Chapter 5 — The Husband and Little Uncle Fake the Disaster, My Sister and I Clean Up the Marquis' Palace

I took the contract back from his hand, folded it carefully, and put it in my sleeve.

"Tieu Thua Duc, just now you said you wanted to go to Nha Mon to sue me. Okay, you can go ahead. You sue me for stealing and selling the family property, I will show this contract to the lord. When the time comes, the lord will judge, is your wife the same as me, or are you Tieu family slapping yourselves in the face?"

He was silent for a long time. The wind in the yard picked up the fallen leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound. He finally opened his mouth, his voice lower than just one level.

“What does she want anyway?”

“What I want, you can't give me.”

“You say it.”

I looked at him, carefully examining his five senses little by little. I have faced this face countless nights, hoping he would return, hoping he would look at me one more time. After that, when he didn't come back, I expected him to die. Now he's alive and standing in front of me, asking me what I want.

“I want you to remember something carefully.” I said.

“What?”

"This Marquis Palace owes me money, I will take it back myself. One inch, one cup, will not be lacking."

Tieu Thua Duc's eyes changed several times, finally stopping at something I had never seen before. Not indignation, not calculation. It's abstinence. He finally started to fear me. The Duke returned at dusk. He was much calmer than Tieu Thua Duc. When he entered the door, he even had a smile on his face. He first went to visit his mother, asked her kindly for a long time, then called his two sons into the study, closed the door and talked for half an hour. When the door opened, the three people walked out together. Cong Cong walked in front, Tieu Thua Duc and Tieu Thua Trach followed one left and one right, like two tails. He walked up to me, looked at me from top to bottom, then smiled.

"Tri Vi, I heard what Thua Duc said. You have been working hard these past few days."

The tone is identical to Tieu Thua Duc. I suddenly felt that this father and son were indeed father and son, even the way they pretended to be fake was exactly the same.

“Not difficult.” I said, “That's the right thing to do.”

Cong Cong stroked his beard and nodded: "You can think like that, it's good. As a housekeeper, it's inevitable that there will be some imperfections, I don't care about the previous things. Tomorrow I will send someone to tidy up the expense room. You clearly hand over the things that have passed through your hands. From now on, just be safe and sound as your Young Lady, no need to worry anymore." He spoke lightly. No need to worry anymore. The translation is: you spit out everything you swallowed, then go back to the house and obediently stay still, this matter can be ignored. Tieu Ngoc Xu stood behind me, his hands clenched into fists. I pressed her wrist, not letting her move.

“The Duke is right.” I smiled, "The department's expenses should be clearly discussed. It's good that you also have an account at your place that you want to clearly account for in front of your boss."

Cong Cong's smile stopped a bit.

“What books?”

I pulled out another notebook from my sleeve. Not the books of the revenue and expenditure department, but the ones we wrote ourselves. In three days, I rearranged all of the Marquis's obscure income from my previous life's memories. Which year, which month, how much profit was earned, which lawsuit was thanks to whose relationship, which money was deposited in which bank, all remembered clearly. I opened the notebook and read the first line fairy.

"In the twelfth year of Vinh Xuong, in the third month, Lord Trieu, Minister of Public Affairs, for the sake of the river project, gave the Marquis eight thousand taels of white silver. This amount of silver went through the records of the rice shop outside the city and was deposited in the Binh cabinet of the Long Thinh bank."

Cong Cong's face changed. Not a normal change. But it turned white in an instant.

“Tham Tri Vi!”

He reached out and snatched the notebook from my hand. I leaned away to avoid it, Tieu Ngoc Xu directly blocked my face.

“Father, let her finish reading.”

The peacock's hand stiffened in mid-air, the leisurely expression on his face was shattered and covered the ground. We read on.

"In the twelfth year of Vinh Xuong, the seventh month, Lord Vuong and Lang Trung Vo recruited the Infantry Company. In order to mobilize military officers, they gave the Marquis Palace two hundred taels of gold, plus four pieces of jade weapon. These items went into the Marquis Palace's private warehouse and were not entered into the public records."

“The thirteenth year of Vinh Xuong, January…”

The public voice exploded. He stared at me, his eyes were filled with blood, his beard was shaking, his hands were shaking, his whole body was shaking. Tieu Thua Duc and Tieu Thua Trach stood behind him, their faces turned from confusion to horror. Perhaps they had never seen their father look like that.