"Father, my grandmother is already old. Why not let her live her old life in Zhangzhou." Ye Qingmei's eyes fell on a paperweight on the table. This paperweight was something she had seen before.

In the study room, one can imagine how favored Ye Shangshu is, since even such things are used personally by the emperor.

Ye Shangshu didn't say a word, his deep eyes that could see everything locked firmly on Ye Qing's eyebrows.

"Are you worried that your mother will be bullied?"

Ye Qingmei has always had the feeling that she and Ye Shangshu don't get along like a father and daughter, but like close friends anyway, but they are not very familiar with each other.

"Father, you know in your heart that your grandmother and you are not related by blood, and it is impossible for your wife to treat your grandmother as an elder and sincerely respect her. If we live together again, there will not be many conflicts. Even if a filial son can suppress it for a while, he cannot

Suppress everything, you know my wife's character. According to Xiao Qi, it is better for my grandmother to stay in Zhangzhou..." Ye Qingmei persuaded Ye Shangshu.

Ye Shangshu's deep eyes suddenly exuded a calculating light like a fox. For the sake of his grandmother, Ye Qingmei gritted his teeth and said, "What can I do to prevent my grandmother from going north?"

Ye Shangshu leaned back in his chair relaxedly and motioned Ye Qingmei to read a memorial on the desk with his eyes.

Ye Qingmei took it over angrily, turned it over a few times in his hand, and scanned it roughly, "This is a memorial to the snow disaster in the north. What's the use of letting me read it?"

"Xiao Qi, your father, I am in charge of the household department. Now there is a snowstorm in the north. Many victims' houses have been destroyed, and livestock and food have suffered heavy losses. In recent years, although the national treasury has been full, it cannot withstand such a disaster.

Spend money? Do you have any good ideas!?" Ye Shangshu deliberately wanted to test Ye Qingmei. Her daughter is definitely not the kind of silly girl who doesn't know anything about anything. She did not hide the things she did in Zhangzhou.

through your own eyes and ears.

Ye Qingmei put down the memorial in her hand and said, "Father, Xiaoqi is a boudoir woman and doesn't understand this."

Ye Shangshu picked up the memorial and played with it in his own hands, "I originally wanted to say that if you come up with a good plan, I will give you a pair of tokens that can freely enter and leave the Ye Mansion as a reward, but look

Come on, you don’t want it anymore…”

A token to freely enter and exit Ye Mansion? Ye Qingmei was moved.

Her current Xiangyiwu is far away from the wall. It is absolutely impossible for her to leave the house without disturbing anyone.

However, if Lord Ye Shangshu gave her a pair of tokens to freely enter and leave the Ye Mansion, many things would be much easier.

"I understand. Tomorrow, I will let Broken Lotus teach you the plan!"

Ye Qingmei cursed in her stomach, was Ye Shangshu sure that she was his biological daughter? Otherwise, why was she left in Zhangzhou for so many years? Otherwise, why was she plotting against her?

Ye Qingmei walked to the door and said to Ruoruo, "I want the specific situation of this snow disaster."

Ruoruo nodded.

Ye Qingmei was in a very bad mood. After finally returning to Xiangyiwu, the two good sisters came again.

"Xiao Qi, the tailor has sent over the clothes for the palace banquet, do you want to try it on?" Ye Qingqing asked in a flattering manner, and Ye Qingkuang was not to be outdone and said, "Jin Yulou also sent over the jewelry, do you want to try it on?"

?”

Ye Qingmei took a look at the two of them. In the past few days, the two of them had been having big and small quarrels over the housekeeper. Now, Ye Qingmei's Xiangyiwu has become a battlefield again!

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