When Chu Qing thought that Qiu Wanshan was framing Gan Yongmei, in fact it was Uncle Tou Xun who was framed by Lao Qiu.
When Chu Qing thought that Qiu Wanshan was putting the blame on Uncle Xun, in fact, Ji Liangxian was at fault again.
When Lu Zhu walked into the class room, Chu Qing looked at the half-burned letter with an expression like a demented child.
Fu San's expression wasn't much better, he was muttering secretly to stay away from Qiu Wanshan in the future.
He was afraid that if he walked with Qiu Wanshan in the future, he might be accidentally injured by lightning.
"Master Chu, Mr. Chen."
Lu Zhu called softly, and Chu Qing came back to his senses and shook his head vigorously: "Here he comes."
"Master Chu, what are you..."
"It's okay." Chu Qing smiled bitterly and gave half of the letter to Lu Zhu.
Luzhu took it and took a closer look, with a look of surprise on his face.
Although there was only half of the content in the letter, and Qiu Wanshan was still burning it vertically, which seemed to be incomplete, the meaning that should be expressed was clearly expressed.
He bribed the brothel girl to set up a trap for Gan and Lu, and framed the blame on the tou family. After the matter was done, he walked around the gate of Qianqiying. If anyone noticed, the frame-up happened to be brought to Qianqiying, and he was burned after reading.
Looking at the content of the letter, Lu Zhu asked: "May I ask, sir, who wrote this letter?"
"Ji Liangxian."
"It turned out to be him. If this letter is really true..."
Midway through speaking, Lu Zhu suddenly reacted and said with a smile: "Did you frame this?"
"What is frame-up? This is for the sake of justice. Go back and tell Zhang Songling that this letter was obtained on the flower boat. You can make up your own mind on how to compile it."
"understood."
Looking at the letter again, Lu Zhu said sincerely: "This plan can be said to kill five birds with one stone, and the women of the people admire it very much."
Chu Qing drank a cup of tea and smiled slightly: "It's not bad, I just thought of it randomly, sprinkle some water on it."
Fu San: “…”
In fact, Chu Qing didn't even bother to think about how Qiu Wanshan killed several birds with one stone. Anyway, there were quite a few birds.
Gan Yongmei was killed, and Chu Kuo was also lame. After all, he stabbed someone to death, and Jingzhao Mansion can take him at any time.
As for surrendering to Uncle Xun, he is almost seventy-five, and it is said that he is still in a coma in the hospital. If Zhang Songling mistakenly thinks that it is Ji Liangxian's fault, Ji Liangxian will also be unlucky. The most important thing is that this group of ten people headed by Zhang Songling
The small circle of one person can now be said to have fallen apart.
After exchanging a few words with Lu Zhu, Chu Qing asked about the business: "How much money does Zhang Songling give to the palace every month? Have you investigated clearly?"
"No, Zhang Songling kept silent about it. If I asked, he would definitely become suspicious. There is no relevant account book in the government."
Chu Qing said oh, although he was anxious, he didn't want to rush him.
In his last life, he had watched too many undercover films. Of the ten undercover agents, nine of them had their identities revealed. Eight of them were forced to do so by the online agents, and then at least seven of them were forced to death by the online agents.
Among the ten people, only one was not exposed, and he had to kill all the insiders to become the boss.
"But another thing, the daughter of the people found out. Now the money and food that the Zhang Mansion can use is only 200,000 guan at most. Part of it is placed in the bank, and part of it is buried behind the wing."
"I've always been curious. Is it better to deposit money directly in a bank? I have to convert it into copper coins and bury it in cash. Isn't this unhealthy?"
Lu Zhu chuckled and said: "Master Chu is upright and aboveboard, so there is no need to hide money. Others are not the same. If the money comes from bad sources, of course it must be buried."
"That's true." Chu Qing laughed: "Look at our Chu Mansion, we never bury money."
Fu San yawned.
We don't have any money to bury either.
"Two hundred thousand dollars." Chu Qing lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said to himself: "Whether Zhang Songling takes Ji Liangxian under his wing or not, he will definitely plunder the property of other merchants..."
Raising his head, Chu Qing looked at Lu Zhu and asked: "Is two hundred thousand guan enough for Zhang Songling to swallow up the family fortunes of other merchants?"
"How can a civilian girl know this kind of thing? However, Zhang Songling, an old fox, is unscrupulous in doing things. If he really wants to plot other people's family business, he may not use money."
Chu Qing said nothing, thinking secretly.
The commercial "annexation" of the Chang Dynasty was very primitive and did not require high technical content. It just relied on personal connections.
Just like the Ton Ya Shop and Carriage and Horse Shop before, they found the relatives who have the final say and told them clearly that your master is finished and your backers will no longer care about you. I will give you a fair price, give us the land deed, and hand it over.
With the money in hand, it doesn't matter whether you leave the capital or not. With the money, you can still become a rich man and have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life.
This is how most business "annexations" are done, and it's just like the first time I met Qiu Wanshan, wasn't it the same? I felt that the Chu family was going to be doomed, and the two of them were going to die as soon as their lips touched, and ended up getting slapped several times.
Of course, Chu Qing did not pay any money to the Ren Ya Shop and the Car and Horse Shop before, but directly sealed the shops. The land deeds were not important, but the shops were important.
And the most valuable thing under the names of these merchants is land. Every inch of land in Beijing is precious. If you occupy a large area of land, it is true that you bought it with money. But if you want to keep the land in your name, you have to
With a backer, but without a backer, anyone would dare to seize it with just the title deed.
"Just wait a little longer."
Chu Qing sighed: "When we find out how much money the Zhang family sent to the palace, we can take action."
Lv Zhu was slightly confused: "Sir, I dare to ask you, why do you know that the palace's income is so important, and why do you think you want to swallow up the Zhang family's stone industry?"
"No, the stone shop is just a tool for the Zhang family to make money. What makes Zhang Songling fearful is not how much money he has, nor how he makes the money, but who, or rather what reasons, people and reasons, make him
Zhang Songling made money so unscrupulously."
Lu Zhu was not stupid, on the contrary, he was very smart, but when Chu Qing said this, he became confused.
She had always thought that Chu Qing wanted to attack Zhang Songling's business system. After all, after such a big battle, the only ones who collapsed now were the merchants.
But Chu Qing always wanted to know the amount of money Zhang Songling sent to the palace every month, including the date and so on.
This is what Luzhu can't figure out. She doesn't know why this matter is particularly important to Chu Qing.
"Okay, go show up on those flower boats in Liuhe River, be careful and be patient."
Lu Zhu stood up and said with a nonchalant smile: "Thank you, Mr. Chu."
Chu Qing nodded and looked at Fu San: "Send it to Miss Luzhu."
Fu San said perfunctorily, opened the door, and didn't send it.
But when the two of them passed each other, Fu San opened his ears and said, "If something happens, just shout at the top of your lungs, Wang Tongtong is right outside the house."
"I don't know how to shout. If I did, wouldn't the old fox know that Mr. Chu is going to deal with him? I won't do anything bad. Mr. Chen, just don't worry." Lu Zhu gave Fu San a big smile.
Eyes: "Little girl, thank you very much, Mr. Chen, for your concern."
Fu San yawned again, looking like he couldn't live.