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The long road ran over from the west side of the road, arrived in front of Li Yun, and saluted.

"What's wrong?" he said in a faint voice, unable to make out the waves.

"Back to Your Highness, the small one on the south side of the Vienna ticket number has already sent someone to guard it, and it will be very tight, and there will be no problem. Changlu lowered his head slightly and replied respectfully.

"What's going on over there these few hours?"

"Your Highness is expecting it well," Changlu raised his eyes to look at him and said with a smile: "An hour ago, the second housekeeper of Lord Chen He's family went to the teahouse next to the Yongzhen ticket number to drink tea for half an hour. ”

Li Yun bowed his head, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: Sure enough, as he expected, once the princelings had a problem with the money exchange, they would let this Cherished ticket number come forward to solve it......

It's just that such a ticket number with a name that is not ranked among the top three in the capital can really make up for such a large deficit of silver?

Although this dam repair is just a small project connecting two small cities, it is said that the imperial court has also allocated tens of millions of taels of silver, and a small ticket number can take out so much silver for turnover?

Or is this just a trick. That stolen money is now in Chen He's mansion? Is he trying to use the hand of the eternal ticket number to beat the prefect of Hanyang Mansion to the point that he has no power to fight back?

However, in any case, with his intervention this time, things will never go so smoothly.

He looked up at the starry night sky and sighed in his heart.

Even now, as long as he thinks of Wei'er, he feels as if she is still by his side, but the truth is so cruel......

He didn't fight or grab for so many years, but the result was that he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back against the enemy at a critical time.

On the day of Wei'er's accident, Zhen Cheng "coincidentally" came to him to discuss official affairs, and Changlu panicked and wanted to report to him that the Zheng family was announced to the palace, but was stopped outside by the people brought by Zhen Cheng and was not allowed to enter......

He had been restless that day, and he didn't want to talk about it anymore after saying a few words, but Zhen Cheng looked like an elder and admonished him not to be too frivolous and unstable.

At that time, he had just made Wei'er sick because of his own negligence, so he decided to avoid the princelings for the time being, so he had to listen impatiently, and the two of them talked for a whole hour before finishing the matter.

When he came out of the study, and before he could say anything, someone came to report that Wei'er had fallen ill in the palace......

Only then did he understand Zhen Cheng's sinister intentions, and he hated his own incompetence, and in his own mansion, he could still be played by others.

After entering the palace and saying a few words of relief to the weak Wei'er, she fell asleep, but she never woke up.

Her life, from the day she married herself, was like a farce, with an unbelievable beginning, a rash and absurd ending, and she was played and insulted by others as a clown......

Even himself, at first, he didn't treat her very well, but when he understood her preciousness, it was too late.

The price of this growth is so big that he can't bear it.

He raised his head, endured the wetness in his eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth, and laughed dryly.

How can you cry? It just makes the enemy laugh.

He has lost the two most important people, at this time, there can be no more mistakes, he must let the sweet-hearted mother and son on the other side understand what is called the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unhappy.

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Yiying sat on the big kang near the window, flipping through the "History of the Southern Ming Dynasty" in her hand, a wooden barrel was placed under the kang, and a pair of white jade feet were swaying left and right in the water.

In this history book, there are many stories of loyal ministers and good generals fighting wits and courage with traitors, and it is a wonderful story, and I can't wait to tell the heroes to advocate as saints without the slightest shortcomings. The strategies used and the scheming are all amazing and convincing.

Yiying's face was pale, and the more she looked back, the more panicked she felt in her heart. After turning more than a dozen pages, he threw the book on the small table, propped his head and began to be in a daze.

When she read this book, she wanted to learn how those saintly ancestors used their wits to defeat the enemy, but she didn't know why, she saw the kind of miraculous pen that was full of triumphant tone and confidently written, and she thought of Lian Jingqian's smiling look during the day......

It's just that there's nothing wrong with his thoughts. His behavior is so inexplicable, it is inevitable that people will speculate about their intentions. He's such a cautious guy that it's unreasonable to believe in himself for no reason.

But she just had an obsession, and when she thought of what he said in the garden of the Zhang family, she felt very uncomfortable. Doesn't he say that he can see from a person's eyes and demeanor, is his mouth wrong, or is she in his eyes, just such a scheming woman?

"The county lord ......" Zhaoqiu came in to change the water for Yiying, and saw his master staring at the history books on the small table in a daze.

Yi Ying came back to her senses, wrapped her footcloth, removed the water, and dragged herself into bed.

Zhaoqiu folded the quilt for her and said with a smile: "The county lord has something on his mind?"

Yiying was stunned for a moment, Zhaoqiu, this girl has always been docile and never steals words, and she can be regarded as the most non-existent one among the big girls......

Now he took the initiative to ask himself, how to say, he should also give her a little confidence.

"Nothing. I'm just thinking about entering the palace today, by the way, is Daddy back today?" she asked with a smile. But her heart is too worthless to mention.

Zhaoqiu thought for a while and whispered, "I'm back." The slave and maid remembered that they had come back just after the end of the hour. ”

"Okay, I see, okay, you go down. Today, you have been busy all day for entering the palace, so rest early. Yi Ying smiled at her, found a comfortable position, and closed her eyes.

Zhaoqiu also smiled, her cheeks were a little red, her eyes were shining, and she carefully retreated.

She has always been timid and didn't dare to talk to her master, so she had never been a second-class or above errand before, but she didn't expect that in the county lord's place, she would meet the county lord's eyes.

Seeing that the other three sisters all have their own strengths and weaknesses, and their words are very weighty, she is even more cowardly and dare not say more, for fear of saying too much and making mistakes, but just like this, it is inevitable that her face will be blurred.

It was Sister Banyue who reminded her, but she didn't say much, but she must not say it.

She thought about the county lord's favor to Half Moon, and Half Moon's always kind and sincere temperament, so she gritted her teeth and decided to overcome this deficiency by herself.

Unexpectedly, the county lord was really generous and kind, and Fang Cai's soft words treated her like a half moon, which made her feel more favorable to this master.

Although I am not a thousand miles, I have to thank Bole for his kindness, right?

She looked at the room where the maids lived, her eyes darkened, there was one person she had been thinking was very wrong recently, for the sake of the county lord, she had to cheer up.