Old Madam Yu suddenly asked, "Your father's memorial was sent to the capital, and all the crimes investigated are clear. Next, who do you think the Imperial Court will send to fill Song Xiuwen's gap and take charge of the Zhejiang navy?"
It was probably time for the court officials to discuss this matter tomorrow.
It wasn't until this moment that Yu Youyao realized how deep her cousin's scheme was. "If I'm not wrong, it should be Ye Hanyuan!"
After Ye Hanyuan entered Zhejiang, it was equivalent to half of Jiangnan being in her cousin's hands.
Old Madam Yu was stunned when she heard this. "During this period of time, the wind and clouds in the capital have been changing non-stop, and the rain has been falling non-stop. I almost forgot about the son of the prefecture's governor, Ye Hanyuan."
Ever since Ye Hanyuan struck the drum, he had been locked up in the Court of Justice.
