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"Young Lord, there's a letter for you." Inside the study room, Thousand Creations handed the letter he just received to Ling Qiye, who was reading the account book.

"Whose?" He didn't even raise his head. His tone was so cold that not even a trace of his expression could be seen.

"The letter was not signed. The guard at the door said that it was sent by a five or six-year-old boy. He ran away without saying anything." Thousand Creations replied.

"Oh — —" Ling Qiye put down the account book in his hand and took the letter. The words "Manor Lord's personal guidance" immediately entered his vision.

The calligraphy was as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water. Upon closer inspection, the calligraphy looked like sand scraping and the calligraphy looked like a dragon or a snake drawing from a brush. It was hard to tell if the person who wrote the letter was male or female.

However, for him to be able to write such a carefree and grand character, he must be someone extraordinary.

Qian Jue stood to the side and stared at the letter in his hand as he spoke, "Young master, could there be something strange? Let this subordinate open it first!"

"No need," he waved his hand, "It can't hurt me."

His voice was still low, but it exuded an intimidating aura.

Qian Jue was silent. A mere letter, even if it had its own reputation, was unable to harm the young master.

Quietly opening the envelope, he took out the letter inside. On the peach blossom paper, there was a poem — —

A fine horse can go through danger, but a plow is no better than a cow.

A strong car can carry a load, but a river crossing is worse than a boat crossing.

The longer the better, the harder it is for the wiser.

Raw materials are expensive to use, so be careful not to demand too much.

Ling Qiye raised his head and handed the letter to the person beside him. His eyes revealed a hint of playfulness, "I just punished Manager Sun and Uncle Chen today, and someone sent a letter asking for mercy not long after."

Thousand Creations took the letter and read it out loud. While appreciating his handwriting and his talent, he couldn't help but be puzzled, "But who is he trying to plead for?"

Qian Jue was speechless. Although Qian Mu's martial arts attainments were higher than his, his mind was always on the topic. "Look at this poem again."

Thousand Creations once again read the poem in silence. Only then did he suddenly realize. "You're actually pleading for mercy for Uncle Chen?"

Thinking about it, he felt it was strange. "If it is reasonable to ask for help from Manager Sun, it is not necessary to write an anonymous letter to plead for help from Uncle Chen!"

Qian Jue also thought it was strange. There really was no reason.

Ling Qiye, who was sitting in the host's seat, knew everything very well. "I don't think this person knows Chen Bo and Xiaowu."

Until

When Ling Qiye spoke of the crux of the matter, both of them were enlightened.

If Uncle Chen didn't know martial arts and had an aged body, he would definitely get wet after being locked in the dungeon for two days. At that time, how could his aged body withstand such torture?

From the looks of it, this person was not related to Uncle Chen.

The matter of Uncle Chen's Martial Arts Competition was not a secret. When he was young, he could be considered a reputable figure in the martial arts world. Six years ago, he submitted to Ling Qiye and used his extraordinary business skills to help him take care of the Ling family's property.

Moreover, as soon as the young lord had given the order, the letter had been sent to the entrance. It was very likely that it had something to do with the people in the manor.

Perhaps it was someone who had accepted Uncle Chen's kindness!

Ling Qiye muttered to himself. The person who wrote the letter, not to mention his calligraphy, just that poem was enough to shock him.

"The longer the better, the harder it is for the wiser. The raw materials are expensive to use, so you should be careful not to demand too much. " He should be someone with a good sense and an outstanding temperament!

If Yue Liuying were to find out that he had been designated as' quite knowledgeable and outstanding 'by the manor lord of PreLing Manor, then not only would he feel guilty, but he would also feel weak at the same time … Where? Is Feminism, Liberty and Equality in the 21st Century? Talent, as a new generation of female white-collar workers, more or less have some career skills. As for her disposition, she didn't have such a thing to accompany her in her two lifetimes of life... Walking the path of temperament, you can play mahjong? You can eat and drink to your heart's content? He can act like a scoundrel? Can you rush to the company to punch in while eating breakfast?

As for that poem, it was definitely a treasure left behind by the ancestors of China. No matter how she thought about it, she still felt that there was no reason why Ling Qiye would be so cruel to Uncle Chen. However, he could not bear to see Jin Se so worried. After some thought, he decided to send this letter. Firstly, he would not reveal his identity, and secondly, he hoped that the logic in the poem would allow Uncle Chen to leave the prison earlier than planned.

Qian Jue and Qian Mu saw their young master meditating with his hands on his forehead. They stood aside and kept silent.

After a while, Ling Qiye lowered his head and looked at the account book again. Just as he was about to flip through the account book, he ordered coldly, "Qianjue, find this person! "In addition, inform all managers: cut off all business dealings with Xia Zhifang, set a one month deadline, and transfer all their properties to the Ling Family. Let that Patriarch know how foolish his actions are."

"Yes!" QianJue obeyed and left.

Since the Young Lord didn't mention Uncle Chen, it meant that everything was as usual.

He had already expected this outcome from the beginning, the young master wouldn't change his mind so easily just because of such a letter.

Even if Uncle Chen really doesn't know martial arts!

Because, everything he did had its reasons. He was high and mighty, but he was never arrogant or conceited. He was decisive and unrelenting when facing his enemies, just like Xia Zhifang who dared to do anything to him while he was exposed to the falling snow. But he would never be so careless as to defy the lives of anyone loyal to him.

He understood all of this, he understood all of this, Chen Bo understood all of this, all of the people loyal to him in the Ling family.

For the first time since she came to this world, two days felt like a long time. As she had expected, that letter did not change Uncle Chen's fate of reflecting on himself in the dungeon for two days. Although he knew that this matter wasn't as simple as it seemed, he still didn't know what the problem was.

But that stupid kid, Jenser, for two days now looked worried and didn't know what to eat. She also felt that the sky wasn't so blue anymore. The clouds weren't so white anymore, the wind wasn't so gentle anymore. The flower grass in the yard was not so pitiful anymore. Her life was so dark that she could only eat and sleep …

Sigh...

However, she rather liked the brocade. To repay kindness with kindness and generosity, to once almost save her uncle Chen as if he were her own father, she was a very kind-hearted girl.

Two days later, Chen returned to work safe and sound.

At the same time, it also made Yue Liuying happy. Finally, she could jump around in the small courtyard and laugh out loud. Haha, as the saying goes, "A few are happy while others are sad."

Some people were so happy that they wanted to sing a song, while some people were so depressed that they vomited three liters of blood.

Yue Liuying clearly belonged to the former, while the latter belonged to the thousand men who were reporting to Ling Qiye.

He sent someone to ask the boy who delivered the letter, saying that it was sent by a little sister who was a few years older than him. However, he couldn't remember what the boy looked like, only a rough outline. When he had taken some time to find the girl, who was eight or nine years old, she said that it was the order of a heavy uncle.

After he had investigated all the suspicious obese men, he tragically discovered that there was not a single man who matched the height, age, and appearance that the little girl mentioned.

Unexpectedly... There was no sign of this person!

After that, he asked the hidden guards around the villa about the front door, back door, left and right side door, side door … None of the places that allowed one to enter or leave the villa could be found. In fact, there were even … No one even went over the wall.

Another thing that made him very depressed was that Uncle Chen was very popular. It could be said that countless people in the villa had received his favor.

A long time later, when Qian Jue thought of this infuriating quest and curiously asked Yue Liuying if she had the ability to escape into the ground, Yue Liuying's reply made him crave to smash himself to death with a piece of tofu.

Of course, this was something that would happen in the future.