The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier.
Cui Yuan smiled so hard that his face froze: "Replying to Master Jiu, before the villain was bought by his wife, he was working as a steward in the former Minister of War...
What happened to his family? Wasn't it because he was involved in going to Qi State as a hostage... Yes, the villain has been wandering outside for many years.
What hardships have you not suffered? I almost starved to death several times. I thought this was the end of my life. Who would have thought that my wife would buy it?"
Gu Yilan smiled slightly: "Your wife was not very young at that time, right? The business had just started?"
Cui Yuan said perfunctorily.
A good steward cannot talk about the master's affairs at will.
Gu Yilan was not angry either, she stood up and touched the doorpost, sighing: "For some reason, I always feel that this Priest's Palace is more popular than when I lived there.
Even this pillar is glossier and cleaner than before. Have you repainted it?"
"No, it's just that someone wipes it every morning and evening."
Cui Yuan smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice: "My master has mysophobia. In order to make him happy, my wife will not miss any detail."
Gu Yilan stopped talking and looked at the rain outside the window in silence.
Cui Yuan stopped talking.
He knew that the former priest had an unfortunate marriage and was alone when he lived in the priest's palace.
If the former priest's wife wanted to see him, she would have to send someone over to invite her, or she would have to inform her in advance and get permission before she could come.
Under such circumstances, how could anyone care about whether he is a germophobe or whether he likes pillars to be polished shine?
It makes you like to run around everywhere instead of staying in your own room!
Are you feeling uncomfortable this time? I just want to make you speechless!
There was a noise outside.
Someone came in quickly and said, "Chief Steward, your Excellency is back!"
Cui Yuan hurriedly welcomed him out with a smile on his face.
Several lanterns floated over, and Gu Fenglin walked in quickly, surrounded by a group of people.
When he saw Gu Yilan, he was not surprised at all. He elegantly took off his cloak and handed it to Cui Yuan, saluting lightly: "Why is Uncle Nine visiting me late at night?"
"Jiang Yun will leave the day after tomorrow, and the new tax policy will also be promulgated the day after tomorrow. What do you think?"
Gu Yilan looked at Gu Fenglin quietly with some scrutiny.
Gu Fenglin and he were called uncle and nephew, but in fact they were not much younger than him.
When it comes to appearance, demeanor and intelligence, the two of them are actually equally matched.
The difference is that because he was not interested in worldly affairs in his early years, he seemed more cold and ruthless.
And Gu Fenglin, who has been wallowing in the secular world for many years, always has the gentle appearance of a humble gentleman.
He thought, maybe, gentle-looking men are more likeable?
Gu Fenglin noticed Gu Yilan's scrutiny, but he didn't care much. He took the tea from Cui Yuan and said with a smile: "Jiang Yun left and the New Deal was promulgated. Are the two related?"
Gu Yilan raised the corners of her lips and revealed a meaningful smile: "Maybe not. I thought you would catch up and kill Jiang Yun."
Gu Fenglin's expression remained unchanged: "Is Uncle Jiu planning to do this and then put the blame on me?"
The uncle and nephew looked at each other, and they both saw coldness and reluctance in each other's eyes.
"Alin, you are not the only smart person in this world. Whatever you think of, others will think of it too. Just take care of yourself."
Gu Yilan was the first to look away and stood up to leave: "Those people will not watch you succeed."