The crowds were flowing like a tide, and the hustle and bustle around her seemed to have nothing to do with her anymore. Shen Hua seemed to have stepped off the ground, and her body was falling straight down.
My back feels cold, but some things just can't stand the scrutiny.
She bit her lip tightly for a long time before she softly said, "Go back home."
The wheels roll on the ground, and Chenggui rides the horse.
Shen Hua leaned against Ying Wu, her hands tightly grasping the hem of Ying Wu's clothes, her expression in a daze.
"The lady at the shop in front said the hibiscus cake was delicious last time, but do you want to buy some more?"
The girl looked wilted and looked downcast.
When Ying Wu saw this, he just felt that something was wrong, but he didn't say anything else.
After returning to the Yangling Marquis Mansion, Shen Hua raised her eyes to look at the sky. No one knew what she was thinking about, and finally left towards Suiyuan without any hurry.
Before Ji Xin, the weeder, came up to say hello, the girl sat down at the threshold with ease.
Shen Hua held her chin sadly and stared at the deserted path.
This is her...complaining gesture.
Ying Wu left for a while and asked someone to go to Dali Temple to deliver the letter.
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Dali Temple.
The chief clerk was so busy that he couldn't spare any time even for drinking tea. It was with great difficulty that all the complaint files were sorted out, and then they were handed over to Cui Yun.
Jiang Zhao stood on one side and reported the prison case in a serious manner.
Cui Yun listened carefully, while his subordinates looked through the files they had just received.
After Jiang Zhao finished saying this, he said calmly: "The national treasury is empty, but the officials below are becoming more and more extravagant. In recent years, the officials have been able to use these people, so they just turn a blind eye and let them go. Feed these people’s appetites even bigger.”
Jiang Zhao hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "Is Dali Temple going to take action? Even if we can't catch them all, we can still kill the chickens to scare the monkeys and make these people restrain themselves."
Cui Yun lowered his eyes, but there was sarcasm in his mouth: "Controller?"
"How much is the salary of an official? I'm afraid it won't be even a fraction of the amount of corruption and bribery. The forces in the DPRK and China are intertwined, and these people have long been twisted into a rope. Who do you want to arrest?"
Apart from the old-fashioned ones at the Yushitai, there are still a few officials who are clean!
No matter how upright and upright you are, you may still be eroded by this unhealthy trend.
Jiang Zhaonong frowned, knowing that this was true.
Cui Yun: "The officials have never spoken, so why should Dali Temple be so prominent?"
After saying that, he reminded lightly: "Zou Wei has received the Holy Order, and I'm afraid he will attack the fourth prince this time. It's better not to fight for this limelight."
"Tonight, you two will go back later and work with me to -"
Before he finished speaking, he only heard two "knock-knock" sounds from outside. After a while, he came inside.
"Master."
Cui Yun raised his eyes with a worried expression: "Say."
"Letter from Ying Wu, Mrs. Shen looked through the autumn water at the entrance of Suiyuan. Something didn't feel right after she stepped out of the door."
It was clear that Cui Yun would be home late today, so he asked respectfully and considerately: "Do you want me to go back and take a look first?"
Cui Yun sat for a moment, not knowing what to think about.
Then, what was immediately clear was the harsh sound of a chair dragging the ground.
Cui Yun looked calm and walked out. He left a message to Jiang Zhao and Zhu Bo: "You have worked hard these days. Go back early today and we will discuss the remaining matters tomorrow."
Lord Bo watched them leave, changed his previous serious attitude, and immediately winked at Jiang Zhao.
He clicked his tongue: "It's still early at this time. Is he leaving now?"
"The first few sentences asked us to stay, but in a blink of an eye, we will discuss it tomorrow, and the opera changes its face even if it is not as good as an adult."
"But you didn't forget to take us with you when you escaped early. Now that you are in love, you look like a human being!"
In front of the gate of Suiyuan, Shen Hua was still sitting upright.
During this period, Cui Rong came for a walk.
She was as big as a brat and stopped in front of Shen Hua: "Are you waiting for my second uncle?"
Shen Hua ignored her.
Cui Rong put her hands on her hips: "A girl like you should be more reserved."
Shen Hua still ignored her.
But Cui Rong was used to it, and she didn't even notice anything was wrong.
"Hello."
"I advise you to treat me better in the future."
"Only in this way will I be willing to call you second aunt. Otherwise, even if my second uncle marries you, I will not approve it. Your life will not be easy if you marry me."
Shen Hua reacted. She slowly turned her head to look at Cui Rong.
She asked: "You've been punished by me again and again, why don't you learn a lesson, little brat?"
Cui Rong suddenly became as quiet as a chicken. She sat down next to the girl, melancholy imitating Shen Hua, holding her delicate face and looking straight into the distance.
Shen Hua then slowly turned her head back.
But soon, the little girl couldn't help but spoke again.
"I've been thinking about it these past few days, and I still don't understand what's so special about you that can win over my second uncle."
She started giving examples.
"Third Princess, do you know? She was born to Concubine Jing. In the early years, she chased my second uncle very closely. Even in the morning, she waited outside the palace just to take a look at my second uncle. This shows the deep love."
She looked at Shen Hua and said, "Although she can't compare to you in appearance, she can get into trouble and talk about my second uncle all day long. Even if there is any good thing, she will think of me. You still have to learn this. "If she hadn't married far away, everyone would have called her and my second uncle a golden boy."
She said this, but she felt that the third princess was not very good. She didn't match her appearance, her connotation, and there was nothing about her that matched her. She still pestered her second uncle all day long, which really made her tired.
Shen Hua... can at least lead her to kill everyone!
But she has a big heart, and she hopes that after hearing this, Shen Hua will share the treasures in the house with her!
Shen Hua frowned.
Cui Rong continued eloquently: "I'm not afraid to tell you. My second uncle is a master of painting."
"There was once a pair that was snatched away by the Seventh Prince. As soon as he got it, he said that the one with the highest price would get it."
"The money is soaring. Those girls in Shengjing are extremely wealthy. They ostensibly collect and appreciate paintings, but I don't know that they are using the paintings to remember the painters."
It's a pity that Cui Yun found out about this and went to Ji He coldly, so the matter was dropped.
"This Da Qi, those girls who yearn for my second uncle are probably queuing up from Yanglinghou Mansion to Fengzhou City."
"What's even more exaggerated is that when walking on the street, there are girls who deliberately lean on him with their bare feet."
It was only in the past few years that Cui Yun Duanfang remained calm and indifferent that this phenomenon ended.
Shen Hua smiled slightly: "Your second uncle is quite a magnet for bees and butterflies."
Cui Rong said proudly: "This is natural."
"His face is restless. It's a pity that no one except you has succeeded in these years."
Cui Rong thought thoughtfully: "I finally understand. You only rely on your clinginess to get entangled with my second uncle."
She was very sad again: "My second uncle is not good at concentration, how can he do this?"
However, she did not forget to add: "But you should be careful. When he gets tired of you, don't cry to me."
Chapter completed!