Regarding matters of the military camp, Duke An was not very clear, perhaps it was a leader from the Xuanyuan Jun.
After all, there were many leaders under Xuanyuan Li’s command, and Duke An, being a junior, actually didn’t know most of them.
Gu Jiao put the portrait back.
Mr. Meng did not move into the Duke Residence with them because something had happened at the Chess House, and he had to go back to handle it.
As for his personal safety, Gu Jiao wasn’t worried, so she let him go.
Duke An escorted Gu Jiao to the entrance.
The gate of the Duke Residence opened for her, Manager Zheng stood on the open ground with a smile, and behind him was an incredibly luxurious carriage.
The canopy was made of premium yellow pear wood, the top inlaid with East Sea pearls, and the hanging curtains had two layers, the inner layer being bamboo and the outer layer being beaded with jade fragments.
Although they were called jade fragments, each piece was actually meticulously carved jade, agate, and mutton-fat jade.
The carriage was drawn by two tall, strong white horses. Gu Jiao blinked: "Um, this is..."
Manager Zheng walked forward with a broad smile and respectfully saluted the two: "Duke, Young Master!"
Then he said to Gu Jiao, "This is the carriage I prepared for the Young Master, I wonder if the Young Master is satisfied?"
The Duke was certainly very satisfied.
Only such a luxurious carriage could match her.
Gu Jiao thought to herself, isn’t this too much? Going out in such a carriage, won’t it get robbed?
Forget it, it seems no one can rob me anyway.
"Thank you, Godfather!" Gu Jiao thanked Duke An and was about to get on the carriage.
"Young Master, please wait!" Manager Zheng called out to Gu Jiao with a smile, taking out a brand new silver note from his wide sleeve, "This is your spending money for today!"
Pocket money?
One... one hundred taels?
This much?
Gu Jiao cleared her throat lightly and asked Manager Zheng in a low voice, "Are you sure this is for one day, not one month?"
Manager Zheng smiled and said, "It’s for one day! The Duke told the Young Master to spend it first, if it’s not enough, there will be more!"
This is lavish without humanity.
Gu Jiao suddenly had an illusion, it felt like her classmates’ wealthy parents in her previous life, sending their kids out with not only luxury cars but also a huge sum of pocket money, only missing the line "Don’t come back until you’ve spent it all."
So, this is what it’s like to be a second-generation rich kid?
It’s... quite nice.
Gu Jiao seriously accepted the silver note.
Duke An smiled when he saw her accept it.
Gu Jiao bid farewell to Duke An and left in the carriage.
Manager Zheng came up behind Duke An, pushing his wheelchair, and said with a cheerful smile, "Duke, shall I push you back to the courtyard to rest?"
Duke An wrote on the armrest, "To the accountancy room."
Manager Zheng asked, "It’s quite late, what are you going to do in the accountancy room?"
Duke An wrote, "To make money."
A lot of small money, for her to spend.
...
Gu Jiao went to the National Master Hall, her aunt and uncle were taken out for a walk by Xiao Jingkong, Xiao Hen was in Shangguan Yun’s room, and Zhang Dequan was also there, seemingly saying something to Xiao Hen.
Gu Jiao didn’t go in, she went straight to the secret room at the end of the corridor.
The first aid kit was always there, and the operating room was ready at any time.
Gu Jiao had rushed back to change Gu Changqing’s medication, but when she entered the intensive care unit, she found that the National Master was also there, and the medication had already been changed.
"Has he woken up?" Gu Jiao asked.
"No," the National Master said, "Have you finished your business over there?"
Gu Jiao nodded, "Yes, it’s all taken care of."
The former was an answer, the latter was voluntarily explained. It seemed normal, but coming from Gu Jiao, it showed that her trust in the National Master had reached a new level.
Gu Jiao stood in front of the bed, looking at the unconscious Gu Changqing, and said, "However, I have a doubt in my heart."
The National Master said, "Speak."
Gu Jiao pondered, "I just thought of it on my way back to the National Master Hall. According to the intelligence brought back by the Imperial Eldest Grandson, Consort Han thought Consort Wang framed her. The Han family should retaliate against the Wang family, why would they come after my family? If it was to bring down the Crown Prince, so many days have passed, the Han family’s reaction is too slow."
The National Master did not show any surprise at her doubt, it was evident he had sensed something too.
He did not give his opinion directly, but asked Gu Jiao, "What do you think?"
Gu Jiao said, "I think, perhaps one of Consort Wang’s five people is a mole, who told Consort Han about Shangguan Yun’s false injury framing Consort Han and her son, and Consort Han informed the Han family."
"Or—" The National Master looked at Gu Jiao meaningfully.
Gu Jiao received his gaze and frowned slightly, "Or, there is no mole, it was the Han family taking the initiative, not for Consort Han’s issue, but for—"
At this point, a light bulb went off in her head, "My appointment as Hei Fengqi Commander! The Han family wanted to use my family to threaten me to give up the commander’s position!"
"Not too stupid." The National Master said coldly, turned to the medicine cabinet and took out a bottle of anti-inflammatory drugs, "You going to Hei Feng Camp won’t be too smooth, you’d better be mentally prepared."
"I know." Gu Jiao said.
The National Master said: "If, and I mean if, Gu Changqing wakes up and becomes a cripple—"
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