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Silver warehouse stolen (1)
Li Shangshu was dumbfounded when he heard the words, his face was incredible, and he even suspected that he had hallucinations in his tinnitus. The reason why the Minister of Korea was willing to obey a young emperor was because he feared his parents. He does not argue, and that's why. But he was not afraid of what the emperor would do to him. His relationship in the DPRK is intertwined. From the first-rank official to the 9th-rank Zhima official, he has his protégé and friends, who will affect his whole body. He believes that the fledgling little prince will not take him anything, at most he will be a few reprimands.
But he never thought that he underestimated the courage of the little emperor.
Li Shangshu was stunned by this defensive stick, and for a moment he didn't know how to react. Why did he forget that no matter how young Chu Murong was, he still wore dragon robes and sat on a dragon chair. For an eight-year-old child, it may be a fantasy to rectify a household book. But for an emperor, life and death are no more than a word. Even if it is a child's word, it is also an imperial edict and cannot be disobeyed. If he wants him to live, he cannot die, and if he wants him to die, he cannot live.
On the second day, above the court. A dozen officials, large and small, wrote together to request Li Shangshu's post. Chu Murong rejected one by one.
On the third day, continue to file and continue to dismiss.
On the fourth day, the letter was submitted and rejected.
On the fifth day, the letter was submitted and rejected.
On the sixth day, Chu Murong no longer rejected the letter. He directly folded the ten-lai memorial and threw it underneath, and said angrily: "Whoever wants to bear with Lao Li, I will allow him to accompany Lao Li to return home!"
Long Yan was furious.
In Shangshu Mansion, Li Shangshu was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, fidgeting.
"Look at your good son!" Li Shangshu scolded bitterly.
Mrs. Shang Shu's Wang clan replied quite aggrievedly: "He is also your son, not mine."
"You!" Li Shangshu was so angry that his fingers trembled. He pointed at Wang for a long time, and then withdrew his hand bitterly, and shouted: "Come here, get the young master back for me!"
Soon, the news that Li Shangshu was forced to sue his old man to return to his hometown spread all over the streets and alleys, as well as to the Jiugua Building. However, the rumors only say that Li Shangshu’s son was robbing people’s daughters in the village for wrongdoing. The emperor was so angry that Li Shangshu had no way to teach his son. He wanted to dismiss him from office, but because of his merits, he didn’t tear him in front of the world. Face-saving, he was allowed to report back to his hometown, and did not mention Li Shaoqing's marriage to Murong Yunshu. But everyone guessed that these two things are somewhat related, and the insiders of Jiugua Building can understand the reason without even thinking about it. For example, Lu'er.
"Little Master is so domineering!"
Lu'er had an idiot-like face, non-stop, and a tendency to loop indefinitely.
Murong Yunshu: "Having been with me for so long, haven't you learned anything else?"
"Other statements cannot express my admiration for the young master."
"Then change the order."
"It doesn't help to change the tone."
"..." Lu'er was awkward to speak for a long time before saying: "Miss, don't you feel strange at all? The young master is far away in the capital, how could he know what happened here?"
Murong Yunshu didn't lift his head when he heard the words, and said lightly: "Not surprising."
Not surprisingly? that's it? Don't show your concern? Even if you don't care, at least you should guess with the spirit of gossip. This is Jiugua Building. One more trigram than gossip. The more Lu'er thinks about it, the weaker he can't help, and he can't help sighing. Why is the young lady lacking in interest in the young master's affairs now? Is it true that she intends to jump out of the Three Realms and drive to the west... Oh no, it's Yuhua Chengxian... Yuhua Chengxian. No matter how the young lady doesn't ask about the world, she won't even save her breath. But don’t know if the gods need to breathe...
"Miss." Lu'er said cautiously, "Is it... the things that my aunt left you forgotten hit you too much... so you..."
"No." Murong Yunshu interrupted her directly and rolled his eyes by the way. "If you feel too free, go to the warehouse and count the silver, don't guess."
"Uh..." Lu'er had an expression of flies, "Miss, I don't have that hobby."
Murong Yunshu: "It can be cultivated slowly."
Lu'er was speechless, silent for a moment, and said faintly: "It's not his own talent. If you count it, you will be sad."
For the first time, Murong Yunshu heard Lu'er speak in such a sad tone. He couldn't help but stop and raise his head to look at her, "What is sad?"
"You think. So much money, but not your own. Can you not be sad? Originally I didn't think my life was so bitter, but when I thought that all my belongings couldn't even plug a crack in the warehouse, I felt I am a failure...I am a failure..." Lu'er said more and more sadly, and finally sighed, "Miss, am I a failure in life?"
