The news that Ruan Zhen went to Siying Pavilion soon reached the old lady who was greeting the guests.

The old lady frowned slightly after hearing this, and was disgusted: "She is still here?"

"Miss cousin is worried that it is a happy day. She didn't dare to make bad luck for us girls. After staying for a while, she went back."

"Well, she's quite sensible."

Fan Cheng did not reopen, and she was worried about the whole house. Mrs. Fan was busy entertaining female relatives, so she had no time to care about Ruan Zhen.

At the same time, a low-key carriage stopped slowly in front of Yong'an Hou Mansion. The wheels ran through the snow and made a "squeaking" sound. The horse was strong and breathing heavily. The horse's hooves were picking up and stomping on the ground from time to time. The vehicle in front was afraid of rushing to the noble man, so he quickly gave in.

When the old lady heard the movement, she hurried to greet her.

"It is my blessing to wait for my house when my wife can come."

The man on the carriage just lifted up a corner of the curtain, revealing only his white jaw.

He said "Yeah" coldly.

Then, a box of golden nanmu was handed out.

Old Mrs. Fan:???

Her turbid eyes stagnated and she asked cautiously: "Why don't your wife come in for a wedding wine?"

The people in the carriage laughed.

"Why, my country's government can't afford a glass of wine?"

Old Mrs. Fan's face turned red.

Sheng Wan was impatient: "It's just a way to take it away, don't hinder me from going to Lingluo Pavilion to pick up clothes."

Old Mrs. Fan could only smile. When she entered the yard, there was no one else around, her face changed, and she was so gloomy and terrible.

"Did she come to insult my marquis's mansion?"

This old lady really dares to say anything. She is really getting back to life.

Xu was frightened when he heard this.

"Grandma, you must not say this again in the future."

Sheng Wan was already depressed, so he sent Mrs. Fan and changed his attention halfway. He directly called the coachman back to the Duke Dingguo Mansion.

The nanny who was serving her close to her helped her get off the carriage.

Sheng Wan walked straight towards the Moyuan without saying a word.

No slave dares to stop him.

They all lowered their heads, for fear of causing anger.

Inside the study room of Moyuan

The man was wearing a straight ink color, leaning against the window, with a tall and slender figure, holding a cup of white jade cup with distinct joints. He looked outstanding, with narrow eyes, slightly pursed thin lips, noble and luxurious, like a piece of flawless jade.

He lowered his eyes and listened to Yi Lin, who came to the door to complain.

"I was surprised. Five cars of food and grass transported to the border were missing. The Ministry of Revenue shirked each other. The Ministry of Justice and Dali Temple intervened in the case, but the case has not yet been achieved. Why? The food and grass can still disappear? Those who are escorted to the escort are dead?"

It’s not his fault that he is angry, he has produced all the food and supplies.

Yi Lin is rich, but he is stingy!

Thinking of spending money to replenish these five trucks of food and supplies, my heart felt like I was emptied by life.

After hearing this, Gu Huaizhi thought Yi Lin was noisy, so he just brushed his clothes and went to the desk chair to sit down, his voice slightly cold: "Ministry of Revenue, Ministry of Justice, and Dali Temple are clean?"

"Then I have no explanation? I can splash water even if I throw my silver into the lake."

Emperor Hui was angry and ordered a thorough investigation, but the people below were unable to close the case.

It can be seen that this matter is very involved.

Not to mention that this time it is just five trucks of food and supplies, if you trace back to the past, you still don’t know how much money those people have paid against their conscience.

Even if it is found out, Emperor Hui will be afraid of it.

"The food and grass matter involves a lot. His Majesty has been obsessed with the way of immortality in recent years and neglects government affairs. Many forces in the DPRK are ready to form cliques for personal gain. Who can explain it to you?"

"You!"

Gu Huaizhi smiled, but his expression was faint: "No time."

Yi Lin was extremely angry. He pointed at Gu Huaizhi's face and was about to curse. He was still worried and held back.

Gu Huaizhi's statement was right, and at this time he could only accept his fate. He could only hold his anger: "All right, I can't count on you."

He was not in a hurry to leave, so he found a chair and sat down: "The Nanyang beads that you wanted were already eye-catching, but they were decided first."

Gu Huai's expression moved slightly.

"I told me that something is hard to come by. I increased my money by three times, and the other party would not sell it. I just thought it would be fine. Anyway, your mother's birthday is still one month, so it's time to prepare rare items next to her."

Gu Huaizhi's fingertips stroked the chair handle and touched its uneven texture.

His eyes were dark, and waves were rolling inside. His tone was cold.

"The only thing I like is mine."

"If you can't get it, you can rob it, and if you can't get it, you can ruin it."

Yi Lin: Crazy!
Chapter completed!