"This is to use Lu Jian's death to incite people's hearts!" Lu Yun said coldly: "I'm afraid they will lift a stone and shoot themselves in the foot!"
"How to say it?" Lu Xin's expression was refreshed when he heard this. In his opinion, Lu Yun's strongest weapon was not his martial arts, but his terrifying wisdom.
"If Lu Jian hadn't made money crazy, the Elders would probably succeed." Lu Yun smiled faintly and said, "But he stole all the money from the Accounting Department and still owed so many foreign debts. These losses are shared by the whole clan. Once they know the real situation, no matter how much they think of Lu Jian, they will only have hatred."
"What do you mean is to find a way to announce the true situation of the Accounting Department?" Lu Xin asked softly.
"The best opportunity is right in front of you," Lu Yun smiled and said, "The fifteenth month is the day when the stakes are distributed to the tribe members. Can the Accounting Department still send out this situation?"
"But the lord of the lord means..." Lu Xin frowned and said, "If everything is to focus on stability, even if you move around, you must first pay the money and food for this month, so that the tribe members cannot live."
"Father is so loyal." Lu Yun shook his head and said coldly: "That is the position of the lord, not the position of the father."
Lu Xin understood as soon as he heard this, and knew that Lu Yun meant that a scandal broke out in the Accounts Department, and the old lord was to blame. But Lu Xin just took over the Accounts Department, so everyone naturally would not take the account on him.
"The tribesmen cannot get money and food. If they know that this is because of Lu Jian's mischief, they will definitely be in trouble. It is not surprising that they have demolished Lu Jian's mourning hall." Lu Xin thought seriously and said: "This can indeed make the elders backfire, but have you ever thought about how to end if things get bigger? Moreover, they will offend the lord..."
As he said that, Lu Xin smiled bitterly and said, "Lu Jian is dead, what's the use of crushing his bones and raising him ashes? In the end, I, a living person, suffered?"
"The book says that misfortune is the basis of good fortune. If my father can end this matter properly, not only will the Lord of the Sage have an explanation, but he can also establish his prestige in the clan in one fell swoop and gain a firm foothold!" Lu Yun's eyes flashed with excitement, and he said to Lu Xin in a deep voice: "My father solved the big problem for his clan members. With this prestige at the bottom, the Elders' Association will not be able to control you at will, and you no longer have to look at the Lord of the Sage."
"Uh, your trick is really good..." Lu Xin looked at Lu Yun with a funny look and said, "Creating a crisis for everyone first and then solving it will indeed allow me to overcome this level in front of me." After a pause, he said with some worries: "But, I can't turn stones into gold, how can I make up such a big hole?"
"Isn't it just to get the money that Lu Jian stole?" Lu Yun said disapprovingly: "He made the money for the future, so he definitely didn't squander it. And he must have prepared that if everything goes well, he has to pay back the money. So even if the money he stole was not in the capital, it would not hide too far."
"After Lu Jian's incident, Shengqianyuan had searched all his residences inside and outside the capital, but found nothing." Lu Xin said softly.
"Three or four million guan can fill several rooms, but Lu Jian is unwilling to hide it at home." Lu Yun thought for a moment: "He either put it on a boat and asked the boat to wait outside Beijing. Or exchange the money for valuable and portable things such as gold and jewelry, and hide it somewhere in Beijing. Apart from that, I can't think of any other possibility."
"Yes." Lu Xin put himself in his shoes. If he was Lu Jian and wanted to hide the three or four million chunks of money, there were indeed only these two ways. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but lit up and said, "I'll make arrangements now and I must get the money back!"
"If my father is relieved, leave it to the child." Lu Yun volunteered.
"I will naturally feel at ease when you do things," Lu Xin was delighted at first, but then shook his head and said, "But you have recovered from serious injury and you have to prepare for the competition." After a pause, he said to Lu Yun: "By the way, I haven't told you that the competition will probably move from next spring to this winter."
"Why?" Lu Yun said strangely. The previous major competitions of Daxuan were held in spring, which meant that all things were born. How could it suddenly change to a stern winter?
"It seems that the Empress Dowager's body is not good. The Imperial Doctor said that this winter is a hurdle. Your Majesty upholds filial piety and wants to use the Grand Priest to cheer for the Empress Dowager. This is not a big deal, and the Grand Priest has no objection. It should have been decided almost." Lu Xin looked at Lu Yun, and saw that his expression was obviously dark. He sighed in his heart and said softly: "The Empress Dowager is old. Ten years ago... The matter of your father has been hitting her a lot. He has been lingering in the sickbed for many years, and it has been getting worse every year."
"Well..." Lu Yun nodded slightly. He didn't want Lu Xin to be sad, so he suppressed the bitterness in his heart. He smiled and said, "There is not much time left in the distance."
Lu Xin looked at Lu Yun deeply, sighed in his heart, and stopped talking about the Queen Mother's affairs. He said to Lu Yun softly: "No, so you should do your best to prepare for the competition. Don't forget the big words you said at the beginning."
"I will definitely do it when I say it." Lu Yun said in a deep voice, and then smiled: "But this matter is of great importance, and it is related to whether my father can gain a foothold. There must be someone who is capable of doing it."
"Yes." Lu Xin emphasized the key point. The news of Lu Jian's death has spread throughout the capital. Those who kept the huge sum of money for him will definitely want to take it away. If the person sent to do something bad, they may be alarmed and will never be able to find the money back.
"The question is, does my father have such a capable person?" Lu Yun asked with a smile.
"Uh..." Lu Xin was a little embarrassed. He first came to the capital and had not established his own power. He really had no one available under his command.
"So, let's leave it to the child." Lu Yun smiled and said, "I'm not relieved if others go to do it."
"No, your business is more important." Lu Xin, like all ordinary fathers in the world, takes his son's affairs far more seriously than his own.
"Is there Uncle Bao?" Lu Yun reminded Lu Xin softly.
"That's right..." Lu Xin was willing to let go. Du Mao's ability and loyalty were absolutely unquestionable. But Uncle Bao never listened to Lu Yun alone, and he could not command it at all.
"Father, just be determined to deal with the affairs of the tribe. Before you get the money back, it will be enough to make you feel anxious." Lu Yun said with a smile.
"Hey..." Lu Xin nodded with a wry smile. He could imagine that once the truth was made public, the clan would be in chaos immediately. Thinking of this, Lu Xin said in a deep voice: "For this matter, you still have to ask the master of the lord first, so that he can't be too passive."
"My father is right," Lu Yun nodded and said, "We are not rich and we still need protection from the master of the lord."
"Yes." Lu Xin said as he stood up and said, "I'll go to Sanweitang now."
Lu Yun sent Lu Xin away and was about to return to the back house. When passing by the garden, Lu Yun couldn't help but stand. Looking at the colorful chrysanthemums in the garden, he was suddenly stunned...
The Queen Mother and her favorite ancient literati was Tao Yuanming. Lu Yun still clearly remembered that she sat in her arms and listened to her chanting poems for her:
‘The hut is built in the human world, but there is no noise from the carriages and horses.
I ask you how can you? Your heart is far away from you.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains.
The mountain atmosphere is beautiful day and night, and the birds return together.
There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten my words if I want to distinguish...'
Ten years have passed, the chrysanthemums are blooming again, and the birds are returning south again, but I don’t know if I can see the Queen Mother again?
Chapter completed!