"Nothing." Murong Yunshu said, "I have prepared a dowry for you a long time ago, a very generous dowry. You will become a rich woman when you marry."
"Really?" Lu'er's eyes lit up, and then dimmed, and said: "I don't want to marry someone."
"Don't worry, with this dowry, you will be married in another three years. Tell me when you want to marry. I will ask a matchmaker to help you talk to you. Or if you have any ideas, you can also talk about it. "
When Lu'er heard this, her eyes were hot, and she almost cried. She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I will not marry, I will stay with the lady forever."
"Okay. Since you don't want to marry, then I will leave a housekeeper position. I will recruit you son-in-law at that time."
"Miss..." Lu'er couldn't help crying anymore. How lucky she is to follow such a loving and righteous master.
Murong Yunshu: "Okay. Go ahead and call Yun Siniang, I'm looking for something to do with her."
"Oh." Lu'er wiped tears as he walked, for fear that someone would see the joke.
As soon as Lu'er left, the brain-dead A-chang appeared. The brain-dead Achang is the ‘elegant name’ Murong Yunshu gave to Chu Changge. Chu Changge fought against this name, but failed to win the struggle in the end.
"I don't agree? Okay. Call everyone together for a meeting and vote." These are the original words of Murong Yunshu. Chu Changge originally thought that the unscrupulous and ugly title of'Brain Disabled A Chang' would definitely attract everyone's opposition, but unexpectedly, the result was just the opposite. No matter how intimidating he was, everyone would unanimously lead to Murong Yunshu. The very nice expression of the title made him really feel bored. What's even more bizarre is that when he accused Murong Yunshu of making Yin recruit the audience, Murong Yunshu not only confessed it openly, but also choked him with a saying, "You can buy them if you have money."
If he had the money, he would have bought this Jiugua Building and blasted out the idlers who were fed up and did nothing!
Chu Changge got angry when he thought of this, so that no matter who he faced in the past two days, he looked like a dead mother. But for some reason, when saw Murong Yunshu, the corners of his mouth would twitch unbearably. It was a contradiction in which he wanted to draw a smiley face on his body but couldn't smile emotionally. At this moment, Chu Changge's mouth was still contradictory.
Murong Yunshu always feels good when he sees Chu Changge's funny expression that is not smiling, and it is also today. "It looks like you accepted it well." As she said, she poured the mashed medicine from the medicine jar into a dustpan to dry her mouth, her mouth crooked, very happy.
"Thank you." His mouth twitched as he moved.
"Don't thank me. I don't want to be caught by you every day and ask, "Why should I call my brain-dead Mr." to help you record what happens every day."
"..." Does she have to say this sentence every day? Chu Changge thought of the records in the manuscript beside the bed. In recent days, he would come to thank her every day, and she answered the same thing every time. This made Chu Changge feel very uncomfortable. Can't she show a little care for him? Although he can't remember the things of yesterday when he wakes up every day, he remembers her. At first it was her appearance, then her name, and later, it was her feelings for her. Very inexplicable, but very natural feeling.
But she seemed unwilling to even say a word with him. Chu Changge guessed that the other himself did something to her. He also thought about asking Ye, but for some reason, Ye disappeared recently.
The disappearance of another Chu Changge is also what puzzled Murong Yunshu and all people familiar with the Jiugua Building. Without warning, Chu Changge no longer wanders at night. Even if he wakes up at night, he is still the brain-dead Mr. Chang who doesn't remember anything. This is the main reason why Murong Yunshu began to write a manuscript to help Chu Changge remember things. Chu Changge is no longer split in personality, so she believes that he is not far from returning to normal.
The two were silent for a moment with their own concerns, and Chu Changge spoke first, "Are you really not wondering how the emperor knew what happened here?"
Murong Yunshu glanced at him strangely, "Not curious."
"Why aren't you curious?" Chu Changge asked.
Murong Yunshu didn't answer, "Why are you curious?"
Chu Changge frowned slightly, "This matter is related to you."
"There are many things related to me."
"This thing is extraordinary."
Murong Yunshu raised his eyebrows, "How is this unusual?"
"The emperor is far away in the capital, but he knows everything that happened here. This shows that he has eyeliner here. Don't you feel uncomfortable with the emperor's eyeliner by him?" Chu Changge asked coldly, with a very attitude towards her. It is dissatisfaction. Although she said that she was not curious about the emperor's knowledge of what happened here, he always felt that she lacked interest in communicating with him.