Author: Raising cats every year

It’s a pity that the Pan family has not raised a child who is more promising than Pan Suniang for so many years. Now Pan Suniang is in the Marquis’ Mansion, and the eldest son of the Pan family is an official in the fief of Qinyang Hou. Her second sons have been arranged by her to do things in various places, and the Pan family also relies on her.

Therefore, even though he was dissatisfied, Pan Jun did not dare to speak rudely to Pan, and he filled with flattering smiles: "Madam, I do have something to ask for, and I hope my wife will help you."

"What's up?"

"The supplier has newly arrived a batch of ore raw materials, which is an excellent choice for making inkstones and pigments. I want to buy this batch of materials. I just help you buy "Hanshan Tu". Mo Yuxuan really can't afford any spare money. Can the wife be compatible and give me some advances?"

When Pan Jun thought of the picture of "Hanshan Map", he felt bleeding in his heart, which was a full ten thousand taels of silver!

Has Pan Suniang read Mo Yuxuan's account book? I don't know that Mo Yuxuan's situation is getting worse and worse, and most of the business is snatched away by Chunjiang Huayue Tower. Can't you afford so much money now?

The money was only barely collected by Pan Jun, who had to empty out the money for several treasures collected by Mo Yuxuan. By the end of the month, Pan Jun would pay the money to the Pan family, Qinyang Hou Mansion and Pan family again. Where did Mo Yuxuan get so much money?

Pan Jun has calculated that if he could sell all the materials, he would not only redeem all the treasures, but also be more affordable. As big as Qinyang Hou Mansion, he wouldn't even be able to get this money, right?

But he made this request. Pan suddenly changed his face and said coldly: "Pan Jun, I handed over Mo Yuxuan to you out of trust in you. What do you mean? He even asked me for money?"

Pan Jun smiled awkwardly: "Madam, don't be angry. It was all done well, but because I had collected the ten thousand taels before..."

"Are you blaming me?" Pan's face became increasingly ugly, "Pan Jun, don't forget that if you didn't have me, you could be Mo Yuxuan's shopkeeper? But you, if you can't even handle such a thing well, I don't think you have to do this shopkeeper anymore. Come and see off the guests!"

Several maids and servants immediately walked into Fengchun Hall and pushed Pan Jun out of Qinyang Marquis' Mansion with a strong and unstoppable force. Pan Jun took a few steps and couldn't help but spat, cursing: "Bitch!"

If he hadn't been working hard for the past few years, would Mo Yuxuan be what he is today? Pan's family got the benefits, but completely forgot his contributions, and even replaced him. It was simply a heartless person!

He still has to ask for this batch of materials!

He walked into the store selling ore, walked towards the shopkeeper who was planning to plan, and smiled and said with a pity: "Shopkeeper Yang, I really can't get out of spare money now. Good luck, I'll write you an IOU? Such a big store as Mo Yuxuan, I will definitely not run away..."

Manager Yang put down his abacus and showed a embarrassed expression, "Shopkeeper Pan, you also know that this shop is not opened by me. I am helping people with work. Whether this can be accomplished will have to ask our master to nod. I will ask you again."

He said, then got up and walked towards the inner room.

Pan Jun rubbed his hands nervously, waited for a while before seeing Manager Yang come back, sighed and said, "Our master has made a request."

Is this the meaning of hope?

Pan Jun hurriedly said, "What are the requirements?"

"He agreed to you on credit and give you all this batch of materials, but you must mortgage the store's land deed to us and return it to you after you pay off the account."

The land deeds of several stores were firmly held by Pan's hand, but Pan Jun knew where Pan usually placed, so he had a way to steal the land deeds.

He was silent, thought for a while before gritting his teeth: "Okay."

...

In the elegant tea room opposite the shop, the young man raised his tea cup and sipped his lightly, his five fingers were cold and white and slender.

Unintentionally sucking all the things that happened in the store, Li Mingji reminded lightly: "The tea is cold, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Rong didn't say a word.

Looking at the calm and elegant young man in front of him, the emotions in Zhou Rong's eyes were complicated and difficult to tell. At first, he only thought that Li Mingji was an ordinary guard beside Princess Huaxi. He was grateful to the princess for helping him and was willing to repay this kindness, but he did not know that Li Mingji's request was so shocking.

No, this is just tying your head to your waist to do business.

"I have already read the characters for Zhou Langjun, but I just asked Zhou Langjun to imitate this font and help write a letter," Li Mingji smiled, "I have given enough time to consider Zhou Langjun. Now it is the last day. Haven't Zhou Langjun thought about it yet?"

In his previous life, Dali Temple cracked a major case. Most of the calligraphy and ink treasures leaked from Mo Yuxuan were imitations. Mo Yuxuan made a fortune from this and brought rich income to the entire Qinyang Hou Mansion.

These imitations are all from one person. They are a candidate who failed the imperial examination, named Zhou Rong.

Wanting to find this person from the huge capital is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Therefore, Li Mingji arranged for the Spring River Flower Moon Tower to hold a Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Conference.

This person is different from Li Qingchu. Li Mingji did not want to use force to coerce Zhou Rong, but instead took his wisdom.

Thinking of those words, Zhou Rong's throat was a little dry and he said with difficulty: "Mr. Li, simplifying the upper right part of the character "De" to "Ten", which was the usual writing method used in the previous dynasty."

But this is the capital of Dayong. The people of Dayong have long abandoned this habit of writing.

Who is Li Mingji? Why did he write this letter for?

The corners of Li Mingji's lips were gently lifted: "Zhou Langjun is a smart person. He should know that since I dare to expose it in front of you, I will not leave any troubles to myself."

At this moment, Li Ming was as cold as a jackal, tiger and leopard, and was completely different from the gentle and humble guard in front of the little princess.

Zhou Rong closed his eyes, "Mr. Li said so much to Zhou, so he should have expected that Zhou would not refuse, right? Zhou only asked boldly, "Does the princess know these things?"

Princess Huaxi is a member of the Dayong royal family.

She probably wouldn't have thought that the guards she trusted had a close connection with the previous dynasty, right?

Li Mingji had frivolous eyebrows, and his emotions in his eyes were dim and unclear. "What if he did these things just to save his life?"

...

A late autumn rain ended, and the sky became colder. The ground dragons burned in the palace, Shu Yao held the snow ball and sat with the Queen Mother in Yanshou Palace.

Since the Queen Mother got the "cold spring" poison, her body has become very weak. Elder Shu Yi from Ning'an Temple comes to Yanshou Palace every five days to apply acupuncture to the Queen Mother, and Emperor Yong sent a large amount of medicinal materials to replenish qi and blood. The Queen Mother's complexion gradually improved and her lips became bloody.

"This is the last time I gave the empress an injection," Elder Shuyi bowed, "The empress can take medicine on time, and I will not come again."

He packed up his things and left, bent his body without looking up. He stepped out of Yanshou Palace with one foot, and the Empress Dowager suddenly shouted: "Xue Tingzhao!"

"I have been escaping into the monk for a long time and have already let go of the past. Please don't worry about it," Elder Shuyi's body was slightly stiff, and he gently twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand, "Amitabha."
Chapter completed!