Chapter 122 is really a problem

Stop at night: "Mung bean cake."

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Xia Wuchen smiled and said, "Louye, why are you looking for mung bean cake as soon as you come to me?"

"Because it's delicious." Liu Ye replied sincerely.

"Okay, I will prepare more in this palace after that day. Today's was taken for Ouyang Wan.

"Peach cake should also be prepared." Liu Ye thought for a while and said, "Ah, and the peach blossom cake is a little sweet. Let the imperial chef put less sugar."

Li Jingluo returned to the mansion with a sad face. The ginseng tea served by Wu has long been cool and no longer warm. Looking at Li Jinglue with a sad face, Wu naturally guessed that something must have happened in the court.

"Master, how are you?"

Li Jing sighed slightly and said, "I have persuaded the president of the Supervision Institute to raise one million taels of silver."

"This money has been raised, sir, why are you still sad?"

"What report the dean asked me to hand in? Let me list in detail how to use one million taels of silver, what I am going to buy, who will buy it, who will keep it, and who will issue it one by one." Li Jing slightly clenched his fist and gently knocked on the table, "Madam, how can this not make me sad?"

"This is unprecedented. It seems that the new dean is really not simple."

"It's not easy. She has begun to doubt me."

"What?" Wu was shocked.

"I don't know whether she intends to test me or unintentionally."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I just hope that the queen can give some help, alas..." Li Jing slightly sighed again and said, "The Emperor Chu was so confused that he actually let Du Gulan and Yi Chuguan together, but he didn't know that the two of them were too strong. I just hoped not to turn against each other."

Wu also sighed slightly and nodded: "Yes, anyway, Dugulan is a princess, and she may not be willing to become a fine work."

"Mrs., please make another cup of ginseng tea for me."

"Yes, sir."

What worried Li Jing was not only about Du Gulan and Murong Lingyue, but also Jiang Mozhu, who had been missing for a long time. Compared with the previous two, he thinks that Jiang Mozhu is the biggest hidden danger. He took the military power of Duguba and Ke Wu effort and sent the prince safely to the Kingdom of Jin. In addition, four years ago, Xiao Ruyan was asked to destroy the country. All kinds of things make Li Jinglue feel that Jiang Mozhu is not a simple role.

Yanzhou, Blue Hall.

Jiang Mozhu stood under the cherry with his hands behind his hand, half squinting at the two puppies in the yard who were grabbing food. Next to him, there was a gray-black wolf. Lan Xiaoyou half squatted and kept touching the back of the gray wolf with his hand. The gray wolf did not blink his eyes and occasionally turned his head to stare at the blue friend.

"How on earth did you tame the wolf?"

"If you are disobedient, just call until you are obedient." Jiang Mozhu said, "Although wolves are very fierce animals, they have a strict hierarchy. Once they know that their opponents are stronger than themselves, they will show weakness. In fact, not only wolves, but also many animals.

"Why is that a wolf? Isn't the tiger better?

"The tiger is too fierce and a little perverted." Jiang Mozhu put his hands around and said, "I don't like to deal with fierce and perverted things. Xiaoyou, Ouyang Wan has left Yanzhou. Don't you worry?"

"Worried about what's the use? I just hope he can find me before the virus, so people will stay in Yanzhou in the next few years!"

When the two puppies were fighting happily for a piece of meat, Jiang Mozhu whistled gently. The originally quiet gray wolf rushed up and bit off the throats of the two puppies in an instant. Instead of looking at the meat, the gray wolf frantically nibbled on the body of one of the puppies.

"You are so cruel." Lan Xiaoyou frowned and said, "It's not without meat. Why did you let Xiaohui bite them to death?"

"The law of the jungle is normal."

"Your weak strength is obviously man-made and can't be counted."

"Even if it is man-made, it is the law of the jungle. Who can say that the world is not man-made?" Jiang Mozhu smiled with an unpredictable and strange expression.

Lan Xiaoyou turned her head. At that moment, she felt that Jiang Mozhu seemed to be transparent and did not belong to the world, but a high god: "Jiang Mozhu, you look like a ghost."

