Leaving from the teahouse and looking at Mrs. Qian sitting in the carriage exhausted, Dong Yan couldn't help asking: "Madam, since you can get shelter by giving up some money to do good deeds, why not continue your family's business?"
Dong Yan also understood Zhan Feiyu's suggestion. If you hire more disabled soldiers in the Tianzhuang, you might be able to get in touch with the military camp: then you can spend money to support poor scholars, and they will also repay them in the future.
Qian family, why should I sell all the business at home?
Sitting on the inner wall of the carriage, Mrs. Qian looked at Dong Yan with a concerned face, and felt a little warmth in her heart, and explained in a low voice: "If you sell the business out, the Qian family is just an ordinary rich gentry,
If someone is watching the Qian family in the future, it will be more and more difficult. But if the Qian family's business is still there, it will be a normal business battle. It is reasonable for those who get the Qian family's money to be unwilling to take action."
That little money is not enough to allow those people to protect the Qian family. In addition to relying on the three houses of the Qiu family, Mrs. Qian will also use the money to make money over the years, but who is willing to lend a helping hand at this moment? The relationship maintained by the money is not solid at all.
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Zhan Feiyu rarely went out, so he originally planned to walk around the street market.
"Miss, someone follows behind." He Nuan whispered, glanced behind her, "Two people followed as soon as we left the teahouse."
Standing in front of the small stall of the candy seller, Zhan Feiyu was not afraid of being alerted. He turned around and looked over, but saw two men wearing dark blue jackets not far away, facing Zhan Feiyu's gaze, both of them
I was shocked, probably not expecting Zhan Feiyu to come over so carelessly.
The two looked at each other, then strode over and bowed to Zhan Feiyu, with a respectful attitude, "Miss Zhan, our grandfather invites the girl to come over."
"I don't know if your master is honored?" He Nuan stepped forward to block the two of them, looked at the lively street market again with a cautious look. It seems that he has some background.
"Miss Zhan has seen this thing and you will understand it." A man took out a token from his arms, which was the bronze waist tag worn by hundreds of households in the garrison.
Military officers of all sizes in the Daqing Dynasty all had identity tokens, unless they were to hide their identities. For any official business, they had to wear waist cards on their waists when they went out, and the borrower and the borrower were guilty of the same crime.
Zhan Feiyu looked at the copper round token the size of a palm in front of him, "Is this Sun Baihu's waist pendant?"
"Since Miss Zhan recognizes it, please move." The man put away the token again. Sun Baihu's eyes were destroyed by Zhan Feiyu's sword. Outsiders thought that Sun Baihu was still in the clinic for treatment.
In the bustling street market, Zhan Feiyu suddenly laughed, but this bright smile made the two of them feel an ominous premonition.
Two quarters of an hour later, Suzhou Prefecture.
Lord Yao, who heard the news, hurriedly came from the Houya, and Lord Zheng and Zhao Tongzhi were also accompanying him.
Well……
Looking at the two people whose nose and face were swollen on the ground, their arms were removed, and one leg seemed to have been broken, Lord Yao twitched slightly.
In the court, the two men and other constables looked at the miserable two with sympathy. Fortunately, they went there in time, otherwise the two men would probably be even more miserable.
But they were also seeking death. They dared to stop Miss Zhan on the street. Don’t you know that Miss Zhan is surrounded by masters? The two of them dared to take action. This is not a fight.
"Miss Zhan can tell me what happened?" Lord Yao suddenly had some doubts about Master Gu's failure to let Zhan Feiyu return to the capital. Perhaps it was not just to avoid the storm in the capital, but also because this little girl was too good at causing trouble.
When Zhan Feiyu went out in the morning, Lord Yao knew about it, and he also knew that Mrs. Qian sent someone to deliver the post the day before. Lord Yao didn't care much about this matter, but who knew that he took the two back to the government office.
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Leaving from the teahouse and looking at Mrs. Qian sitting in the carriage exhausted, Dong Yan couldn't help asking: "Madam, since you can get shelter by giving up some money to do good deeds, why not continue your family's business?"
Dong Yan also understood Zhan Feiyu's suggestion. If you hire more disabled soldiers in the Tianzhuang, you might be able to get in touch with the military camp: then you can spend money to support poor scholars, and they will also repay them in the future.
Qian family, why should I sell all the business at home?
Sitting on the inner wall of the carriage, Mrs. Qian looked at Dong Yan with a concerned face, and felt a little warmth in her heart, and explained in a low voice: "If you sell the business out, the Qian family is just an ordinary rich gentry,
If someone is watching the Qian family in the future, it will be more and more difficult. But if the Qian family's business is still there, it will be a normal business battle. It is reasonable for those who get the Qian family's money to be unwilling to take action."
