In the morning, Xiwei, Baoshan followed Li's mother to the account room. Following Lu Yuzhou's prompt, he flipped through the several shameful accounts of Zhao's family.

After checking with Li's mother one by one, Baoshan put down the account book and asked someone to call the official in the mansion and Chen He.

The two of them didn't understand why, and the manager knew to bend down and bow, but Chen He looked as if he was stupid. He didn't even bend his knees when he saw Baoshan. And they found that a hunting dog was lying on Baoshan's feet, thinking that she brought it from her parents' house yesterday.

Baoshan erected her elbows on the desk, flipped through a page of the account book, and gently tapped the account on it with her bare hands and looked at the manager, "This account is your signature, and I'll tell you to listen to it."

The manager explained in detail: "Is this the beginning of autumn? The lady wanted to choose some fabric for the daughter-in-law of each yard, so she asked the old slave to do it."

"I withdrawn two dollars, where is the fabric?"

“It’s still being customized.”

Baoshan leaned on the back of the chair and said lightly: "Which cloth shop, I'll ask someone to urge me to do it."

He noticed the big grandma's offensive, and the manager muttered in his heart and reported the store with a smile.

Baoshan nodded, as if agreeing with his words, and then asked a few more places to go, and the manager answered them one by one.

It sounds seamless.

Baoshan opened another account book and looked at Chen He: "The account book records that the monthly silver of each maid has increased, one tael of silver per month. But after I entered the mansion, I often heard the sound of deducting monthly silver in the mansion. Is this a matter?"

"There is absolutely no such thing. Yueyin is issued at the beginning of every month. Big grandma should be aware of this."

Is this secretly mocking her as a maid before? Baoshan looked at Chen He with a smile, "What I know is that my mother valued you and asked you to take care of the maids' Yueyin, but you are full of your own pockets and plucked your hair by the geese. Do you deserve your mother's trust?!"

Chen He was stunned, and then he saw Baoshan raise a stack of letters, and the letters fell to the ground one after another, each of which was Chen He's handwritten letters.

Baoshan took out a few more wooden boxes, filled with broken silver, "These letters and money were collected by the prince from your parents' home. Do you have any excuses?"

Chen He was stunned and waved his hand quickly, "I don't have enough pockets, I don't know what's going on?"

"Your name is written in black and white, do you still want to deny it?" Baoshan smashed the wooden box at Chen He's feet and said sternly, "I will give you the last chance to make up for the merits. If you are still obsessed with it, don't blame me for not thinking about the past love."

Chen He, who was unconscious, was completely panicked and could not calm down even if the manager coughed aside.

Baoshan asked, "I want to know, does my mother know these things?"

Chen He stuttered for a while and couldn't spit out a word.

Baoshan smiled, "That's what I know, are you accomplices or are your mother induced you?"

The manager was angry, "Grandma, be careful, your wife is your mother-in-law. You have to tell evidence in everything, and you have to take into account the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!"

"Rareless!" Mother Li, who had not spoken, glared at the manager, "You are just a slave in the Duke's Mansion, and you dare to look at your master. Who gave you the courage?!"

The manager and mother Li's position in the mansion were almost equal. He also relied on being Zhao's confidant and became accustomed to being domineering. When he heard mother Li scolding him, he directly retorted: "What are you? You are just an old dog of the prince."

Mother Li is not a soft persimmon, she will fight him if she pinchs her waist.

The manager is not easy to mess with. He rolled up his sleeves and shouted, "Old shrew, come on!"

Baoshan held up the excited mother Li, took out a few old books from Duobao Pavilion, and threw them on the manager's face, "Look at it yourself."

The manager endured the anger of being humiliated, opened the account book and dumbfounded him. The folded page inside was painted with vertical bars of varying lengths, and the accounts marked by vertical bars were all fake accounts made by him to help Zhao.

Baoshan looked coldly, "These old accounts plus the new accounts I just asked you, all have problems. The prince and I have also found relevant evidence. I am not afraid that you will not recognize them! But I want to know more, who gave you the evil courage?"

These unclear accounts are enough to send him to prison. He is not stupid in charge of affairs. He knows Lu Yuzhou's style of doing things, does not care about old feelings, and will definitely see "blood" when killing a chicken. He also knows that Baoshan's character is never a soft-hearted dodder flower, and has a deep scheming.

The couple joined hands to check new accounts and turn over old accounts, just to establish their authority and kick Mrs. Zhao out of the Duke's Mansion. If they were obsessed with it and helped Mrs. Zhao take on everything, they would definitely not have good results.

He pulled Chen He, who was stunned by the side, knelt on the ground, begged for mercy, and said, "Grandma, forgive me, the villain is also suffering!"

Baoshan bent down and touched the big round dog head, which showed a bit of the shadow of Lu Yuzhou's trial of the case. "Then let's talk about the difficulties."

On the other side, Zhao was wearing a forehead, leaning against the couch and knocking his legs with Yu Ruyi. After listening to his confidant's remarks about the reply from the palace, he waved his hand and said, "Get back."

After leaving, Zhao stood up and closed the partition, looked at Zhao Xuelan, dressed in the maid in front of the couch, and said happily: "You heard that the official family asked you to enter the palace tonight, so I will arrange the coachman for you."

The light faded, and Zhao Xuelan sat on the couch and buckled his fingers, "I'm not relieved."

When she took the official family and Shao Wan that day, she expected that it would anger the official family, but she didn't expect that the official family would be so heartless, allowing Zhao Che to completely replace her and put her in a desperate situation. A person who lost his value was like a dull knife, unable to resist or defend himself, would the official keep her?

