Qian Xinyao knows the importance of it.

It is OK to report a letter to friends, but it is related to Han Jiang's next fierce battle in the court, so she can only give Han Jiang an assistance.

Qian Xunyi waved his hand: "Go, snow salt, snow sugar is a strange thing. You can make some preparations. This is an industry that Brother Jiang gave you."

Qian Xinyao's heartbeats very fast now and she has not recovered.

After showing off, he withdrew from Qian Xunyi's study.

Snow salt, snow sugar, and Qian Xinyao have not had time to see it yet. Her thoughts were all on her secret friend, the third girl of the Ge family in her boudoir.

Let’s talk about the Ge family.

The people who were sent out to report came back.

After listening to the report, Ge Bi signaled that the servant who reported was ready to go out.

Han Tuozhou's public itinerary was not a secret, so it was not difficult to inquire about it. After the Han family's carriage left the mansion, it stopped outside the Qian family's door for an hour, and then the carriage entered the palace.

There are certain numbers for whoever takes the carriage of which level.

Han Tuozhou could not have a servant use his own carriage. Han Jiang was not in Lin'an, so the only one on the carriage was Han Tuozhou.

Ge Bi thought about a certain process, and it must be when Han Tuozhou told the Qian family about Yangzhou, and the Qian family heard it.

Then, the Qian family issued a confinement order to the Qian family's eldest daughter.

Then, based on the time when the servants reported, when Han Tuozhou had not left the Qian Mansion, the eldest daughter of the Qian family had already seen her third girl, that is, the Qian family's confinement order had not been officially known to the servants and maids. The eldest daughter of the Qian family took advantage of this time and ran out and sent out important news.

This favor is very heavy.

So……

Ge Bi picked up the letter Qian Xinyao wrote to Han Jiang again, read it carefully, then folded it as it was and put it back into the envelope.

Will Han Jiang listen to Qian Xinyao's advice in this kind of thing?

Ge Bi didn't know.

Ge Bi had just thought about how he should deal with it. The first step was to send someone home. The Ge family first made clear their position with Wang Kexian, and then collected evidence of Wang Kexian's rebellion.

So who should I give this evidence?

Yu Duanli?

Ge Bi shook his head, and Yu Duanli was unable to protect himself at the moment.

Zhou Bida or the people who stayed in the upright position, but who did they send? Is it openly or secretly investigated? I have sent it, but I am still preparing to send it.

Thinking of this, Ge Bi smiled bitterly.

The third girl from the Ge family added hot water to Ge Bi's tea: "Dad."

Ge Bi said, "San'er, Dad, if you want to solve this problem well, the most critical step is that only one person can help our family, but this person is the one that Dad wants to face the least. Of course, it is better than facing his father, Han's brother Jiang'er. Mixing ink."

The third girl of the Ge family quickly rolled up her sleeves and began to grind the ink.

Ge Bi said again: "Han Jiang is even more powerful than I imagined. The Xiuzhou incident has already allowed his father to see his methods. I have thought about many people for my father, Zhou Xiang and Zumi are not suitable. Regardless of friendship, they only say that they cannot stand up for their father. The rest of the people have nothing to do with this matter and cannot be involved."

The third girl of the Ge family said foolishly: "The letter from the rich girl, Brother Jiang from the Han family will definitely help us."

"Just just a letter! Is it possible?" Ge Bi shook his head: "I heard that Fang Weng has also gone, and Han Jiang also invited Mr. Zhongxing to come out, but they are not officials, so the most suitable candidate is Han Jiang."

The third girl of the Ge family said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Jiang from the Han family will definitely take the words of the eldest girl of Qian's family to heart. This is what the eldest girl of Qian's family said in person."

Ge Bi nodded: "Let's believe it, prepare both ways. If Han Jiang is willing to help him, he will definitely return this favor to the Han family for his father. If he doesn't help him, he won't blame him. There is still a way for him to be a father, but he doesn't help him."

The third girl from the Ge family remembered what Qian Xinyao gave her, and after grinding the ink, she quickly took it out.

"Dad, this was sent by Brother Jiang from the Han family to the eldest daughter of Qian family. She gave me one."

“What is it?”

The two bags were filled with snow-white fine powder.

Coarse than flour.

Ge Bi was sweating in his palms, and the sugar melted quickly in his palms.

After melting, Ge Bi felt that it was sugar, so he tasted it with his tongue: "It's sugar, it's white sugar like snow."

Another bag of Ge Bi also tasted it: "Salt as white as snow."

Ge Bi said with emotion: "By the way, Han Jiefu, the old thief, is so lucky. He picked up a precious son out of thin air. People in the world thought Han Jiang was joining the Han family, but they didn't know that the Han family would prosper because of him."

After Ge Bi sighed, he picked up a pen and wrote a letter to Han Jiang. Then he wrote a letter to his brother in Jiangyin, analyzing the pros and cons, indicating what should be done next, etc.

Then, he wrote a letter to his friend in Taizhou, who is now in charge of Taizhou Prefecture.

Ge Bi hoped that Han Jiang could receive his letter in his heart.

Han Jiang didn't know that his father had another trick, and he was studying money now.

He Ling had already released the news.

The salt and tea market in Yangzhou is actually a very beautiful area. There is a very famous name called Pingshantang.

Pingshan Hall is located on the west side of the Daming Temple Main Hall, and was originally built by Ouyang Xiu.

Pingshan Hall is a place dedicated to scholars and literati and literati who recite poems and essays. Sitting on this hall, the mountains in the south of the Yangtze River are vivid and the scenery is in sight.

However, after the Jingkang Battle, many literati fled south, making Lin'an Prefecture even more attractive.

Or safer.

When the Jin army rushed to attack Yangzhou for a long distance, none of the monks here fled.

Now decades have passed, and there are monks here again, but they are not real monks. They are just a group of private salt dealers who are afraid of being found, so they shaved their heads and pretend to rebuild the temple.

Then, a little shameful transaction began slowly.

In the end, this place became a black market led by Yangzhou salt banknotes and tea.

Han Jiang, dressed as a noble young man, came here with Han Si, Qian Kuan, Han Wu, Qian Hao, and eight brave servants.

As soon as Han Jiang and his group entered the temple, a fat monk came out.

"The donor looks noble, and the little monk Kong saw that there is politeness here. I wonder if the donor worships the Buddha or burns incense?"

Qian Kuan took a step forward: "Do you want to die?"

"Oh, Master Dao."

Qian Kuan smiled and touched the monk's bald head: "You are now called Qian Kuan, hurry up and clean up the best house here and prepare the wine and food. Also, my young master wants this place, so let's offer a price."

The face of the monk who claimed to be Kongjian instantly became ugly: "Old knife, I'm kind of polite to give you to the upper level. As the saying goes, there are rats and cats, and cats have cats. You have crossed the boundary."

Very tough.

Qian Kuan glanced at Han Jiang.

Han Jiang smiled: "Han Si, use my post to see Yu Duanli and tell him. My uncle was kidnapped by the evil monk in this place called the temple. What should he do?"
Chapter completed!