As he counted, Elder Zheng's face turned pale.
"Isn't this enough? Elder Zheng's family background is quite strong." Nalan Cui suddenly threw the book on the table.
Elder Zheng smacked his forehead and said, "It's all my fault that I'm old. These things have been handed over to my subordinates. They probably remembered wrongly. I'll arrange for these confiscated properties to be handed over to the National Treasury."
Nalan Cui's expression softened a little and said, "Then what about the canal repair this time?"
Elder Zheng repeatedly expressed that there was no problem.
In his heart, he cursed how Nalan Cui knew about this matter. He had really suffered a double loss this time.
Nalan Cui flipped open the book and continued, "Minister of the Ministry of Rites, I heard that a month ago, your third son spent a lot of money at Drunken Spring Brothel just to get a smile from a beauty?"
