Ye Zhi glanced at him surreptitiously, then turned her head to the side, her gaze wandering, not daring to make eye contact, and whispered, "Actually, I meant to say, Ming Yan likes Monk Zhi Chen, and last time you spread the news that he was dead. If he returns to the Capital City, he’s bound to be recognized."

The implications of her words were understood without further explanation.

If Ming Yan returns to work by her side, she will have to be separated from Monk Zhi Chen.

As the saying goes, it’s better to tear down ten temples than to break up a marriage.

Shen Chen remained indifferent: "That’s his business. If he returns to the Capital City again, the Investigation Factory will definitely get involved. We can’t let him attempt to assassinate the Emperor once more."

Sparing him was already his greatest mercy.

If that monk returns to the Capital City, he must be secretly captured.

A person "dead" in front of investigators, if he can’t hide his identity well, can’t blame him for being ruthless.

Ye Zhi loved gossip the most, chatting endlessly once she started, she said: "Do you know why he attempted assassination? He said it was because the Emperor confiscated his family without reason and executed dozens of people. I feel he’s not lying."

He nodded: "It has been investigated and found to be true."

Wow, she knew her woman’s intuition was accurate!

Shortly after, after having lunch.

Shen Chen took his new bride to the study room.

Ye Zhi thought he was taking her on a tour, until Uncle Jin and Qin Yin directed four people to bring in thick account books, only then did she realize she had been too hasty.

Uncle Jin respectfully bowed and asked for instructions: "Madam, these are account books, please review them."

She could see there were many account books...

Shen Chen sat down beside her, his legs naturally crossed, his posture relaxed.

He looked up at his wife with tenderness in his eyes and said aloud: "These are the properties of Shen Mansion. From now on, they’ll be managed by you, Ah Zhi. The internal affairs are entrusted to you. This is Uncle Jin. You can ask him if you have any questions, or you can ask Qin Yin."

The two people mentioned nodded.

Ye Zhi panicked and said awkwardly: "Well, let’s just keep it as it was done before, then have Uncle Jin report to me. I don’t need to manage these personally, leave it to the accountant to handle."

Uncle Jin politely folded his hands and said: "Madam, these have been calculated already. You just need to review them. This old servant will teach Madam. If there are any omissions, Madam can point them out for me to address."

The more Ye Zhi listened, the more troubled her face became.

She’s a busy person, how could she look at these every day? Besides, she’s already doing well by writing neatly. Coming to the Prime Minister’s Mansion was supposed to be for a life of ease, not accounting...

She couldn’t help but lift her hand to her forehead, forcing a smile at Shen Chen, and said: "No need, I don’t need to review these. Let everything stay as it is. I presume you wouldn’t dare to hide any private funds."

Uncle Jin, not giving up, tried to persuade her that these account books were very simple: "Madam, these..."

Ye Zhi waved him off and said: "Alright, alright, I’ve made up my mind. That’s how it will be handled." Then, as if reminded of something, she straightened her back and said to Uncle Jin: "Don’t try to fool me, I’m easy to fool around, but the current Prime Minister is not, he’ll be the one checking."

Just yesterday, she was clamoring to manage the internal affairs of the Shen Mansion.

Now she’s already starting to shirk responsibility, deeply afraid someone will come looking for her!

Uncle Jin glanced at Mr. Shen, seemingly seeking his opinion.

Ye Zhi noticed this behavior and immediately corrected: "Why are you looking at him? Look here, at me. In the Shen Mansion, I’m the one in charge."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Chen nodded in agreement.

Beside them, Qin Yin felt utterly hopeless, Mr. Shen’s fierce reputation in the court had completely vanished; he was tightly controlled...