After lunch, Mo Qingcheng gave two account books to Murong Yue.

"You keep these two ledgers."

Murong Yue didn't understand. This thing had always been in his hands, why didn't he give it to the government?

Tax evasion is a serious crime, and in minor cases, all property will be confiscated and distributed to the frontiers.

Mo Qingcheng saw her doubts, "Originally, I wanted to leave it to the salt merchants in the capital to handle this matter, but since you need this, I'll give it to you!"

"..." Murong Yue was even more puzzled when she heard what he said.

"According to your words, you are very familiar with the person who investigated the salt dealer?"

"Let's have some friendship!"

"I am becoming more and more curious about your identity. Not only have you been hunted down time and time again, but you also know someone who investigated the salt dealer, and you still have this old illness..." Murong Yue looked at his chest. This was not something that ordinary people could do.

's seal.

In ancient times, selling salt was more serious than tax evasion, and it would punish the nine tribes.

So the person who investigated this matter must have a high status.

To be able to have friendship with someone of such high status, Mo Qingcheng's status must be very unusual.

Suddenly Mo Qingcheng came closer, and Murong Yue subconsciously leaned back.

"What?" Why are you coming so suddenly? Do you want to be beaten?

Mo Qingcheng curled up his lips in a good mood, "Want to know my identity?"

Murong Yue nodded subconsciously, "Yeah."

After nodding, I realized something was wrong.

really…

"If you want to know, marry me and I will tell you everything." Mo Qingcheng smiled.

Murong Yue looked at him silently and said nothing.

When Mo Qingcheng saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time, he wasn't discouraged and sat back.

He let out a long sigh, "Oh! How sad! Even though I expressed it so openly, you didn't even respond to me."

Murong Yue finally couldn't help but rolled her eyes. This tone didn't sound like someone was hurting her heart, but more like she deserved a beating.

"Forget it if you don't want to say it, I don't have the time to understand it." Murong Yue picked up the tea cup and took a sip, feeling a little unhappy for no reason.

On the contrary, Mo Qingcheng was in a good mood.

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night.

Murong Yue showed Murong Hao the account book she got from Mo Qingcheng.

"Brother, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

It was sent directly to the government and probably was fished out by the Lin family and Wang family in the capital before a verdict was made. Naturally, such an important chess piece couldn't be discarded like this.

When Lin Shaohua and others come out to investigate, they will definitely be found, and then the gains outweigh the losses.

"I think we'll keep this for now. After we collect more evidence, we can send this to the government together. No one can save him by then."

"Your attention is good, but how should we collect it?" This is indeed a bit difficult, after all, the water in Lin Mansion is too deep, and it also involves the sale of salt.

"By the way, I heard a news in the Lin Mansion today. It was not Lin Fangfang's attention that tied Xiaoqi and the others into Hushan, but Lin Jie, the concubine of the Lin Mansion."

If Wang Jing hadn't had a difficult delivery when giving birth to Lin Fangfang, which made her unable to have any more children, and the Lin family would have been extinct, it would have been impossible for Lin Jie to live to this day given Wang Jing's temperament.

Otherwise, if Lin Shaohua was as obsessed with finding women as he was, the Lin family would already have countless concubines and concubines.

Why are there only two brothers and sisters, Lin Fangfang and Lin Jie?

Unfortunately, Wang Jing failed to calculate that Lin Jie's feelings for Lin Fangfang were more than just a brother-sister relationship.

Murong Hao was so angry that he slapped the account book on the table and said, "Humph."

"Brother, don't be angry, I have an idea."

"What is it?"

Murong Yue raised her fingers at him, "Come."

So the two brothers and sisters discussed the unknown plan in the dead of night.

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Qingcheng has lived at Murong Yue's house for nearly a month.

During this time, it snowed every now and then, and the weather became increasingly cold.

Except for the two brothers Jiang Pingsheng and Jiang Pingfeng who need to look after a store in the town, they live in the town with their wives and children.

Jiang Hong and his wife had been in Qingquan Village all the time. Murong Yue and the others were not worried because the road was slippery on a snowy day, so they simply did not let them go back to the town.

Jiang Pingsheng came here occasionally, always to discuss matters in the store with Murong Yue and to see the two elders.

The two elders were being taken care of by Murong Yue and the others, so he felt relieved.

But it's not a long-term solution. The two brothers thought about waiting until the New Year is over before taking their elders home to celebrate the New Year. After all, what is it like to celebrate the New Year at a nephew's house?
Chapter completed!