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Chapter Twenty-Four

Although it was March and the temperature in Hangzhou had gradually risen, everyone was still wearing winter clothes. However, the sweat on Jin Hong's forehead was gradually coming out, and soon he was already sweating profusely.

Qian Yuan picked up a brush and dipped it in ink and handed it over, "Uncle Jin, a wealth of thousands of dollars is not important, but the inheritance of children is the most important, right?"

Jin Hong's hands were shaking like sieve, and he was about to freeze in the air when he touched the brush.

"Uncle Jin, I'm all planning for you." Qian Yuan persuaded slowly: "Or... if you take a gamble, maybe Zhang Siwei will come out soon after, and I can't let the Governor's yamen join the Jin family on the list of maritime merchants."

"In that case, as long as Uncle Jin is careful in the future, there will be nothing wrong. Not to mention losing money, I have to set off immediately to Songjiang and take my whole family to the north to avoid it."

After a while, Jin Hong's hoarse voice rang, "If..."

"Yes, if Zhang Siwei can't come out, or if he is dismissed from office after he comes out, or if the Zhongcheng Lord wants to repay me as a favor..." Qian Yuan smiled sweetly, "At that time, the Jin family... will be lighter in circumcision and exile, and it will definitely not be possible to cut off his head, but it is inevitable that the punishment of a scepter is too severe. If you don't take care of someone, you may suffer from a cold or other disease..."

All death penalty in the Ming Dynasty must be reported to the Kyoto Ministry of Justice for review. The process is very cumbersome, but if the punishment for the scepter is too severe, it is reasonable and legal.

"Brother Jin is not two years old this year. Can you rest assured if you don't watch it?"

Seeing Jin Hong signing his name with trembling hands and pressing his fingerprints, Qian Yuan clapped his hands with a smile, "Okay, Uncle Jin is so happy, now we can say the second thing."

"Come on, have a cup of tea, come on, towel, wipe the sweat from your head."

Qian Yuan's words and all-out attentiveness made Jin Hong's heart regain. This is not a scholar who is ignorant of the world. He is obviously a cruel person... much more cruel than Japanese pirates.

"The two families of Jin and Qian have been in contact with each other for more than ten years. I have also inquired about Uncle Jin's character. Everyone says that you are kind and make money." Qian Yuan said slowly, even crossing his legs that few scholars in this era are cross-legged. "Everyone says that they are righteous and do not do business, but Uncle Jin is not that kind of person... So, who did it?"

"Who discovered that secret recipe?"

"Who killed someone?"

After all, father and son are father and son. Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes. The mouse’s son can dig holes. Jin Hong blurted out, “It’s not me, it’s Zhang Si…”

"I believe." Qian Yuan immediately nailed his words, "Zhang Siwei had many contacts with the maritime merchants. Wang Zhi had a close relationship with him, and he had joined forces to wipe out several pirates. Only he has the ability and means to ask the Japanese pirates to take action."

"Yes, yes." Jin Hong nodded in fear. Now Zhang Siwei is still detained in the governor's yamen. The Ming army attacked Ligang and strictly enforced the ban on the sea. The maritime business forces will definitely plummet. At this time, Qian Yuan, who has a close relationship with the governor, stabbed him in one fell swoop. The Jin family was afraid that life would be worse than death.

Jin Hong also knew very well that if Zhang Siwei came out safely, it would be light for him to peel off his skin, but he also knew that he needed to pass the current level.

Looking down at the table, Jin Hong stammered and explained: "It's true that it's just that. Zhang Siwei discovered the secret recipe. Later he asked me to buy it, and then..."

Qian Yuan nodded indifferently. He knew that at most three times the truth was true, but it didn't matter. I just wanted the result, it didn't matter the process.

"Write it down, sign it, press your fingerprints."

Jin Hong was stunned for a moment, glanced at Qian Yuan with a sincere smile, immediately picked up his pen to write down, and pressed his fingerprints.

Qian Yuan carefully put a few pieces of paper into the envelope and asked casually: "I have asked someone to inquire about it. The Jin family started its business twenty years ago, but they didn't make their fortune until four years ago. Uncle Jin should have been involved in Zhang Siwei's disciple at that time."

"Yes." Jin Hong answered carefully.

This name really reminds people of that person. It seems that the results have been released at this time. He seems to be the top scorer in this subject. Qian Yuan changed his name, "Then this Zhang President should have a lot of wealth, right?"

Jin Hong opened his mouth wide, "I..."

"Don't say you don't know." Qian Yuan shook his head. Logically speaking, Zhu Wan wiped out a large number of maritime merchants four years ago, and Jin Hong happened to be under Zhang Siwei's disciple at that time. The Jin family should be the Zhang family's white gloves.

"Including the house, fields and antiques together, 100,000 taels? 200,000 taels?" Qian Yuan asked curiously: "Uncle Jin, with that confession, the house has changed hands again. If Zhang Siwei is safe and sound, what do you think he will treat you?"

Jin Hong was shocked and knew that he had no status in front of Zhang Siwei. If this guy was really safe and sound, it would be considered light for the Jin family to be destroyed.

After gritting his teeth and thinking for a while, Jin Hong said a low number. Qian Yuan, who had always maintained a calm expression, was immediately stunned. No wonder Zhang Siwei was always reluctant to advance to the top, and actually hugged so much money!

I'm afraid it's not that I refuse, but that I dare not!

How much fiscal revenue will be in the year of the Ming Dynasty!

"Write it down." Qian Yuan diligently studied the ink.

Jin Hong did not have the courage to refuse, took the brush and glanced at Qian Yuan, who was a little disobedient while writing, "The Jin family still has some savings..."

"Forget it, I'm satisfied with this house." Qian Yuan, who had returned to his expression, waved his hand, looking indifferent.

"Ten thousand taels!" Jin Hong was a little anxious. The guy in front of him was definitely not a greedy person. He really didn't feel at ease not to charge money!

Wow, I’m so rich. I’m so profitable in import and export trade these days!

Qian Yuan shook his head with a smile.

"Fifty thousand taels!" Jin Hong begged, "I did nothing at that time, just tentatively asked if I could buy the secret recipe..."

Tsk, 50,000 taels... Qian Yuan was thinking in his mind, and he was a little more confident.

"100,000 taels!" Jin Hong gritted his teeth and knelt down. In fact, most of the money in it was from Zhang Siwei.

"Uncle Jin, get up." Qian Yuan sighed, "Well, I swear to God that I will do my best to cover this matter with me."

"Keep your word." Qian Yuan patted his chest and whispered, "Fortunately, Master is my friend for ages. I will definitely persuade him to let the Jin family go. In the future, I will concentrate on my career. Yingxing Money Shop will have to bother Uncle Jin."

"I... dare not... dare not..."

Ignoring Jin Hong, who was already incoherent, Qian Yuan shook his sleeves and left the front hall, waved to Zhang San beside him, "It doesn't matter to everyone else, no one of the Jin family father and son or family members are allowed to run away!"

"Yes." Zhang Sanying looked at Jin Hong, who was stunned, and listened to the crying sounds in the side hall. He couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, didn't you say you wanted to let him go?"

"Do you know what it means to kill my father's revenge?" Qian Yuan smiled coldly, "Your Majesty, I am that soft-hearted?"

"Well, the young master is not weak, but have you swear to God?"

"Yes, I'll do what I say." Qian Yuan smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"I'll arrange someone to guard here, and now I'll go back to the shop?"
Chapter completed!
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