[West Fantasy] The noble lady who was divorced became rich

"They fled in a hurry, and they probably didn't have time to clear the family property." Because Mariana is the daughter of the Grand Duchess of Aquiqui, if these wealthy southern businessmen who fled dare to transfer their property to the Grand Duchy of Aquiqui, then Mariana will Dare to ask mother to check all their properties in the Grand Duchy of Aquique in a fair and honest manner, and do what they say.

"Oh! You underestimate these people too." Abigail said disdainfully: "Do you know what Cantero's most famous business is?"

"Purge?"

"No, it's anti-magic reconnaissance." Abigail recalled her experience in Cantero, and said in a bad tone: "These Cantero people who are so conservative that they want to lock their heads naturally have their own dirty places. , but you also know how high the moral standards of Cantero people are, and those who have status are more afraid of the social death treatment after the truth is revealed, so Cantero's anti-magic detection technology develops very rapidly. Whether it is It has a very good effect on people or things.”

"You mean that those fleeing southerners are likely to put money in magic items, and then use Cantero's anti-reconnaissance technology to evade the northern inspection?" Mariana responded quickly: "It works. ?"

"It depends on how strict Mrs. Christina's entry inspection is." Abigail rolled her eyes, showing a fox-like sly smile: "Is the doctor at Mrs. Christina's?"

"Of course." Mariana said without hesitation: "Now is an important moment for Obstar...Even if refugees from the south keep pouring into the north, we should not simplify the difficulty of entering the city, but be more vigilant."

"Then it's fine." Abigail believed in the doctor's technology, after all, it was a monster that lived for an unknown number of years.Cantero's magician is with the doctor, that is, to the extent that he is being played.

"Let the doctor pay attention to the people who fled to the north of Obstar, maybe they have a record of King Obstar's slander." Mariana knew that the inherent assets of those southerners would be almost destroyed after this incident. Even if they can return to their homeland after the war, except for some old nobles, almost everyone will face the problem of land redistribution, and those old nobles who are special cases will have to deal with the accusation of "fleeing" against them by the Imperial Council.

Therefore, in this crisis, it is guaranteed that no southerner is willing to sell a wave of kings to Mariana, so as to gain the reputation of atonement.

"Then how do we solve the military expenses on the front line?" Abigail looked at the finance and tax officers who had checked the accounts for several days, and was really worried that they would be tormented mad by a series of numbers that did not match.

"What else can I do? Either I use the money from my private house to subsidize it, or I have to pay the black account." Mariana's face is as bad as ever, but it is much better than when she first saw the black account: "Let me take the money from the private house Money subsidies are impossible, even if all the income from Colin and other places is used, it is just a drop in the bucket.” More importantly, Marianne did not want to leave the Obsida people to find her own. The habitual thinking of pocketing money.

As we all know, many emperors in history were dragged down by a group of pests who ate the public and kept private and cried for poverty.The irony is that when these emperors were ruined and their families were ruined, the wealth collected by the rebels from the homes of those crying poor courtiers may be several times or even dozens of times the treasury.

In this regard, Mariana would rather entrust her property to a trustworthy temple than to plug the holes made by these moths.

"Together, there should be seven or eight billion..." Mariana knew that these black accounts would definitely be endless, but she couldn't swallow the resentment if she wanted to completely erase them, so she could only try to wear them down. Become a weapon and see if you can cut a knife from Cantero or a fat sheep in the country.

"Seven or eight billion? Isn't there more than a billion?" Abigail asked puzzled, "You didn't count the [-] million you paid from Prince Abel?"

"The [-] million can't be exchanged at all... At most, it can be kept as evidence or waited for a few years before being exchanged in batches." Mariana couldn't stop her headache when she thought of this: "Not to mention anything else, do you think the Pope has this Will spare money and effort be exchanged for an old century check worth [-] million? Even in peacetime, he will not easily go to the Northern Alliance... To put it bluntly, they set up the largest black market in the frozen place, just for the geese to pass by Pluck the hair and give some favors to Transia and Zeelan."

"Maybe before I brought the check from the old century to Frozen, I was asked for [-] million tolls by Transia and Zeelan." Although the South and the North are considered politically correct, Mariana The words are not purely black, but she has really seen how serious the problem of tipping and public privacy in the north is.

After all, you dare to talk about privacy publicly, how fair do you expect the South to be?

