Chapter 182 (2/2)

Mi Jiao, if granted an amnesty, hurriedly got up to salute and withdrew.

At the beginning of summer, he turned back with a cold face, frowned at Xiao mubai and said angrily, ”why did you run into the palace at this time?”

Xiao mubai thought he would coax him in early summer. At least he should smile.

As a result, he was cold and didn't explain why he left the temple late at night. Instead, he questioned him first.

”I have something to discuss in the palace. I brought you a letter by the way.” Xiao mubai's face was cold, and a pair of Phoenix eyes showed cold light.

At the beginning of summer, when I heard of the letter, I stretched out my hand.

As soon as Xiao mubai wanted to scold him, he heard a whisper in early summer: ”I knew I was waiting for you to enter the palace. I went to Qiao's house for nothing.”

Xiao mubai opened his thin lips slightly, and the angry words he was about to blurt out disappeared in an instant. After being stunned for a moment, he said, ”did you go out of the palace to find me?”

”Otherwise?” At the beginning of summer, he raised his eyebrow and asked, stretched out his hand in front of Xiao Zimu and waved to him again.

Xiao mubai's discontent over the past few days was superimposed with the anger just rising tonight, and all disappeared in a breath.

He reached out and took out the letter from the other sleeve and handed it to early summer.

After reading Xiao Zimu's letter in early summer, Xiao Zimu had a headache. Seeing this, Xiao Zimu asked: ”what's the matter?”

In recent days, there have been no major events in Beijing and China.

Although Bian Ding and raven fight day by day in King Mo's military camp, there is nothing else.

Therefore, he couldn't help wondering why he was worried behind the exhibition letter in early summer.

At the beginning of summer, he looked at Xiao mubai with an indescribable appearance. He went to the table outside and sat down, poured a cup of herbal tea and drank it.

Zheng Zhongguang's identity was naturally known early in the summer.

The reason why he made Xiao Zimu go to ancient Anhui is that he knew Zheng Zhongguang's identity.

Let Xiao Zimu quietly fill in the holes of Zheng Zhongguang's corruption before the matter can be recovered.

Of course, it's also because he was embarrassed to tell Xiao Zimu frankly, hey, you have a cousin who is embezzling in ancient Anhui.

Therefore, early summer thought that it would be better for Xiao Zimu to find it and solve it by himself, while early summer pretended not to know about it.

As for the famine in ancient Anhui, she had made plans for him early on.

It's just a thousand calculations. Whether it's calculated or not, Xiao Zimu will suddenly find it difficult at Zheng Zhongguang's son's full moon banquet.

Now, as we all know, the seven halls have gone down to ancient Anhui.

Early summer was not worried that Zheng Zhongguang's affairs would be difficult to deal with. Although he made a big mistake in his last life and was sentenced to beheading in public, he also implicated the whole family, implicating the Ju family, Princess Lian and Xiao Zimu.

But at this time, he is just greedy for some silver. Xiao Zimu left early and can be saved.

In early summer, he worried about the second purpose of letting Xiao Zimu go to ancient Anhui.

Nowadays, those people in ancient Anhui still don't know if they can find it.

At the beginning of summer, I went to the side hall to find pen and ink. While studying ink, I thought about it. Suddenly, I felt a pain on my forehead. When I raised my eyes, I saw that Xiao mubai had just rewarded him with a violent chestnut.

At the beginning of summer, he was agitated and said angrily, ”what are you doing?”

Seeing that he blew his hair, Xiao mubai took over his inkstone, studied it and said in a warm voice, ”I see you frown and want to ask if you need help. I see you ignored me for a long time.”

At the beginning of summer, he glanced at him, picked up something that didn't matter and replied, ”Zi Mu's cousin embezzled silver.”

Xiao mubai snorted coldly when he heard that he had lost the inkstone.

”It's intimacy.”