The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1527 I Believe In You

The descendants of Liuli can even take out the divine liquid, so it doesn't seem difficult to take out a cornucopia by the way.

And now all the wealth created by this cornucopia was forcibly taken by him to build roads.

Under such circumstances, Qiao Maimai's cornucopia was his.

In this case, it doesn't make any difference whether the cornucopia is with him or with Qiao Maimai.

With Liuli's descendants around, he couldn't grab Qiao Maimai's cornucopia.

If it were another person, he would have the idea of ​​grabbing it. After all, the treasury is too poor, and he wants to do too many things. All of these need money, but now the person who owns the cornucopia is a descendant of Liuli. Under such circumstances, he would absolutely not be able to make a move of robbing.

To be honest, he was tired.

really tired.

He is old, he doesn't want to live anymore, and he doesn't have the energy to live such a life of suspicion, especially Qiao Xiaomai Tong Saburo.

He was wary of Tong Sanlang before, but he has always trusted Qiao Mai.

Now someone came up with such vicious words to drive a wedge between him and Qiao Xiaomai, ruthless, this move is ruthless enough.

Sighing, he said, "Girl Maimai, I trust you, you and Saburo don't worry, I will order someone to investigate this matter thoroughly, and I will definitely find out the perpetrators behind it."

"Thank you for your trust!" Seeing that Yang Wenxiao's eyes were still clear, Qiao Xiaomai pursed her lips, her nose slightly sour.

Although Yang Wenxiao likes to squeeze her, but when something happens, he will stand by her side.

Reluctantly, from now on she will regard him as an elder...

"Gao Lian, where did this rumor come from?" Yang Wenxiao looked at Gao Lian.

"This old slave didn't find out. There are many small vendors selling Miss Qiao's portraits on the street. The old slave thinks that this kind of rumor probably comes from their mouths. In order to sell more portraits, they try their best to brag about Qiao's portrait. The girl's ability to earn money, the general environment is like this, some people add a cornucopia of rumors to it, this is just a matter of lip service."

Qiao Xiaomai has always been at the top of the Daqi topic list since he became famous, and when Bei Yun appeared some time ago, he briefly stepped back to the second place. He thought that Bei Yun would be able to cause a bloodbath, but he suddenly became a good citizen.

And Qiao Maimai's flower dew became popular overnight, and he was soft when receiving orders, and his hands were cramped when counting the silver bills, so Qiaomai regained the top spot on the topic list.

Under such circumstances, it was quite normal for small vendors selling her portraits to appear in the streets and alleys. It was so normal that Yang Wenxiao didn't have any suspicions.

Later, there were more and more small vendors selling portraits, all over the streets and alleys. At this time, rumors of the cornucopia came out.

The streets are full of people selling portraits and bragging about Qiao Maimai's ability to earn money, who should check this?

Whose mouth did this rumor come from first?

Too hard to check, too hard to check.

Moreover, this rumor has not been widely disseminated. If Bei Yun hadn't mentioned it, even Yang Wenxiao would not have received a report in this regard.

"How about calling Bei Yun and asking who did he listen to?" Gao Lian said.

He has no clues, and now he can only find a breakthrough from Bei Yun.

"Go and call Bei Yun." Yang Wenxiao ordered.

So Bei Yun, who had just returned from Qiao's mansion to Bei's mansion and his ass was still hot, was called into the palace again. Due to his special status, he had to go in as well as Bei Lingsu.

The two came to Da'an Palace. After listening to Yang Wenxiao's question, Bei Yun thought about it carefully, and said, "I forgot."

(End of this chapter)