Sisters Qi Ya and Murong Shan looked at the muttering Young Master Liu with confusion, not knowing what he had discovered was wrong.
Although most of the thirty-one prefectures who lied about the truth were in prefectures adjacent to the feudal princes' fiefdoms, this doesn't mean anything.
After all, the people who neglected to pay taxes were not the feudal kings of various places.
"Husband, what's wrong with you? Why do you become so suspicious as soon as you go to court? Do you see something wrong?"
Murong Shan asked in a low voice, looking at the map and muttering to Young Master Liu.
However, Qi Yafeng's eyes lit up and she gently tugged on Murong Shan's loose sleeves to signal her to be silent.
Although Murong Shan was suspicious, she still nodded in approval of Sister Ya's actions and stood aside silently.
Qi Ya looked at the map in front of her silently, her exquisite eyes spinning constantly, obviously thinking about something wrong on the map.
"Half of the officials dismissed their wives, children, and children together, which is too tacit understanding."
Young Master Liu suddenly turned his head and looked at Qi Ya, who was murmuring in a low voice: "Sister Ya, you think it's too much of a coincidence, right?"
Qi Ya looked at her husband and nodded silently: "It's quite a coincidence, but it makes sense."
Murong Shan looked at Liu and Qi Ya in confusion: "In order to prevent the family from being implicated, it is reasonable to dismiss them no matter how you think about it!"
Young Master Liu gently grabbed Murong Shan's palm and stretched it towards the map, and drew the circled state capitals on the map.
"Shan'er, if these officials hadn't lied about the truth and there was really a bumper harvest, where would the grain have gone?"
"Husband, how come the food harvest is really good and can't be delivered to Prince Fu?"
As Murong Shan spoke, her pretty eyes suddenly widened: "Husband, you don't mean to say where these grains are among the vassals, do you? The vassal kings' motives for secretly collecting grains are self-evident!"
Liu Mingzhi nodded solemnly.
"But this is just my husband's guess. There may not be a good harvest!"
"The field bird in Thirty-one Mansion doesn't have much food in its belly, and there are also a lot of sundries. Maybe it's because it really thinks too much about its husband."
"After all, if there is a good harvest, given the nature of field birds, the grains of rice and wheat scattered in the ground will be enough for them to eat."
"Maybe it's really just a coincidence!"
Hearing her husband's uncertain tone, the two women looked at each other silently and said nothing.
They knew in their hearts that their husband must also be full of questions, and speaking at this time could easily disrupt his thoughts.
"That's all. If there is really a problem, it's impossible for my husband to be the only one who finds something is wrong. After all, there are so many old foxes in the court who didn't say anything, so my husband won't bother!"
Young Master Liu sighed and folded up the map. Maybe he was really suspicious.
Seeing that their husband planned to put this matter behind them, the two women also breathed a sigh of relief silently. The worry between their eyebrows relaxed, and they looked at each other silently. The two women gently caressed their swollen bellies, one with lotus roots on the left and the other on the right.
He put his arm around Mr. Liu's arm.
"Husband, do you want a son or a daughter?"
"Yes, sister Shan'er is right. Look, the sisters have only given birth to three sons for you, but you already have five daughters. Isn't it a bit overwhelming?"
"If we sisters have another daughter soon, our family will have too few boys."
Liu Mingzhi looked at the two sisters with a chuckle: "There's nothing you can do about it. Having a son and a daughter as a husband doesn't count. It depends on your stomach whether you can live up to the expectations or not."
"However, you two must not have any psychological burden. If you have a son or a daughter and you are a husband, you will be treated equally."
"Whether it's a son or a daughter, they are all the children of the husband, and there is no distinction between them."
"The idea of preferring boys over girls will never appear in our Liu family."
Hearing their husband's eloquent words, the two women's hearts were completely relieved.
Also, with the way my husband dotes on Yiyi and Yaoyao and their sisters, there is actually nothing wrong with having a daughter.
