During the period when he returned to the royal city from Danyu City, Solandel had been living in seclusion, staying at home to sort out the ledger materials seized from Du Mingwei.

The interests in this are too complicated, and the more they are sorted out, the more frightened Solandale becomes, and the more hesitant she is to show these account books to her father.

Regarding Gomer, Lin Gengsen and others' greed for public food, Solandale had truthfully reported it to his father, and all the prisoners were also escorted back to the royal city.

Persius was furious when he heard the whole thing.

The dignified officials of the main city directly under the central government, the provincial officials, usually a little greedy, even if they were greedy, actually dared to fight those ideas of receiving food during the critical period of changing the cultivation of blood essence grass, and almost caused a popular rebellion that destroyed the country and wiped out the species, which made Pertheus so angry that he committed all the old diseases.

However, Solandale knew very well in her heart that this was where it was...

The greed for ink and public grain is just the tip of the iceberg, and it can even be said to be "insignificant", and the hidden interests in it are amazing.

Covering the sky with one hand, colluding up and down, fornicating with the enemy country... Any exposure of these things can make Pertheus worry about not sleeping well for a few days and nights.

So Solandale was very entangled in whether to give these account books and lists in his hands to his father.

Delivered?

Father has had enough things happen recently, and he finally sent Chino to deal with the matter of the Blood Essence Grass in Danyu City, and he can take a breath a little, and he has to deal with the affairs of Gome and other corrupt officials, and the work pressure is already great, and I am really afraid of crushing him if I hand over such an amazing account book...

Don't pay?

Who else can handle this kind of earth-shattering event involving the kingdom up and down but the king of a country? Herself? Just a child who just turned 13 after the end of the year? She's not arrogant enough yet.

Solandelle couldn't pay attention, so she sent Chino a flying book and asked for his opinion.

Chino's advice was to let Solandelle slow down, she would never be able to handle these account lists, and she would definitely have to hand them over, but she could let Pertheus finish this period and then hand them in.

Solandelle listened to Chino very much, but she was not idle, she planned to take these account lists and help her father sort them out first, combing those intricate information into concise and clean mind maps, making them easy to read and understand, and reducing her father's energy consumption when reading in the future.

And then, and most importantly, keep these books anyway!

Gomez and the others have a huge network of interests behind them, and now that these deadly account books are in the hands of others, these people will definitely try to destroy the evidence once they learn about it.

Solandelle's raid on Du Mingwei's home is a secret operation, but it is difficult to guarantee that the news will not leak out, so it must be cautious.

Chino had given her a space ring as a plaything before, and now it happened to be used to store the account book, and she wore the space ring on her hand twenty-four hours a day, not allowing anyone to touch it, not even her two brothers and mother, so as to ensure the safety of the account book.

After sorting out the information at hand, Solandelle was already dizzy, she had been at home for too long, and wanted to go out to breathe.

She looked up at the window and saw the apple tree in the back garden.

It's the season of flowers, the temperature is warming, everything is recovering, the warm spring breeze has blown all over the palace, and the apple tree shoots have budded, waking up from the deep slumber of winter, pregnant with vitality.

Solandale looked at the apple trees waiting to be fertilized, tapped her palms with wide eyes, and trotted downstairs.

...

Maggie is a slave who was born with the stigma of being a slave and represents an inferior class that can never be turned over, but she is probably the luckiest slave in all of Dogulland, not one of them.

For most slaves, they slept with cows and horses, ate rough fodder, and had to do exhausting heavy work every day, living in darkness and without dignity.

However, Maggie is in the palace, living in a magnificent and beautiful mansion, with a regular schedule, a delicate working meal every day, and a separate bedroom of her own, and the work is not very tiring, just need to clean every day and help the master do chores.

Speaking of the owner, this is also one of the reasons why Maggie is lucky.

It is not necessarily a good thing to be a slave to the princes and nobles, because the higher the status of the nobles, the more eccentric and difficult to serve, and the standards they set for their slaves are also very harsh, even if they make a small mistake, they will be expelled at least and severely punished.

But Maggie's owner is different, the ninth princess of the royal family, Solandelle, is young, kind and easy-going, considers others in everything, and never embarrasses others.

Solandelle doesn't even treat her as a slave, she claims to be her friend both internally and externally, and usually invites her to afternoon tea and chats with her, even if she is not educated and can't understand anything.

This kind of treatment made Maggie extremely grateful in her heart, and she also felt extremely lucky, although she was born a slave, she had a good master, isn't this a gift from the gods? So she usually works extremely hard and serves the Ninth Princess wholeheartedly.

This morning, Maggie cleaned up the mansion, found farm tools from the warehouse, and prepared to go to the back garden to take care of the plants, which is also one of her daily jobs.

In addition to the colorful flowers in the back garden, the most important thing is the apple trees.

Solandale was so fond of eating apples that she planted them herself, and although the varieties of apples were strange and the fruit was very bitter, she heard that a friend of hers liked it very much, and always said that it was sweet, and Her Royal Highness became more attentive to these apple trees.

Maggie took the farm tools to the back garden, and suddenly found that there were already people working here, she thought that which servant had misremembered the work arrangement, and just wanted to smile and ask a few words, but when she saw the other party clearly, the smile on her face suddenly froze.

It was none other than Solandelle, who had changed into a light civilian suit, carried a large hoe that did not match her figure, clumsily loosened the soil for the apple trees, her shoes and trouser legs were covered with mud, and her face was dirty, like a little cat, and she was tired and sweating.

Solandelle saw Maggie and greeted her warmly: "Hi Maggie, good morning~"

Maggie asked as if she had lost her soul, "Your Highness... What are you doing..."

"I'm growing apples." Solandale put the hoe on the ground, rested on it, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "In the past, when you planted apples, you were loosening the soil and watering and fertilizing, you were responsible for planting, and I was responsible for picking, I think this is too unfair." ”

"You are the one who grows the apples, and you are the one who sweats, so the fruit should belong to you, not to me." Solandale hammered his little hand and smiled sweetly, "So, in the future, I plan to grow apples by myself, plant them by myself, pick them by myself, and only harvest my own share~ And the trees you planted, all the fruits that bear will belong to you!" ”