Chapter 242 Ledger
Sometimes you can't hide your desire to stab someone, even if she is a very cute person who seems to be lacking maternal love just like you!
Su Gui's face was livid with anger, and he looked at the culprit's father with teeth itching with hatred: "Su Junyao!"

"What's wrong?" Su Junyao raised his eyelids lightly and handed the water to the bedside, "Wash your face?"

Su Gui was so angry that he picked up a handful of water and poured it on his face. He washed his face several times before giving up. His hair was stained with water drops, and his delicate and pale side face was flushed with a faint blush. He didn't know whether it was from anger or rubbing.

"Why didn't you tell me that she drools while sleeping!"

As he fell asleep, he felt his chest sink, and a suffocating feeling lingered throughout his body. It wasn't until his face was hit by a heavy object and suspicious water dripped down that he finally woke up.

Then he found his new niece straddling him with her head on the left side of his face. This is not the most irritating thing, the most irritating thing is that she drools!

"Not particular!"

"Dirty little pig!"

"So irritating!"

Su Junyao didn't dare to refute a word, and gave Jiujiu a look that was asking for blessings. I haven't heard that this little kid drools when he sleeps at night.

Jiujiu slept like a chicken coop, with two little Jiujiu drooping one after the other. She sat on the bed with a sleepy face, unaware of her cousin's anger.

She pursed her lips and was so hungry.

Children eat small meals frequently and often have to get up in the middle of the night to drink milk. During this period of time, Yuan Mu had been taking care of her, so the two grown men had no idea that Jiujiu would be hungry at night. She feels aggrieved, okay?
"Hungry."

Su Gui glanced at her, "You've already eaten people and you're still hungry?"

Jiujiu glanced at him, then slowly moved over and put his arms around Su Gui's waist, saying softly and coquettishly: "Su, Diudiu, oh."

Su Gui stared at Jiu Jiu, his round face was harmless and cute. Su Gui, who has not had contact with outsiders for many years, only felt a knowing blow. Suddenly I felt that my idea was particularly dangerous.

He raised his hand to give himself a mouth, sober up!
Su Junyao suddenly felt awe of Su Gui. This person was one of the rare people who could resist the charm of tweets.

Jiu Jiu looked at her cousin who suddenly went crazy and slapped her mouth with confusion. She stood up by his shoulders and reached out to rub Su Gui's face. She puffed up her face and said to him: "It doesn't... hurt, huh~hu~"

The saliva sprayed unconsciously. Jiujiu already knew that her cousin didn't like other people's faces covered with saliva, so Qing Mimi touched him and wiped him clean with her hands. Su Gui's body remained stiff and did not move during the whole process, so Jiujiu thought that no one noticed his movements. He breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Su Gui's clean face, felt happy and kissed him directly.

After the kiss, she was dumbfounded. She was drooling again.

Su Gui touched his face, pulled Jiujiu down, raised his hand and pressed it between her eyebrows, "Don't move any more."

Tweeted: [Oye, I didn’t get scolded. 】

Su Junyao: It’s over, this one has also fallen.

Originally, Su Gui was a good and evil person in Su Junyao's mind, but now he thinks he is a good person.

"Can you push me out? Houlan Street is my mother's dowry, and there is a tailor shop in it. Let's take Jiujiu to buy some clothes. Let's buy two more maids. It's not convenient for us to take care of her. A servant is also suitable. Two, Yuncheng is not safe."

Su Gui rambled on for a long time, all of which revolved around Tweeting. He was completely different from the one who was scheming to kill the Shao family yesterday.

"Hey, Su Junyao, are you listening to me?" Su Junyao pinched his eyebrows and became tired: "First of all, you have to call me cousin. Secondly, we can't go out yet."

He paused and grasped the key point of Su Gui's words: "You said Houlan Street is your mother's dowry?"

Su Hui was still obsessed with the regret of not being able to take Jiu Jiu out. He was listless when talking to Su Junyao. He couldn't even raise his head to look at him and concentrated on tying Jiu Jiu's pigtails. He said casually: "Well, in the past, the Su family's properties left in Yuncheng were shelved due to the Su family's infighting. Later, before my mother got married, my grandfather secretly added all these properties to her as a dowry."

But judging from Su Junyao's reaction, I'm afraid even his uncle's family didn't know about it.

He lifted the squeaky nest of Jiujiu and put it on his lap. Jiujiu sat down obediently with the clothes he held. After turning the wheelchair, he found a ledger and handed it to Su Junyao, "Here, it's a dowry shop."

The Shao family's motive for seeking marriage was impure and was briefly mentioned in his mother's essay, but one can imagine the difficulty of consolidating the property here. Maybe it was because the Shao family didn't want her to live in the first place, or maybe her behavior touched the interests of the Shao family, and they finally designed to trap and kill him.

Ever since he became literate, he has been thinking about whether he would not have been killed if his mother had not chosen to stay.

These things that the Shao family dreamed of were like a reminder to him. Now that he gave them to Su Junyao, he felt much lighter.

Su Junyao found it strange that the Hou family business had been accumulated for several generations and had countless branches. Therefore, the family property is registered in the register, and the dowries and betrothal gifts of the children in the family are recorded in the public account. There is no way that no one knows about so many shops and properties in Yuncheng, unless my aunt’s essay is fake!

In the spring of the seventeenth year of Wenhe's reign, there were twelve shops fronting Lan Street in Yuncheng, with an annual income of 34,000 taels of silver.

In the autumn of the nineteenth year of Wenhe, there were hundreds of gardens in Yuncheng, with an annual harvest of ten thousand taels of gold.

In the winter of the 20th year of Wenhe, Nanyu Prefecture in Chunzhou had an annual income of one hundred thousand taels of silver.
……

In the autumn of the 22nd year of Wenhe, Sifangcheng closed the Nian Trading Company, with an annual revenue of 30,000 taels of gold.

Su Gui was born in the summer of Wenhe's 23rd year, and the record ends half a year before his birth.

Su Junyao's finger didn't move when he pointed at the words "Autumn of the 22nd Year of Wenhe", his expression extremely ugly. Su Gui noticed something was wrong and came over with Jiu Jiu, "What's wrong?"

Su Junyao's voice was hoarse: "You said this is the profit account book of the dowry shop?"

"Is there a problem?" Su Gui felt uncomfortable with Su Junyao's eyes, "I have never seen what a ledger looks like."

Su Gui couldn't read the ledgers and didn't know what the income of a normal profitable shop should be. Su Junyao once served in the Ministry of Household Affairs, but it turned out to be fake if you look at it over the years! It's more like a ledger recording the Shao family's shameful income.

My aunt married into the Shao family and had been childless for many years. Why did she have a child at that time?
He tapped his fingers unconsciously. Su Gui's eyes fell on the last line and asked in confusion: "What happened this year?"

Su Junyao chuckled: "The late emperor reigned for twenty-one years, so where did the autumn of the twenty-second year come from? Your mother was probably put under house arrest as soon as she got married, so she knew nothing about the outside world."

Su Gui immediately understood the strangeness: "In addition to the death of the late emperor, other things must have happened this year that made the Shao family change their attitude towards my mother. This incident must be the key!"

Jiujiu tugged on the little Jiujiu on her head in a daze, and she felt that her scalp was protesting. His round eyes were pulled upwards, and his scalp felt tense and uncomfortable.

The raised eyes in the tweet are indescribably funny, but people are still raising their own questions: [Why is my aunt so powerful that she is put under house arrest? 】

[Shao, Shao... Shao wants to eat something! 】

(End of this chapter)

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