"Go ahead and search, Iâm not stopping you." Yang Chuxia shrugged, "Search other places first. This principal wife canât be searched right now. My husband was under the weather last night, didnât sleep at all, and is currently resting."
"Madam Ye, arenât you afraid of the Emperor punishing you for obstructing official duties like this again and again?" The Lord Commander of the Imperial Army was quite annoyed. It was already uncomfortable for him, a commander, to lead people in these searches.
Especially having him personally investigate the Ye Family and being told not to overlook even a speck of dirt on the wallsâwasnât this over the top?
The Ye Family had just moved to the Capital City recently, but he had experienced Madam Yeâs prowess. If Prince Le was so impressive, he should come and do it himself.
The Lord Commander of the Imperial Army was full of complaints.
"Youâve overestimated, Lord Commander. Itâs not that Iâm stopping you from searching; Iâm just asking you to wait a bit until my husband wakes up. Once heâs up, you can go in. Thereâs no issue with that, right? Besides, the person youâre looking for wonât be in this room anyway. Even if you go in later, the search results will be the same; this isnât obstructing official duties. Moreover, if the person really were in this room, with so many of you surrounding it, they couldnât escape with wings. Since they canât fly, what harm is there in waiting a bit?"
After speaking, Yang Chuxia called Mingcui, "Go prepare some tea, cut some fruits delivered from the estate, and let Lord Commander sit down for tea and snacks, and take a break before searching slowly."
"Tea is unnecessary." The Lord Commander waved his hand, saying, "Madam Ye should just go into the room and ask when Lord Ye will get up; otherwise, weâll force our way in. Weâre on a tight schedule and canât afford to waste time at the Ye Residence."
"Oh, brother, is someone coming to search our place again?" Just as Yang Chuxia and the Imperial Army Command were at loggerheads, Yangyangâs surprised voice came from outside the courtyard.
"Why are you so worked up?" Lele glared at him.
"Brother, brother," Yangyang patted Leleâs shoulder and laughed heartily, "Are you daft? Isnât it obvious that someoneâs coming to send us money again? Tsk, I need to figure out which item in motherâs room is the least valuable but looks particularly valuable. Theyâve come at the right time; I was feeling a bit short on cash."
Hearing this, Lele immediately knew what he wanted to do and tapped him on the head with annoyance.
"Youâre definitely daft. You think I wouldnât have thought of it? But this kind of thing can be done once, not twice, got it?" Then Lele asked, "What have you been up to? Why are you short on cash? Donât tell me youâve spent all those few hundred taels?"
"I want to buy a flexible sword. I asked my master, and he said a good flexible sword costs at least a thousand taels of silver. I only have a few hundred taels, not even half of what I need. Although I could ask mother for money, wouldnât it be better not to use her money?"
Yangyang furrowed brows, thinking for a moment, then asked, "So, brother, do you have any good ideas? Any way to get these people to leave and maybe do that âthingâ?" Lele saw him making a gesture for giving money and glared at him with annoyance.
"There are ways, but why should I tell you?" Lele boasted proudly.
"Just because I call you brother." Yangyang defiantly glared at him, "How about you call me brother, and Iâll handle things when thereâs trouble?"