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Chapter 891 I Don’t Know Spring (21)

Xue Ling sighed softly, thinking that Li Jingsi had a great official spectrum, and it was normal to forget when Sophora japonica blooms. I was born without paying attention to when this thing blooms. People just move forward, so why do they just go there every day? Look back.

The coachman outside was still talking about it, saying that the young man in the Heyuan Garden was not followed today, the girl is a girl after all, she walked to Li's mansion alone, and it was rumored that it was a plum in the melon field, and she was left in an ordinary house, so what happened.

She squinted her eyes halfway, still leaning against the car window, neither answering nor telling anyone to shut up.It's so funny to have such an idiot gossiping, talking about big things like sesame millet, but his tone is like the sky is falling.

Xue Ming once asked, this person is stupid, why should he keep it.

There is nothing wrong with being stupid, only in front of a fool, the string that is stretched day by day can be relaxed for a moment, like a painstaking emperor, raising two flatterers who can only sing praises.

In order to make the show more real, Xue Ling did not forget to send someone to talk to Yi Bai when he returned to Heyuan, saying that there is nothing serious about Shen Yuanzhou, so don't take it to heart.

A few days passed in a flash, and the importance was not known until people were not around.A few days after Xue Ming left Beijing, the courtyard became more and more boring.He was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat, and he was in a hurry when he came to give a general account in the evening.

Xue Ling had prepared some arguments, similar to the fact that boats are used for drought, and cars are used for water. Now that there is turmoil in all parties, it is reasonable to prepare food.However, Hanyan never asked why the rice and noodles were exchanged in the accounts, and who sent the salt and iron.

It's okay not to ask, save the saliva.

In the afternoon of the [-]th, she was already packing up her things, and planned to go to the Yinfo Temple to burn incense for Old Li in the afternoon, stay here in the evening, and go directly to Huo Yunwan's place the next day.

The weather has been fine these days, and the flowers in the garden are still fragrant.The news spread more and more, Yuanding was still not broken, but the war was miserable day by day.The first batch of soldiers made all the books and rushed to Yuanding. The soldiers transferred from the northwest also marched to Yuanding.

Wei Lang wanted to use more people to win against fewer people, so that he would be trapped in death.The Tian family is orthodox, with support from all over the world, and there is no shortage of money and food.As a traitor, Huang Chengyu was trapped in the isolated city, if the troops from other parts of the Huang family could not come to rescue, the city would be destroyed sooner or later.

As for Ancheng documents, the Hu people were fierce, and Shen Yuanzhou intended to retreat to Wuzhou.All of this was expected, but Yibai just passed on the word, and didn't discuss it with Xue Ling in person, maybe he planned to wait until she met Huo Yunwan before speaking.

Another thing is the burial of Empress Dowager Zhaoshu, which is miserable to say the least.There is an old saying that it is safe to be buried in the soil, but seeing that half of February is over, it will be the anniversary of Emperor Liang Cheng's death in a few days.Civil and military discussions, Empress Dowager Zhaoshu is going to enter the emperor's mausoleum, why not just wait two more days, and then open the underground palace on the death day, and send the empress dowager and the late emperor back together.

Based on this calculation, the Empress Dowager Zhaoshu will have to lie in the ice coffin for several days, thanks to the fact that it is not midsummer.Wei Lang didn't know what he thought of this proposal, but since Si Tianjian calculated the exact number of days last time, it was obvious that the emperor relied heavily on Si Tianjian.

It is a sign of great auspiciousness to open the hexagram and ask the evil.Xue Ling laughed when he heard it. After all, when Emperor Liang Cheng died, it must be a good day, otherwise how can we make up this story.It's not a big deal when Wei Lang buried his mother, that's all.

In addition to the ingots folded out these days, I added incense paper money to fill the basket to the brim.Picking it up and shaking it, Xue Ling took out another stack of papers from the grid.It turned out that she was ingenious and searched for some prescriptions.

If this thing is said to be worth money, then it is worth money; if it is said to be worthless, it is actually just a few pieces of paper.Old Litou was still alive, and he always wanted other people's prescriptions, so he burned them, and saved his heart from spoiling things.

Stuffing things in and covering the lid, I expected to set off at the end of Shen Shi, but it was not halfway through, Xue Ling thought about lying down again, the bed in the temple was hard, although he didn't dislike it, he was unhappy after all.