Mariana looked at the sky and said to the staff in the house: "Thanks for your hard work, Abigail, let Ms. Lena invite them to drink, and then settle the overtime pay for the past few days."

Mariana is slightly better than King Obstar in that she will pay overtime, instead of asking these people to contribute their labor unconditionally in the name of "responsibility".

"After the negotiations between Obsta and Cantero, remember to give them a few days off..." Mariana couldn't help stretching when there was no one around, and then thumped her sore and aching shoulder: "It's exhausting me."

As a result, in the next second, a pair of well-knit hands pressed on Marianna's shoulders, and then kneaded them with moderate strength.

"That demon hasn't left yet?" Mariana knew who it was without looking back.

Oster's fingers were as dexterous as an embroiderer at work, even while kneading his shoulders, he didn't forget to press Marianne's acupuncture points along her neck.

Looking at the slender neck that could be grasped with one hand, Oster's eyes became very dark.

【Perhaps she can break the opponent's neck immediately. 】

"Why didn't you reply? Hasn't Asmodeus left yet?" Marianne raised her head and asked again, to facilitate Oster's work.

"His 'hosts' in Obstar have all escaped, where do you expect him to go?" Because of Asmodeus, Botis has not been in the mood to hang around Marianne recently, but has focused on Deal with one of the supreme four pillars.

Without the narrow-minded demon wandering around Marianne, Oster decided to take the opportunity to gain a sense of presence, so that when Lucius came back, he would not be able to even get close to Marianne.

"Escape? Ah! You mean that the host of Asmodeus in Obstar is Queen Polina?" Mariana suddenly pressed Oster's hand, and then said with a half-smile: "But you are How do you know?"

Oster stopped rubbing his shoulders, trying not to let his palms sweat: "Yes..."

"Don't tell me that it was Asmodeus or Botis who told you." Mariana rudely interrupted the sophistry that Oster was about to say, and said in a bad tone: "This kind of statement is so stupid that no one would believe."

"..." If it wasn't in front of Marianna, Oster really wanted to swallow a mouthful of saliva out of thin air, so as to suppress his uneasy heart.

"Don't tell me?" Mariana wanted to give Oster some color, but she thought that Polina was no longer that important, so there was no need to fall out with Oster: "You should know that as long as I have a heart, Find out something."

As Marianne pressed on, Oster wondered if he could fool Marianne, or how much Marianne knew about his little tricks.

After all, the danger of Changanjun is no less than dancing with snakes, especially under the premise that Oster has already angered Botis and Lucius. If Marianne doubts him again, then Oster can choose to be himself. It's over.

"Whether you believe it or not, your importance in my heart is incomparable." After years of "experience", Oster has already developed a flattering personality under high pressure.In the words of Botis or Lucius, this is an undignified character.

However, for Oster, this is one of the means he uses to arm himself: "Isn't it my duty to understand your preferences and thoughts?"

Mariana knew that five or six of Oster's ten sentences were lies.Because he is such a creature, engraving drow's insidiousness and cunning in his bones, even when it comes to skinning and cutting bones, it is difficult to tell the truth.

"Just to know what I like and think?"

"Yes."

Oster and Marianne looked at each other, and the silent communication between the two made the atmosphere in the room very stiff. Even Bai Xue poked her head out with deep emotion, assuming a posture of preparing to attack.

"Forget it, I'll trust you first!" For some reason, the face of the little Emperor Odin, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, appeared in Mariana's mind.Whether it is Oster or Figohill, there will be a possibility of backstabbing her.The difference is that Figohill is more likely to fall for her, while Oster...

Mariana can't think of what she can give to Oster for the time being. After all, money and power are not separated, and in Oster's identity, even if he takes the money, he has no place to spend it, and the power is just a pretentious power.

So the best way to make Oster fall for her is to become stronger, so strong that Oster will choose her as Muqiang's benchmark.

But is it really appropriate to pay such a high price to make Oster fall to him?

Apart from the romantic affair that night, Marianne really couldn't imagine what else was worth her nostalgia for Oster.

In Oster's eyes, although Marianne was as indifferent as ever, Drow's sense of crisis still made him nervous subconsciously, and he recalled the warning of the little emperor Odin in his ears: "If you are killed by Marianne Get out, then go to die directly!"

The little emperor with a gentle face said extremely terrifying words in a calm tone: "An existence that cannot make Marianne happy, there is no need to live."