Feng Shiyuan smiled all over his face and bowed to the person sitting opposite him: "What's the wind today? The supervisor has free time to visit the humble house?"

The old man with white hair and beard on the opposite side said, "I am here, I have something to tell you."

"Please give me a lecture, but I have given me instructions. I will do my best!"

The old man touched his beard under his chin and said lightly: "To be honest, the owner of the family has been a little tight recently. The house he asked you to buy before is really not worth the money, so I'll give up this matter."

Feng Shiyuan was stunned: "Why did the supervisor say that? I have already agreed to that family that I will be able to enter the palace soon."

"That's all, I won't buy a house." The old man shook his head repeatedly, took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, and handed them to Feng Shiyuan. "If you give this money to that family, you will say that you have disturbed me a few days ago and talk about compensation."

Feng Shiyuan looked at the banknotes in his hand and was confused and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The old man stood up and said to Feng Shiyuan: "I have something to do, so say goodbye!"

Feng Shiyuan hurriedly caught up and said, "The supervisor is rare to come once. Drink a sip of tea and sit for a while."

When he arrived at the door, he saw Feng Shiyuan chasing him tightly. The old man turned around, looked at Feng Shiyuan, and sighed: "You have always been respectful and have done things carefully. You have helped me a lot. I have given you a word to you as a reward. The bachelor once said that the government has been keeping an eye on the capital bank recently and wants to take back the loans that were released a few days ago as soon as possible. I heard that you have also borrowed a lot of money from there. I advise you that if you want to be safe, you can honestly raise the money as soon as possible to repay it. The faster the better, the later it will change!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly towards the cold wind.

Feng Shiyuan stood at the door, looking at the old man's departure, his face was gloomy and clear.

The person who came was the supervisor of the Hanlin scholar Cheng Lin's family. Most of them had contact with Feng Shiyuan. Some time ago, Cheng Lin fell in love with the house of Zhang Xun, the former deputy envoy of Privy Councilor Zhang Xun, and wanted to buy it. Zhang Xun's family now has only a seven-year-old great-grandson. He was very poor and had no meals after the meal. The only relative of the official Zhang Xian was still in another place and could not help. The family was so poor that the wet nurse who took care of the child wanted to sell the house. However, the house was given the official title when Zhang Xun was developed and could not be bought and sold privately. He had to have the emperor's treasure. Cheng Lin sent someone to find Feng Shiyuan and asked him to find a way. Feng Shiyuan looked for an opportunity to let the wet nurse enter the palace. As long as she met Empress Dowager Yang, it would be easy to get the imperial treasure. Now she was just now, but she didn't expect that Cheng Lin sent someone to say she would not buy it, which surprised Feng Shiyuan.

Standing in the cold wind for a long time, Feng Shiyuan slowly came back to his taste. He looked at the money in his hand, and then carefully savored what the old man said before leaving for a while, and felt cold in his heart for a moment.

When he returned to the room, Feng Shiyuan wrote a list and handed it to the supervisor at home: "Prepare a banquet at the Iron Film Building at night. Remember to be in the back garden, and no outsiders are allowed to know. If you go and inform the people on this post, you will come to the banquet at night. Tell them that they must come, even if their father dies at home, they will not be absent from the sky!"

Seeing that Feng Shiyuan was solemn, the supervisor did not dare to neglect it, so he answered the post and agreed respectfully.

The wind blew at night, and the yellow branches whimpered, and they came in through the crack of the door and threw themselves onto someone like a knife.

Feng Shiyuan looked at the people sitting on both sides coldly and asked in a deep voice: "Are you all in one?"

A middle-aged man said, "Taiwei, only Li Pingyi from the Military Academy has not arrived yet. Should he send someone to urge him?"

"Go and urge him! Tell him that he hasn't arrived here within half an hour, and there will be no place for him to stand in Kaifeng City in the future!"

Someone next to him agreed, stood up, wrapped himself tightly, and walked towards the door.

As soon as he opened the door, the cold wind rushed in and couldn't help but tremble. As soon as he took a step, he ran into the arms of the person coming from the shadow. He raised his head and saw that he was looking for Li Pingyi, and hurriedly said, "Oh, why did Brother Li come? He was about to find you!"

Li Pingyi entered the door, kept stomping his feet, and said, "Is it bad luck! I came on a horse, and the branches that were blown by the wind on the road were injured. I was also lifted on the road and fell down!"

While speaking, he walked inside and greeted Feng Shiyuan: "The Grand Marshal came to us, don't know what to order?"

Feng Shiyuan looked at Li Pingyi, then looked at everyone present, and said in a deep voice: "If you have something to do today, please let me explain it clearly before using wine. You must remember it in your heart. You must not be careless after you go back!"

Seeing that Feng Shiyuan looked bad, everyone knew that things were not small, so they all agreed to the promise.

Feng Shiyuan said in a deep voice: "In the past few months, everyone started a lot of false companies together, borrowed money from the Beijing Bank and made a lot of money. Recently, I heard that the Beijing Bank wanted to use money and was in a hurry to take back the money."

A rough man said, "No! I used to go to Beijing Bank to borrow money, which was very happy. No matter how you say it, I have said all the good things in recent days, but I can't even borrow money even if I can. It's really evil!"

Someone shook his head and sighed: "When you do well, you can use the money from the new loan to pay the interest on the old loan. If you cut it off at once, isn't it a life for someone to die? I heard that some people have to fill in their money!"

Seeing everyone talking, Feng Shiyuan sternly said: "Don't talk first, listen to me honestly! I heard that the government is in a hurry to use money and suppress the capital bank to hold it up. It is because I borrowed too much money, so I just cut off the new loan at the beginning and did not rush us to repay the old accounts. When the old accounts are almost collected, we will not be so carefree!"

Someone asked below: "What does the Taiwei mean? Will he even get us into the yamen after lending money from the capital bank?"

"Go to arrest the yamen? Humph, that's light! If you can't pay the interest, or don't pay the capital over time, it's normal for the person you arrested and then raid your home!" Feng Shiyuan's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot. "You honestly listen to me. Now the capital bank has almost collected old loans, and the rest of the unpaid are either delayed by interest, or someone is ready to pay it off. Humph, some people dare to rely on the emperor's money? How many lives do you have? I'm talking about it here, no matter who you are, don't have this idea! If you sell your pot, sell your wife and daughter, you must pay the money honestly! Otherwise, not only will you be in trouble, but you will also implicate us!"

Someone said timidly: "If I can pay it back, who will drag it there? The Beijing Bank is not merciless. As long as the interest is not paid after life, it will be increased upwards. Who can bear it? But the quota will put money out. It was too heartbreaking a while ago, and no matter who lets it go. Now that I collect money, some people really have no money. What should I do? As long as I can drag it up and slow it down, there is always a way to think about it. How can I force it to pay?"
Chapter completed!