Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 297 The Little Nun 25

After glancing at the speechless, hairless upright ape, Ling Yi signaled for her men to take the two Zhao brothers away.

This is both house arrest and protection.

Otherwise, Ling Yi believed that the two brothers would definitely commit suicide tonight with eight stab wounds to their backs.

Master Xu was a beat slow to react to Ling Yi's actions and immediately said in a deep voice, "Put away the account books of the two Generals Zhao. I'm taking them back to the city."

The weather is dry, so he needs to be careful about fire and theft.

As he spoke, he glanced at Ling Yi without leaving a trace, a bitter smile playing on his lips.

Ultimately, his limited experience restricted his reaction time. Only after Ling Yi had finished everything did he belatedly realize what Ling Yi was trying to do.

At that moment, he felt a sense of desolation, as if he were truly getting old and needed to make way for others.

He cupped his hands in greeting and said, "I would like to ask General Ling to come with me to investigate the accounts thoroughly."

Ling Yi nodded in acceptance of his invitation, glanced around at the generals who were eyeing her menacingly, and said with a smile, "If you are all interested, you are welcome to come and take a look."

Everyone avoided her gaze; who wanted to see something like that?

What if they get targeted and their accounts are the next ones to be investigated?

Of course, some people were willing to have their accounts audited, such as several of Xue Zhen's loyal followers. They stepped forward without hesitation and said in a deep voice, "That's very good. Let's see how the accounts are audited so that we can be prepared."

what to prepare?

There's a traitor among the people!

The other generals looked at these traitors with deep resentment, harboring resentment towards them.

But no matter how unwilling they were, the matter went on anyway.

As the carriage carried away the Zhao brothers' account books and the brothers themselves, someone's eyes gleamed, as if they wanted to send them into an encounter with bandits.

But when they looked at the five hundred elite soldiers escorting the ledger, and the general who was inexplicably following in the procession, they abandoned their whimsical thoughts.

Without the general's order, no one can send out too many troops, but what if too few are sent out?

Let alone those five hundred elite soldiers, they wouldn't be enough for the general to kill alone. If he were to reveal his identity, he would surely die.

What exactly does that woman want?

"She's ruined us all!"

At this moment, some people realized that they had no means of doing anything but sighing.

When the long procession arrived at the deserted general's mansion, Ling Yi saw several old soldiers with missing arms and legs opening the gate.

“They were all my personal guards, and now I’m finding them a job,” Xue Zhen explained, noticing Ling Yi’s gaze.

"The general is benevolent and righteous." Ling Yi nodded and praised him.

For some reason, Xue Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and let Ling Yi into the mansion.

Because no one lived there, the mansion was deserted. The artificial hills, streams, pavilions, and towers that were common in wealthy homes were nowhere to be found. All that remained were a racecourse and a martial arts training ground, which perfectly reflected the status of the mansion's owner.

For some reason, Xue Zhen felt a little embarrassed.

"I don't live here, so it's normal for it to be a bit simple."

He lied; in reality, it was just as shabby when he lived here.

The maidservant was the widow of a subordinate; the cook in the kitchen picked up a cleaver and attacked people; and the lame old man guarding the gate was a veteran of many battles.

This place is more like a wounded soldiers' camp than a mansion; it doesn't look like the kind of place a wealthy family would like, nor does it look like the kind of place an ordinary woman would like.

Xue Zhen didn't know why he suddenly cared about whether others liked his mansion. He could only awkwardly try to explain to Ling Yi that he wasn't born liking a simple environment.

Xue Zhen, who came from a background as a constable, felt that he was quite good at judging people. For example, the woman in front of him did not seem like a nun raised in a mountain temple.

She was more like a young lady carefully cultivated by some noble family, destined to help the world. Such a person should be a noblewoman with gold bricks under her feet and jade cup in her hand. She was out of place in his mansion and not very compatible or well-matched with him.

Ling Yi glanced at Xue Zhen, who seemed to be patching something, with surprise: "The mansion is very good. Even if you move in now, you won't lack anything. Where does the 'simple' part come from?"

"Oh." Xue Zhen swallowed the words he was about to say, gave a muffled reply, and then fell silent.

Lost in despair, Master Xu glanced at Xue Zhen with a strange look in his eyes.

"The study is for your use. If you need anything, just tell the people in the mansion. Don't stand on ceremony."

Xue Zhen glared back at him with some annoyance, and spoke in the same tone.

Master Xu grinned, and the gloom in his heart lessened considerably.

Zhao Da and Zhao Er were also brought into the study. Because they were sensible, the guards didn't use any means to restrain them.

The study was now filled with densely packed account books and several documents, so the two brothers could only find a corner to stay quietly.

Zhao Er was still somewhat bewildered, and his expression carried a hint of anger, as if he didn't know he was under someone else's roof.

Fortunately, although he was foolish, he was extremely obedient to his elder brother.

His older brother told him not to make a fuss, so he obediently sat in the corner and let Ling Yi check their accounts.

The more he listened, the wider his eyes widened.

The numbers that woman was saying looked so much like the numbers in their ledgers.

How could she spot the flaws in their ledgers with just a glance?

Take the fabric for making clothes, for example. In order to sell the excess fabric, the brothers naturally recorded some losses in their ledger, such as larger sizes or duplicate entries for the same number of people.

This was an extremely secretive tactic, yet the woman managed to uncover it using only the casualty roster and calculations.

Good heavens, how did this woman's head get so big?

How could she memorize so many casualty lists after only going through them once?

Zhao Er wasn't very bright, so he had no idea how terrifying Ling Yi's abilities were.

But his older brother is a smart man; the smarter you are, the more you know how terrifying Ling Yi's move is.

Zhao Da's posture had changed from slumped back in the chair to sitting upright and staring blankly at Ling Yi, as if he were looking at some monster.

This woman...

This woman didn't even need to compare; she could remember the prices from previous years clearly with just a glance, easily exposing their deception.

With such a photographic memory, even those who become top scorers in the imperial examinations might not be able to achieve it.

If she has such abilities, why does she have to be a rough soldier? Wouldn't it be better for her to handle logistics in the city like Master Xu?

If that were the case, she would have no way of noticing the problems within the military, nor would she have been able to intervene in these matters.

"Brother, what's wrong with her brain?" Zhao Er tugged at his brother's sleeve and muttered, "Could she be a reincarnation of the God of Literature?"

"Shut up!" Zhao Da's forehead throbbed. This stupid younger brother, his underwear has already been stripped off, and he's still wondering what kind of mortal she is?

She's the kind of person who can keep us brothers so well-behaved; she's like a monkey descended from heaven, and you have to treat her with respect!