Ming Qin blamed Zhong Acui and others heavily, thinking that once she arrived in front of Chen Conglong to make trouble, it would lead to a wave of criticism. Unexpectedly, after waiting for two days, the whole mansion was in peace, and a storm seemed to be gone invisible.

Zhen'er and Ling Bo stayed in Huxinju to take care of Ming Qin's daily life. This furious gossip was inevitable. Ming Qin took a plan, preferring others to think of it as jealous.

In the past, Bai Letian had quite a concubine and said proudly, "Cherry Fan Su's mouth, Yang Liu's slim waist." These two sentences are just like describing Zhen'er and Ling Bo. The two girls can sing and dance, and are talented and skilled. When they get along, they feel like they are bathed in spring breeze.

On this day, the three of them were hiding in the middle of the lake to talk about poetry. A guest came outside the door and locked two notes on the door, saying respectfully: "Your Majesty, I have something to tell you about my humble position."

"Come in."

Mingqin responded lazily, and then Ling Bo quickly stepped forward to open the door. He leaned against a soft couch and closed his eyes to nourish his energy. Zhen'er wore a moon-white gauze skirt and sat next to the desk opposite, with one hand on her chin and absent-mindedly flipping the book.

The person who came was a young woman dressed in a clean dress. Mingqin recognized her as Zou Ruyan's deputy envoy Wan Ruchun. Since beating Zhong Acui, Zou Ruyan probably felt very hurt. She finally stopped wandering in front of her for the past two days.

"Young Master, today I sent someone to the Holy Cushion to collect grain and rice. I came back to report to me that the manager there thought that the Eastern King had passed away and his salary had been suspended, and the Young Master did not serve in the sect, so he refused to let go."

Ming Qin laughed when he heard this, knowing that this must be someone instructed and deliberately made things difficult for him. The leaders of the Divine Cult have several grains, some pork, some eggs, some sugar, and some soybeans every month. They have different positions and become regulations. There are thousands of servants in the Eastern Palace, so the quota is naturally very large. As the saying goes, "If you don't be a leader, you don't know that the firewood and rice are expensive." If there is no food for the whole mansion, he, the Lord of Xiaoyao Palace, will not be able to sit down.

"What did Special Envoy Zou say?"

"The special envoy was recalled to the Holy Lord's House for the funeral, and he was unable to contact her because he was not in a position."

Mingqin dressed up and asked casually: "How many days can the grain and rice in the mansion support?"

Wan Ruchun replied: "Thousands of men and women in the whole house are not expensive every day, and only a few dozen stones of rice are left in the grain room, so I am afraid it will not be supported for three or five days."

Mingqin paced back and forth for two steps and said with a smile: "Since Special Envoy Zou handed over the affairs of the mansion to the deputy envoy, he must be aware of the people and responsibilities. This young master is not familiar with the regulations in the church, so he hopes that the deputy envoy will help him and give him more advice."

"I dare not." Wan Ruchun said in embarrassment: "I should do my best to do my best, but the Holy Library insists on not giving. Is there anything that can't help but say something lighter?"

Mingqin said unhappily: "People are so slight? Then what use do I want you?"

Wan Ruchun secretly complained to himself, thinking that this matter was all caused by you who committed crimes against King Chen. Zou Ruyan sneaked back to the Shenggong Mansion to hide, what can I do?

"If the young master can ask the wife to give her a command, I believe the Holy Ku would not dare not not obey it."

Ming Qin waved his hand and said, "You go down. You must keep your mouth shut. If I let me hear a little bit of the wind, I will only ask."

"I dare not do it for a low position." Seeing that his attitude was harsh, the deputy envoy quickly became careful.

This matter seems insignificant, but to put it bluntly, it is enough to kill people. Thousands of people in the whole mansion know that grain and rice are difficult to maintain, and people's minds will inevitably change at that time. Whether someone will take risks will be difficult to reverse the situation. Although he can ask Fan Xiaoluan to give a command, if the management of the Holy Cut is delayed and delayed for ten days and half a month, he will have to cause trouble here.

"Young Master, should you reduce the meal today as much as possible?" the deputy envoy asked hesitantly.

"No."

Mingqin smiled bitterly in his heart. There is no airtight wall in the world. Reducing appetite will not only be of no use, but will aggravate other people's doubts and make rumors enter.

"Everything is provided as usual, and you don't have to be too nervous. This is my own opinion."

