Early the next morning, Qi Dalang, who was having a deep sleep at his desk, suddenly woke up under the first ray of morning light.
Then, he immediately sent someone to call Huang Fei to come over to discuss the matter.
In fact, Mr. Huang has been standing outside the corridor for a long time, and now he is arriving as soon as he is called.
Very efficient!
Qi Yu has naturally already made plans for the next arrangements.
In short, I want him to go to Wenxiang Pavilion to handle some urgent matters.
details as follows:
"First of all, you go over and tell Jiang Yuan that I have used that beautiful oiran very well, so I don't want to return it to him. As for the gift this morning, just think of it as money to redeem her life."
"good!"
"In addition, you must not forget to ask me for the fake painting, otherwise Jiang Yuan may become suspicious of me and then my motives. In short, you must be very clear
It expresses that everything I do is to get that painting."
"take note of it!"
This is the crux of the whole scam and must not be ignored.
The next step is how to arrange the set.
In this regard, Qi Yu ordered: "After you go over, tell him that in the recent period, there have been a lot of goods shipped at Sanya Wharf. If you want to leave the port from there, you must make arrangements as soon as possible. Finally,
It would be better tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest, to transfer the goods in hand away from Qiong. If it is too late, we will have to wait for the ship in the second half of the year."
For now, the yamen only strictly controls sea transportation, but has no control over land transportation. If you want to transfer any goods, you can do it.
"Sir, are you saying that Jiang Yuan wants to smuggle?"
"Yes, I'm very sure!"
Last night, Jiang Yuan had personally confirmed to himself that he had a smuggling deal in his hands. Now that he had this opportunity, how could he not take the bait?
He cannot remain indifferent to the temptation of interests.
After listening to these explanations, Huang Fei became enlightened.
Then, he spread his hands and made a requesting gesture: "Master Qi, please give it to me."
"Give it to you? What to give you?" Qi Yu was stunned and asked.
"What else can there be? Of course it's the gift you mentioned." Huang Fei said.
Gift?
oh, I get it.
Qi Dalang smiled calmly and explained: "Just now, I spoke a little hastily and forgot to explain the reason in detail. The thing is like this, early in the morning, I asked Dong Yun, the magistrate of Qiongnan County, and Jiang Yuan to send
I wrote a letter, and the letter clearly stated that it could open the door to return to Yi. Isn’t such a big promise a generous gift?”
Huang Fei nodded first, then hesitated and said, "Then, will he believe it?"
"I think it should be possible!" Qi Yu first affirmed, and then said: "There are two reasons for this. First of all, this is Dong Yun's absolute handwriting, and it can be traced in various documents. Jiang can't help but wonder.
Yuan doesn’t believe it. The second thing is that I asked Dong Yun to explicitly ask for Yi Zhongyi’s dividend in the letter. In this way, the sense of trust will be even greater.”
The first one is understandable, but is there any logic to the second one?
The answer is: yes!
The world is so strange. If you sincerely help others, others may not appreciate it. However, if you openly ask for benefits from others, the other person will feel at ease.
You say, cheap or not?
How could Qi Dalang, who was well versed in the samadhi of officialdom, ignore this kind of inner war?
Huang Fei tasted the product carefully and praised: "This trick you used is really wonderful. Even an old fox in the officialdom will not realize anything is wrong."
Qi Yu patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "This last 'deception' depends on your performance, Brother Huang. Whether you can trap him in one fell swoop!"
"Master Qi, please rest assured, Huang will definitely live up to his mission!"
"Okay! Please!"
After Huang Fei left, Qi Yu sat in the second hall and sipped tea. All he could do now was wait for feedback.
So sleepy!
Otherwise, why don't we just squint for a while?
good!
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Qi Dalang could no longer open his eyes.
Haha, from the drool flowing out of the corner of his mouth, it is not difficult to guess that at this time, he is having a pleasant spring and autumn dream.
However, the beautiful figure in the dream felt a little familiar.
So, who was he dreaming about?
You readers may wish to take a guess.
However, at this moment, Yin Tao, who had just walked out of the house, suddenly felt a numbness in her nose and sneezed sourly, thinking in her heart: Huh? Who is thinking of me?
She looked left and right, feeling a little confused.
"Could it be that Sister Liu is thinking of me?"
"Yeah! It must be."
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but quicken her pace and walked towards Qi Yu's house.
The distance between each other is not too far, and it only takes a little time to scratch an itch, and we are basically there.
After entering the door, he saw that Liu Quan was cleaning some ingredients in the yard. Next to it, there was a large clean ceramic cup. From the looks of it, he was preparing to make a nice soup.
Yin Tao said hello softly, and then walked over with a smile.
When he opened the cup, he saw that there were velvet antler, wolfberry, fairy spleen, dodder and other precious medicinal materials inside. In addition, there was also a long and thin stick-shaped meat. I don't know what kind of weird thing it was.
Liu Quan couldn't help but blush when he saw her, and explained as if he was a thief: "My niece brought these back from the hospital. She said they were for my husband to replenish his health. I don't know if they will work well..."
Yin Tao was observing the words and expressions there, and suddenly realized something, and couldn't help but let out an "Ah" sound.
She hid her shyness and said sourly: "Oh, sister, all your good intentions are in vain. I'm afraid my heart is no longer here..."
When Liu Quan heard that there was something in her words, he said angrily: "You damn girl, how can you still learn to play tricks on others? What you want to say, say it clearly, don't be secretive."
Yin Tao smiled and said: "Okay! Sister, let me ask you, did Mr. Qi go home to sleep last night?"
Huh?
Can this little girl call Qi Yu her husband?
Yes!
This word has two specific meanings.
The first refers to the honorific title given by the wife to her husband, and the second refers to the honorific title given to scholars by the world in general. Therefore, the title Yin Tao is in line with current rules, but it is not commonly used between men and women.
Liu Quan replied to her: "No! My husband didn't come home all night last night. He must have been busy with official duties. It is precisely because of this that I prepared these supplements and asked him to take a lot of them when he gets home.
So as not to tire yourself out."
Yin Tao pursed her lips and said, "Tired? I don't know whether he is tired or not, but he must be quite tired."
"Um?"
It doesn't sound right to speak!
No matter how you taste it, there is always a high concentration of sourness in it.
Although Yin Tao has a noble temperament, she still obeys the rules in front of Liu Quan. Seeing that her sister's face was a little unkind, she hurriedly explained: "Sister, you don't know, he was very happy last night! Oh, I'm so angry
Dead people!"
"Happy? Where can he go to be happy?" Liu Quan wondered.
"Where else can we go, of course the Wenxiang Pavilion?"