"Go back to the General's Mansion and look at your dowry. ”

"Dowry?" Feng Tianyan blinked, "The emperor's compensation?"

"Hmm. Xiao Yuchen bowed slightly.

"I have to go back and see, if something is wrong, I have to let my grandfather go into the palace to find the emperor!" Feng Tianyan said, walked out, walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, and turned his head to look at Xiao Yuchen who was following behind: "By the way, I haven't answered my question before when I asked you in the carriage!"

"Why didn't Yan Yan go and ask your master and brother directly?"

"Well, you're right! Then I'll ask Master and Senior Brother tomorrow!" Feng Qianyan nodded and continued to walk forward. At the same time, he muttered to himself, "Alas! Why didn't I think of this......

Xiao Yuchen, who was following behind, was full of happy smiles in his starry eyes.

King Chen's Mansion is only separated by a wall from the General's Mansion, and it is a piece of cake to climb over the past with the skills of the wind. But Xiao Yuchen stubbornly held the wind every time, flew over the wall, and sent him back to the general's mansion.

This time, after crossing the wall, Xiao Yuchen went back to the palace to deal with affairs first, and went to the treasury of the general's mansion alone.

The gates of the courtyard and storeroom were open, and there were many guards inside and outside. Seeing that his eldest lady was coming, they saluted one after another.

"Why are the doors open?" asked Feng Qianyan.

"Miss Hui, the things have just been delivered, and your subordinates have not had time to close the door, and you are here. One of the guards quickly explained.

"Just delivered?"

"Yes. Steward Chen is taking people to count inside. ”

"I'll go in and have a look. Feng Tianyan glanced left and right, and suddenly raised his voice, "You close the door, so as not to lose anything again, and you have to trouble the emperor!"

After speaking, he walked into the warehouse.

The guards who didn't know why looked at each other: Who is this talking about, Miss?

Towards the end of the corridor, the housekeeper Chen Ting was standing at the door of a storeroom, holding a thick stack of lists in his hand. At the end of the corridor next to it is the storeroom where the dowry was kept.

"Uncle Chen. ”

"Yo, Miss, you're back. Uncle Chen bowed slightly.

"I heard that the emperor's compensation was sent, so I came to take a look. Feng Qiyan said, and looked inside, only to see seven or eight people opening boxes one by one, carefully counting.

"Don't worry, the eldest lady, the subordinates are staring here, and nothing will go wrong. ”

Feng Qian smiled slyly, gestured outside, and lowered his voice: "Uncle Chen, it's better to make mistakes, someone will compensate us anyway." ”

Chen Ting was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "My subordinates understand." It's just that, Miss, if this method is used again, I'm afraid it will be ......"

"Shhhh

"Lady walk slowly. ”

Looking at the back of Feng Qiyan leaving, Chen Bo couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

There was still some time before dinner, and Feng Qianyan did not go back to the courtyard, but went to the bamboo forest.

Seeing the little niece who pushed the door in, Feng Rui raised his eyes and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Second uncle, Yan Yan is not here to treat his legs. ”

Zhi Yu's temptation made Feng Qianyan's spiritual power almost overdrawn, even if he refined two furnaces of pills to recover some, it was not enough to repair Feng Rui's meridians.

"Come at this hour, second uncle here, there is nothing delicious to entertain you gluttonous little thing!"