"Yes." Ming Wuyou walked up and held her arm: "The weather is not too warm now, and you are not in good health. You can't blow the wind in the yard. Go in."
"oh."
Bai Di stuck out his tongue and walked back and said, "I'm just a little bored. The room is too stuffy, so I just come out to get some breath."
But she won't joke about her body.
The last time she fell from Honolulu was a complete accident. She didn't intend to cause much injury.
The two chatted for a while.
Bai Di did not attend Ming Wuyou's wedding due to physical problems. I don't know how upset or regretful it was, so he grabbed Ming Wuyou and kept asking about the details of the wedding.
Ming Wuyou said a little according to her wishes.
Bai Di heard it with longing and murmured: "When will I have such a good wedding..."
But I thought of Yun Ziheng again in a flash, and felt uncomfortable, so I pursed my lips and stopped talking.
Ming Wuyou comforted him: "Don't worry, take care of your health first. He will not be able to agree on the right person for a while."
"Um."
Bai Di nodded.
Ming Wuyou stayed with her for most of the day before leaving.
When she returned to the mansion, Madam Bai brought a dozen officials and a maid dragged a long plate to meet Ming Wuyou.
"This is..." Ming Wuyou glanced at it and realized roughly.
Madam Bai said: "These dozens of people are the managers in the mansion. These are all accounts in the mansion... In the past, there was no mistress in the palace, and everything was handled by the old slave. Now that the princess is here, the old slave will do it.
All these were handed over to the princess.”
Madam Bai said respectfully: "Please take a look at the princess."
"The nanny has been in charge for many years, just keep in charge." Ming Wuyou said with a smile: "You manage it very well, I am happy to be idle. Let them all step down, I won't watch."
"How can this work?" Madam Bai said quickly: "The mistress should be the responsibility of the mistress. If the old slave is in charge, it will be inappropriate."
"You are a female official in the palace. You have been taking care of the late emperor and His Highness for many years. If you are not right, who can still be right?" Ming Wuyou said seriously: "Besides, you are in a good time now."
"Let's take care of it first. One day you are upset and can't control it anymore. I'll help you then."
"This..." Madam Bai looked at Ming Wuyou, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The old slave will go beyond a while. When the princess becomes familiar with the affairs of the mansion, the old slave will be able to retire successfully."
"OK!"
Although he said that, Madam Bai insisted that Ming Wuyou recognize everyone, and read the main accounts to understand the specific situation of the royal palace.
Ming Wuyou is in charge of the head of the family in the Ming family. After a glance at the accounts, she felt like a mirror in her heart.
I used to think that Murong Yu was in power, but now I realize that he is rich and powerful.
In recent years, the late emperor and Yuan Hao have rewarded a lot of things. In addition, Madam Bai has a stable management and proper management, which makes her rich family property.
No wonder I gave me a red envelope with the golden leaves.
Ming Wuyou couldn't help but think that he was a little rich woman, but now that he has married, the little rich woman has become a big rich woman, and has so many industries.
Suddenly, there was a feeling that I didn’t know where the money was spent.
When Murong Yu came back in the evening, Ming Wuyou told him about Madam Bai's account book to show her.
Murong Yu raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you want to care? You are my princess. Everything in the mansion and my property are yours. Who cares about you?"
"It's okay to care, but not now." Ming Wuyou rolled his eyes, "Madam Bai has been in charge for many years. What's the matter with me robbing someone's power as soon as I come?"
"Even if she really wants to hand over the power, she will inevitably feel uncomfortable after that."
"And she manages well, and the servants in the house are all responsible. She respects me again, why should I make a fuss?"
Murong Yu pondered for a while: "You think more thoroughly than me."
"Of course!" Ming Wuyou was a little proud, "You don't even look at who I am. I was a housekeeper at the age of ten. Since I took over the family business, my grandfather has never interfered in asking."
She has indeed managed Ming's family well over the years.
Murong Yu said "yes" and put his arms around her waist: "Go to sleep."
...
For the next period of time, everything was calm.
Life after marriage is sweeter and happier than imagined.
Madam Bai handed over the affairs of the royal palace little by little with Ming Wuyou, but Ming Wuyou only took the key to the card. She usually rarely asked about the specific matter.
The shipyard received an order in the beginning of spring, and Ming Wuyou had to go over and watch it once every two days, which was very busy.
On the first day of May, she returned to the royal palace from the shipyard and found that Princess Yun'an had sent her a post, asking her to get together and talk.
The gatherings in Xinglan Pavilion are still going on, twice a month, but Ming Wuyou is too busy, so it would be amazing to go there once a month.
In short, she and Yun An hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Ming Wuyou replied immediately, and the two made an appointment to meet at Ming Wuyou’s Baishen Hall.
The date of appointment is the fourth day of May.
On the night of the third year of junior high school, Ming Wuyou received a message.
"There are a few calligraphy and paintings circulating on the market, including the four young masters, Lu Fanzhou and Mr. Lu." Caiyue's face was a little unfair, "It's the ones we put in Fengya Pavilion in Xinglan Pavilion.
!”
Ming Wuyou asked: "Has the words in Xinglan Pavilion been lost directly?"
"No, there is still." Cai Yue said this and his face looked even more ugly, "but I sent it to the fourth young master to see it. He said that the Xinglan Pavilion now contains fakes that were released. Who is it?
He actually dared to use fakes and exchange them for silver!”
Ming Wuyou pondered for a moment, "Have you found a person selling calligraphy and paintings?"
"General Manager Shen is investigating, and it should be found soon."
"Yes." Ming Wuyou nodded, "I found out that I was the first to report it to me. In addition, you go and send a message to Li Xinglin and ask him to take back all the calligraphy and paintings, no matter how much money you spend."
Those calligraphy and paintings were previously found by Yun Zimo to check out the storefront of Xinglan Pavilion. No matter why they were left outside, they had to be taken back.
On the fourth day of the lunar month, Wuyou didn’t go out. After waiting for a day, Shen Qingci didn’t send any news.
At night, Ming Wuyou couldn't wait any longer, so he went to the Zhan Wang Mansion to find Yun Zimo and said straight to the point: "I will find a way to lose my calligraphy and paintings. Please apologize to Mr. Lu and his son."
The calligraphy of the three of them was extremely popular among literati. Once the calligraphy and paintings were leaked, various copying fakes were circulated in the capital.
Yun Zimo went to see it in person, but there was no original work at all. I don’t know who has taken the original work.
Seeing Ming Wuyou so politely, Yun Zimo hurriedly said, "It's nothing big. I have explained it to the teacher. It's just that I can't find it. If I really can't find it, it's nothing, just a few words."