But then again, Lihua continued: "Where do you get so much meat? He has an idea. Can I please hear it?"
Wu Xue's ears perked up completely, and she was very interested.
Why did Lihua tell Wu Xue her difficulties like this, and tell him why she did what she did?
During those confinement years, Lihua and Wu Xue got along more often, and their relationship became deeper and deeper. She treated her like a human being and did not deprive her of her right to know because of whether Wu Xue wanted the big cat, otherwise the big cat would be sad.
Wu Xue wagged his tail, indicating that he understood. This was the first time he had been exposed to such a thing. He didn't need to pay attention to it in Cangchen Palace before. When the time came, he would naturally have meat to eat, so he was good at buying wormwood.
Although the cat's brain is not clear about the red flag, it feels very fresh. So he squatted next to the pear blossom and listened very seriously. The cat's brain seemed to have been washed, and it felt very reasonable.
It must have been an eye-opener for Yu Chi Gong to be there. His little thief and Wu Xue settled the accounts like a conspiracy. No matter how you look at it, it would be funny. Bu Nao's calculations would make him unable to laugh.
Regarding whether to confirm the amount, Lihua even asked Zhichun to take out the abacus, slap it, and write on a pile of paper.
Before stuffing it into the envelope, she hesitated for a moment and wrote another line before closing the pen.
Finally, let the ink dry and let Wu Xue take it to his master who often stays up late at night.
In Cangchen Hall, Yu Chigong saw Wu Xue coming in from the corner of his eye, but he didn't take it seriously and continued to concentrate on handling political affairs.
Wu Xue spent most of those days in Tingliyuan, and it was not unusual for him to come over occasionally.
But when he heard Wu Xue's rare call when he was dealing with political affairs, Yuchi Gong felt something strange.
He looked up and saw a letter hanging on Wu Xue's neck.
Originally, Lihua wanted to let Wu Xue carry it away, but thinking about the evil nature of the evildoer, she was afraid that Wu Xue would be disgusted by her saliva, so she finally decided to hang it instead.
At that moment, Yuchi Gong had a thought in his mind and knew that news about the little thief had come.
When he picked up Dong's letter, he pinched the thick envelope and couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth, feeling very satisfied.
He thought to himself that the little thief must miss him very much to write such a thick letter.
I wonder if she expressed a lot of love and longing for her, maybe telling him that the time limit of a few months has come and he can see her.
Thinking of this, Yuchi Gong's heart warmed up, and he felt so good that Dong touched Wu Xue's leg and praised him.
But when he opened the letter, he read the first page.
Yuchi Gong's teeth were itching, that hateful little thief, he spent every month thinking about her in vain. He wanted to go to Tingliyuan countless times but thought of agreeing to her promise, so he restrained himself all his life.
He didn't know what she wanted to do after asking for months, and whether contacting her would ruin her career.
Only by concentrating on dealing with political affairs every month can I suppress myself from missing her.
There was no news about the little thief. It was only through asking people to pay attention that he found out a little bit about her. It was as if he and her had lost contact.
Ru Ming finally waited for her letter, but the letter actually asked him to pay for it because she could no longer afford Wu Xue.
Yu Chigong continued to turn the pages, and his face darkened every time he scanned a page.
The letter clearly states the price, how much silver it costs to raise Wuxue every month, where it goes, and how the price of meat outside the Ming Palace changes.
Furthermore, the geometry of her income and expenses, and where her expenses are, are specially drawn with charts to show them clearly at a glance.
She even made a clear plan on how she planned to raise Wuxue, and she was able to raise Wuxue until she was fat and strong, with shiny and smooth fur.
Those descriptions took up many pages and were well written, but the little thief didn't express her thoughts in a single sentence. They all showed him that she urgently needs real gold, red and silver, and pay attention to whether real gold, red and silver can support Wu Xue.
Yu Chigong's face became darker and darker. The little thief wrote with clear logic and calculated the numbers perfectly. He wrote it better than the budget prepared by the Ministry of Household Affairs. He didn't want to take up a post in the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Is Lihua written according to the ideas of modern project cases, but is it not clear?
Yuchi Gong Ke Bu Sheng, he felt ridiculous!
The little thief is really disgusting!
If someone were there, he would definitely teach the little thief what is important!
When he turned to the last page, Yu Chigong saw that Lihua had written that she was willing to bear one-tenth of the expenses, and with Xiandong's palace status, she could afford one-tenth of Wuxue's expenses. Could she be able to bear more in the future?
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His expression couldn't help but soften, thinking that the little thief finally had some conscience.
But then I thought about it, that's right, that little thief is really hateful!
Doesn't that clearly imply that it's time for him to fulfill her position as Zhaoyi? Doesn't that mean that he can take on more responsibility in the future?
Yuchi smiled angrily and glanced at Wu Xue, asking the little thief to reach out to him to ask for money. Wu Xue was very capable, and it all depended on who was the principal culprit and who was not the accessory.
He intuitively felt that neither the man nor the cat could escape Gangjie, but the thief must be the mastermind, and Wu Xue must also know.
Yu Chigong saw with his own eyes that Lihua deceived Wu Xue so much that he couldn't find Bei, and he was very hopeless. He would be the thief of stolen goods!
Wu Xue shrank his ears, keenly feeling the ups and downs of his master's emotions. He crouched beside him and didn't dare to move, looking extremely innocent.
Yuchi Gong got straight to the point: "Do I know what she wrote?"
Wu Xue lowered her furry head and let out a soft "meow" to acknowledge, not daring to make a loud noise, looking very guilty.
Yuchi Gong understood. As he guessed, one man and one cat formed a gang.
He tapped the letter paper in his lap and asked again: "That's all you wrote?"
Wu Xue's furry head almost dropped to the ground. Its owner was very unhappy, but it didn't know why.
It is illiterate, and its master asked that question, but according to Wu Xue's understanding, it was difficult to answer.
Yuchi Gong flipped through the paper again and found that he couldn't agree with what he read, so he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
That little thief always made him so angry that he couldn't do anything about her.
He had indeed neglected those trivial matters, but she would have mentioned them to show his negligence.
This matter is really not surprising to Yu Chigong. He has someone to take care of his monthly meals, clothing and other daily affairs. In the past, he never had to take care of the affairs of the harem, and could just leave it to the Queen Mother.
After the assassination in Jinghong Hall, he sent Wu Xue to Tingliyuan immediately, hoping to have more bonds with the thief so that people would miss him.
At the same time, Wu Xue has a keen sense of smell and can identify poisons and cut off hostility. Her force value is high, allowing Wu Xue to go over and protect some people.
He had thought of everything, except the question of whether he could afford to raise pear flowers.
Yuchi Gong accepted his fate and called Zhang Defa in, and ordered someone to secretly go to the imperial kitchen. After that, all the withdrawals from Tingliyuan were made from his private treasury.
After giving those instructions, he raised his eyes and said calmly: "I can't think of those things. Could it be that I can't think of them either?"
Zhang Defa's scalp went numb, he fell to his knees and went to accuse him.
His heart was full of shock, oh, long live him, had he thought of it? He had never thought that Wu Meiren would be an exception to that extent!
Wu Xue relaxed a little beside him, feeling that his master's storm had passed.
Yuchi Gong withdrew his gaze and said quietly: "Go and do it."