"This matter must not be spread outside."

The old rich man gave Wu Erbiao a look.

"know!"

Wu Erbiao naturally understood. The emperor was now being controlled by them, and they knew who the next prince would be. His wealth for at least thirty years was certain.

It’s not in vain that the father and son worked so hard.

On the way to Cining Palace, Shuan Zhu and Zamul rushed into the palace after clearing away some remnants. When he saw the young master, Shuan Zhu whispered to him if he had seen the Qianqing Palace.

"I've seen it, and now I've decided on the twelfth brother. If you don't cause trouble for nothing, if you want to mess around, I'll bury you and my grandpa later."

Jia Liu must beat Brother Zhuzhu. Ever since he became Director Yang, Brother Zhuzhu has been doing endless tricks.

Jamur fell behind and quietly asked Yang Zhi, who looked depressed: "Director, what did you say?"

"I didn't say anything. He said he would let me sleep in the imperial mausoleum in the future."

Yang Zhi patted Jamur and said, "Do a good job and I will save a room for you in the future."

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