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Yang Sheng replied nonchalantly, "It's all up to you. You have the final say."

His tone was full of casualness, as if he had no objection to Su Yuan's choice.

After saying this, he shrugged slightly, as if the matter was settled.

Soon, Su Yuan returned to the villa and sighed in relaxation in the familiar environment.

When she stepped into the living room, a sense of belonging instantly surrounded her, which greatly relaxed her mood and made her feel much more comfortable.

Seeing her appearance, Yang Sheng couldn't help but shook his head, smiled and went to the basement.

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and then he showed a relaxed smile, strode towards the basement entrance, and his figure gradually disappeared behind the door.

Su Yuan took out the bow and pondered it for a long time, and decided that it would be best to hang it on the wall.

She held the bow in her hand and looked at it over and over for a long time before finally making a decision.

She found a suitable hook and carefully hung the bow on it, then stood back and examined it carefully until she was sure the position and angle were perfect.

After working on it for a long time, I like this bow more and more.

"I should really thank Xiao Yanheng, but what should I give him as a gift?"

She ran her fingers lightly over the bow, her eyes filled with gratitude.

However, when I think about how to express my gratitude, I feel a little distressed.

This gift must be something that the other person would like, but she didn't know much about Xiao Yanheng's preferences, so she couldn't come up with any ideas for a while.

Su Yuan muttered and began to have a headache.

She really wanted to help Xiao Yanheng, but unfortunately he didn't say clearly what he needed.

She paced the room, thinking about various possibilities, but she always felt that these plans were lacking something.

While daydreaming, he sorted out the antiques he brought with him.

It’s not too late to sell these old things when you are short of money.

While sorting out the various old things in front of her, her eyes would occasionally glance at the bow she had just hung.

In fact, these things are not worthless, but they are more important to her as a kind of commemoration. She will never sell them easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

Jiangnan's tax report for the next month was submitted again. When Xiao Yanheng and Xiao Lishi saw the numbers, their faces turned solemn.

If the last time could be called an accident, then this time such things happened one after another, so there is definitely a dark force behind it.

Xiao Lishi stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, although the situation hasn't deteriorated yet, the price of cloth has been quietly rising."

As he spoke, Xiao Lishi saluted his brother while reporting the latest situation in a serious and cautious manner.

He knew that this matter was of great importance, so he was very careful with every word he said to ensure that the message was conveyed to his brother accurately.

Xiao Yanheng motioned him to stand up, "The secret guards have news that they have found traces of Zhang Long in Jiangnan."

Hearing this, Xiao Lishi asked anxiously, "Royal brother, what are we waiting for? Just go over and take care of him!"

Faced with such a great opportunity, Xiao Lishi seemed extremely excited and almost forgot the proper etiquette.

Xiao Yanheng rubbed his swollen and aching temple and said unhappily, "Do you think I don't want to?"

At this moment, Xiao Yanheng was obviously tortured by this problem and had a splitting headache, but he still forced himself to remain calm and tried to make sense of his chaotic thoughts.

Seeing his brother having such a headache, Xiao Lishi lowered his voice a lot.

The originally high emotions quickly cooled down, replaced by worry and distress, "Royal brother, what are your plans now?"

At this moment, he is more like a caring younger brother who just wants to help his brother share his worries.

Xiao Yanheng sneered, a chill in his eyes, "Those aristocratic families in Jiangnan have been controlling the country for a long time. This is a good opportunity to clean them up."

As these words were slowly uttered, Xiao Yanheng's eyes became more determined and sharp.

The plan that had been brewing in his mind for a long time had finally found a breakthrough, making him full of expectations for the future.

It just so happened that Xiao Lishi had also disliked those Jiangnan wealthy families for a long time.

In the past, when he was eating, drinking and having fun all day long, he didn't think it was serious. But after being pulled up by Xiao Yanheng to take charge of financial affairs, he wanted to eradicate these country parasites immediately.

Whenever Xiao Lishi thought of his muddle-headed days, a feeling of guilt would well up in his heart.

Now he has the opportunity to change the status quo, which makes him excited.

"Does my royal brother already have a plan?"

Xiao Lishi stared at his brother's eyes, hoping to read something from them.

He understood that it was not enough to solve the problem on impulse, and that careful and detailed arrangements were necessary.

Xiao Yanheng nodded. "I have an idea, but we still have to find a way to get the cloth manufacturing technology first. We can't let those people use it to threaten us."

Having said that, how to implement this plan remains a difficult problem.

After all, intangible assets such as technology are often more difficult to obtain than tangible assets, especially when they are in the hands of the enemy.

The two brothers looked at each other for a second, and Xiao Lishi looked away first.

He realized that asking more questions at this point would not yield any new insights, so he took the initiative to end the conversation.

Then, he knelt on one knee and saluted, saying earnestly: "I will do my utmost to assist Your Majesty, and the Great Wei will surely prosper!"

There was an unprecedented determination and courage in his tone.

In a mansion in Quanzhou City.

After days of running around, Zhang Long finally found a quiet place to stay, and his exhausted body felt a little relaxed at this moment.

As soon as he entered the city gate, he was led here by a seemingly ordinary servant, but he didn't know that his whereabouts had already been revealed.

At this moment, surrounded by delicious food and beautiful women, his mind was almost completely attracted to them, and he almost forgot the main purpose of this trip.

If the Immortal Bai Ming had not reminded him in time, he might have really become addicted to it and never remembered the important mission he was shouldering.

Holding the woman beside him, he casually asked the servant standing beside him, "Why hasn't your master come yet?"

Although he said this, his sharp eyes secretly revealed a hint of vigilance.

The servant, still maintaining his professional smile, replied, "General, please rest first. My master will be here shortly."

After turning around and leaving, the servant quickly put away his fake smile, secretly spat on the ground, and muttered to himself: If it weren't for my master asking you for something...

Not long after, a middle-aged man who looked gentle and elegant slowly stepped into the vermilion door.

At the banquet, the two of them chatted happily, as if they were old friends.

Just as the atmosphere was gradually reaching a climax, Zhang Long picked up the exquisite wine glass placed in front of him, stood up, and solemnly said to the person sitting at the table, "Master Feng, a toast to you! I also wish our cooperation will be smooth and successful!"