When Ming Mo returned to report, Gu Chengyu had already finished writing the matters concerning the tea tax.
"Sir! The person has been sent back."
"Hmm! Was everything handled well with his classmates?" Gu Chengyu felt a bit uneasy, so he inquired further.
"Reporting to you, sir! We have already spent some Silver Coin to let him pretend to be ill and take a few days off."
Gu Chengyu put down the brush, touched his neck, and planned to write again the next day.
"I'm still confident in your work. Have the people from Yingnan Mansion been withdrawn? Bring in a few others for proper training."
After Ming Mo left, Gu Chengyu pondered for a moment. Who could be behind those people? The princes, or Xia Qing?
Among so many officials in the court, could it be one of them?
That day at Tianxiang Pavilion, someone had paid him in Silver. Could it be the master behind Tianxiang Pavilion? Or Lu Chen?
