My eunuch An is a yandere

Before Xiao Yuaner's arranged marriage became a hot topic in Kyoto, another piece of news was widely circulated.

Princess Jiarou, who was also a princess and married into the second branch of the Huo family, had her property confiscated.

As the eldest prince, Xiao Fu's first errand was to raid his third great-aunt's house. Although he was only thirteen, he kept a stern face throughout the whole process, acting as if he was doing business without any discussion, in order to impress his father.

Anjiu, who was assisting from the side, pretended to remind the soldiers who were confiscating the house to be gentler and not to damage the princess's personal belongings.

Princess Jiarou looked confused and didn't understand why her house was confiscated. Since she couldn't get the answer from Xiao Fu, she could only ask An Jiu.

The princess, dressed in gorgeous clothes and living a life of luxury, also looked a little embarrassed and asked for Jiudao with an unhappy look on her face.

"What on earth happened? Why did the emperor raid my princess's mansion?"

Anjiu bowed slightly as a greeting.

"Princess, rest assured. His Majesty has said that while your property will be confiscated, your private vault will not be touched."

"How dare you! The entire Princess Mansion belongs to me. You are not allowed to touch anything here."

It was hard to respond to this. An Jiu didn't waste any words with her. He just took half a step back and stood firmly aside.

He wasn't the one who confiscated the property; he was just overseeing it. However, among those who did this were members of the Yanwu Guard. When it came time to slaughter the fat sheep, they couldn't forget their own people.

Princess Jiarou looked at the vases and potted plants in her house, and even the lanterns on the corridor had been taken down one by one. Her fingers were shaking with anger.

"Xiao Fu, I am your great-aunt. You came and confiscated my property without saying anything. You don't take me seriously at all."

"Grandma, you don't have to be so angry with me. If you want to blame someone, blame your good son. He did something good but secretly mined a private mine. This is a crime punishable by extermination of all nine generations of the family. Father only ordered the confiscation of property, but the entire second branch of the Huo family was arrested."

When the princess heard her son's illegal mining, her legs gave way and she was about to fall, but was caught by the quick-witted female official. She still didn't know what Huo Lou had done outside.

Huo Lou also harbored evil intentions. After discovering the private mine, he colluded with General Fan stationed in the southwest and wanted to embezzle the mine. He did not dare to report it to his mother.

Princess Jiarou didn't know that her son had been dead for more than a month.

"Where's Alou? He's also your cousin. Tell me, where is he?"

Seeing that the princess was gradually going crazy, Xiao Fu was still too young and had never experienced anything, so he felt nervous and blocked An Jiu out.

"Grandma, if you have any questions, please ask the governor."

The princess immediately turned her gun around and was not so polite to Anjiu.

Anger and worry made her slap An Jiuke first.

"Tell me, how is my son Huo Lou now?"

Anjiu touched his cheek, which was burning from being slapped, with the tip of his tongue, then looked up and said with a forced smile.

"I am also following the emperor's orders. Princess, why are you asking me for the results? Why don't you think about the cause of all this?"

What a result, what a reason. Her brother, the emperor, had decided the result without even conducting a trial.

They all grew up in the palace, so they knew each other well. Princess Jiarou rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot.

As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad. Bai Liangchuan's bookstore welcomed a big customer today.

The visitor was the eldest son of the imperial merchant Wang family. He was in his early thirties and was the designated next head of the Wang family.

He noticed the simplified Chinese characters in the newspapers published by the bookstore and was particularly interested, so he came to inquire about it.

"So this is simplified Chinese, and its purpose is to make it easier for more people to learn to read. That's incredible, incredible. If this simplified Chinese can be promoted, it will be a great thing with immeasurable merit."

"I can't say whether it will be popularized yet, but as long as you buy a dictionary, it's easy to learn."

Bai Liangchuan picked up a dictionary and showed it to Prince Wang.

“The font can be so small.”

Simplified Chinese characters have fewer strokes and are relatively small. A single page of paper, which previously held only a few dozen characters, can now hold hundreds. If this were a book, I wonder how much paper would be saved and how much more convenient it would be to carry.

Prince Wang immediately thought of the many conveniences of simplified Chinese characters.

The Wang family was a royal merchant family. They opened a shop, hired a shopkeeper, and employed servants. Countless amounts of money and goods passed through their hands every day.

The Wang family has many ways to make money, but they also have to deal with a lot of trivial matters every day.

Sometimes word of mouth leads to incorrect information transmission and delays; sometimes the clerk who takes inventory is illiterate and has his own way of keeping accounts that others cannot understand, and if he cannot remember clearly, the accounts become a mess; there are also shopkeepers who take advantage of their clerks' illiteracy, deceive their superiors and subordinates, enrich themselves, and then let their subordinates take the blame.

All in all, there are quite a lot of losses in a year, which is really unbearable.

If everyone in the palace learned simplified Chinese, there would be a lot less trouble.

The Wang family was worthy of being a royal merchant. They bought thirty dictionaries at five taels of silver each and cleared out the entire bookstore's stock.

He left fifty taels of silver and ordered another seventy copies.

The Wang family's shops are spread all over Dazhi. Not only does everyone have a copy, but at least every shop has to have a copy.

Prince Wang bought the dictionary, and it soon became popular within the Wang family business.

Seeing that even the servants in the Wang family had the air of a scholar, other businesses started to inquire and then came to buy dictionaries.

At night, Anjiu sneaked into Lingqi Palace again with the slap mark on his face.

Bai Ningwei couldn't help but twitch her lips.

She just gave in yesterday, and this guy comes so often.

"You are the commander of the Yanwu Guard. You come to my place every day. If you are discovered, you won't be able to explain yourself."

"But I was beaten today, and I feel wronged. I want your comfort."

After saying this, he turned his face slightly to the side, revealing a hurt side.

An Jiu was really willing to lose face in front of Bai Ningwei. Before coming in, he didn't forget to slap himself hard, for fear that the redness would not be noticeable.

Only then did Bai Ningwei notice the slap mark on his face, which was indeed not very noticeable under the dim candlelight.

"You are the governor now, how dare anyone slap you?"

Bai Ningwei was shocked. She walked to the dressing table, took out a jar of Ice Skin Snow Jade Cream and handed it over.

"The servant can't see."

An Jiu didn't answer, so he sat down on the ground, bent his right knee, put his arm on it, and raised his swollen face high.

I have to say that although Anjiu is not tall and majestic, his head-to-body ratio is good. This posture makes his legs look straight and slender, and his whole body looks loose and lazy. The look in his eyes when he looks up at her is both aggrieved and seductive, as if he is a vixen who has suffered a lot of grievances outside and comes home to ask for care from his master.

Just looking at this picture, you can tell how many children you want to have.

As expected, when men get coquettish, women have no chance to show off.

"You put on eyeliner?"

Although Bai Ningwei did not refuse, she directly exposed his little trick.

"..."

Unlike what he had imagined, Anjiu felt as if he had been hit by a critical hit of billions of points.

"The painting is good. Please draw for me in the future."

The refreshing breath blew on his face, and An Jiu felt sweet in his heart and said "OK".