The most likely possibility is to lead her into the trap and take her down.

Zhao was a little angry. She had asked so many connections to take risks in venting for her. She hesitated again, "You want to meet the official family and are afraid of being arrested. How do you want me to help you?"

"Appoint an appointment with the official family."

Zhao couldn't help rolling his eyes, "I can't make an appointment with the official family."

Zhao Xuelan pointed to the direction of Mu's mansion, "You send someone to send a message to the official family and say I have a way to help the official family get Shao Wan."

This is simply a trap layer by layer. Zhao did not dare to do what she said and waved his hand, "I have limited ability. I have done my best to give me the antidote."

With a sneer, Zhao Xuelan pulled away the partition and turned her eyes and said, "Do you think I am so easy to fool? I won't let you have a good time before I make an appointment with the official family."

"Bang!"

The door was closed and a loud noise occurred. The wisps of Ninghe's sunlight were blocked. Zhao staggered and sat down, angry and aggrieved.

After a while, she called her confidant and asked him to send a message to her father, King Yi'an, saying that she was threatened by Zhao Xuelan and that she was unknown poison in her body and needed help from her parents.

After coming out of the main room, Zhao Xuelan walked in the veranda with an ordinary "face". She planned to leave, but stopped when she passed by the moon gate in the garden.

In the trembling pavilion of Qiuhe, a fat white young man was using his net to catch fish in the pool, and the person standing behind him was the man he had been thinking about day and night.

The ink hair was half tied, fixed with a green jade hairpin. The end of the hair and the hem of the clothes were blown by the wind, swaying gently, making him look elegant like a crane. His proud body was as good as the first time he met.

Both father and son were wearing jade robes and stood beside the lotus. They were clearly floating like fairies, but they deeply hurt the eyes of the viewer.

His fists were clenched and Zhao Xuelan left with a limp.

It is bright, beautiful and fashionable and cannot attract the attention of men, let alone now.

But, she is not worthy of it, what is Mu Baoshan capable of!!

After calculating the time, Lu Yuzhou patted the back of his son's head, "Go to find your mother with dad."

A Sheng caught a koi, touched it with his hand, then put it back into the pond, got up and rubbed his palm, grabbed the hand that Dad had reached, and walked towards the moon gate, "Dad."

"Um?"

"Where are we going?"

The little guy thought about going out to play every day, and Lu Yuzhou pinched his fleshy hands and "go to the school ground."

Horse riding, archery, and Go are skills that children of aristocratic families need to master. Although Lu Yuzhou does not require his son to be proficient in everything, he also hopes that his son will try to get in touch.

Walking into the account room, Chen He and the manager were kneeling aside and writing their confession to Zhao's personal pocket.

It seemed that Lu Yuzhou had not paid attention to them, so he took A Sheng to the desk and told him about his plan for today's trip.

Baoshan was concentrating on reconciliation and raised her eyes and said, "Why do you always go out to stroll?"

She still has many things she doesn't understand to ask about Li's mother, but she doesn't want to go out. Besides, she went to the suburb the day before yesterday and went back to her parents' home yesterday. It's great to stay quietly in the mansion for a day.

Lu Yuzhou hugged his son and sat on the desk, "Let's take A Sheng to the schoolyard for a walk."

A Sheng crawled around the desk while the father and son had no discussion, but cooperated very well, with the purpose of interfering with Baoshan's hard work.

Baoshan put down the brush and slapped her son's fart with a little force, "Little bad guy, don't bother me."

"Hey—" A Sheng smiled, climbed onto the account book, hugged Baoshan's neck, and "Mother's hug."

He is almost three years old and always makes people hug him... Baoshan smiled helplessly and glanced at Lu Yuzhou.

Lu Yuzhou spread his hands and signaled that he was innocent.

Picking up his son, Baoshan took a lotus step, "We agreed that I will accompany you to play today, and I will not disturb my mother's homework from tomorrow."

A Sheng leaned his head and leaned on his mother's shoulder, entering his left ear and exiting his right ear.

When the two kneeling saw Baoshan leaving, they knelt forward, "Big Grandma..."

Baoshanmo said: "Write the confession and give it to Mother Li for your review."

After saying that, he left without looking back, followed by Lu Yuzhou, two entourages, and the big round with his tail shaking, which was quite imposing.

Others have to sigh that the young lady has a great aura.

After getting on the carriage, Lu Yuzhou sat beside Baoshan, raised his hand to massage her shoulders, "Thank you for your hard work."

Baoshan closed her eyes and enjoyed his massage without complaining.

I am only responsible for a little bit of the accounting in the mansion, and my eyes are dry and my shoulders are sore. My husband will definitely be even more tired when dealing with so many documents every day. He also has to take time to spend with him and his son. I really don’t know if he is a tough guy or has endless energy.

On the school ground, a group of boys wore shirts and ribbon headdresses, saluted the Master like a decent look, and then divided into two teams to start a competition to throw the pot.

Asheng walked between his parents with short legs, looking at the little brothers, yearning for them, and also wanted to go to a private school.

Lu Yuzhou held his son's hand, noticed that he was slowing down, and lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Over there." A Sheng pulled out a hand and pointed at the young man who threw the pot, "A Sheng can do it."

It was obvious that his son wanted to play with the young men, so the couple took him over.

The private school teacher recognized Lu Yuzhou and went up to bow: "Secretary Lu."

Lu Yuzhou nodded, helped the other party up, and said in a gentle voice: "Can we watch from the side?"

"Natural." The Master asked three sects to bring in and invite the family of three to sit down.
To be continued...