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

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it was. Tong Guoan paced back and forth in the room anxiously, but his mind never rested for a moment. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

Whether it was his son being robbed by a mysterious person, the stolen items actually appeared publicly at the charity fundraising auction held by Tencent, or the Ministry of Industry and Water Conservancy, who seemed like a trouble that might happen at any time, he had contributed a lot of money to himself and knew some of his little tricks...

No, we absolutely cannot delve into this matter any further. If we do, we will be in big trouble.

Not only can we not investigate further, but we must also show our loyalty to the emperor.

But the emperor didn't even warn me about this matter. If I stupidly rushed up to him and apologized, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

Tong Guoan, who had made a lot of money by taking advantage of Li Yue'er over the years, was now covered in lice. It was impossible for him to apologize on his own initiative. If he did, he would probably have to go to the Dali Temple jail with that good-for-nothing Du Shuijian from the Ministry of Works.

After much thought, since Emperor Jiade did not say anything, Tong Guoan did not intend to make this matter public, so the best way was to relieve the emperor's worries.

For example, he could just go to a charity auction and spend a little more money to buy back the things that were robbed from his son Tong Wencai.

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Li Yue'er and Tong Wenyu in the next box had already left in boredom. Li Shiliu, who had almost rested, did not plan to stay any longer. As soon as Li Yue'er and Tong Wenyu left, she went downstairs with her three maids.

But what was surprising was that as soon as Li Shiliu opened the door of the box, she saw such a great show.

"Madam Li, help me, Madam Li, help me...

I am Ms. Sun, the wife of the Water Conservancy Commissioner of the Ministry of Works. Please, Madam Li, save our master.

Please, Madam Li, I kowtow to you here."

A woman in her 40s, with a bare face, a haggard face, and dressed in coarse linen clothes, was kneeling on the ground at the gate of Juxiang Tower, holding Li Yuer's legs tightly with her hands, crying with snot and tears.

Seeing Sun's snot, tears and saliva almost splashing onto her skirt, Li Yue'er, who had not suffered any hardship in more than 20 years, felt sick. She frowned and wanted to pull her legs out, but she didn't expect that Sun, who didn't look strong, actually had so much strength. Her hands held Li Yue'er's legs tightly like iron clamps, and she couldn't move at all.

"Where did this crazy woman come from? How could this lady know a crazy woman like you?

Let go, let go quickly...

Come, come, quickly pull this crazy woman away..."

Li Yue'er was shouting in rage, but no one around her dared to step forward and take action.

As the favorite concubine of Tong Guoan, the governor of the Nine Gates, whose status is higher than that of his wife, Li Yue'er is well-known to everyone in the capital city of Yuan. Naturally, the servants here did not dare to take action against her.

Those women didn't dare to do so. After all, Li Yue'er's bad reputation in the capital came half from Tong Guoan's favor and half from her own undisguised arrogance.

It turned out that a tofu beauty at the market accidentally spilled some tofu water on Li Yue'er's skirt. Li Yue'er had the tofu beauty's stall overturned and had the maids and servants around her beat her until she vomited blood.

With her being so arrogant and domineering, who would dare to come forward to help her when encountering such a thing today?