Chapter 679

"Mammy Hu, the things in the storeroom are so messy. Please help me go in and look for them. I'll stay here. How can I do it?" Luo Mingzhu shook her handkerchief and looked at the door of the warehouse with disgust. She frowned and looked at mammy Hu with a bitter smile in her heart.

This aunt doesn't know what's going on today. She's never been to the warehouse. She has to come by herself this time. When she comes here, she hates this and that, which makes mammy Hu confused. I don't know whether to wait on this aunt first or find the painting first.

"Second aunt, if you sit here first, the maidservant will go in and look for it with others?" Mother Hu smiled helplessly and said, wiping a sweat secretly. It's more difficult for her aunt to wait on her than before she got married. She's making trouble while asking questions. It's estimated that she won't be looking for things for a while.

You'd better stop her first!

"Sitting in this place? Are you happy to find it?" Luo Mingzhu looked at the small wing room outside the warehouse, opened the huge warehouse again, hesitated and asked.

"Well, I can't tell you for a moment..." mammy Hu's face suddenly became bitter. I don't know how the little aunt remembered today. The picture of mammy Hu still has some images. It seems to be a very beautiful landscape, but it's only some images.

Because the painting is too old, it was still the favorite of the little aunt when she was about 10 years old. After hanging in the house for a period of time, the little aunt didn't like it, and then threw it into the warehouse to put it away. Now five or six years have passed. It's really uncertain when to find it at this time.

"Well, well, I know you're embarrassed. Let her find it with you later. I'll sit here. Do you have anything good here? Let me see. Don't make me bored to death." Luo Mingzhu pointed to her close maid, Xiaohuan, and said with annoyance that she was sitting here supervising the work today.

"Second aunt, what do you want to see? Look, I'm here..." mammy Hu shook her hands and asked bitterly. This small wing room is the office where she usually arranges the warehouse. She doesn't know much about literacy. Where will there be any books for Luo Mingzhu to read.

Luo Mingzhu sat in a chair on one side, covered her nose with a handkerchief and turned around at will. Suddenly, she pointed to a stack of high accounting books placed in a cabinet: "that's it. Anyway, I'm fine. Cousin Tong and her mother went to learn how to manage the backyard. I'm self-taught here, which surprised her."

Looking at Luo Mingzhu's triumphant appearance, Mammy Hu was speechless for a while. The second lady was always spoiled. She married and didn't take care of things. She didn't know how complicated it was. Anyway, since she didn't feel troublesome herself, she nodded and took the key to open the door of the kitchen cabinet, just trying to get people to take out the books inside.

Luo Mingzhu waved her hand over there, She assigned her own staff: "mother Hu, you all go in and find it. You must find the picture scroll for me. I liked the picture best in those years, but I can't find it. I'm the only maid left here. Others help mother Hu find it. I don't have much time here. I can't waste it here. I have to take a nap later. It's really sleepy."

"Yes, yes, yes, the maid told them to hurry up and never miss your nap." Mammy Hu nodded vigorously with her smiling face. She dared to delay there and obediently took everyone away, leaving only Luo Mingzhu and one of her maids. The painting may be hard to find. There are many people and great power, and someone will always find it not!

After mother Hu took everyone with her, Luo Mingzhu nodded to the maid who followed her, lifted her skirt, and ignored the dust on the other side of the cabinet. She squatted down and looked up. The maid guarded the door of the wing room to the warehouse. This position can better see the behavior of mother Hu and others, and remind Luo Mingzhu when mother Hu came.

The cupboard's thin layers are very neat, and each stack has its own classification. Some are daily account books, and some are records of looking for ordinary notices. Mrs. Qu is tripped by Mo Xuetong, and mammy Hu opens the cupboard door again. She will never find the picture scroll in a moment and a half. Luo Mingzhu has plenty of time to look for it slowly.

Fingers quickly pulled out the cover signs of account books. After looking through dozens of books, I finally turned to a list of the entry and exit of servants of the Fuguo government. It was recorded in detail, including the height, weight, origin and appearance of a person entering the government.

As for the release, they also recorded these, and left the address of the person's next residence. Their own side contacted everyone. Luo Mingzhu turned back page by page, and there were certain records every year. It was normal for an aristocratic family gate such as the Fuguo government to accept a few servants and release a few more people every year.

The employment of aristocratic families over the years is recorded in a booklet.

Luo Mingzhu turned over more than 20 books to a place about 30 years ago. She looked at the booklets that had been skipped for several years in front of her in amazement. Luo Mingzhu couldn't react for a moment. She carefully turned back and found that there were still a few years missing. It happened that it happened not long after her aunt was born. It was all gone.

