The whole capital knew that Cui Yushi and Wei Gei couldn't get along.
A scholarly family of the Cui family in Qinghe, and a relative of the emperor from the Dingbei Hou Mansion. One is in the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the other is in the Civil Service Department. One's mouth is faster than a knife, and the other smiles and speaks like a knife.
The two quarreled in the court, and the civil and military officials in the court were used to it. After the quarrel, even the Holy Father didn't bother to take care of it. He just said "it's over again", and then each played fifty big boards and asked them to work together.
It's not easy to make a living at work. She checked on the disaster relief fund, and he checked on the official selection. They were obviously two different things, but they found out that they overlapped. The dossier she wanted had to be in his hands, and the files he wanted had to be through her. Neither of the two people was willing to bow their heads first, and they turned the investigation into a competition.
But this case is not simple.
Of the 30,000 taels of disaster relief money left in the hands of the victims, only 6,000 were left. Whose hands did the money pass through, whose pockets went into whose pockets, and which mansion it ended up in? Following the investigation, what emerged was an old case from ten years ago, and a secret plot to seize the royal family's heir.
She has people she can't let go of. He has someone he can't wait for. Two people who each have a lost idea, neither expects to find anything from the other.
But the spring breeze is not forgiving.
The less you want to pay attention to someone, the more she will wander in front of your eyes.
The more you feel that your heart will never be moved in this life, he just blocks in front of you and draws the knife.
The more you insist on saying, "It's just business with him," the jealousy will boil all over the floor.
