The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 151: Your wife's notes, you should recognize them

When Jiang Wenqing was asked this, he broke out in a sweat for a moment. His smile became more and more forced, but he was trying very hard to restrain himself, not wanting Lin Mowan to notice anything.

Lin Mowan smiled and cooperated, of course. She walked to the side and sat down under his inquiring gaze. Jiang Wenqing couldn't help showing an uncomfortable expression, as if he wanted to urge Lin Mowan to leave, but he didn't know how to say it.

After a long silence, Lin Mowan was not at all restrained. Instead, she sat aside and poured herself a cup of tea and sipped it carefully, as if she had seen through Jiang Wenqing's intention and was deliberately teasing him.

Jiang Wenqing closed his eyes and calmed himself down a bit. When he opened his eyes again, the panic in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by the usual shrewdness and calculation.

He looked at Lin Mowan, closed the review book on the table, and asked, "Anything else?"

This time his tone sounded much calmer and steady. Lin Mowan smiled with satisfaction, put down the teacup in her hand, and gave a look to Yuzhi beside her. Yuzhi immediately understood, handed over the two account books in her hand, and placed them respectfully in front of Jiang Wenqing.

Jiang Wenqing frowned as he looked at the book in front of him. He did not open it casually, but asked again with a puzzled look: "What is this?"

Lin Mowan lowered her eyes slightly, still looking virtuous and submissive from beginning to end. She answered, "It's like this. These two account books were given to me by Uncle Xue along with the other account books of the Jiang family's shop. However..."

As she spoke, her voice paused, and a hint of helplessness and complex emotions flashed through her eyes. She looked at Jiang Wenqing, paused for a moment, and then continued, "I feel that there seems to be some discrepancy between these two books. They just don't match up, and the fluctuations are very abnormal. I dare not make a decision on my own, so I can only bring them to Dad to have a look first."

Listening to Lin Mowan's words, Jiang Wenqing was somewhat skeptical, not only because he knew Lin Mowan's personality, but more importantly, ever since he and Gongshu Tingyue got married, Gongshu Tingyue had always been in charge of the domestic affairs while he had been in charge of the external affairs.

Although the two of them quarreled every few days over various issues, generally speaking, she had never made any mistakes when it came to such major events. However, these account books had only been in Lin Mowan's hands for less than half a month when problems were discovered. It was indeed a bit strange.

Thinking about it, he opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to speak for Gongshu Tingyue, but Lin Mowan seemed to be able to predict what disgusting words he was about to say. She spoke first: "Dad, please don't jump to conclusions too early. You will know whether this account book is real or fake after you take a look. Your wife's notes should be recognized, right?"

As she spoke, she slowly raised the corners of her mouth and gave him a meaningful smile. Jiang Wenqing's expression froze slightly, and the words that were about to come out of his mouth were choked in his throat, and he didn't have time to say them out loud.

Their eyes met, and Jiang Wenqing was finally shaken by Lin Mowan's determined gaze. He lowered his eyes and slowly opened the account book in his hand.

Lin Mowan stopped talking and just sat there quietly. At this moment, she didn't even have the interest to drink water. She just liked to watch him gradually break down.

As expected, under Lin Mowan's gaze, Jiang Wenqing flipped through the account book in his hand. At first, he was able to remain calm and not show his emotions. However, after turning a few pages, he couldn't help but frown. Even the movement of his hands flipping through the account book trembled because of anger, until he could no longer bear to look at it.

He was so angry that his face turned red and his eyes widened. He didn't believe that this was something Gongshu Tingyue could do, but it was clearly written in black and white: an ordinary silver hairpin is worth up to three thousand taels of gold. He really couldn't believe that this was an account book made by Gongshu Tingyue, but the handwriting was really Gongshu Tingyue's handwriting.

Jiang Wenqing was so angry that his face turned blue and then red, and even his chest couldn't help but rise and fall violently. He didn't understand. Gongshu Tingyue had been living a life of luxury since he was a child, and should have never had to worry about money, but how could he make such a fool of himself?

So where did all the money she took go?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, but a hint of triumphant smile flashed across Lin Mowan's eyes again, and in a corner where no one could see, the corners of her lips slightly curled up.

Afterwards, seeing that her goal had been achieved, Lin Mowan didn't want to stay any longer, she just stood up slowly and said, "Since the things have been delivered, I won't bother Dad any more."

As she spoke, she greeted the guests politely in a good mood, turned around and walked out with Yuzhi. Before she had walked far, she saw Xue Zhong hurriedly passing by her without even stopping.

Seeing that he looked flustered and walked hurriedly, coming from the direction of the study, Lin Mowan could probably guess what he was going to do, and her mood became better.

As expected, Lin Mowan had just returned to Feiqing Courtyard when the person who was watching the study brought back news that Gongshu Tingyue was invited to the study by Xue Zhong just after Lin Mowan left.

The door was closed, but the sound of quarreling could still be heard from inside. Gongshu Tingyue accused Jiang Wenqing of not trusting her and would rather believe Lin Mowan than ask her in person, while Jiang Wenqing insisted that she had cooked the accounts and embezzled the money from the shop.

The two of them were arguing fiercely. The sounds of smashing bowls and pots, pushing tables and chairs, and even beating and scolding were like thousands of troops passing through. It was very lively just to listen to them.

Gongshu Tingyue's disturbance made the relationship between the two, which had already eased a little, become stiff again. After the two of them had vented their anger, Jiang Wenqing sat dejectedly on the steps between the inner and outer rooms of the study, with several bright red scratch marks on his face and neck.

Both of them were sitting on the ground in a disheveled state, far apart from each other. Gong Shu Tingyue had disheveled hair, just like Jiang Wenqing. Her messy clothes seemed to tell how fierce the battle just now was. She was crying in grievance.

But Jiang Wenqing just watched, even a little numb, thinking about the things she had done. She had used cruel means to clean up the women around him one by one countless times, not even sparing the pregnant ones. Her control over him almost suffocated him.

But Jiang Wenqing could actually tolerate all of this. After all, his current glory was not only due to his own efforts, but also the contribution of Gongshu Tingyue. After all, she was Princess Zhaohe, who was favored by the late emperor and was born with auspicious fortune.

The person the princess wants to marry must not be presentable, so no matter whether it is the late emperor or Gongshu Yanyu, the reason why they use him so specially, in addition to his former status as the top scholar, is at least half because of Gongshu Tingyue.

Therefore, he could tolerate whatever Gongshu Tingyue did to him, except for the matter of falsifying accounts. In his eyes, the Jiang family was his, Jiang Wenqing's, roots. It was the status and power he had spent most of his life to build up, and he would never allow anyone to covet it.

So, after thinking it over, Jiang Wenqing stared at the hoarse voice and said, "Let's get together and separate."