The big bandit in the Red Mansion robbed Lin Daiyu at the beginning

Li Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, then said with a thoughtful look,

"Arrange some people to go to Jinling to gather information. The Xue family can come to Yangzhou, so they must have the help of other families in Jinling."

"Yes!"

After Shen Gonghou left, Li Qingfeng stood up and looked at Xiangling, who was standing beside him with a nervous look on her face.

He smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Did I scare you?"

Xiangling shook her head slightly.

"No, no."

Qingfeng Li laughed heartily, then stood up and rubbed Xiangling's little head.

"Haha, that's good. It's just a daily lecture."

"Let's go to the study and grind some ink for me. This peak master is going to write back to Sister Lin and my father-in-law!"

……

In Yangzhou City,

Today's 'Qingfengzhai Office' is more lively than yesterday.

Almost all the salt merchants, big and small, gathered around to receive the contract review form.

From time to time, Zhao Dagou's angry roars could be heard at the scene.

"Damn it! Line up! Didn't your dad teach you to line up?"

"Oh, you haven't been taught before? Then I'll teach you!"

"What's that guy doing sneaking around? Don't you want to pay the salt tax? Come, register his name, and I'll come to your house first!"

"You're bullying me because I can't read, right? You're using Lin Haohai's name to trick me? Arrest him and give him twenty lashes!"

"If the bee owner hadn't told me not to kill anyone, I would have chopped off your head seven or eight times!"

"..."

The salt merchants who were originally frightened by Qingfeng Village's terrifying reputation found that the people of Qingfeng Village were quite reasonable after getting in touch with them.

As long as you follow their rules, there will be no such thing as taking bribes.

As soon as Lin Ruhai's signature and seal arrived, Zhao Dagou from the Qingfengzhai Office immediately circled it.

It's much more convenient than doing things in the yamen on weekdays and just doing paperwork.

As a result, the salt merchants' fear of Qingfeng Village was greatly reduced.

After Zhao Dagou scolded and sent away another salt merchant who cut in line,

He turned around and went back to the shed, picked up the teapot on the table, and started drinking from the spout.

After drinking, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said to Liu Quan beside him,

"Ah! So comfortable!"

"It's so exhausting! Dealing with these wicked businessmen is much more tiring than just killing people!"

Liu Quan smiled and said, "Hall Master, Peak Master, this really values ​​you! Otherwise, why would we let you take charge of such an important matter when there are several hall masters on our mountain?"

"Haha!" Zhao Dagou laughed and patted Liu Quan on the shoulder.

"well said!"

Then he glanced at the table in front of him and asked,

"How's this kid doing?"

Liu Quan followed Zhao Dagou's gaze and looked.

A thin man dressed in brocade was working hard at his desk, sweating profusely as he wrote down the salt merchants' accounts without even looking up.

If Xue's mother and Xue Baochai were here, they would definitely recognize at a glance that this man who was registering salt merchants at the Qingfeng Village office was Xue Pan who was captured by Qingfeng Village. Who else could it be?

Retracting his gaze, Liu Quan gave Zhao Dagou a thumbs up and praised him.

"Master, you have good vision! This ticket can do the work of two people. As long as we assign it to them, they will be very motivated!"

Zhao Dagou laughed.

"Alright! Keep a close eye on this kid. If he tries to run away, break his legs!"

Liu Quan clasped his fists and replied,

"Yes, Hall Master!"

The two voices were not concealed at all.

Xue Pan, who was registering a group of salt merchants, trembled instantly when he heard this.

Talking about being forced to do writing, Xue Pan was helpless.

Zhao Dagou went crazy for some reason and brought him down the mountain to Yangzhou City.

He was also assigned some writing work.

Even though Xue Pan was extremely unwilling, he had no choice but to submit in the face of Zhao Dagou's fist as big as a casserole.

And, most importantly, this job is much better than being driven by Zhao Dagou to run more than ten miles in the mountains every day!

I don’t know how sad my mother and sister would be if they knew that I had actually served a thief as a clerk!