The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Pei Wanyue couldn't look down on her mother as she looked down upon her.

Obviously she is very good herself. In the past few days at Gulan Academy, her husband praised her for being sensible and clever. If it weren't for the mother's unwillingness to get her to the Royal Academy, how could she be so embarrassed to find a way? !

"Don't worry about this, mother. In short... the person who took the jade to the academy is not me, that's enough!" After that, Pei Wanyue went out with a cold face.

Lu Shi was so angry that he dared not speak loudly.

This jade is not the only one, and no one can say that people who use the jade of the Xie family have a shameful way of obtaining jade.

But outsiders don’t understand, can they still not count in their own family?

This girl, once she really went to the Royal Academy, she would have no chance with this Xie family!

Lu Shi had no bottom in his heart. Seeing that his daughter didn't understand his painstaking efforts, he felt uncomfortable.

At this moment, Xie Qiao took his "homework" seriously.

The texts from this state are not very well translated. She can understand this completely because there are many businessmen from various countries in Shifang Town. She is well-known in that generation and it is not difficult to find a master to study.

This book mainly talks about the horse breeding techniques from the state to the country, which is quite comprehensive.

As it was written, a pigeon landed in the yard.

Chun'er hugged the pigeon, Xie Qiao opened the note on his leg and took a look.

Can't help but smile with satisfaction.

Her shop is done.

The location of the shop is also very good. On the East Main Street, this place is difficult to buy.

Qian Yuanguo officials were not allowed to do business, but they could not be killed with one shot. This was repeatedly prohibited, and many policies were relaxed.

For example, Xie Niushan is an official, and his wife is a merchant. According to normal circumstances, it is inevitable to bring some dowry. This dowry shop will always continue to operate.

In this case, registration is required, and the government's auditing of accounts will be more stringent.

The salt and iron business is prohibited.

The business of gold, silver, jade and Qianlou pawnshop tea is also more sensitive. To operate, the "history" of the shop must be checked. Simply put, the source of the shop must be clean and the scale must be restricted.

Shops like Xie Qiao opened are not part of the people’s livelihood, and their sensitivity is zero.

Opening a shop is a matter of business. Whether she can be healthy or not depends on this little handwork.

Xie Qiao suddenly remembered the ugly and rotten ghost he had collected before, and at this moment people were still sealed in the magical artifact by her.

My eldest brother’s case has been bad for several days, and I don’t know if there is a clue, but she has provided all the clues she can provide. If she can’t solve it, she can only forcibly send the ghost of Mei Ziwu to reincarnation, although Less merit, but better than nothing!

Xie Qiao thought of the case, and Xie Pinggang came to the academy to look for her the next afternoon.

The gaze looking at her was weird.

"Do you really know the murderer?" Xie Pinggang said as soon as he saw Xie Qiao.

Xie Qiao's eyes lit up: "Brother, have you caught the murderer?"

"It's almost there." Xie Pinggang felt complicated. "You really calculated the characteristics you told me? Why don't I believe it?"

What did Xie Qiao say at the time?

Let him find a woman in her 40s or 50s who is still charming, but also has moles and is particularly fragrant!

Later, when investigating the case, there was really no clue, so he simply followed this direction to investigate.

It really made him find someone!

Mei Ziwu was a bit lustful. When she went to a private meeting with a girl from Yiliang's family, a woman passed by nearby.

Because of the woman's special identity and unusual temperament, the people on that street have some impressions!