Other than Cao Rong's bedroom, the Imperial Guards searched every place in the Cao residence that could be searched. They even pried up three roof tiles from the Cao family's storehouses.
According to the Imperial Guards lying atop the roofs, there were three storehouses, and their contents were worth no small sum. At Cao Rong's official salary, he would probably have to live a thousand years to earn that much money.
Once they said that, Pan Yun and the others understood. This household could be confiscated.
By then, dawn was beginning to break. The servants of the Cao residence were rising one after another, while their masters were still asleep.
Xue Shao glanced toward the master bedroom and nodded to Pan Yun. "I'll go see Jiao Tong this morning. It isn't convenient for you to show yourself, so go do whatever you need to do."
He handed An Chen the list he had recorded in the treasury, while he himself took the treasury's original account books. The confiscated gold, silver, jewels, and treasures were all in Pan Yun's hands.
It could be called a perfect triangle, exceptionally stable.
Neither An Chen nor Pan Yun had any objections.
The group slipped back to the inn where they had stayed the previous day. Taking advantage of the little time they had left, they all rolled into bed and slept like logs.
Pan Yun slept the soundest. She washed her hands and face, changed out of her clothes, then tucked herself beneath the covers and had a lovely sleep.
The Imperial Guards merely dozed on their beds. An hour later, they were awake and went to An Chen's room to receive instructions.
As for Xue Shao, he simply did not sleep. After returning to his room and washing his face and hands, he