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As dawn broke the next day, the whole capital was still immersed in the aftershocks of yesterday's Begonia Banquet, and the Prime Minister's Mansion had quietly changed its situation.

Mrs. Liu, who used to go to various courtyards in the morning and dusk to inspect and coordinate the chores in the house, was completely silent today.The gate of Ningxiang Courtyard was locked, and all the servants inside and outside were replaced. Only a few rough envoys and women were left to guard it.

All the stewards and servants in the mansion knew very well that Aunt Liu had completely lost her power. From now on, the throne of the prime minister's mansion belonged to the legitimate daughter Shen Qingyuan.

In the early morning, the old lady sent a message to hand over all the account books, warehouse keys, and cards in the Prime Minister's Mansion to Shen Qingyuan.

In the main hall, all the stewards stood with their heads lowered one after another, not daring to slack off in the slightest.In the past, most of them acted based on the Liu family's face, and they were often perfunctory and submissive to Tinglan Courtyard. Now, they are all in awe as they witness Shen Qingyuan breaking through the situation step by step, overthrowing the Liu family, and shaking up the East Palace.

The old lady sat in the main seat with a solemn expression: "From now on, all matters in the mansion will be controlled by Qing Yuan. Everyone will obey the instructions of the concubine. If anyone is lazy or violates the rules, they will be directly sold out and kicked out of the prime minister's mansion. We will not tolerate it."

All the stewards bowed and responded: "I obey the instructions of the old lady and the eldest lady!"

Shen Qingyuan reached out and took over the heavy rosewood pair of cards and a thick stack of ledgers, her fingertips feeling slightly cold.The power to control the back house should have belonged to her biological mother, but it had been stolen by the Liu family for many years. In the name of the housekeeper, she embezzled her biological mother's dowry, deducted the expenses of Tinglan Courtyard, and accumulated private property.

Today she took it back with her own hands, but it was returned to its original owner.

After seeing off all the stewards, the old lady took her hand and said in a gentle tone: "Yuan'er, grandma knows that you are smart and steady, and you will be able to take care of the house. If you encounter difficult accounts or servants, just tell grandma and she will support you."

"My granddaughter knows, I'm sorry for bothering grandma." Shen Qingyuan bowed her knees slightly, her eyebrows gentle.

Returning to Tinglan Courtyard, Chuntao was overjoyed while holding the account book: "Miss! We are finally in charge of the family! From now on, no one will dare to treat our courtyard harshly, and Aunt Liu and the second lady will never be able to control us at all!"

Shen Qingyuan opened the yellowed old account book, and his fingertips ran across the dense handwriting, but there was no joy in his eyes, only a slight chill.

The ledger seems to be neat and tidy, but in fact there are hidden tricks everywhere.In recent years, most of the money from Fuzhong purchases, land income, and shop dividends has been lost inexplicably, and all of it has gone into Liu's private pocket. Many of them are the property income left by the biological mother.

"The glory is only temporary." Shen Qingyuan spoke softly, "The Liu family's ambition has been entrenched in the Prime Minister's Palace for more than ten years. It has a deep foundation. It must still have many private assets hidden in its hands. It will never be willing to lose. There is also the man in the East Palace. His position is shaken and he has hatred in his heart. He will only wait for opportunities to counterattack. We cannot relax at the moment."

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