"Ghost?"

Lan Xiaoyou nodded: "Well, the high ghost."

"Shouldn't the superior be a god? How can it be a ghost?"

"Because Jiang Mozhu is a ghost, he is not angry." Lan Xiaoyou said, "God should be kind, but you are not kind at all."

"Perhaps the world full of killing is what God wants to see." Jiang Mozhu turned around and entered the room with a tired expression.

At that moment, Lan Xiaoyou felt that Jiang Mozhu seemed to fall from a height to the abyss. No one can understand him, no one can understand him. Although the body is not as weak as before, and the martial arts have fully recovered, the feeling of desolation and loneliness is even stronger.

"Little Ash." Lan Xiaoyou called gently. But Xiaohui ignored her at all, but walked slowly towards the room, "It's really stinky." Lan Xiaoyou pouted and made a grimace at Xiaohui.

In the morning, the sun penetrates the clouds.

Since taking over the president of the Supervision Institute, Ling Yue has basically got up at dawn, then sat ** to turn over the information, and detailed the things to be dealt with in a day, and dealt with them one by one according to the priority order. Therefore, although there are many things to deal with, Ling Yue can still handle it well.

However, on this day, instead of turning over the information as usual, she sat ** thinking about a problem that was ignored by everyone.

Where did the night go? Naturally, what she said was not the flowing night of running to the uterus to find mung bean cake every day, but the flowing night that followed Su Rou. Although Xia Di told her that Su Rou had turned into powder and disappeared, she did not mention Liu Ye, which always reassured Ling Yue.

Before this, Lingyue issued the guard of Shuijuyundu. When taking over the director of the Supervision Institute, Xia Di made it clear that she could never enter Shuijuyundu. At that time, the more she said so, the more Ling Yue wanted to enter it and see what was going on.

However, since Emperor Xia dares to make a clear order, he must have the ability to stop all good deeds.

Therefore, Ling Yue can only put questions in her heart and not think.

Under the service of Yun'er and Xing'er, Ling Yue changed into a men's clothing, which also seemed appropriate.

"Princess, you are so handsome in men's clothing." Yun'er put the breakfast on the table and couldn't help admiring.

"Hee, men's clothing is better, otherwise you have to get a bun or something. It's so troublesome." Ling Yue looked at the bronze mirror with high hair, no powder, and had a unique feeling of ability.

"Oh, sister, how do you wear men's clothes?" Liuye is no longer the same as before. On ordinary occasions, they began to call Ling Yuejie. At first, they were still a little unaccustomed to Xing'er, but over time, they also felt good. What's more, Ling Yue treated Liu Ye like a younger brother.

"Is it good-looking?"

Liu Ye looked at it for a while and said, "It's beautiful, but I always feel that something is missing."

"I know, princess, you don't have a sword." Yun'er immediately said.

"With a sword, if I don't know how to use a sword, forget it." Ling Yue said, "If there is a flowing night, what else do you need a sword to do? If it's a pistol, you can consider getting it. Let's go to the supervisory hospital. There are still a lot of things to deal with.

Inspection, Wu Yong is still the same, holding a teacup in his hand. Ke Chengyang is still missing.

"Old Wu, good morning." Ling Yue has been used to making Wu Yong an old man, and Wu Yong doesn't mind, but he is a little happy.

"Morning." Wu Yong raised his head and took out a pile of mung bean cakes from the drawer with a smile. "This is what His Royal Highness put here."

"Ah, mung bean cake." Liu Ye took it rudely and nodded with satisfaction.

"Is there anything else besides mung bean cake?"

"Yes." Wu Yong took out another bag of tea from the drawer, but he only held it in his hand. "This is the prince's place with me, saying that it is for the dean."

"Then give it to me."

"Uh...this." Wu said with a straight face, "Dean, can you give me half of it?"

"No." Ling Yue said seriously, "I'll give you two-thirds."

"Thank you, Dean."

"Where's Ke Chengyang?"

"After Chengyang handed me a letter today, he left." Wu took out a letter from the drawer and handed it to Ling Yue.