"Your lack of fear doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
Xiao Minglan, although not involved in politics herself, was still part of the environment, "I heard that Bai Chongming's guards came to the Tan Palace late at night recently?"
Song Baiyan did not deny it.
"I don't understand political matters enough to comment rashly, but if Bai Chongming is willing to come to you, apart from the Zuo Family, I can't think of anyone else." Xiao Minglan looked at her son: "The words Zuo Bin said at Remembering the South were obviously aimed at you."
Song Baiyan took the kettle from the small table and poured a cup for Xiao Minglan, "Zuo Hong's international trading company in Yun Province had two batches of tobacco seized at customs, due to smuggling suspicions and the large amount involved, the subordinates didn't dare release them. The local customs office was troubled several times and probably isn't ready to give up yet."
Xiao Minglan understood her son's meaning.
