The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 1639 - 791 Daughter Fan (two updates)_4

He couldn’t make any expressions, or else his lips would stretch all the way to his ears.

He wrote: "Every day there’s good food and drinks, and lots and lots of guards, with endless silver to spend."

At this moment, the Duke was like a villain coaxing a little child!

Gu Jiao widened her eyes and asked: "But didn’t the Duke Residence exhaust its family fortune already?"

"I earned it back," the Duke wrote with a smile in his eyes.

That look seemed to say, your godfather is nothing short of a small commercial prodigy.

Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow and said earnestly: "Silver or no silver, it doesn’t matter. The main thing is I want to build my relationship with you, godfather."

The Duke laughed in his heart.

Gu Jiao was not pretentious and didn’t say things like if we went, it might bring you danger.

She was the Duke’s adopted son, and the Duke Residence had long been entangled in this dispute, or it could be said that the Duke Residence had never really emerged from it.

From the moment the Duke exhausted his fortune to collect the bodies of Xuanyuan family sons, he had already declared his stance to the entire Dayan.

Gu Jiao conveyed the Duke’s proposal to Xiao Hen.

Xiao Hen always felt that the Duke harbored a father-in-law’s hostility towards him. In the past, he might have refused easily, but when he thought of the little monk’s landlord-like stern face, he found the Duke Residence not so hard to accept.

—Refused to admit he was stingy for a meager 500 taels a month!

Xiao Hen hesitated: "And there’s the inner city token for Senior Master and the others... I’ll handle that."

Gu Jiao responded with an ’oh’ and said: "No need, the Duke said he can arrange it."

Xiao Hen felt like he was hit over the head.

I actually missed my chance to show off in front of Jiaojiao.

Why do I feel an inexplicable strong sense of crisis?

Is it too late to change my mind and rent the little monk’s mansion——

With the living arrangements decided, Gu Jiao planned to return to the inn, and Little Jingkong wanted to go with her, only to be dragged back by Xiao Hen.

Xiao Hen irritatingly said: "You are now my little sidekick."

Little Jingkong was exasperated.

Ah ah ah, a bad brother-in-law is really too unlovable!

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At the inn.

Mr. Meng finally woke up. He stood in front of the washbasin rack with a messy chicken-nest haired head, staring at the pig-headed face reflected in the basin, having a million Hei Fengqi warriors galloping through his mind.

"Who on earth beat this Chess Sage?"

He had no recollection of what happened last night!

When Gu Jiao arrived at the inn, everyone was up, gathered in Mr. Meng’s room.

Master Lu didn’t dare to admit that he had bumped Old Master Meng to such a state, shamelessly blaming the Han family’s guards and death warriors.

Mr. Meng was successfully led astray and fiercely kept a grudge against the Han Family!

Gu Jiao discussed the moving plan: "...This afternoon, people from the Duke Residence will bring the inner city token to the inn. We’ll move in the evening."

"So soon," Gu Yan was surprised, "I mean, getting the inner city token in half a day is quick."

The inner city token was no small matter. Generally, local authorities weren’t qualified to issue tokens to foreign nationals, and even if they did, it would take months.

Gu Jiao said: "The Duke said he has a way."

After parting with Gu Jiao, the Duke immediately set about handling the matter. The token was tricky, but there was one family that had the privilege of issuing them.

That was the Mu Family.

Old Master Mu was the Chief of Shengdu and had a good relationship with the Chief of Honglu Temple who oversaw foreign affairs.

The Duke instructed Steward Jing to invite Mu Qingchen over.

Since Gu Jiao was not at the Tianqiong Academy, Mu Qingchen rarely went there. He had been staying at the Su Family these days and arrived quickly.

"The Duke looks to be in good spirits," Mu Qingchen said.

"Much better than before," the Duke wrote on the armrest.

Mu Qingchen stood beside him, looking at the words on the armrest, and couldn’t help but marvel. A man who had been in a coma for three years had recovered to such an astonishing extent in less than three months.

Gu Jiao participated in the Hei Fengqi commander selection as the Duke’s adopted son and actually won. In other words, this formidable opponent was introduced by the Duke.

But Mu Qingchen did not hold any grudge with the Duke for this.

He didn’t even ask the Duke why he adopted a Zhan Country boy as his son.

They got along as usual.

The Duke continued to write: "Qingchen, to be honest, I need a favor."

"Go ahead."

The Duke solemnly wrote his request on the armrest.

He knew this matter was sudden and difficult to handle.

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