!"

For a moment, Zhang Yan was sweating and was at a loss. The prince asked Ying Che, "What evidence do you have to prove that this account book is true? Maybe someone else was slandering Lord Zhang."

A flame burst out from Zhang Yan's eyes, "It's a false accusation, absolutely a false accusation. King Rui must not trust villains. He has always loved the people as much as his sons. How could he do such a conscience?"

He knelt down to the prince again, "The subordinates are wronged, the prince is the leader. If the imperial court issues a lot of money to provide disaster relief, he will never dare to make profits."

The Chongyang officials formed a line, knelt down together, and said in unison: "Please give Lord Zhang justice."

Ying Hua helped Zhang Yan up and called everyone again, "Don't worry, if you are wronged, I will naturally give you an innocence."

He also seriously said to Ying Che in a reprimanding tone: "Three-third brother, you are too arbitrary. How could you conclude that Lord Zhang is guilty by relying on a broken account book? Three hundred taels, this is not a small amount. How could he have the courage?"

Zhang Yanli was beside Ying Hua, with the prince's care, and his proud look on his face was not hidden well.

Ying Che hummed disdainfully, "Whether the handwriting on it is from Lord Zhang, just find someone to judge. As for whether he has the courage to take over the three million taels," he took a breath, "One person's courage is small, but isn't the four people a big deal together?"

As he said, Wang Zhan had already placed the other three books in front of Ying Hua, "Please check it out, Prince."

Zhang Yan originally thought that even if King Rui had this book, it was nothing. It was just a part of the disaster relief payment and could not do anything to her. He really didn't want to fight. King Rui had already collected all four books silently. He stared at the account book, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Ying Che looked at his expression, picked up the wine glass with an elegant posture, and looked at Xie Qizuo, "If the prince still feels that Lord Zhang is wronged, Lord Xie can testify."

Zhang Yan looked at Xie Qizuo in disbelief. Xie Qizuo was his former aide. Seeing that he was a bit talent, he promoted him all the way. It was something he never expected that she would betray her.

He was angry for a moment, his eyes rushed out like fire, and he glared at Xie Qizuo, as if he wanted to tear him. Xie Qizuo didn't dare to resist and lowered his head to dodge, but then he thought, Zhang Yan would definitely not be able to survive after this incident, so what else did he fear?
Chapter completed!