The Fairy Tree Romance

“Eight million, I remember that very clearly. It seems every transaction has been recorded.” After saying that, Li Changzhou looked at the Minister of Justice.

"Sir, I will definitely..."

"I'm not asking you to deal with him, I'm asking you to answer Guanyin's question: How much have you embezzled?"

"How could I... I don't know, probably a thousand—" The Attorney General shut his mouth, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

"One thousand yuan?" Li Changzhou asked.

The Attorney General dared not answer.

“Then it’s at least ten million.” Li Changzhou then looked at the others.

The Minister of Transport's lips trembled incessantly;

The chief financial officer wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his long gown;

The Minister of Commerce and Industry was ashen-faced, looking like a zombie lying in a coffin;

The Minister of Agriculture and Forestry and the Chief of Police looked very similar; their legs were shaking uncontrollably, and even the two of them couldn't hold them down with their hands.

"Forget it," Li Changzhou said. "As long as you work well for me from now on, I'll forgive and forget your past mistakes; consider them as your legitimate income. But—"

"Sir, don't worry!"

"From now on, your words are law!"

The chiefs of staff all stood up abruptly. The chief of staff of agriculture and forestry lost his balance for a moment, but fortunately the chief of staff of the police station helped him up.

“People are treacherous. They are afraid of you now. Their first thought after returning is to abscond with the money. Tell them to deposit all their money in the Workers' Bank now.”

"Liu De, go and call the finance department, and send a few more cars to help the chiefs haul money."

"yes!"

After Liu De left, Li Changzhou glanced at the chiefs-in-chief who were repeatedly assuring him that they would not have any disloyal intentions, and said:

"Don't worry, everyone. Keeping my promises is one of my virtues. If I say that money is legal, then that money is legal. As long as you do your job well for me, you won't lose a single penny."

Before these people could react, he stood up.

"You'll stay here today. You can only leave when you've finished transferring the money."

Leaving the living room, Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan walked together towards the backyard.

"Is this the legendary 'releasing military power over a cup of wine'?" Li Changzhou laughed.

"It's still too simple." Yang Qinglan was slightly dissatisfied. "It relies on power and skills."

"We don't have much time, and even if we do, we can't waste it on this. We're already doing pretty well."

Yang Qinglan nodded and said, "Knowing is easy, doing is hard. Formulating a strategy is simple, but executing it is much harder. We need to keep a close eye on them."

"Mm." Li Changzhou nodded.

After turning a corner and returning to the backyard, the servants changed from bailiffs and young men to maids and old women.

Corridors, artificial hills, small bamboo groves, peonies, and Luoyang peonies that are said to be grown with milk, and courtyards connected by layer of moon gates.

"The Spring Emperor is just as beautiful as I am. What are your thoughts?" Yang Qinglan suddenly asked.

"Thoughts?" Li Changzhou was taken aback. "No, how could she be as pretty as you? She's only a fraction of your beauty."

"My one or two?"

"Hmm, no, no, not even one or two!" Li Changzhou felt his emotional intelligence suddenly explode. "In my heart, you are a celestial being, and everyone else is just an ordinary mortal."

Yang Qinglan sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" Li Changzhou turned to look at her. "Did I say something wrong?"

Yang Qinglan gently shook her head and stood in front of a cluster of peonies that resembled a sea of ​​flowers.

"Many poets' lovers say that they don't love me, but rather the me they imagine with a poet's heart. I sigh because I may not be as good as you imagine. What you like and think is good is the me you imagine."

"Is there any difference between how you are in private and how you are when you're with me? I know you like to swing your sandals barefoot."

Yang Qinglan smiled, then deliberately thought seriously for a moment: "Then there shouldn't be any."

"Isn't that fine?" Li Changzhou laughed. "I think that as long as there isn't a serious difference in values, the rest isn't difficult. I can listen to you."

“I don’t like it,” Yang Qinglan said.

What do you dislike?

“You’re making me sound unreasonable,” Yang Qinglan turned around to face him. “Sometimes I can listen to you.”

“I…” Li Changzhou didn’t know what to say.

He loosely clenched his right fist and placed it against his mouth to suppress a laugh.

Yang Qinglan smiled too; the peonies in the whole courtyard couldn't compare to her smile.

"Ahem." Li Changzhou cleared his throat. "Miss Yang, I have something I need you to do right now."

"What is it? Tell me first."

"Does it still need approval?"

What do you think?

“…Okay, it’s like this.” Li Changzhou controlled his pounding heart. “Didn’t we say before that we were going to hold a peony ball?”

"Um."

"Um, now..." Li Changzhou looked around to make sure no one was nearby.

Yang Qinglan's heartbeat also gradually quickened, perhaps because there were too many flowers and too much crowding around, and the weather was already in May, making her face feel a little hot.

After confirming the information, Li Changzhou looked away.

“We,” his voice was unexpectedly hoarse, and he paused for a moment, “Now, shall we jump?”

“We have peonies, but how can we dance without music?” Yang Qinglan’s voice was also a little hoarse, and her refusal was not very firm.

“I can sing!” Li Changzhou immediately said, his Adam’s apple bobbing, but his mouth was so dry that there was not a drop of saliva.

Yang Qinglan looked at the peony beside her without saying a word.

Li Changzhou was anxious, his gaze shifting between her and the peony.

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