Anyway, I will still be young and have many opportunities in the future. I just want my son to cook more porridge for my husband.
No matter how big the deal is, there is nothing to worry about.
"If my husband says so, I will give birth boldly. If you don't like having a daughter, you can never sleep in my room."
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Young Master Liu, who had a slight smile on his face, became serious when he heard the voice from under the eaves outside the study room.
"Sister Ya, Shan'er, you go back first, my husband has some things to deal with!"
Not only Young Master Liu heard the chirping, but Qi Ya and Murong Shan, both of whom were experts in hearing and seeing, naturally heard it clearly.
Realizing that something was wrong with the look on their husband's face, the two women didn't say anything. They nodded silently and walked lightly towards the door.
After the two girls left, Mr. Liu poured two cups of tea and placed them on the table and opened the window.
"Second brother, come in!"
As soon as Young Master Liu finished speaking, Ling Yang, who was dressed in a jet-black outfit, fluttered down into the window and looked at Young Master Liu with an indifferent face.
Young Master Liu looked at Ling Yang uncomfortably. After his uncle Ling Daoming passed away, Ling Yang's character became colder and colder.
In the past, he acted like he would not let strangers in, but now when he saw Ling Yang, he felt a chill running through his body.
Those who knew it was a person, but those who didn’t knew it thought it was a human-shaped ice cube.
Ling Yang looked at the two cups of tea on the table without being polite, took one cup and drank it in one gulp, then sat on a chair beside him and took out a piece of paper from his arms and gently threw it to Young Master Liu.
"intelligence!"
With these two extremely brief words, Ling Yang sat on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
Young Master Liu looked at Ling Yang tangledly. The relevant department had a director like Ling Yang, and he was afraid that in the future, the relevant department of Ling Yang would be more suitable than the relevant department of Qinglong Suzaku and the four of them for the business of murder and smuggling.
Young Master Liu had no doubt that even if he ordered Ling Yang to deal with a newborn baby, this big ice cube would not show mercy at all.
Young Master Liu considered whether he should discuss with Wei'er and find a wife for Ling Yang, an older leftover man, and use the hot temperature of love to warm this big ice cube's heart.
Shaking his head helplessly, Mr. Liu sat on the chair and opened the note and read it.
Looking at the content on the note, Young Master Liu, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up and looked at the seven characters on the note with a confused expression.
The White Lotus Sect reappears as the Great Dragon.
Young Master Liu shook his head in disbelief and took a closer look at these seven characters.
Young Master Liu took a breath and looked at Ling Yang in surprise.
"Second brother, can you tell me what this means? The White Lotus Sect reappears the dragon."
"Are you sure you didn't just write a random note to amuse my brother? Here I am, White Lotus Sect. You and Weier are the Holy Son of the White Lotus Sect and the Holy Girl of the White Lotus Sect."
"My uncle is the leader of the cult. He committed suicide many years ago. It is said that Duke Li Yugang is still imprisoned in the clan mansion."
"Ninth Elder Shan'er, First Elder Sister Ya, and Lian'er, one of the sword-wielding maids, you are all by my side, and all the leaders are in front of me. You told me that the White Lotus Sect has reappeared in Jiangnan, are you sure you are not joking?"
Ling Yang looked at Young Master Liu indifferently: "It's not Jiangnan, it's Dalong!"
Young Master Liu frowned: "What do you mean? Is there any difference?"
"The difference is huge. My father's White Lotus sect is nothing compared to this White Lotus sect."
"What's the meaning?"
"There are so many experts, so many people are powerful, and there is no sign of becoming an enemy of the imperial court for the time being."
"It is still unclear what their purpose is and it is under investigation."
Mr. Liu sat heavily on the chair, looking at the note in his hand and rubbing his forehead.
"This is a group of heavenly soldiers and generals who jumped out of nowhere!"