That little money is not enough to allow those people to protect the Qian family. In addition to relying on the three houses of the Qiu family, Mrs. Qian will also use the money to make money over the years, but who is willing to lend a helping hand at this moment? The relationship maintained by the money is not solid at all.
.
Zhan Feiyu rarely went out, so he originally planned to walk around the street market.
"Miss, someone follows behind." He Nuan whispered, glanced behind her, "Two people followed as soon as we left the teahouse."
Standing in front of the small stall of the candy seller, Zhan Feiyu was not afraid of being alerted. He turned around and looked over, but saw two men wearing dark blue jackets not far away, facing Zhan Feiyu's gaze, both of them
I was shocked, probably not expecting Zhan Feiyu to come over so carelessly.
The two looked at each other, then strode over and bowed to Zhan Feiyu, with a respectful attitude, "Miss Zhan, our grandfather invites the girl to come over. Military officers of all sizes in the Daqing Dynasty all have identity tokens
, unless it is to hide your identity, you must wear a waist card when you go out when you are doing official business, and the borrower and the borrower are guilty of the same crime.
Zhan Feiyu looked at the copper round token the size of a palm in front of him, "Is this Sun Baihu's waist pendant?"
"Since Miss Zhan recognizes it, please move." The man put away the token again. Sun Baihu's eyes were destroyed by Zhan Feiyu's sword. Outsiders thought that Sun Baihu was still in the clinic for treatment.
In the bustling street market, Zhan Feiyu suddenly laughed, but this bright smile made the two of them feel an ominous premonition.
Two quarters of an hour later, Suzhou Prefecture.
Lord Yao, who heard the news, hurriedly came from the Houya, and Lord Zheng and Zhao Tongzhi were also accompanying him.
Well……
Looking at the two people whose nose and face were swollen on the ground, their arms were removed, and one leg seemed to have been broken, Lord Yao twitched slightly.
In the court, the two men and other constables looked at the miserable two with sympathy. Fortunately, they went there in time, otherwise the two men would probably be even more miserable.
But they were also seeking death. They dared to stop Miss Zhan on the street. Don’t you know that Miss Zhan is surrounded by masters? The two of them dared to take action. This is not a fight.
"I don't know the noble master's surname?" He Nuan stepped forward to block the two of them, looked at the lively street market again with a cautious look. He dared to stop people on the street. It was thought that it was a military officer of all sizes from Daqing Dynasty who had some origins.
All have identity tokens, unless it is to hide your identity. For any official business, you must wear a waist card at your waist when you go out. The borrower and the borrower are guilty of the same crime.
Zhan Feiyu looked at the copper round token the size of a palm in front of him, "Is this Sun Baihu's waist pendant?"
"Since Miss Zhan recognizes it, please move." The man put away the token again. Sun Baihu's eyes were destroyed by Zhan Feiyu's sword. Outsiders thought that Sun Baihu was still in the clinic for treatment.
In the bustling street market, Zhan Feiyu suddenly laughed, but this bright smile made the two of them feel an ominous premonition.
Two quarters of an hour later, Suzhou Prefecture.
Lord Yao, who heard the news, hurriedly came from the Houya, and Lord Zheng and Zhao Tongzhi were also accompanying him.
Well……
Looking at the two people whose nose and face were swollen on the ground, their arms were removed, and one leg seemed to have been broken, Lord Yao twitched slightly.
In the court, the two men and other constables looked at the miserable two with sympathy. Fortunately, they went there in time, otherwise the two men would probably be even more miserable.
But they were also seeking death. They dared to stop Miss Zhan on the street. Don’t you know that Miss Zhan is surrounded by masters? The two of them dared to take action. This is not a fight.
"Miss Zhan has seen this thing and you will understand it." A man took out a token from his arms, which was the bronze waist tag worn by hundreds of households in the garrison.
Military officers of all sizes in the Daqing Dynasty all had identity tokens, unless they were to hide their identities. For any official business, they had to wear waist cards on their waists when they went out, and the borrower and the borrower were guilty of the same crime.
Zhan Feiyu looked at the copper round token the size of a palm in front of him, "Is this Sun Baihu's waist pendant?"
"Since Miss Zhan recognizes it, please move." The man put away the token again. Sun Baihu's eyes were destroyed by Zhan Feiyu's sword. Outsiders thought that Sun Baihu was still in the clinic for treatment.
In the bustling street market, Zhan Feiyu suddenly laughed, but this bright smile made the two of them feel an ominous premonition.