Chapter 890

Du Cao got into the car, and the smile on his face disappeared. It's really pitiful. At a young age, he was struggling in this big house, and he didn't know when he would end up?

"Go to Mo Cao Xuan."

Du grass leaned back and gave a light command.

Count the days. Should Yueqing be here?

Du Cao doesn't go to mocaoxuan now, because there are too many guests in mocaoxuan, so Du Cao always goes in from the entrance of the basement. Without knowing it, there won't be so many rumors.

Entering the basement, Du Cao saw Yueqing in plain clothes, with a big happy mouth: "little Yueqing, are you here? I don't care. It's almost the end of the day! "

"Master!" Yueqing saw that Du Cao's eyebrows and eyes were bent, and called softly.

Du Cao laughed: "you come to me, your seven brothers didn't embarrass you?"

Naturally, it's difficult.

Yueqing's eyes darkened, quietly rubbed his waist, almost broken.

When Du Cao looked at Yueqing's little eyes, he probably knew what was going on and laughed heartlessly.

Coughing softly: "this time you may stay for a long time. Have you made an agreement with Fengli?"

"Already said, Fengyang now civil strife, he has no time to manage me." Yueqing chuckled: "it's because of the prince's affairs that the generals don't agree with each other. Everyone is fighting openly and secretly. Some of them are making trouble!"

Du Cao sneered: "Qian Youjun naturally wants his grandson to be the crown prince. Unfortunately, he is more than an ambitious man."

Yueqing nodded: "every day in the court quarrel, endless, seven brothers are driven crazy by them, also don't know when is a head."

Think of Feng from now in a dilemma, the appearance of a mess, Yueqing can't help heartache.

"In fact, if the seventh brother had a legitimate child, it would not be like this now. It's all me..." Yueqing said, lowering his head and blushing quietly.

Du Cao directly gave Yueqing a white eye: "if you are like this, just say it in front of me, but don't say it in front of Fengli, otherwise he is struggling to support now. What is all this for? Is it his wishful thinking? "

Yueqing quietly wiped his tears and said: "I only dare to say this in front of the master. How dare I say it in front of him? I don't want to mess with him

"You don't have to blame yourself. He is the emperor and he is in charge of his own affairs. That's what he should face. By the way, all the lists I asked you to bring are here?"

Du Cao changed the topic for fear that Yueqing would get into a corner.

Yueqing wiped his tears and nodded: "it's all here. In the past five years, all the lists in southern Xinjiang have been here, as well as those from small fishing villages."

Du Cao looked at the list about one meter high and felt dizzy.

Because it's a big deal, they must have done it secretly, so they can only do it by themselves, for fear that other people will ignore the details!

Grinding teeth, gnashing teeth: "Grandma's! What did I owe Yongan in my last life? And this damned huangfuchi, who is dead, can still harm me, right? "

Think of here, Du grass want to dig out the bones of that bastard, frustrated!

Looking at Du Cao's fierce appearance, Yueqing subconsciously shrunk his head and whispered: "master, your expression is terrible now!"

"I can be more terrible, believe it or not?" Du Cao squints at Yueqing with a ferocious expression.

Believe it!

Yueqing is too trusting, OK?

Nodded, carefully said: "well, what do I want to do now?"

"Now you have to check the accounts of Shunfeng these years, especially the accounts of Nanjiang. You must have no money to lose, you know?"

Du grass gritted his teeth, his face was very gloomy: "also, the import and export list of the steel factory, you can find it for me, these five years, I want it."

"Master! You kill me Yueqing never thought that this time it was such a cruel thing!

The facial expression brush of once changed, want to cry without tears!

"Want to die? You'll have to finish your work before you die Du Cao directly gave Yueqing a white eye: "give you three days, go!"

Where are you going?Yueqing wants to cry without tears, but she still admits her fate and turns to work.

Du Cao looked at those in and out of the single hand, but also a head two big.

Southern border town, you son of a bitch. If I can find out something, how can I deal with you!

Du Cao's heart has been in the curse, but still patience, began a brushstroke of accounting investigation.

In Fengyang these years, time is long, so Du Cao copied the calligraphy of those celebrities to kill time.

For a long time, Du Cao is a unique skill. Now it can easily imitate anyone's handwriting.

Today, when Du Cao copied the account, he used Ji Lyric ink's font. It's very pleasant to watch.

What duckweed doesn't like most is to look at these complicated in and out orders, but it's not good not to look at them now!

Take a deep breath, organize your emotions, and continue to read these lists.

Du Cao thought they would do it secretly, but he didn't expect that the loophole was so big that it didn't take much effort to see it.

Shit!

"Feng Li, your uncle's, you wait for me!"

The grass grinds its teeth.

She trusted Fengli, so she gave all the things about Shunfeng to Fengli. But now the loopholes in the list can sift the sand, and he didn't know anything?

Do you want to die?

Yaya, Pooh!

Thinking of this, Du Cao's face became extremely ugly. I wish I could cut that son of a bitch into pieces and find out all the details. It's just that it's been too long, so the list of problems is not a single bit. However, Du Cao has found some rules.

Every month, a batch of weapons are transported out of Southern Xinjiang, but the recipient is not a small fishing village at all.

However, every three months, a group of freighters called fishing lines are actually weapons and gunpowder.

Du Cao sometimes really doubts Feng Li's intelligence. How many fish do you have to fight in a small fishing village to use so many tools?

What about the brain?

The more you look at it, the more angry you are. If you follow this frequency, the small fishing village is now a large-scale arms factory. If it really gets noisy, I'm afraid it will be enough for these guys in the capital to drink!