Du Yong thought to me and made a random statement: "This is easy to understand. The Holy Pill Sect is lying to others and wants to blame General Nie."

Gao Qian touched his head, obviously not understanding.

Du Yong continued to make nonsense: "After the news of the Eighteen Posts reached the capital, there will definitely be people who suspect that General Manager Nie has been greedy for two posts."

Gao Qian sneered: "Isn't this a big deal? Qu Shaoqing was watching at that time."

Du Yong nodded: "That's General Manager Nie and Qu Shaoqing are in the same circle, and each person is just divided into one... Let me tell you, some people in the court are full all day long and have nothing to do, so they are thinking about how to find fault so that they won't care about the truth."

After listening, Gao Qian frowned slightly, obviously becoming a little worried.

Du Yong quickly brought it back: "Who are General Manager Nie and Qu Shaoqing? How can this little thing stump them?"

Gao Qian thought about it, so it was his turn to worry about General Manager Nie and Qu Shaoqing.

After drinking, Du Yong and Gao Qian went home.

Before parting, Gao Qian reminded him again: "Don't leave the city recently!"

Du Yong nodded: "Don't worry, if I want to leave the city, I will definitely be fully prepared. Even if the Demon Demon really assassinated me, I will make him come and go."

Gao Qian was speechless and said, "Play less and practice more."

Du Yong replied with a smile.

When he returned home, Qingyao was teasing birds, and Lingling was still doing needlework.

When they saw Du Yong come back, they all came up to him, first asked Du Yong about his well-being, and then asked, "Where are Brother Yang and the others?"

Du Yong casually said: "They will be very busy lately."

Lingling took over the box from Du Yong's hand, and Du Yong quickly shouted: "Don't move..."

However, it was too late, Lingling opened the lid directly and opened her mouth: "Young master, what is this?"

Qingyao's eyes were straight and she felt incredible.

Du Yong was quite helpless: "Don't you recognize the silver bill?"

Lingling showed an angry expression: "Of course Lingling knows it's silver bills... Why are there so many?"

Qingyao said, "Young Master, this must be more than 200,000, right?"

Du Yong said lightly: "It's about 250,000 yuan. Don't ask where I came from, I just earn it. If you see someone, you will get a stack, okay?"

"Earned?"

Lingling was still shocked and murmured: "How did you earn it?"

Qingyao stared at Du Yong carefully, hoping to get an answer.

Du Yong said seriously: "Don't ask too much, because this matter is a secret. In short, it's not about robbing money houses or stealing. It's my earnings based on my strength. Brother Yang and the others are dealing with the follow-up matters."

Lingling nodded foolishly, didn't ask any more questions, and used her true nature to be a little rich man, and took a stack with a smile.

Qingyao didn't ask any more questions, but she was still very curious.

Du Yong took two stacks and put them in Qingyao's hands, and sighed: "You two really make a fortune while sitting... Especially Lingling, you little girl, you are so terrible, you didn't even have time to shout out, just open the box."

Lingling curled her lips: "Young master, don't you want to share our money?"

Du Yong sighed: "It's not that I don't want to share your money... I just want to remind you that you should be careful with this kind of box, some of which hide hidden weapons. If you accidentally hurt you, I will feel distressed."

Before Lingling could be moved, Du Yong continued: "I feel sorry for gauze, and it's very consuming to bandage the wound."

"Pooh!"

Lingling rolled her eyes and rushed forward with her teeth and claws, wanting to make Du Yong look good.
Chapter completed!