The accounts of these dark households are only filled in with numbers, and their identities are not directly entered, and even the nobles in Beijing are rarely aware of this system - it was originally a special tool for transferring some money from unknown sources during special periods.

Originally, only the old customers of the former Daiyue ticket number could have this benefit, and Bai Ling was able to open such a secret account, half by friendship and half by luck - she has always gotten along well with Wang Yuzhang, and the latter directly took over the business of many Daiyue ticket numbers after the fall of the Northland, and Wang Yuzhang also learned about the operation of the so-called dark account.

But in any case, in the future, these money really belong to Bai Ling himself, and no one can trace their whereabouts through the clear account of the ticket number.

When Bai Yi heard this, he suddenly realized.

After that, in addition to the rewards from the palace, they will continue to be deposited into the account of Tianzihao, and those original principals, or the new money that Bai Ling later earned from Wang Yuzhang's caravan...... They were all divided into three or seven and deposited in two different dark households.

Every month, Wei Shishi had to go to Wang Yuzhang's mansion to personally calculate the new principal and interest in the accounts of these two dark households.

But Fourteen didn't know that the part that accounted for thirty percent of this was actually specially prepared for him by Bai Ling.

Since Zhen's death, Bai Ling has not stopped preparing to flee Pingjing for a day, and this thought has taken root, taken root, and grown rapidly in her mind, and each day has become stronger than the previous day.

Now that there is more and more money in his account, with these huge deposits, Bai Ling knows that no matter where his family wants to go in the future, he will no longer worry about the money.

In the future, if Fourteen is willing to follow, then they can go together;

If Fourteen doesn't want to, then he can take the money he has saved over the years and do what he wants.

Freedom, a wish that was once extremely far away from Bai Ling, has begun the countdown today - as long as she finishes her lesson for Chen Yicong in the palace, she can start planning the "violent death" of a family of three according to the inspiration left by Zhen before.

Bai Ling didn't say anything about these specific premeditated schemes, and even Bai Yi and Wei Shixi hid them together.

They are like flames burning in Bai Ling's heart, making Bai Ling's whole person gradually glow with a new vitality. The more it goes to the cold winter wax moon, the more it shows its edge.

In the evening, Wei 14 and Bai Ling finished today's accounts in the old living room of the Bai family, Bai Ling collected the documents for this month, and sent Wei 14 to the door of the courtyard.

"Don't you really eat together?" Bai Ling asked, "Today is Bai Yi in charge, and the taste should be quite good." ”

Wei Fourteen shook his head, "Today is the ninth day of the first month. ”

"Ah," Bai Ling suddenly reacted, "Are you going to see Ah Li?" ”

"Hmm."

"Can't you finish your meal and go again?"

Wei Shixi looked at the sky, "It's too late." ”

"Okay......" Bai Ling scratched his head helplessly, "I've really worked hard for you." ”

Wei Shixi smiled and accepted Bai Ling's thanks very calmly, although in fact Wei Shixi didn't think it was so hard, compared to the previous days, these current jobs can be counted as leisure.

And there is fun in the leisure - whether it is reconciling accounts in the Yuzhang ticket number, listening to the boss Wang talk about some new things about the ticket number and the trading house, or in the dirty alleys of Chaotian Street, talking to Ah Li about the new issues that are worth paying attention to in Pingjing recently.

Smelling the direction of the next wave from the small changes, Wei 14 has such a talent, and he also takes pleasure in it.

In the past three years, he has finally woven an intelligence network in Pingjing City that has broken away from the Beizhen Fusi - through these homeless people living here.

The two waved goodbye to each other in the alley, and then Bai Ling watched Fourteen quickly disappear into the night.

Bai Yi came out of the kitchen with a plate of vegetables in one hand, and when he saw Bai Ling standing at the door, he couldn't help asking, "What about fourteen?" ”

"Just left." Bai Ling turned around and said, "...... He didn't eat with us because he had something to do in the evening. ”

"Yes," Bai Yi didn't think much about it, and went directly to the living room with the dishes, "He's still so busy." ”

"Yes." Bai Ling smiled and said, "He has a lot to do. ”

……

That night, when the day was about to pass, the first snow of the year fell in Pingjing City.

Bai Shijun had already slept in the back room, and Bai Ling was wrapped in a blanket, sitting on the threshold of his living room, watching Bai Yi chopping wood in the yard.

Bai Yi took a candle and placed it on a high place, and the light orange candle flame reflected half of the courtyard warmly, and also outlined Bai Yi's outline a little hazy.

It was so quiet that Bai Ling sat there, and he could even hear Bai Yi's heavy breathing in the gap between the knives and axes chopping wood.

"How long are you going to chop?" Bai Ling asked, yawning.

"It's at least enough for three days," Bai Yi replied as he raised his axe and split the log standing in front of him in half, "Otherwise, it will be very troublesome to split it every time." ”

"If you think it's troublesome, we'll go straight to buy chopped firewood," Bai Ling rubbed his eyes a little sleepily, "Isn't this time-saving and labor-saving." ”

"That kind of firewood will cost three times the price, more-" Bai Yi dropped the axe again, and with a cracking of wood, the second half of his sentence jumped out, "-can't be drawn." ”

"That's how much is that," Bai Ling tilted his head and tilted his face, "Even if it goes up tenfold, we can still afford it, and it's easy to use, wouldn't it?" ”

"You go to sleep." Bai Yi turned around and looked at him a little helplessly, "I'll be here for a while." ”

Bai Ling sat there and didn't move.

She staggered her gaze and looked at the cloudy sky tonight—not a single star could be seen in the sky tonight.

Bai Ling lowered his eyes and sighed silently.

It's not that I'm not sleepy, I just want to wait.

I don't know what I'm waiting for, I just want to wait.

"Actually, chopping firewood is still very interesting," Bai Yi opened his mouth again, and he said while chopping wood, "but the premise is that no one can nag on the side." ”

Bai Ling snorted, and the little blanket she wrapped in stood up, walked around in front of Bai Yi, made a zipper tightening motion along her mouth, and then sat back on her old threshold without saying a word.

“…… What the hell do you want to say, just say it," Bai Yi laughed, "Don't look at me like this, it makes me feel hairy." ”

Bai Ling's lips were tightly closed, and he made a muffled voice - "I don't. ”

The candle flame in the height stretched the shadows of the two of them for a long time, and it suddenly flickered at this moment.

Both of them looked at the menorah with some strange wonder - because there was no wind tonight, or rather they were standing in the courtyard and did not feel the presence of the night wind.

But the flames still flickered from time to time.

“…… Snowing? Bai Yi said in a low voice.

Bai Ling got up again, and she looked up in the courtyard, but the night sky was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Bai Yi put his hand near the candlestick, and after a while, both of them saw a small ice crystal fall on Bai Yi's palm, and it melted almost instantly.

"Are you waiting for snow?" Bai Yi glanced at Bai Ling.

Bai Ling's expression softened again, and she tilted her head sideways for a moment before muttering, "...... Right. ”

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