Chapter 2 — Female Guardian Luc Lenh Nghi

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing. "Young lady is indeed smart." "But the old master is the head of the family. Over the years, how the estate's profits have been divided has been the old master's will. Even if the young lady holds the seal, she cannot help but recognize her father."Xuan Hanh, standing behind me, was so angry that he was shaking. I didn't argue with him, just asked: "How much food is left in the district military warehouse?" Ton Trang Dau answered quickly. "Forty thousand stones." I looked again at the warehouse manager standing next to me. The other person kept nodding. I told them to open the warehouse. The two of them used the excuse that the key wasn't here and couldn't open it today. I didn't force him, I just said I was tired and wanted to stay the night. That night, the warehouse caught fire. The fire was not big, only burned two piles of wet grass at the door. But Ton Trang first took the revenue department and fled through the back door. Xuan Hanh asked me if I needed to send someone to chase after me. I shook my head. During the day, they refused to open the warehouse. At night, he ran away in such a hurry. Of course there cannot be forty thousand food stones inside. It's just that I didn't expect them to dare to completely empty the district army's food warehouse. I still overestimate my father's courage. 5. The next morning, I sent someone to break down the warehouse door. Only the outer three rows of sacks contained food. The bags behind all contain sand and soil. Xuan Hanh was so angry that she burst into tears. "Forty thousand grains of food, how dare they do that!" "Why wouldn't they dare?" I casually grabbed a handful of sand from the bag and slowly rubbed it out. "My mother is dead, and I'm still young. The seal is in my father's hands, the front page, the manager and the revenue department are all his people." "As long as there are no loopholes in the books, even if we dismantle the entire grain warehouse and sell wood, no one will know." Xuan Hanh asked: "So now we are Report it to the officials?” “No report.” She was stunned. If the government investigates and discovers that father embezzled food from the fields given to him, father of course cannot escape, but it is not certain that he will be able to keep these estates. If royal furniture is arbitrarily pawned or used for the wrong purpose, the court's recovery is the simplest way to handle it. What I want is to take back what belongs to me, not to die with the Giang family. Sun page head has run, the revenue and expenditure department has also run. I promoted a deputy manager named Dien Luc. Dien Luc has worked at the site for more than ten years, seems honest, and knows a lot of things. I gave him fifty taels of silver and promised that after success I would let him be the front page. That same evening, he brought a wooden box, inside was a separate book recording the amount of food his father had embezzled over the years. Every year, two or three thousand stones are sold to food merchants in the city. The largest amount was eight thousand jellies sold the year before last. The silver was put into his father's private treasury, used to pay off the gambling debt of brother Giang Thua Trach. I watched all night long. Near morning, we suddenly discovered there was a problem with the books. The total amount of food my father took away over the years was only twenty-seven thousand stones. But there was a shortage of nearly forty thousand stones in the warehouse. Where did the remaining 10,000 stones go? I asked Dien Luc. He hesitated, saying he was only in charge of harvesting on the farm, importing and exporting food warehouses was not under his management. The next afternoon, he also disappeared. Only then did Xuan Hanh understand. "He accepted our money, then went to tell the old man?" "Yes." I threw the private book box into the fire basin. Xuan Hanh quickly stopped. I held her hand. "It's fake." No matter how negligent my father was, he couldn't let a book filled with evidence of his crimes easily fall into the hands of a deputy manager. He gave me that box. As long as I use the fake book to denounce him, he will be able to come back and accuse me of falsifying evidence

Go ahead, harm your biological father. Father is not stupid. At least smarter than Trieu Thuan. 6. For the next half month, I did not continue to investigate the warehouse, nor did I pursue the first page, and Dien Luc escaped. Every day I lead someone to measure the land and check the list of tenants. Perhaps my father thought I had suffered a loss and was finally at peace. He also specifically told Giang Minh Chau to visit me. She was wearing a newly sewn red dress, standing on the edge of a muddy field, her face full of hate. "Father said you couldn't manage the estate, and told me to advise you to go back." I bent down to help a fallen child up, brushing his clothes. "Since when do you listen to father like that?" Giang Minh Chau's face stiffened slightly. When her mother was still alive, Giang Minh Chau was brought to her hospital to be raised, and was nominally considered Luc Thi's daughter. After her mother passed away, she was the first person to change her way of addressing her, calling her step-mother "nuong". Now that she wants to divide my estate, she has become her mother's most filial child. "We are all one family." Giang Minh Chau said: "Mother said, although the military district estate was left to me, after I got married, I would still have to rely on my parents. Why would I have to do such unsightly things?" "What else did mother say?"