It's a big crime to sell hanxingcao. Is there anyone else planting hanxingcao?
This is a great crime.
Those people, who really think they are monks, are not afraid of being beheaded?
It's a shame to be a monk.
"It's nothing. It's also for the court." Chen Guogong sighed.
He didn't want to tell Shen Xu about it if he could.
Hide for your daughter, at least you can make her safe.
But Shen Xu has a good eye. Even if he doesn't say it, Shen Xu can find it.
What's more He can't teach his daughter well, so it's better to let her suffer.
Since Miss Chen was a child, Mr. Chen has been very kind to her daughter.
Her mother died so early that she often looked miserable.
Therefore, he has been coaxing and doting on Miss Chen, but he did not expect that Miss Chen could do such a thing.
It really made him angry.
If it were not for his own daughter, Mr. Chen would have slapped Miss Chen to death.
He had a fire in his heart. After he had finished with Shen Xu, he left.
Fuduo goes to his study to deliver tea to Shen Xu. He sees Shen Xu face the things on the table with a gloomy face.
She didn't understand and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter?"
"Do you remember Miss Chen?" Shen Xu asked.
"Miss Chen? Of course I remember Thinking of that woman, Fudo's eyes flashed a vague meaning.
She still * see so brainless girl, not only remember, still remember clearly.
"Miss Chen may have something to do with hanxingcao. When I saw Mr. Chen just now, I felt that Mr. Chen was about ten years old again." Shen Xu sighed a little.
As for the upbringing of his children, because Shen Xu has no children, he naturally has no right to comment.
But seeing him like that, he felt that he was a little pitiful.
Chen Guogong is always upright.
He seldom put his own business on him.
Sometimes when Shen Xu saw Duke Chen, he would find that the sleeves of his official clothes were broken, but he didn't care.
He really devoted himself to politics, even more than Shen Xu and Xiao Zirui.
Now that such a thing has happened, Chen Guogong is the most miserable one.
"Alas." Fuduo didn't know what to say for a moment. Chen Guogong was a good official, but not a good father.
"What are you going to do?" Fuduo looks at Shen Xu.
"This matter still needs to be dealt with. Moreover, I have some doubts now. In fact, the source of cold star grass is in the mountains in the north of Beijing." Shen Xu looked serious and thought about it slowly. "At the beginning, I thought hanxingcao was smuggled in, but the shopkeeper's account book had some sales records of hanxingcao, but the purchase records were very few, and the price was not normal compared with the sales records."
"So, I suspect that they planted the cold star grass on the mountain in the north of Beijing, and then, after the cold star grass grows, they send it down the mountain for sale."
"Because the cost of planting hanxingcao is not high, it's just dangerous, so when they sell hanxingcao, the price is not high." Shen Xu took out the account book that he had brought out from biguige and groped for the number on the account book.
"You see, here is a sum of money that has not been calculated clearly. It was given to Biyun temple in the north of Beijing. The shopkeeper is not a good man. It's even more impractical to donate oil to Biyun temple. What is the reason for such a sum of money? "