The person in this compartment lost his strength and was about to fall on the bed when someone from the bottom came to pass that there was a Mr. Zhang Chu and Zhang who was begging to see Miss Lu.Xue Ling straightened up and sat up, not knowing who Mr. Zhang was or who Miss Lu was, and said with drooping eyelids: "To find Miss Lu, go to someone surnamed Lu, and Mr. Zhang to someone surnamed Zhang. "

The maid didn't feel any embarrassment at all, she chuckled and urged to hurry up, saying that Mr. Bai had explained it.Xue Ling had no choice but to stand up and run out, saying that he should not delay to go to Lao Li's grave.

After leaving her courtyard, she went to the flower hall where guests were treated in Heyuan Garden, she took a look first, but she still didn't recognize who was sitting there, but she remembered that this "Miss Lu" was definitely her.Presumably, at some point when his status was inconvenient, he borrowed Uncle Ru's surname.But just a few times, the most dangerous one was calling himself Lu Luo at Huo Yunyang in Ningcheng.

She couldn't help but wondered for a moment, no matter what, people from Ningcheng would not find Heyuan.After straightening his clothes, Xue Ling stepped inside, bowed slightly to salute, and said neatly: "I haven't asked yet, which Mr. Zhang is it, I think you look familiar, but I can't remember."

Mr. Zhang looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, it is Miss Lu. Next, Zhang Chu, the shopkeeper of Yongsheng Casino, is here today to deliver last month's regular silver."

During the conversation, he opened the box on the table, and motioned to Xue Ling: "The current accounts, profit and loss, income and expenditure are all here, please have a look at the girl."

Xue Ling looked at the things inside, and then at the person, and then remembered that there was such a thing. This person was the Mr. Zhang she met at Yongsheng Casino after Lao Litou was buried.

She smiled: "I remember, it's really weird, what do you mean by sending this thing to me?"

Zhang Fuchu was a little puzzled, looked at the box, then looked back at Xue Ling and said, "Miss Lu is now the owner of Yongsheng, so if this thing is not delivered to the girl, where should I send it?"

"I'm the master?" Xue Ling snorted, thought for a while, guessed that it was related to Su Yuru, stepped forward to put away the box and said, "Got it, you said I am me, let's go, don't delay me Kowtow."

Zhang Fuchu was a little confused, so he lowered his head and said, "But, is there anything that offends the girl?"

Only then did Xue Ling see clearly that the top of the box was the ledger, while the bottom was a stack of bank notes, each of which was worth a lot of money. It seemed that the gambling house was really a lucrative business.

She hasn't figured out the relationship inside yet, she just wants to get the person away quickly, and urged: "No, no, today is the birthday of one of my uncles, so I hurried to seek friendship with Hades. Go back to guard your place, I'm going to find you if something happens."

Hua Luo grabbed a handful of banknotes from the bottom of the box, handed them to Zhang Chuchu and said, "Oh, should I reward you with some silver and praise you for your neat work?"

Zhang Fu and Chu are considered capable men, so they accepted the silver ticket with a smile, bowed and said: "Thank you for your reward, miss."

Xue Ling hurriedly urged the servant girl to send him out, and the two of them could only see each other for a moment.People don't want to make trouble with money, she carried the box back to the house, and counted it intimately, but she still couldn't understand how Yongsheng's account came to her.

After thinking about it, he suddenly remembered the bequest given by Su's mansion. After rummaging through the box, he finally picked it out from the corner of the table. He couldn't wait to go back to the back room and open it. It turned out to be something related to Yongsheng.The house deed, the land deed and the personal deed are all in it in previous years.Could it be that Su Yuru left it for him?

She scrolled down in doubt, wondering what this thing was for.It can't be that Su Yuru thanked himself for sparing Su Yuanheng's life, but it doesn't have to be.With that woman's thinking, she definitely knew that she would not risk moving the entire Su family, so as not to arouse Shen Yuanzhou's vigilance.

She took out all the papers in those notebooks, leaving only a piece of gold-painted paper at the bottom, which was still about two inches wide, just like the box she got when she first left Su's residence at the end of the previous year.

Xue Ling paused for a moment, nervously picked up the paper, and opened it carefully. It was still the same as the previous year, with only a few numbers. What was written was: Even if you have a good hand, how long can you win?
Xue Ling pinched and pinched the paper with his fingers, breathing more and more urgently.Suddenly the paper left her hand, she turned around and rushed to the table in the outer room, lifted the lid of the basket with one hand, and poured out the contents, several prescriptions scattered and fluttered one after another.

Stepping on it, the folded ingots collapsed in an instant, and the few gold-painted papers were crushed several times under the soles of the feet.After all, it didn't reach Lao Litou's grave.

Going from Heyuan Garden again, what I brought with me was nothing more than a stack of ordinary yellow paper.

(End of this chapter)