She realized that her husband was somewhat wasteful. Why was he buying her these flashy and impractical dresses? With their current financial situation, the money should be spent on more practical things. She didn't need these glamorous clothes to adorn herself.
At least at this stage, it's not necessary.
She must have worn all sorts of beautiful clothes in her past life. Her horizons and knowledge were broadened through all sorts of glamorous and extravagant experiences. So she can be both arrogant and humble.
All of this depends on whether she has enough inner strength and confidence.
Looking at Liu Fengmian, who was sitting in the main seat of the living room with his back to her in front of the screen, she once again felt that he might be a guest of Yuwen Sheng. Wei Yao had said that Liu Fengmian had been sent on a mission.
Based on her many years of experience, employees who travel on business at company expense generally earn more extra money than those in office-based positions.
The thought of Liu Fengmian, whose eyesight was so poor, yet still working so hard to earn money for her family, filled her with boundless energy.
She couldn't slack off either; she had to plan and develop her career properly so that she could be responsible for earning money to support the family in the future, while Liu Fengmian wouldn't have to work so hard and could just stay at home and be beautiful.
In the front hall, a group of richly dressed and gold-adorned merchants filed in.
Zheng Quchi was not interested in these official discussions, and he was also concerned about her other identity. If she learned too much about Yuwen Sheng and his group's secrets from Liu Fengmian, and if her identity as a Mo family spy were exposed one day, it might cause him a lot of trouble.
So she quickly dressed in men's clothing, combed her dry hair into a bun, and applied makeup in front of the bronze mirror to change her appearance.
Finally, he left a message for Liu Fengmian on the table with a charcoal pencil, then wrapped himself in his cloak, pulled up the hood to cover his face, and sneaked away through the back door.
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Yuwen Sheng's appearance at the West Street workshop in Fu County was indeed for an important matter. He had come to summon the wealthy gentry of Qizhou because he needed to purchase a large quantity of glutinous rice for the construction of the city wall.
In addition to quantity, financial resources are also needed.
This is also the usual practice of officials. Whenever the government is in trouble and can't raise the funds, they will convene wealthy gentry from various counties to discuss the matter, either "borrowing" or "inducing" them to bear the shortfall in funds.
Generally speaking, such matters are usually handled by the county magistrate or other civil officials, but these wealthy gentry in the border regions of Ye State are quite remarkable; they don't take officials like the county magistrate seriously at all.
They pay a large amount of taxes to the country every year to ensure the balance of the national treasury. It is expected that the court can only try to appease them and cannot do anything to them in a tough way.
Therefore, under such circumstances, Yuwen Sheng personally intervened.
After Wei Yao finished inspecting the surrounding area and arranging the security work, she returned to Yuwen Sheng's side.
As Yuwen Sheng's personal guard, he stood not far from the screen. Normally, he should have kept his eyes straight ahead, like a cunning fox, suppressing any unusual movements with the gaze of a ferocious beast.
But at this moment, when he was on duty, his mind wandered, and his eyes kept drifting away unconsciously.
He was incredibly curious. He really wanted to know who the woman who seemed to be the general's wife was, what she looked like, whether she was as beautiful as an angel or exceptionally intelligent. In any case, someone who could capture the general's attention couldn't be ordinary.
He subtly shifted his gaze again, intending to peek at the person behind the screen, hoping to find some clues through the blurry silk. However, after careful examination, he was certain that the woman who had just been carried back by the general and placed in the side hall of the warm pavilion was gone!
Unable to contain his excitement, and disregarding the many people present, he immediately clasped his hands and reported, "General, the lady is missing?"
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Sheng immediately stood up.
He quickly went around to the back of the screen, and sure enough, Zheng Quchi was nowhere to be seen. He saw a line of words written in charcoal on the corner of the table.
Liu Fengmian, I'm going back now. Don't worry, I'll definitely come home as soon as I'm done with my work.
In addition, she drew a peach-shaped pattern (a heart) after the words.
During the negotiation with the wealthy man, Yuwen Sheng restrained his bloodthirsty impulses so as not to frighten Zheng Quchi behind the screen. But when he turned around, his eyes changed instantly.
His eyes, as black as ink, held an extreme darkness. He grinned, revealing a gloomy smile that was almost morbid. The smile rippled from his pupils, spreading out like a demon lord descending from the heavens.
"To the Kingdom of Ye, you may still have value in living, but to me, the moment you refused, there was no need for you to continue living."
"Tell me, if you all were to die unexpectedly tonight, and I were to casually pin a charge of treason on your deaths, wouldn't it be perfectly justifiable for your vast fortunes to be handed over to the imperial court?"
A gentle and pleasant voice suddenly rang out in a sinister tone, startling the group of wealthy gentlemen who had been arrogant and making various excuses to avoid giving him a haircut.
They were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat, and their feet and scalp felt numb.
As the saying goes, "a ruthless man speaks little," and that perfectly describes Yuwen Sheng.
From the very beginning, relying on their status as major taxpayers in the State of Ye, they refused to contribute money to build the city walls, preferring to selfishly guard their own small plots of land, farmland, and shops, minding only the interests of their own families.
However, after Yuwen Sheng cleanly and decisively beheaded a "leader," the scene of blood splattering on the spot made the others finally realize something.
That person in front of me was not a county magistrate who considered the big picture in everything, but a "living Yama" who would dismember someone at the slightest disagreement.
Sure enough, a tough approach was more effective with businessmen than any appeasement policy. After being terrified, when they realized that Yuwen Sheng was not joking but really intended to massacre the wealthy, they immediately rushed to state their positions.
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