Lihua's eyes turned cold and she smiled brightly. Her good cousin, after talking so much nonsense, actually got to the point!
Even if the Wu family no longer likes Zhou Yuzhen's family because of Lihua, they still need to do enough New Year's etiquette for the world to see, so as not to appear too cool and be poked in the spine.
The Zhou family is Mrs. Wu's natal family, and they are very close relatives that cannot be severed from each other.
The Wu family treated the Zhou family coldly because of Lihua. This time Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Yuzhen came to Beijing. They were not arranged to live in the Wu family, nor did they meet formally. They may still be gossiped about.
If the Wu family has done this for her, then it is impossible for Lihua to ignore the reputation of the Wu family.
This is why Lihua only scares Zhou Yuzhen.
The Zhou family may not want their reputation, but the Wu family cannot, lest it become the last straw for future disaster.
The smile on Lihua's face gradually widened, and she looked at Zhou Yuzhen evilly without saying anything, with an overwhelming aura around her.
Zhou Yuzhen was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat, her hair stood on end, and a strong sense of crisis arose in her heart. She took a step back suddenly and was so oppressed that she did not dare to look directly.
Lihua sneered and returned to her original appearance in an instant, as if it was an illusion.
She said coolly: "I don't understand what my cousin said, whether to let her go or not. As long as my cousin follows the rules and lives a good life, and don't think about so many things, I will naturally not kill my family out of necessity, let alone us.
They are cousins, and we should take care of each other in the palace, what do you think?"
Zhou Yuzhen's body relaxed, and the trembling feeling disappeared.
She understood Lihua's words. As long as she was safe and sound, nothing would be done to her, but those words were so irritating. It was as if she had committed a serious crime by exterminating relatives for the sake of justice.
Although Zhou Yuzhen was very angry, she still nodded quickly and agreed: "Yes, my cousin said that. Then...then can we be considered reconciled?"
These words did not make Lihua vomit: "Cousin, I think too much. We are still the same as before. We have not changed for the worse, so there is no need to reconcile." We are just as bad as ever.
Looking up at the sky, Lihua lost her patience and chased away the guests with a smile: "There is not much time for lunch break, so I won't keep my cousin, and I won't see her off."
Zhou Yuzhen quickly squeezed out a smile to say goodbye. When Lihua closed the door, she dug her fingertips into the palm of her hand and strode away with humiliation all over her body.
After Lihua went in, she reluctantly picked up the two books again. Zhou Yuzhen wasted a lot of time on them, and it was no longer enough to get things done.
Lihua had no choice but to change her plan and prepare to go to Eunuch Zeng to try to sweeten the relationship. She gave the book to Eunuch Zeng and asked him to help return it. He was the guarantee in the first place and he would not cheat her in this matter.
As for borrowing books, we’ll talk about it later.
She walked out of the small hall, opened the door, and saw Nanny Qin raising her hand and about to knock on the door.
Lihua:……
Why is it so difficult to go out for a trip...
Lihua was speechless for a moment, then acted as usual for a moment, smiling and saluting: "Mother Qin is well."
Aunt Qin looked at the book she was holding, her eyes flashed, and she said with a smile: "Master Wu, how are you? I'm here to bother you because I have something to do with you."
Lihua smiled and said: "Mom is joking, what are you talking about? If you can come to Pengpi Shenghui, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"
Without asking what the matter was, he made a gesture of invitation, opened the door and welcomed Nanny Qin in.
Nanny Qin secretly admired that she was indeed able to keep her composure, but she didn’t say what it was.
Instead, as he walked in, he expressed concern: "I have long wanted to come and see Mr. Wu. I have just finished dealing with the matters at hand, so I came over to see if Mr. Wu is still used to everything?
There is a huge amount of information hidden in one sentence. First, I have wanted to see her for a long time. Aunt Qin has been paying attention to her?
Secondly, Nanny Qin has just finished handling the matter at hand. What matter does it have to do with her that she came here?
Thirdly, when you come to see her for something, is it related to what you just dealt with, or is it something good or bad?
In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Lihua's mind, but her face did not show any of them. It will definitely not be easy for Nanny Qin to come, so it is best to stand still.
She responded with a smile: "Everything is fine. Shang Gong Bureau's arrangements are thoughtful and attentive. We are living very comfortably..."
The two chattered into the small house and officially started a contest.
Inside Cangchen Hall.
A minister reported to the court: "Long live my Lord, I have personally counted the account books handed over, which total ten years and six months. Among them are salary silver, military merit reward silver, appeasement silver, weapons and equipment expenses, horse levy fees, etc.
The books are divided into categories and recorded in detail by year and month. For each missing account book, someone has been sent to the Ministry of War to make up for it. Please take a look."
After finishing speaking, ask someone to hand over the book in their hands.
Yuchi Gong was a little surprised: "So fast?"
You must know that there are as many account books as a small mountain in ten years. It only takes a whole morning to count them out and record them so quickly. It is extremely efficient.
The minister said: "We are used to doing these things in the household department, so they are nothing."
Yuchi Gong nodded, picked up the book and opened it. He noticed something unusual at a glance: "What kind of pen is used for this?"
The strokes written are very thin and clear, and they must not be written with a brush.
The minister hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "My words to the long live master are a kind of charcoal pen made by my daughter. It can write quickly without grinding and drying the ink. If you make a mistake, you can erase it. I was just doing it for convenience, but I also wanted to make it earlier.
I am reporting this to you. I will not be able to write it down in the future, so please forgive me.”
The minister was a little uneasy. Before using charcoal in the past, his youngest daughter specifically told him that it was fine for drafting. If he was writing a formal document, he had to copy it with ink again for fear of being tampered with and the discoloration of the words after a long time.
It’s shallow and looks formal.
He was in a hurry and neglected it...
Yu Chigong wiped the words on his head with his hand and praised: "Excellent, Wu Aiqing's deal is good, give it to me to try." He asked for it without any politeness.
Wu Dingbang breathed a sigh of relief and agreed.
Yuchi Gong unfolded the entire notebook, and his pupils dilated a bit for a moment. The notebook was made of one page folded.
It is very large when unfolded. The form of recording on it is completely different from the ordinary writing habits of memorials. It has never been seen before. It is composed of rows and columns of grids of the same size.
At the top is a line of words, including salary, military merit, merchant silver, etc., one by one, and on the right is a column of years and months, with various numbers written in the middle grid, and occasionally some are empty.
"Long live my Lord, sir..." Wu Dingbang was about to say what to think.
Yuchi Gong raised his hand to stop him. He read it carefully and soon realized the subtlety.
He was a little excited, and directly waved Wu Dingbang forward, pointing to the form: "The number at the intersection of the rows is the number of books for a certain branch in a certain year and month. The empty ones are the missing account books, like here,
The food and grass booklet was missing in March of the year before last?"
Wu Dingbang nodded respectfully: "Exactly, that's how it looks on this table. Long Live Lord is so intelligent that I admire you."
When he first saw such a form in his youngest daughter's room, it looked strange and he was not used to it. He studied it for a long time and had to explain it to his youngest daughter before he fully understood how to use it. However, the emperor only read it once, and he didn't know how to use it.