Tea Merchants of the Song Dynasty

Facing Jiang Yin and the Jiang family, Shen Fugui had no confidence at all, only humility and guilt.

After all, his Shen family had done many things that were unfair to Jiang Yin and the Jiang family.

To put it more seriously, if Jiang Yin hadn't been so lucky, he would have died countless times.

I thought Jiang Yin would make a sarcastic remark or refuse.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yin's eyes lit up, and he asked with a hint of surprise, "What, the head of the Shen family was arrested?"

Such good news, thanks to Shen Fugui for coming all the way to tell her!

Shen Fugui choked, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. He knew Jiang Yin was happy, but please don't be happy yet, he came to seek help.

He took a deep breath, forced a smile, bowed to Jiang Yin again and said, "Yes, I was caught. I hope Miss Jiang will forgive me and help me. My Shen family will reward you handsomely."

He closed his eyes and clenched his fists. As long as he could save his father, he would do anything.

If his father died, the Shen family would certainly die too. Therefore, it was nothing for him to suffer a little injustice.

He thought that he had never harmed Jiang Yin and had never made a mortal enemy with him. At most, he was just a spectator who stood by and watched.

"A generous reward?" Jiang Yin looked up at Shen Fugui and said after a long while, "Do you think I don't deserve a generous reward from you?"

She laughed sarcastically and continued, "If it were you, would you be willing to save your enemy? Saving your enemy and letting him continue to torture you, which could result in the destruction of your family or even death?

Shen Fugui, although I am an orphan, I am not someone who can be bullied by others. I am not a bodhisattva, and I am not as generous as you think.

To put it bluntly, I wish I could rub salt into your father's wounds and make it impossible for him to recover. Do you understand?"

No matter who she is saving, it's good enough that she doesn't add insult to injury.

She really didn't understand why Shen Fugui thought she would help.

Shen Fugui staggered, his face pale, but he couldn't help but ask: "Really can't you help?"

He would not admit that his father really had problems, and just hoped that Jiang Yin could help.

Jiang Yin originally planned to turn around and leave, but when she saw Shen Fugui's red eyes and his forced appearance, she remembered that Shen Fugui did not directly harm her and had even helped her.

So, she paused and said, "If I were you, I would have to sacrifice the car to save the driver. If I cut it off early, maybe I could still leave a way out.

If not for yourself, you should also consider your clan members. In short, you should know what your father's crime will involve, and don't be lucky.

I have said all I can, and I will take this as a token of my gratitude for your help.”

In order to repay the favor, Shen Fugui's eyes lit up, and he wanted to take advantage of the situation to struggle again.

Jiang Yin's face turned cold: "Speaking a few words for me is also considered helping, but your kindness is not worth your life!"

After she finished speaking, she turned and left, not caring at all about Shen Fugui's feelings or his subsequent actions.

Oh, if you want to go further, you have to ask her if she agrees!

Shen Fugui stretched out his hand, but failed to touch the corner of Jiang Yin's clothes.

He lowered his eyes and stood there in silence, thinking. He didn't even notice when the guards of Jiang Mansion and Zhang Yang left.

A quarter of an hour later, he took a deep breath and looked up at the closed door of the Jiang Mansion.

Then he took a step back and bowed respectfully in the direction of the door.

He stood up with a salute, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and turned and strode away.

Inside the Jiang Mansion, the doorman saw Shen Fugui leaving through the crack in the door and immediately turned around and ran into the house.

After Jiang Yin learned from Butler Zhao and the people arranged by Uncle Wang what happened during the time she was away, she went to the study to deal with matters that required her personal decision.

When the doorman came over, she had just finished looking through the account book of the Yazhou City Teahouse.

After hearing the doorman say that Shen Fugui had left, Jiang Yin looked indifferent and didn't care.

After the doorman left, Xiao Luo asked as she helped Jiang Yin grind the ink: "Madam, will he do something bad?"

He stayed at the door for 25 minutes before leaving. I don't know what he was planning in secret. It seems that I have to be more careful in the future to prevent him from doing bad things to my wife.

Jiang Yin pinched his aching neck and said nonchalantly, "It's okay. If an enemy comes, we will stop him. If a flood comes, we will block it with earth. I'm not afraid of him."

If Shen Fugui really did something bad, she would not have any psychological burden to fight back.

"And Zhang Yang." Xiao Luo frowned, "I think he is more likely to do something bad."

Zhang Yang is usually more arrogant than Shen Fugui, and he might be the same when he does bad things.

She just didn't understand. They were obviously close relatives, so why were they so shameless and self-righteous?

"Okay, come and help clear the account book." Jiang Yin said with a smile, "We have no control over what they do, let them be.

However, we cannot return to Mengshan until we have settled this account."

Butler Zhao mentioned that he wanted to retire and return to the countryside to live out his retirement.

This was exactly what Jiang Yin wanted. If the accounts could be settled sooner, Butler Zhao could be released sooner.

He had made such a big mistake before, but she didn't let him go immediately. She had already fulfilled the friendship they had for so many years.

What's more, before she went to Huizhou, she asked Uncle Wang to arrange a few confidants to come over, with the intention of replacing Butler Zhao.

I believe that Butler Zhao had already understood this in his heart, so he left a one-month buffer period and only mentioned this matter on the first day she returned.

The sooner she finishes checking the account books, the sooner she can hand over all matters to the new housekeeper.

Of course, she would also give Butler Zhao some money so that she could enjoy her old age.

Xiao Luo nodded in response and continued to check the account book with Jiang Yin.

The two of them spent two days in the mansion checking everything before they finished and handed it over to the new housekeeper.

The new housekeeper is named Jiang Si, a member of the Jiang family's collateral branch, Jiang Yin's uncle, and in his early forties.

He used to work with Jiang Yin's mother in the mansion in Chengdu Prefecture. He was a trustworthy and capable person.

While Jiang Yin and Xiao Luo were clearing up the account books, Jiang Si also got a clear picture of what was going on in the mansion.

After seeing off Butler Zhao, oh no, it should be Grandpa Zhao and Jiang Si who came to take over, Jiang Yin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

All things are being solved one by one.

She sighed and said, "It really makes sense that a new emperor appoints new ministers."

She was just a housekeeper in a small family, but things became different because of the departure of her parents, not to mention such a huge court.

If there is a loophole in the court like the one that happened to Jiang some time ago, it will affect the common people of the world.

A family crisis can seriously damage a person's vitality, let alone a court crisis.

"Everything will get better and better, my lady." Xiao Luo held her hand and said firmly, "No matter what the road ahead is, I will accompany you."

Jiang Yin tilted her head and smiled knowingly, then immediately said with a straight face: "I told you not to call yourself a slave, we can just call each other sisters."

In her heart, Xiao Luo has long been like a younger sister. She had long ago forbidden Xiao Luo to call herself a slave, but Xiao Luo just wouldn't listen, and she really couldn't do anything about her.