Prince, Don't Come Over

"Lord Yang, you can rest assured that Yujiao is a shrewd businessman. She also lets herself fly to the branches and become a Phoenix. She will never let the official silver drift outside."

Xu Zhixian, who had taken an oath from heaven, was sincere.

Magistrate Yang calmed down and knew that he was disturbed by Yan MuQing's sudden appearance. He glared at Xu Zhixian and angrily scolded: "since you are not sure if your woman has lost her mark, why don't you bring your daughter here to ask?"

If it's really from Xuzhi County, it's good to say that it's just that when it's transporting official silver, it accidentally falls outside.

But if they didn't go out from the county government, they would be in real trouble.

Yan MuQing gave the official bank to them, but he was only sparing himself. If this matter is serious enough to be known above, Yan MuQing's idea is not to protect himself, but to end them.

Xu Zhixian didn't dare to hesitate. In the morning, he overthrew his daughter to the Chaifang in the back yard of the government. He didn't dare to let anyone go because he was worried about magistrate Yang's face.

However, even if she was imprisoned in the Chaifang, with her powerful ability to manage the backyard, no one dared to treat her badly.

Cao Xi was lying on the bamboo couch with scarlet eyes, a red doll in her hand, and an embroidery needle in her other hand.

No one dares to disturb the angry young lady. In the wood room, even people dare not stay. They can only stand at the door of the room, waiting for Cao Xi's orders.

The servant didn't expect that the master, who was still angry in the morning, came to the Chaifang to invite the first lady before noon. He could not help but reevaluate the weight of the first lady in the master's heart.

This morning's farce, although the next world did not openly upload rumors, but should know all know, can't help but to this bad reputation of the young lady some see clearly.

Didn't you see that the master who always trusted the first lady was angry with her?

Who knows, the wind and fire turn in turn, the master should be in such a hurry to ask the first lady to go back, so amazing.

Listening to the old firewood door being pushed open, Cao Xi's embroidery needle suddenly plunges into the villain's head and looks at the person who suddenly rushes in.

"Father, your daughter has put shame on you. What else do you want to see your daughter do?"

Cao Xi words with a little complaint, but more is coquetry, originally lazy lying on the bamboo couch, she is in a hurry to get up and salute.

Xu Zhixian's brain is about to explode. He can't estimate his eldest daughter's mood. He pulls people and drags them outside.

"Well, forget about the morning business. You should think about it quickly. What's wrong with the silver you've leaked out of your hand these days."

Xuzhi County dare not say it clearly, but can only remind her daughter implicitly.

Cao Xi's mind is strange, and her brain turns fast, because she has been in touch with abacus since she was a child, and she is good at calculation. Over the years, her sensitivity to money has almost become instinct.

"Father, is there something wrong with the silver? Can't you? We haven't done anything illegal She is not tired of living, what's more, she is not short of money.

The Xu family is not short of money, but it does not mean that others are not short of money.

The official silver affair is not something that can be put on the surface. What is hidden is more curious. The maid who waited on her all the way straightened her ears and wanted to hear it.

They were very cautious. After a while, they both closed their mouths.

When a time bomb hits magistrate Yang and Xuzhi County, Yan MuQing feels relaxed and goes straight to the best restaurant in the county to meet his little wife.

Yue ziyue looks at Yan MuQing as if she is juggling. She takes out several pieces of silver ingots from her sleeve. She is surprised.

"It seems that Mrs. Ben hasn't given you any pocket money these days, has she? Where do you get the money? "

Originally, Yan MuQing, who was pleasantly surprised by his little wife's mention of pocket money, immediately withered when he saw his little wife's interesting questioning.

"Yue'er, I really didn't hide silver behind your back. Look at this silver. What's the difference?"

Yan MuQing pushes the silver ingot to Yue ziyue. Yue ziyue picks up the silver and bumps it. She doesn't find any difference. "Is this the silver you found from Uncle fan?"

These days, as long as there is time, Yan MuQing will go to the cellar to communicate with Mr. Fan. However, Mr. Fan is tied to a chair, his eyes are covered, and Yan MuQing doesn't speak, so he quietly accompanies Mr. Fan.

If you don't know that Yan MuQing is your husband, Yue ziyue will think whether Yan MuQing has any bad habits.

"Yue'er is smart. Although this is not the silver ingot of Uncle fan, it really has a relationship with ouxie of fan Jiayuan. These are all found from the old housekeeper of Fan family."

The truth is that money can push the devil. As the most promising grandson of the fan family, fan Deyuan's housekeeper is not poor. How can he not carry a few pieces of silver?

All these things on the table were taken from housekeeper fan's purse. "An old slave has official silver in his pocket. Yuer, do you think he is a fool?"Chu Fei lifted the old housekeeper's feet up, so that the old housekeeper couldn't make any effort. He easily pulled the man out of the dog hole.

Just as it happens, she is a spectator, climbing up the wall, just saw this scene.

Thanks to the fact that Chu's family and Xu Zhixian's family are just separated by two walls, otherwise they can't really add the wonderful pictures. But what about the silver?

The sunlight coming in from the window makes the private room very bright. The sunlight sprinkles on the silver treasure, casting a large shadow.

Shadow can naturally affect the color of silver ingot, but it should not be so bright, right?

"Lord Chu, is this silver adulterated?" Yue ziyue once heard from her father that silver can be counterfeited, and the skill of counterfeiting directly determines the weight of silver.

But there seems to be no difference in the weight of each piece of silver.

Yan MuQing cautiously takes the silver in his hand, wants to bite it, and dislikes that the silver is too dirty. He glances at Chu Fei who follows behind him.

"Come on, chufei, try to bite or not, and then go to the boss to borrow a steelyard. We'll weigh the weight and see if it's enough."

Chu Fei can't believe that his young master wants to ask him to bite the silver. He refuses!

"Young master, I don't have a good mouth. Why don't you smile and ask the waiter to show you the silver ingot Although he is a slave, but also a clean slave!

Yan MuQing coldly looked at Chu Fei, hooked the corner of his mouth, and said gently: "this young master is watching, you are more like a young master than this young master, or this young master will perform one for you, how about it?"

"How dare I?" Chu Fei shakes all over, and quickly puts the silver ingot into his mouth to bite it down. He almost doesn't break the front door teeth

Although there was a small tooth mark on the silver. "You see, young master? The silver is real. "