How can you not remember!

Luo Mingzhu frowned and straightened the booklet. Only then did she find that there were some thin residual marks at the interface of the booklet, which were torn off very carefully. Because it was torn very carefully, she couldn't see anything outside. If Luo Mingzhu hadn't been careful, she would have lost a few pages year by year.

And these pages are the most critical. Someone took the lead and tore the booklet!

This recognition made Luo Mingzhu pale and almost couldn't stand. Luo Mingzhu didn't know what happened that year. She just learned from the quarrel between her father and mother that something must have happened that year. It's very likely that her aunt is really not her grandmother's own daughter. It didn't matter at all. It doesn't matter if the Fuguo government recognizes a daughter.

The problem is that whether it's her father, mother or grandmother, everyone seems to be very taboo. After Mo Xuetong said this, Luo Mingzhu has long felt that this is not a small matter. No one can afford to deceive the king. Why should her grandmother do this? Even if it's not her own, what if she said she was adopted? Why must she become the first daughter of the Fuguo government.

Everyone has been taboo about this matter for so many years. How can Luo Mingzhu not be surprised to see that the booklet in his hand is missing these pages for no reason.

Does this mean that someone is also checking the events of the year, and has the opportunity to tear away the records in the book before himself and cousin Tong. Who knows the Fuguo government so well and can enter the important place of the warehouse, and tear up the evidence under the eyes of the Fuguo government? What does that person want to do?

"Young lady, it seems that mammy Hu has found it." The maid carried her on her back and looked at the warehouse. She didn't find her abnormality. She reminded her that she had just heard a surprise cry from someone inside and found it. Mammy Hu ran over and thought she was going to verify it.

"Well, OK." Put down the booklet in his hand, took a ledger with him, sat in front of the chair and looked at the words on the ledger. What surged in his mind was the questions he had thought of before. The more he thought, the more he was frightened, and the more he thought, the more he was afraid. No matter who got the evidence, he had a purpose. What did he want to do!

Are you harming the Fuguo government? Why?

What's the use of an old past to others? My aunt is dead now. My grandmother is old for more than 30 years. It's not short. At that time, it was still the first emperor. I can't say that the current Emperor didn't investigate. Why did anyone pay attention to it and found it in the Fuguo government.

What does he want to do with such a means!

No, you must tell tong'er that someone has taken the lead in this matter. Let her think of a way!

"Second aunt found it, isn't it this one?" Mother Hu happily spread out the picture scroll in her hand and put it in front of Luo Mingzhu to report her merit.

"Yes, that's it. Thank you, mother Hu. Let someone wrap it for me!" Luo Mingzhu nodded, turned over the account book in her hand, casually handed it to her maid and asked her to put it in the cupboard.

"Mammy Hu, is it true that you are tidying up your wing room?"

"Yes, the second lady trusts the maids and maids. They dare not be lazy. Moreover, these things are also the personnel relations of the government. Of course, the maids and maids have to sort them out by themselves. Many account books correspond to the things in the warehouse. Don't be careless!" Mother Hu said proudly that she was the confidant of mother Qu, and this place was her office.

"Usually, does anyone else come?" Luo Mingzhu stood up and said.

"Of course there's no one. Usually there's only one servant here. Sometimes the lady will come to find something. When the servant asks the lady to wait, the lady also sits here and turns over the account books in boredom." Mother Hu smiled and followed Luo Mingzhu to go out. Half way through, she remembered that the door of her cabinet had not been closed. She immediately turned back and asked Luo Mingzhu for leave to close the cabinet.

Luo Mingzhu slept in the garden before she was married. Mo Xuetong also "took" the Sutra from Mrs. Qu, accompanied the old gentleman who woke up from the nap for a while, and then left with Luo Mingzhu. They were on their way, that is, Luo Mingzhu had to take a big bend.

Just as when she came, she sent all the maids to another car. Luo Mingzhu said the matter to Mo Xuetong with a heavy face, especially the torn notes. Luo Mingzhu said anxiously to Zhong Zhong: "cousin Tong, what should we do now? There's no clue there!"

At this time, she had no idea. She only looked at the ink snow pupil with her eyes, and unconsciously took the ink snow pupil as the backbone!

"Second cousin, where the booklet was torn, is the trace very new, as soon as it was torn?" Mo Xuetong raised her eyes and asked Luo Mingzhu seriously.

Although Luo Mingzhu didn't know why she asked, she thought carefully, nodded definitely and said, "yes, the booklet has been for some time, and the surface is yellow, but the color of the torn square is much lighter, which shows that it hasn't been torn long."

Someone is hiding the past, or trying to break it