After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

"I know I was wrong, please punish me, Master."

Kneeling on his knees, Yang Huai saw clearly what Xie Nanxing was thinking.

How can the word 'like' describe such favoritism?

Xie Nanxing was also aware of Yang Huai's hesitation. As a bystander walking out of the Eighth Prince's mansion, he was already so panicked.

What’s more, Yang Huai, who experienced it firsthand?

Not wanting to get bogged down in a topic that was too serious, Xie Nanxing raised his hand towards Yang Huai and said, "Sit down. I have something serious to discuss with you."

"Master, please speak." With a proper degree of respect, Yang Huai displayed his whole heart with ease, which was unmatched by any servant in the mansion.

Sitting on the chair that Shen Jinmo used to sit on, Xie Nanxing looked even smaller: "You come from a very wealthy family. What can you do to make the most money in the Great Xia Dynasty?"

"Salt and iron are the most profitable industries, but they are controlled by the imperial court. Given the current situation of the master and the prince, even if they join the game, most of the money they earn should be used to win over various relationships."

"Silk, tea, and porcelain are also needed by wealthy families. If you want to quickly enter these industries, you can only be unique and of good quality at a low price."

Xie Nanxing thought for a moment and said, "Yang Huai, it's not easy for the prince to raise me. We have to think of a way to earn some money for him."

"If you just want to earn some money to make a living, it's easy to run a restaurant or a tavern. Then I can think of a few more ways to attract customers, and I will definitely earn enough money to support my master."

Xie Nanxing paused for a moment and raised the stakes: "Your Highness will have great ambitions in the court in the future. If he is rejected by the Princess one day, he will need money to pave the way for everything."

"If that's the case, once we have a little money, I can organize a caravan to do the north-south trade. I will definitely not let this money issue hinder the prince's future."

He walked up to Yang Huai with the teapot in hand and poured tea for him: "You might as well think boldly, step out of the territory of Daxia, cross the vast ocean, and gather all the characteristics of the world in one place."

Yang Huai held the teacup with a little force, causing ripples to appear in the tea in the cup.

Yang Huai lowered his head and drank half a cup of tea to calm himself. Through Xie Nanxing's calm eyes, he saw the passion and ambition hidden in his master's frail body.

Although Yang Huai is now a slave, Xie Nanxing has never thought of trapping him in the inner house. He still has the qualifications to soar between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Yang Huai began to feel grateful that God was not too bad to him.

"Since the master has mentioned it, I will take action immediately."

"No rush, we have to earn money step by step." Xie Nanxing gave Yang Huai both the small goals and the big direction.

"We can look for a suitable shop these days. If the time is right, we will go out of Luoan to investigate and then decide where to start."

Xie Nanxing doesn't have that much time to build a century-old brand. He wants to make money quickly, accurately and ruthlessly: "For our business, we must focus on being unique and special."

The faint smell of gunpowder coming from Xie Nanxing's words made Yang Huai realize that he had unknowingly entered a very dangerous situation.

Xie Nanxing sat upright on the chair and looked at Yang Huai with a faint smile: "Yang Huai, are you afraid?"

"It is a great honor for Yang Huai to have the privilege to accompany the master on this journey."

Thinking about the conversation with Yang Huai, Xie Nanxing began to understand why Shen Jinmo was unwilling to cooperate with stupid people.

In their situation, there are too many things that cannot be said explicitly, and one wrong move could mean death.

"Yang Huai, when the time is right, you can go and avenge yourself."

Xie Nanxing was not only referring to the revenge of the Yang Huai family, but also the revenge of being bullied: "The past cannot be retrieved. Since I saved you, I hope you can live well in this life."

Looking at the small ball sitting on the chair, Yang Huai slowly turned his head to suppress the moisture in his eyes: "Master, don't worry, I know what I am doing."

Guards Department

The ten teams of guards were now on duty patrolling the city. During the day, Shen Jinmo was the only one in the camp of these ten teams. Shen Jinmo moved all the tasks that were not suitable to be done in Princess Pingnan's mansion to these camps.

Yesterday, when Lu Chi was patrolling the city, he bumped into a nobleman's carriage while trying to save a child. The nobleman immediately reported him to Shen Jun. As soon as he started his shift today, he was taken away and beaten with ten boards.

After being beaten with a stick, he returned to the camp and knelt in front of Shen Jinmo, waiting for Shen Jinmo's orders.

Putting down the brush in his hand, Shen Jinmo dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground, and hot water accumulated on the wooden floor: "The layout of Luoan City."

A mere ten strokes of the cane were nothing to Lu Chi, a man who had survived the swordplay and bloodshed, and would not affect his performance.

He closed his eyes slightly, dipped his hands in the hot water on the ground, and sketched out Luoan's layout on the floor.

Although the weather was extremely cold, the water stains left on the floor would soon dry up. However, neither Lu Chi, who was drawing, nor Shen Jinmo, who was watching Lu Chi drawing, cared about the disappearance of the water stains.

"Set it at this place." The whip handle pointed at a spot that had already dried up. The voice of the instructions was suppressed by the cold wind: "Take the opportunity to make plans when patrolling the city, test the surrounding neighbors a few more times, and be more concealed."

Shen Jinmo has to find a base for the Qiling Army, and the people who will protect Xie Nanxing can only be selected from the Qiling Army.

"I obey your command." Shen Jinmo didn't need to say much to Lu Chi, but Lu Chi knew very well the consequences of failing to deliver the message.

His master has never been a good person.

Familiar footsteps were heard outside the house. Lu Chi's hand that was supporting the ground slipped, and the porcelain pieces pierced into his skin, turning red in an instant.

"Please forgive me, sir."

Shen Jinmo frowned and waved his hand. Lu Chi kowtowed hurriedly and stood up. He walked towards the door with his head lowered and passed by Tian Ding who was walking towards him.

Tian Ding didn't pay any attention to the guard. Looking at the broken porcelain on the ground and feeling the faint anger in the air, he felt that he had been very lucky recently.

Everything is just right.

Tian Ding did not carry a bag this time. He mysteriously took out a booklet that still had his body temperature from his arms and said, "Brother Wang Heng, I brought you some good things to calm you down."

Seeing that Shen Jinmo still didn't move, Tian Ding smiled even more cordially: "Don't think you can look down on it just because you only have one copy. This is an absolute masterpiece. If you learn it, your sister-in-law will never be able to leave you again."

What Shen Jinmo disliked was not the number of the booklets, but the fact that the booklets were taken out from Tian Ding's arms.

He felt dirty just thinking about it.

But thinking about the quality of the notebooks that Tian Ding brought over last time, Shen Jinmo lowered the corners of his lips, suppressed his nausea, and opened the book with the handle of the whip.

"Snapped."

After just one glance, Shen Jinmo closed the book and glanced at Tian Ding with murderous eyes.

Shen Jinmo's first reaction was that if Xie Nanxing found out that he had seen these things, Xie Nanxing might despise him for being unclean and not want to be with him because he had looked at other men.

"Brother Wang Heng, don't be angry." Tian Ding looked at Shen Jinmo's reaction and knew that he had touched Shen Jinmo's heart.

The things I'm going to give away are all from Shen Jinmo's society and have been seen by him, so what's the point of that?