The general kneels on the washboard again

The one waiting at Pinmingju was Fu Shiqing. He actually came in person, which showed that he valued Yue Niang.

The Fu family has recently become one of the four richest businessmen in Lingzhou.

After not seeing him for a few years, he seems to be more energetic.

Seeing Yue Niang step into the door, she said with a stern face: "Come home with me."

This was said as if Yue Niang had committed some serious mistake by running away from home.

Yue Niang put away her usual demeanor and pretended to be frightened: "Daddy."

"Come home with me." Fu Shiqing repeated.

"Dad, grandma passed away." What a heartless person he is.

Fu Shiqing's eyes shone. "It's precisely because your grandmother died that I'm worried about you, a girl, wandering around all year round. That's why I came to pick you up. Hurry up and pack your things. The carriage is waiting outside."

"Won't Father go visit Grandmother's grave?"

"How can I have the time?" Fu Shiqing always made excuses by saying he was busy.

Yue Niang raised her head and looked directly into Fu Shiqing's eyes: "I heard that father has just become one of the four richest businessmen in Lingzhou. Congratulations to father, father."

Those eyes were clearly crystal clear, but Fu Shiqing still felt uneasy when he was stared at. "Where is your grandmother's grave? Take me there."

Lingzhou is also the capital of Dacheng. The four richest businessmen in Lingzhou are a local competition launched by the trading companies in Lingzhou, but because it is a competition in the capital, it also has credibility in the whole Dacheng.

To be among the four richest businessmen, the first thing is financial resources, and the Fu family has long reached the threshold. The second thing is virtue, and the reputation among the people, which is also what the Fu family has always lacked.

Old Lady Fu died because of this. If it weren't for the old lady's words and deeds, Yue Niang would never have gone out to do charity, and perhaps Old Lady Fu would not have died.

Yue Niang brought Fu Shiqing to the grave of Old Lady Fu.

Fu Shiqing lit a stick of incense, burned two pieces of yellow paper, and kowtowed three times, and that was it.

"Yue'er, did your grandmother give you any instructions?" Fu Shiqing asked tentatively.

Yue Niang was only nine years old when she came. All the deeds were in the name of Old Lady Fu. The letter from Old Lady Fu stated that after her death, all the property would be given to Yue Niang.

During the days that Fu Shichuan was here, he had been asking openly and secretly about whose deeds and names Yue Niang owned the properties she was currently handling.

Fu Shiqing received the letter and worked at full speed for this very reason.

Yue Niang handed the letter from Old Lady Fu to Fu Shiqing: "Father, please read this."

Fu Shiqing took a look at it, his hands shaking with anger: "What? Mother is old and confused, how come all these are yours?"

Yue Niang felt contemptuous. He had never invested a penny in these industries, nor had he ever put any effort into them, yet now he was thinking of getting something for nothing.

After Fu Shiqing finished reading the letter, Yue Niang snatched it away and said, "Father, these have been brought to court and are now considered my daughter's private property."

"Private property? You're just a child, how can you understand how to manage a family business?"

"My grandmother taught me that. She also said that I should bring all of this to my husband's family."

Fu Shiqing's face was full of displeasure: "You are just a little girl, and you keep talking about your husband's family. Aren't you ashamed?"

Up to now, Fu Shiqing still doesn't feel that he has any obligations as a father, and he only thinks about money.

"Those are my grandmother's exact words."

"I am your father." This time Fu Shiqing remembered that he was Yue Niang's father.

The father and daughter stood in front of Mrs. Fu's grave. Yue Niang asked, "What do you want, father?"

"Come back to Kyoto with me first, and we will make a long-term plan." Fu Shiqing now only wants to trick Yue Niang back. As long as Yue Niang is gone, these industries will only gradually wither and die, and then he can take over them.

Yue Niang looked at the vast expanse before her and asked, "Why is Father so anxious for me to leave?"

"This, of course, is because something important is happening in Kyoto."

Yue Niang said calmly, "Could it be that there is a problem with my marriage to the Third Prince?"

Speaking of this, Fu Shiqing was overwhelmed. The Tian family also liked this marriage, and now the Third Prince was also shaken.

Here, they also laughed with Yue Niang: "You even dropped your marriage certificate. It was just a joke."

"The marriage certificate is lost? I remember it was kept in the jewelry box in my mother's room."

"That yard is now given to Yuanniang to live in, and you have to call Tian mother. As for the marriage certificate and jewelry box, you can go back and ask her for them yourself." Fu Shiqing threw the pot away.

Tian's mother's family has been of great help to the Fu family, and the best arrangement is for Yuanniang to become the third princess.

As for Yue Niang, apart from the little property she holds, she has no other use.

Yue Niang also knew from these two sentences that her marriage with the Third Prince was most likely off, and for some reason, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Yue Niang's smile was harmless, but those who knew her well understood that when she smiled like that, someone was about to be in trouble.

"Then go back, but please allow my father to give me two more days."

Fu Shiqing was a little unhappy: "What else do you want?"

"But we have a batch of fragrant dew from Kyoto, so let's send it over on this trip."

Hearing that it was a business matter, Fu Shiqing agreed: "Then hurry up and go back by the end of the month."

The second brother actually didn't tell him about this business deal, so Fu Shiqing thought about going back and asking about it.

"Yes, father." Yue Niang said softly and obediently.

Yue Niang returned to Nanshan Village, while Fu Shiqing returned to the inn in the town.

Yue Niang looked at Lian Xing, who was bored and chasing nightingales on the wall.

His smile deepened: "Lian Xing, if you are bored, go give my father some gifts."

"Hmm? What are you giving me, Master?" Lian Xing touched his head.

"Go to the fields and catch something you like to play with, like a snake or a toad, and throw it over to his bedside. But don't catch any poisonous ones, or we won't be able to handle it if they investigate."

Lian Xing accepted the order: "Okay, I will ensure that the mission is completed."

So that night, Qingshi Town became Fu Shiqing's nightmare for many years, and he developed many conditioned reflex habits.

A few days later, Fu Shiqing found Yue Niang with dark circles under his eyes and asked her how the list was going.

"Yue'er, how's your preparation going?"

Yue Niang and a group of village women were busy in the small courtyard: "Father, this order is for a full ten thousand boxes. We have to wait for a few more days."

"Ten thousand boxes? That's so many?"

Yue Niang showed the correspondence list to Fu Shiqing: "Father, please read this."

"It would be more appropriate for you to let your father handle such a big business."

Yue Niang was waiting for him to say this, and immediately put on a grateful expression: "Thank you very much, father."

Yue Niang handed the letter and receipt to Fu Shiqing and said, "Then give the profits from this transaction to Father as well. I will write back to Boss Yu right away."

Fu Shiqing was a little too proud: "Okay, okay, just leave it to me and rest assured."

"Then I'll trouble you, father. My daughter wants to go out and play for a while. Is that okay?"

Fu Shiqing was still thinking, it was really childish nature that allowed him to get the order so easily.

Looking at the busy village women, he couldn't help but show off his power: "All of you, please be careful for me."

Yue Niang's figure flashed and disappeared outside the door.

Ruoyan was a little worried: "Yue Niang, are you really willing to give him such a large order?"

Yue Niang said slyly, "Of course I can't bear to part with it, so there is no such order. This is just a play I asked the young master to perform for me."

"What kind of play is this? Yue Niang, I want to listen to it too."

"It's a secret." Yue Niang's smile deepened.