The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

When Zhao Wujiang returned to the palace and his buttocks were still hot, a young eunuch came running out of breath.

"General Manager Zhao, General Manager Zhao, Honglu Temple is looking for you."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Wujiang drank tea calmly.

The little eunuch gasped:

"Princess Worshiping the Moon has been depressed for several days. There is nothing the Honglu Temple can do. Master Li, the minister of the temple, has sent someone to find you."

"Let's go." Zhao Wujiang straightened his clothes.

...

Honglu Temple, outside the gate.

Recently, Honglu Temple teamed up with the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Etiquette to prepare for the wedding of the emperor and the Moon Worshiping Princess. Everyone was in a hurry, and people from the three departments came and went.

At this moment, Liu Wanshan, a member of the household department, received a notice from his subordinates that his beloved nephew was looking for him.

When he came outside the gate, he saw his beloved nephew Liu Mang at a glance. Then he frowned tightly. Liu Mang's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was obviously "bullied".

Who dares to bully my nephew, Liu Wanshan, who is blind? Liu Wanshan came forward to greet him. Although Liu Mang was his nephew, he, Liu Wanshan, was already forty-three years old and had no heirs. He treated Liu Mang as if he were his own son.

"uncle!"

When Liu Mang saw his uncle, his eyes filled with tears, like a child who had been wronged:

"Uncle, you have to make the decision for Mang'er."

Liu Wanshan, a member of the household department, frowned and said:

"What's going on? Mang'er, please speak slowly."

Liu Mang wiped away his tears:

"Today, Mang'er went to Dongshi and met a swordsman who was selling his sword to bury his mother. Mang'er wanted to buy his sword and help him, but a thief rushed out from the crowd. He wanted to steal the sword without giving him any money.

When Mang'er went up to argue, he directly humiliated Mang'er in public, and there was a master beside him who seriously injured several servants at home."

Liu Wanshan was furious.

Liu Mang continued to add fuel to the fire:

"He directly took away the three thousand taels of silver notes from Mang'er that he planned to use to honor your uncle!

He also forced Mang'er to write an IOU, owing him nine thousand taels!

He even said harsh words at the end, telling us Liu family members to get out of Kyoto!"

"Who is he!" Liu Wanshan roared angrily, and the officials around him shrank their necks. The member of the Household Department, Wailang, was an important member of the court, and ordinary people could not bear the anger.

"His name is Zhao Wujiang."

Someone answered the question for Liu Mang, with a magnetic voice and a smile.

Zhao Wujiang, led by the young eunuch, had already arrived outside the gate of Honglu Temple. He saw the evil young man Liu Mang who had been blasted by him today. Hearing the angry roar of the member of the household department, Wai Lang, he answered with a smile.

"Yes, uncle, his name is Zhao Wujiang!"

Just as Liu Mang was about to cast a grateful look at the person who answered, he saw that this person looked extremely familiar, and he was clearly the hateful Zhao Wujiang.

He grabbed the member of the household department, Wailang, by his arm and said hurriedly:

"That's him, uncle. He's this hateful guy. Get someone to take him down!"

Liu Wanshan froze on the spot, looking at Zhao Wujiang who was getting closer and closer with a smile on his face, his pupils contracted violently.

Zhao Wujiang is the chief eunuch of the harem and a favorite of the emperor who has recently become famous. At the wedding banquet, he outshone all the talents to win the heart-warming smile of the Moon Worshiping Princess. Moreover, he heard from his own channels that the head of the Dugu clan, Dugu Yihe,

He once personally invited Zhao Wujiang to a banquet and even sat on top...

He is such a person, you asked your uncle to capture him... Liu Wanshan swallowed:

"Don't talk anymore, reckless."

"Uncle!" Liu Mang's face darkened:

"Uncle, Mang'er was seriously injured today, and he was the one who hit him!"

"Stop talking, Mang'er." Liu Wanshan looked at Zhao Wujiang getting closer and closer, with a bitter look on his face, and patted Liu Mang's hand.

"No." Liu Mang felt extremely wronged:

"Uncle, you love Mang'er so much on weekdays. What happened today? He is wearing a eunuch uniform. What are you afraid of!"

"Liu Mang!" Liu Wanshan roared angrily.

At the same time, Zhao Wujiang also shouted loudly:

"Liu Mang, are you ready with the money?"

Liu Mang's face was distorted, and he was about to say something more, when he saw his uncle Liu Wanshan rushing up to greet Zhao Wujiang and bowing to Zhao Wujiang:

"Manager Zhao, you are here."

Zhao...General Manager...Liu Mang swallowed hard, his whole body shaking like chaff. He wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to hide.

Zhao Wujiang had a smile on his face:

"Your nephew?"

"Explicit."

Liu Wanshan was serious, for fear of not clearing up the relationship, so he added, "No kiss."

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Wujiang slowly took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, which was exactly the IOU written by Liu Mang:

"I was still thinking about how to find him, but he came by himself."

"He has always been very sensible." Liu Wanshan smiled apologetically and motioned Liu Mang to come over.

How did you get him to be related to Dongshi... Zhao Wujiang spread out the IOU in his hand.

"Zhao...General Manager."

Liu Mang had a smile on his face. His family was rich, and he could easily afford to pay nine thousand taels. Now that he knew that Zhao Wujiang couldn't afford to offend him, he would not be stupid enough to do it again. Paying the money would be the best result:

"Master Manager, the nine thousand taels of silver I owe you will be given to you as soon as possible."

"That's right, sir, it's natural to pay back debts." Liu Wanshan laughed apologetically and shouted at Liu Mang:

"Kneel down!"

Liu Mang's body trembled, and he fell to his knees with a plop, looking respectful.

"Nine thousand taels is right." Zhao Wujiang brought the IOU in front of them:
Chapter completed!