The Incense Monopoly Order

Chapter 35: Reaching Too Far
"Angry? Me? Am I?" Shang Mingshu's eyes were bright and she smiled.

Shang Wenshu was a little dazed and even began to doubt herself. Was it just an illusion?
My sister really never spoke harshly or said anything harsh.

"I'm just overthinking it, third sister, don't take it to heart." Realizing that she had been making random assumptions about her sister, Shang Wenshu quickly apologized.

"Between you and me, there's no need for you to apologize. If you have any doubts or suspicions in your heart, just speak them out. Keeping them hidden will only hurt our sisterly bond." Shang Mingshu said in a friendly tone, "Dad was taken away by the government officials, and some people in the tea shop are bound to be worried. I'll have to trouble you to comfort them."

"I've already sent someone to deliver the message, saying the government has something to inquire about with Dad, and he'll be back soon." Shang Wenshu never delayed matters of the heart. "But I'm afraid the clan members won't be easily fooled, so I have to go and mediate with them myself."

Shang Wenshu felt irritated when she thought of those people in the clan who were always eyeing their family business. If there was any disturbance at home, these covetous eyes would be ready to move. "I'll go deal with them first."

Shang Mingshu watched Shang Wenshu disappear from her sight, and the gentleness on her face disappeared: "He Sui, tell He Mu to keep a close eye on Wen Yan."

Wen Yan had a good plan. He used the merchants' money to curry favor with the powerful and influential under the pretext of running errands for them. He didn't have to pay anything. He could show his face in front of the powerful and influential, and maybe even seize the opportunity to make good friends with them. He could even ask the merchants to thank him for his hard work!
The way you eat is so ugly!

Shang Mingshu had never been optimistic about Wen Yan. She always coaxed her elder sister with sweet words, and the gifts she gave to Shang Wenshu were all unoriginal, thoughtless, and even cheap junk.

But he is capable of doing things, and Shang Wenshu has devoted her heart to him. Shang Jinliang is also optimistic about him, and she doesn't want to be a bad person.

This man has lofty ambitions and some real talent. Sooner or later he will fly out of Fengyang Prefecture, and then he will definitely kick Shang Wenshu away.

Shang Wenshu was very polite in her dealings with him, and until Lin Yuanyuan became as demanding as she was, Shang Mingshu turned a blind eye.

But this time, he extended his hand.

"Madam, does Madam Sanwu agree?" Wen Yan, who was waiting in the outer courtyard, saw Shang Wenshu returning in a hurry and hurried to greet her.

"San Langjun, I share the same concerns as my third sister. Let's wait and see." Shang Wenshu stopped three steps away from Wen Yan. "I know you're worried about my father, but my family is a good family. I believe my father won't get involved in dirty tricks."

"I know that my uncle would not do anything unjust, but this world is full of jealous and evil people. Some of them are jealous of my uncle's wealth and power and fabricate false evidence to frame him. They are worried that if we don't know the inside story early, we will miss the best opportunity to protect my uncle and Shang's Tea Company." Wen Yan was secretly resentful in his heart, but he looked gentle and polite as he expressed his concerns.

He started begging on the streets when he was seven or eight years old. He had seen too many people flattering the powerful and bullying the weak, and even stray dogs bullying people when they were lowly. He vowed to make a name for himself and eventually entered the Shang's Orphanage. He worked hard to learn to read and write, as this was his only way out. After he finally stood out, this was all the Shang's could give him.

Shang Jinliang could have paid more to enroll him in Ziyang Academy, but he kept insisting that education requires real talent and knowledge! If he were Shang Jinliang's son, would Shang Jinliang still be so righteous? He'd probably sell everything he had to hire a famous teacher for him!
I say that I don't expect anything in return from them, I just hope that they can learn something and have enough food and clothing in the future!
Hypocrisy! Just trying to gain fame by using these helpless people!

He was trapped in this small world and finally had the opportunity to get to know the powerful people in the capital and pave the way for his future career. How could he let go of such a godsend opportunity?

"We all know your sincere heart." Shang Wenshu felt more reassured after hearing Shang Mingshu's words, and insisted, "Father also made me feel at ease before he passed away. I believe in him."

waste!

Wen Yan felt resentful towards Shang Wenshu, saying that she admired him but lacked foresight. If it were Shang Mingshu, he wouldn't have to think about it and would have taken the initiative to pave the way for him! If Shang Mingshu wasn't so difficult to trick...

No matter how much resentment he harbored, Wen Yan didn't show it on his face. Instead, he spoke with a hint of disappointment, "My uncle has been very kind to me, and I've never been able to repay him. I've always dreamed of a chance to repay him, and I thought this time I could finally be of use. I never imagined I was worrying too much. I'm truly useless."

Wen Yan was taller than the average man, with a clean demeanor that reminded Shang Wenshu of a gurgling spring in a mountain stream. A melancholy hung between his brows, and Shang Wenshu couldn't help but feel distressed. "Don't underestimate yourself, Sanlangjun. Li Bai once said, 'I was born with talents that will be useful.' Sanlangjun has his own strengths. I have things to do. We'll have tea together another day."

If she didn't go back to the clan, she was afraid that the clan members would come to her house. There were countless eyes staring at her from outside. If the clan members came to her house, it would only arouse more speculation.

Wen Yan looked even uglier after being treated perfunctorily. He left Shangjia with a lot of resentment and returned to his own courtyard, which was a house he rented. He did this in order to make Shang Jinliang look up to him and to reduce Shang Mingshu's guard against him.

He just tried to test it out casually, but Shang Mingshu forced him to move out of the courtyard funded by the Shang family.

"Mr. Wen." Just as he entered the yard and before closing the door, a well-dressed big man came to the door.

"Who are you?" Wen Yan was instinctively wary of strangers.

"My surname is Shi, and my master wants to do a business with Wen Xiucai." The man smiled with an ambiguous smile.

Wen Yan's eyes flashed, and he invited the person into the mansion and closed the gate.

"The Shi family?" Shang Mingshu hadn't expected the Shi family to approach Wen Yan so soon. "Did you hear what they were plotting?"

"The Shi family brought two skilled guards with them, so I didn't dare get too close." He Mu lowered his head with some guilt.

"You did a great job. There's no need to blame yourself. Just keep a close eye on them and make sure they don't get exposed." Shang Mingshu would rather not find out why they were colluding with each other for the time being than let her people alert the enemy.

there is always a solution to a problem.

As the sun set, Shang Jinliang happily returned home, bringing with him a large sum of money. "This was sent by Second Master Cheng. The man who took the money from me died in the suburbs. The master said that since I gave this money to a friend, and he has been killed, I should return it to the original owner."

He couldn't hide his smile of having regained what he had lost. He waved his hand and said, "I will donate 30% of this money to build bridges and roads in She County!"

The three Xiao Yu sisters and their three sisters couldn't help but look at each other, and they all saw the helpless smiles in each other's eyes.

Shang Jinliang just thought of the money as a way to ward off misfortune. After going around in circles, he got it back and was as happy as if he had made a fortune. When he was happy, he liked to spend money and build his hometown. Even though the magistrate of She County disliked him, he never thought of spending the money elsewhere.

　I was notified of the entry into the V at 11 o'clock last night. I was caught off guard and was not notified in advance.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)