Chapter Eighty-Seven: Don't Be Cheap

Wuguo became the housekeeper of Zewang's Mansion, and she rose many times at once.

It's just that she is just at the age of Lu, but she has become the existence of everyone in the palace calling her sister.

She looked at the recent financial bills in the house and couldn't help but smile with her lips hooked.

Fingers knocked on the stone table, and it took a long time to say: "Steward Song, there is something wrong with the payment and income of this palace." ”

When the middle-aged man standing opposite heard this, he quickly knelt down tremblingly, and his body swayed for a long time before he said, "Fifth Miss spare her life, these are all arranged by Mama Hua." ”

"Fahrenheit?" Wuguo picked his nails and smiled for a while: "When did the prince's surname 'Hua', why didn't I know?" ”

"Miss spare your life, Miss spare your life."

Steward Song knelt there and kowtowed repeatedly, Gu Lan couldn't look behind him, and just wanted to step forward to stop him, he was stopped by the other party's look.

She stood up, threw the ledger on the ground with a flick of her sleeve, and the pages were marked with deficits, and she sneered: "The emperor pities the prince for not returning to the country for a long time, and all the shops are the best, what?" These top stores will be able to run deficits year after the prince returns? ”

After Bei Changyue succeeded to the throne, he directly assigned the top ones in Nanshi to Zewangfu.

But at first, when the prince was not there, these muddy people took the opportunity to make a big profit.

That's it.

After the prince came back, because the eldest uncle ignored the affairs of the house, the princess he married was a fool.

Over time, he became even more presumptuous, and he didn't even bother to falsify the account books.

She stepped on the ledger and walked over, Lianbu moved lightly, and when she lowered her head, the corner of her lips smiled: "It's not that we don't let you do these transactions, but you have to keep a low profile, don't you?" ”

Steward Song looked up for some reason, and saw a smile on Wuguo's face full of scars, and an indescribable weirdness arose.

She said: "My five slaves are not a person who cuts off people's money, so it is not authentic, and I know it." But what I don't want is to have a handle while I'm in charge, you know? ”

Steward Song nodded hurriedly: "Understood, understood!" ”

"Lone Blue, you will follow the past later, and do a good job of the fake accounts in the past few months."

The maid behind her nodded with a complicated face, and then the Song steward walked down,

When the eldest uncle came out with Miyano, she didn't react much, but Miyano subconsciously patted her shoulder and said, "It's okay, circle the money in front of the eldest uncle." ”

Wuguo picked up the tea and dodged it on his shoulder, before he looked at the eldest uncle and hooked his lips and sneered: "Is their prince a great thing, why don't you dare to do it in front of him?" ”

"But ......" Miyano choked, thinking of his friend's attitude towards this person, he restrained his voice and whispered: "How can I say that he is also a prince." ”

Who knew that Wuguo chuckled, and slowly spit out four words under the shocked gaze of Miyano: "It's just a prince." ”

Miyano was in a trance, obviously deeply admiring the boldness of the girl in front of him, but when he saw that his friend didn't react, he frowned, scratched his head and left in a funny way, but he thought that our prince was really fond of this maid.

He shook his head, feeling that this was not good.

The eldest uncle looked at her, without too much expression on his cold face, just sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.

Pale green water gurgled out of the teapot and landed in the teacup.

In the past, if the man hurt more people in the drawing book, the deep boudoir woman just responded unscrupulously through what the man liked to think.

But she is different, because in this relationship, he has always been the one who bullies.

And what he is fighting for is nothing more than her preference for him.

Wuguo is different, she is unscrupulous now, it is nothing more than to hold him and dare not easily expose her identity, and dare not hurt her.

When Nan Wan was in power, the son of the original emperor died and was wounded.

Since the death of the members in front of the palace, there have been many controversies in the court, and as a last resort, Cheng Yang was placed under house arrest on Ludao, and Cheng Guang completely disappeared after the burial of Miss Weiji.

Everyone knows that Wan Qiqun doesn't say it on the surface, this person who secretly stole from his mansion must have been secretly controlled.

Unlike Cheng Yang, he has no son-in-law as a guarantor, and second, he does not have the respect of the eldest son, so the current situation, in addition to house arrest, is that his head is different.

Therefore, for Ying Nan's former ministers, the only one who is capable and out of control is this princess who has always been granted the right to inherit.

Cheng Yang sent her here, thinking about today's Beixuebu game, and in this game, Wuguo is the chess piece, the most important one.

So she can't have an accident, at least until it happens.

He always knew that there were no unsmart people in the Wan Qi family, but it was also the first time to admire Wan Qi Wuguo's wisdom, the teacup in his hand was turning, and his eyebrows and eyes were much darker.

I think she should have indulged herself a lot, and she didn't realize that she had lowered her wisdom in front of him.

He smiled: "I heard that you promised to settle on the central matter." ”

"Hmm."

"Very good." Long Bo paused, "But you still need to be careful. ”

Wuguo raised his eyebrows: "Lord Wang, is this concerned about me?" ”

"Nature." The eldest uncle put down the teacup in his hand, propped his elbows on the stone table, and his eyebrows flashed with a smile: "What?" Not impressed? ”

Hearing this, Wuguo immediately smiled, the starry eyes flashed with bright light, in the winter, there was no spring breeze to help him, for a while, it was not soft.

She smiled, her round hand moved on Changbo's lips, and she said "shh It's not good to be cheap like this. ”

As soon as the words fell, the smile on the eldest uncle's face instantly converged, and the whole person was as if he had just come out of an ice cellar, and there was a cold wind blowing around him, only Wuguo sat there indifferently, showing off his flowers.

The red lips are raised, blooming in the octagonal pavilion, the eyebrows and eyes are like dandan, and they are full of mockery.

She stood up and flicked her sleeves and left, with a coldness in her eyes, "I am emphasizing for the last time, my five slaves, from the moment you choose the name of the palace, it is not a thousand thousand fruits." ”

"She's stupid, just because I can."

As he spoke, he walked away with a proud step, and he didn't look back, leaving her with a lonely back.

Chang Bomo rubbed his chin, his eyes were dark, and he suddenly laughed.

Raising his hand and pinching the white porcelain cup on the table, he twisted and writhed on the stone table, and the last one was careless, and suddenly fell from the corner of the table, with a crisp sound, in the silent octagonal pavilion, it was not loud.

He continued to pick one up, his hand continuing to spin, and finally he smiled even more as he watched it spin more and more.

With a flick of his sleeves, the white porcelain cup fell to the ground, and he looked at the place where she had just left, with a strange light in his eyes.

Some people, who keep saying that they are not, are becoming more and more similar in their behavior.

After all, in those years, he just let Cheng Yang trample his dignity on the ground like this.

He hooked his lips and was speechless.