"Yes." The deputy envoy knew the seriousness of the situation. Seeing Mingqin's look like Zhizhu was holding it, he secretly felt funny.

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After the deputy envoy bowed and retreated, Mingqin sighed, walked closer to Yaoqin in front of the window, fiddled with him several times, and sighed: "I am afraid of Kuang, and the dish is Chen Cai, is the wise man so good?"

Zhen'er and Ling Bo looked at each other with a big expression of anxiety. Zhen'er silently pulled out her hairpin, took off her bracelet, and smiled and said, "Young Master, don't worry, you have to worry. Zhen'er and her sisters have some gold, jade, pearls and jade, and they can sell it in the market, which can temporarily solve the urgent problem."

Ling Bo also followed suit and freed the Cuiyu Mingyan. In fact, before Mingqin arrived, Zou Ruyan led the female guards of the fiery Qin to search the East Prince's Mansion, and all the gold and jade treasures were taken to the Shenggong Mansion. The two women were Zeng Manqing's favorite concubines and did not know which leader's mansion would fall into in the future. Zou Ruyan did not want to offend too much, so she did not order the female guards to search their bodies, so she kept these few.

Seeing the two girls looking sad, Ming Qin shook his head and smiled, "Why is this? I just laughed at these people and thought they were planning to do it. Doesn't this young master have no way to make money?"

As he said that, he walked to the front of the desk, took out a piece of rice paper and spread it flat, and thought for a while and said, "Who can paint on you two?"

The two women were confused when they heard this, and Ling Bo interjected: "Zhen'er is a master of painting, but the Shengku refused to accept food. It was clearly because King Shen Bei resented the young master for breaking his idea. Could it be that the young master wanted to make a few calligraphy and paintings and sell them?"

"You know what I'm going to do?"

Ming Qin laughed slightly. He heard that although all living things like art, they hate people with great talent and wisdom. If you want to sell calligraphy and paintings on Songming Island, it would be better to wait to starve to death to save trouble.

"Since Zhen'er has this method, I won't be ugly. I have an idea here, please help me draw it."

"But according to the orders of the young master."

Both girls were smart and wanted to see what Mingqin was thinking, so they stopped asking. The three of them were busy around the desk for more than an hour before Mingqin drew the ink marks on the calligraphy and paintings and rolled up, and said hurriedly: "I want to meet the wife of the Shenggong Mansion. You two should not walk around at will. Burning Qinwei and persuading the lip service may not be reliable at critical moments."

"Zhen'er (Lingbo) can pay attention."

The two women sent Mingqin out of the lake, and their eyes were confused, and they felt a little melancholy and reluctant.

"Go back."

Mingqin was a little amused. The two women were not old and had a deep understanding of the world. They had a sincere attitude towards people and could easily make people feel good.

"yes."

Zhen'er agreed gently, but her steps did not stop. Ling Bo was stunned for a moment, and then followed silently. There was a pavilion outside the middle of the lake, and an iron chain bridge led to the lakeside. The bridge board was thin and not easy to walk on.

“No need to send it.”

Mingqin stood on the bridge and the iron chain swayed back and forth. If the two women were sent across the bridge, it would be uneasy when they came back.

Zhen'er nodded, her delicate lips pursed slightly, and her crystal clear eyes stared at him without saying a word.

Ming Qin turned around and walked two steps. Zhen'er's worried expression was always lingering in her heart, and she couldn't help looking back. She saw Zhen'er and Ling Boxian standing by the bridge holding hands and refused to leave, thinking: "Chen Conglong's thief is not dead. If you know that I am not in the mansion and send someone to rob, no matter whether the Fenqinwei is willing to use his life, if you can't block it, wouldn't it harm them?"

With this problem in my heart, I had to prevent problems before it happened. Mingqin walked to the bridge and reached out to grab the iron cable on the bridge. With the spiritual power in his mouth, a fire snake seemed to fly out of his palm. The cold iron cable immediately collapsed inch and sank into the lake.

Ming Qin clapped his hands and drove his divine thoughts to call out the "Thunder Martial Urn Golden Spinal" and hide it to the bottom of the lake. This golden spinal was originally transformed by a demon spirit, with a lot of spiritual consciousness, and a wisp of his divine thoughts attached to it. If you make some wind and waves in the lake to deal with some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, that would be enough.
Chapter completed!