"Oh My God!"

Chaowenyuan, Nan Baozhu was stunned by holding the half-eating melon.

Nan Baoyi knelt behind the short desk, looking at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and was also shocked.

He Ye said with great sermon: "It's a coincidence that the Jin family's account book was so full of water. But by chance, the fourth young master went to Dali Temple to ask the prince for teaching. He happened to see the prince taking a bunch of old accounts checking the Jin family's accounts. He was bored there, and he flipped through a few books, and he could see the problem as he flipped through!"

Nan Baoyi held her little face.

This spring exam, her fourth brother Nan Chengshu still failed the exam.

In order to take the exam three years later, he often went to Dali Temple to ask his second brother for teaching.

Although he is not good at studying, he has a good time to read accounts. Unexpectedly, he can help his second brother find out the loopholes in the Jin family's account books.

"Who is the prince? He is so wise and powerful, so intelligent and so capable—"

"Speak human words."

Nan Baoyi interrupted Heye's flattery in anger.

Heye smiled and said, "The prince followed that line and quickly found the northern border, and then found the money house of the Northern Wei Dynasty! The owner of the money house was surnamed Jiang, and he was the eldest son of Grand Tutor Jiang!"

Nan Baoyi knocked on the table.

She said where the money embezzled by the Jiang family went, and it turned out that it was made abroad.

In this way, even if the Jiang family loses power in Nanyue, his descendants can still eat, drink, and nourish and enjoy the rich and prosperous money that flows into the Northern Wei Dynasty.

What a calculating thing!

Heye's eyes were staring: "The salary of Grand Tutor Jiang is only worth a few silver. The money flowing through the hands of the Jin family is as high as tens of millions of taels, which is worth more than half a year of taxes in Nanyue! I heard that the emperor was furious and took Grand Tutor Jiang to the Heavenly Prison. The officials of the Jiang family faction were panicked and knelt outside the palace gate to petition for Grand Tutor Jiang, saying that this was deliberately framed by our prince."

"Framed..."

Nan Baoyi laughed.

How to frame such a thing?

Seeing that the Jiang family was about to collapse, she was in a happy mood and continued to pick up her pen and practice calligraphy.

At dusk, Nan Baozhu was called back to have dinner by Jiang.

Afterglow disappeared on the window frame, Yu Wei and Yun Xiu lit the lanterns under the corridor with their maids.

Nan Baoyi put down the brush and blew the ink words on the paper.

When she raised her eyes, the glass lamp in the room emitted a soft halo. The young man wearing the robe of the Dali Temple officials leaned against the pearl curtain with his arms folded and was looking at her with a smile.

"Second brother."

The girl stood up, walked lightly to him, and looked up at him: "I heard that Grand Tutor Jiang was taken down from the Heavenly Prison, and officials from the Jiang family faction knelt at the gate of the palace to plead with mercy? What did the emperor say, are you willing to go out and have a chance?"

"How to open the net with 30 million taels of snow-shaped silver?" Xiao Yi took off his outer robe and handed it to Nan Baoyi. He knelt behind the window, "I asked Tianshu's people to go to the bitter and cold place to capture Shu Changyong. The evidence and physical evidence are there, and Jiang Hua's old fox can't escape."

Nan Baoyi held his outer robe and wondered: "But Shu Changyong was originally Jiang Hua's man, how could he help us prove him?"

Xiao Yi opened Nan Baoyi's Mo Bao and sneered: "As long as he testifies against Jiang Hua, he will be exempted from his grandchildren's punishment. Do you guess he would rather?"

Nan Bao's eyes were clear and moist, and he knew that this was a scheming.

She hung Xiao Yi's robe on Mu Shi and heard the man say lightly: "Nan Baoyi, why did your handwriting become ugly?"

The girl turned her back to him, her pretty face turned slightly red.

Over the past six months, she has been busy embroidering mandarin ducks, and she has naturally become slack in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She reluctantly snatched the stack of rice paper: "In the world, the second brother's words are beautiful, right?"

"Nan Baoyi, you have lived in the deep boudoir for a long time and do nothing. You must practice diligently in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." Xiao Yi taught me earnestly, "I will take you back to Chang'an in the future. Not to mention comparing with my imperial sister-in-law, even comparing with the daughters of ordinary families in Chang'an City, you will be at a disadvantage. Is it embarrassing to lose?"

Nan Baoyi gritted her teeth.

Is this guy choosing a wife or a talented woman?!

He simply held a talent competition and married the winner!

The girl's face was flushed and she said ashamed: "If you dare to be picky again, I won't marry you!"

Just as he was about to turn his head and leave, Xiao Yi held her hand and carried her into his arms.

He kissed the girl's face and smiled slightly on the corner of his lips: "Don't make a fuss, brother won't dislike you, right? But you haven't embroidered your mandarin ducks, and you've been lazy in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I'll let you deal with Nan Baozhu less, your sister can't do anything except eat, drink, defecate, urinate, sleep."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Although I want to maintain my cousin, I don’t seem to be able to maintain it in the face of facts.

Xiao Yi held her, picked up her brush and fell lines of poetry on the rice paper: "In another half a month, the Northern Wei delegation will come to Shengjing to discuss the territorial lines between the two countries. I have some friendship with the people in power in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and will ask them to bring the eldest son of Jiang Taifu back to Chang'an to await trial."

Nan Baoyi leaned in his arms, playing with the embroidered patterns on his official robe.

If you come, come to court. What does it have to do with her?

Xiao Yi did not shy away from talking about the government affairs in front of her.

He said: "It is not surprising that the envoys of the Northern Wei Dynasty are worthy of attention."

Nan Baoyi blinked and said in a weak voice: "Is she beautiful?"

Xiao Yi glanced at her.

This little girl's focus is always wrong.

He said: "She is a socialite who wanders in the Northern Wei court, known as Lady Liuhua."

Nan Baoyi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Mrs. Lihua?

The eyes of the phoenix were dim and dull, and it gradually brewed a huge fear, like a fishing boat meeting a giant man-eating whale floating from the deep sea.

She clearly remembered how she died in her previous life.

At that time, Mrs. Liuhua had already moved into the Xichang, and everyone said that she was Gu Chongshan's food match.

Perhaps Gu Chongshan treated her very special, so Mrs. Liuhua disliked her very much and often sarcasticly or even beat her up.

She went from serving Gu Chongshan alone to serving them two of them, washing clothes for them, pinching shoulders and legs for them, and even being forced by Mrs. Liuhua to play a fight with the eunuchs for her to be happy.

She was very afraid of Mrs. Liuhua, even more so than Nan Yan.

That winter, the second brother led his troops to the expedition. Gu Chongshan left the palace to do business. Mrs. Liuhua called her to the front and sent her to the ice cellar to get ice cubes. When Gu Chongshan came back, he made ice and licorice soup for him.

She went to the ice cellar obediently.

Just as I was trying to dig ice, the iron door of the ice cellar gradually closed.

She ran to the door in horror and beat her, but heard Mrs. Liuhua's ridicule: "Don't waste your time. You are destined to die today, and no one can save you. You should thank me and give you a complete body."

The cold air came from all directions, shattering her heart and courage.
Chapter completed!