After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

“As the Minister of Revenue, I will never be partial or corrupt.

There is nothing that cannot be said to others. There must be a witness by the side. Otherwise, if someone takes the opportunity to slander me and throw dirty water on me, I will not be able to seek justice."

Li Lianggong rubbed his lips at the short girl dressed as a man, Li Shiliu, and smiled slyly, saying, "Don't worry, Master Tong. I am not an old pedant who doesn't understand the world. The people who stay here are definitely people I can trust."

Since the old rascal had said so, Tong Guoan naturally couldn't force anything. He could only choose to turn a blind eye and keep Li Shiliu, who was watching the show from the front line.

Tong Guoan, the commander of the Nine Gates, led Li Lianggong, Li Shiliu and Meng Qisui towards the mansion, explaining as they walked: "Two hundred thousand taels of silver is indeed a lot, and you asked for it back so quickly, and I can't come up with so much money all at once. If I sell my property in a hurry, not only will I not get a good price, but I can't afford to lose face.

After much thought, there is only one solution, which is to temporarily borrow the lady's dowry to pay back the money to the treasury, and then slowly return it to the lady after saving some money."

Using his wife's dowry to pay back the debt means that he doesn't want to spend a penny. The Governor of the Nine Gates can't come up with 20 taels. Li Shiliu expressed that she didn't believe it. Just the clothes on Tong Guoan's most beloved youngest son Tong Wencai were worth tens of thousands of taels. She kindly lent his clothes to auction and solved the problem of urgent need for money for disaster relief.

You said that such a Nine Gates Admiral couldn't come up with 20 yuan. Li Shiliu said she didn't believe it. She could only say that Tong Guoan, who was stingy and had evil intentions, was really a piece of shit.

“But my wife is in a special situation now. She has been bedridden for many years and is so weak that she even has difficulty getting out of bed.

Madam doesn't understand the current situation in Yuanjing City, and she is still afraid that I have cheated her dowry. How could I, a dignified admiral of the Nine Gates, do such a shameless thing?

That's really a woman's perspective.

I won’t say any more. My wife said that she doesn’t trust me. She wants to return the money to the Ministry of Revenue in person. Seeing that she is about to die, I have no choice but to invite the two adults to come to my house. ”

When talking about Madam Du Sanniang, even in front of outsiders, Tong Guoan's face was full of disgust without any concealment.

You have to pick up the bowl to eat, but you start cursing before you even put the bowl down.

Li Shiliu shook her head and didn't say anything. She followed the others to the wing room where Du Sanniang had been specially asked to move to recuperate a few days ago.

"Du Sanniang, I have already invited Minister of Revenue Li Lianggong and Dali Temple Minister Meng Qisui to come here. I have done what I said. Don't forget what you promised me."

As soon as she entered the room, Li Shiliu's attention was attracted by Du Sanniang, who was lying sick on the bed.

Du Sanniang's face was pale and she was so thin that she looked like a skeleton beneath the wrinkled skin. She lay on the bed with her eyes closed, breathing barely a breath, and her whole body exuded a decayed aura of impending death.

Standing at the end of Du Sanniang's bed was a young man in his early 20s. He was not tall and thin. Although he looked a bit like the rough-looking Tong Guoan, he was more like Du Sanniang when she was young, with the appearance of a weak scholar.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be Tong Wenjie, the notorious unlucky guy in Yuanjing City, the eldest son of Duke Yue's mansion.