I'm just a dude

Probably, Qi Yuan replied more than ten pages of letters, and this time Qi Boxiu wrote a full three pages of letters.Qi Yuan watched and sighed in the Wanyan Building, and before he knew it, the whole morning passed.

He has never been so serious about reading since he was a child. He has flipped through the map that was divided into books many times, and almost remembered the appearances of Shandong, Jiangsu and Zhejiang, before he wrapped the school and destroyed the letters .

The Wanyan building is complete with everything, and when I called out, someone came in with a brazier.

For some reason, when burning the letter this time, Qi Yuan suddenly felt very reluctant.Thinking back to when he first came here, with a wave of his hand, he burned the original two boxes of handwritten books to keep warm, he couldn't help but feel ashamed, and thought about mentioning this matter in his next reply, hoping he wouldn't be angry.

Also, I forgot to mention that Fu girl last time...

Qi Yuan thought about it in his mind for a long time, thinking that the letter also mentioned the drought in Shandong and the big case of fraudulent citizenship, he couldn't help but feel regretful, if the two of them hadn't exchanged, now that the young talent passed the provincial examination, he would be a candidate.People can discuss government affairs, and Fang Cheng and the others have been busy writing a letter recently, imploring the emperor to issue an edict for disaster relief.

Qi Yuan knew that this kind of thing would be inconvenient elsewhere, so he renovated the small courtyard behind the shop, erected a gazebo in the courtyard, furnished tables, chairs and benches, and could accommodate more than a dozen people.Every time Zheng Mian and the others came, Qi Yuan would take them to the gazebo, smoke some incense for them, make hot tea for them, and let them discuss.

At noon, the group of people reached an agreement, and Qi Yuan bought food and wine, and set them up in the gazebo, inviting everyone to eat together.

He was much younger than the others, but now he wears the shopkeeper's small robe all day long, ordering the servants, calling for business, like a handsome little rich man, he is not liked by a group of new imperial examination students, and he teases his brother all day long The younger brother shouted.

However, this harmonious day did not last a few days.

I don't know if the emperor has an impression of Fang Chenghe, or they are lucky, or they have ministers who secretly help them.A few days later, the joint letter signed by Fang Chenghe and others was actually delivered to the imperial court.After the emperor watched it, he was so happy that he was ready to play it.

The long-delayed disaster relief order came down like this. Zheng Mian heard the news and ran all the way to report the news.

Qi Yuan happened to be gathering the tents in the shop, and saw that Zheng Mian was still wearing prison clothes, with faint ink stains on his fingertips, he was surprised, "Brother Zheng, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zheng Mian was overjoyed: "Brother Fang is here?"

Qi Yuan: "I just went out, you can just wait in the back for a while, and I'll be back in a while."

"I won't stay any longer. When Brother Fang comes back, you can tell him." Zheng Mian said with a smile, "I think Brother Fang should know soon. This is a great joy!"

He talked and laughed, seeing that Qi Yuan was puzzled, he leaned over and said in a low voice, "The court's order for disaster relief is about to come down!"

Qi Yuan was taken aback: "Really?"

"It's absolutely true!" Zheng Mian said with a smile, "It is said that His Majesty has ordered the crown prince to supervise this time, and as soon as the incense fighting festival stops, the disaster relief funds can almost be collected."

The people in the disaster area were displaced, and it would be best if the court would provide relief, but Qi Yuan didn't understand after hearing it.

"Why do we have to wait for the grand meeting of incense fighting?" Qi Yuan asked in a daze, "What does disaster relief have to do with this?"

"You don't know?" Zheng Mian looked at him with a confused face, and whispered, "Brother Jin said that the court's delay in providing disaster relief may be due to the lack of funds in the treasury. It is suggested in the memorial. Now that the capital coincides with the grand festival of incense fighting, and the merchants who come and go are all wealthy people, wouldn’t it be convenient if you can also raise funds for disaster relief while fighting incense?”

There was a buzzing in Qi Yuan's mind, and his expression changed instantly.

Zheng Mian saw that his complexion was not right, and quickly comforted him: "Fengzhou, what are you afraid of, this fundraising is aimed at Hong Kong households in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and your shop is absolutely out of reach..."

Qi Yuan: "..."

The Fragrance Fighting Festival, rich businessmen from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, don't you understand that they are going to the Wan, Mu and Qi families!

Qi Yuan's mind was buzzing, he couldn't even listen to Zheng Mian's words, he was naturally concerned about disaster relief, not to mention Qi Mansion, it was his own small shop, if the victims needed it, he would donate all the money all willing.But donating money by yourself is the same as asking for money from the court, how can it be the same?The money from a few incense households is nothing but a drop in the bucket for the victims, and the Yangzhou prefect is dissatisfied with the Qi family. With this decree, isn't it just waiting for the other party to eat them alive!

crazy!Fang Chenghe must be crazy!

Qi Yuan was about to explode in anger, kicked over the chair behind him, and before Zheng Mian left, he yelled for the boy to look for him, and bring Fang Chenghe back now.

Fang Chenghe just came out of the Taifu's mansion, and saw a young boy waiting outside in the shop.

Qi Yuan is usually very dependent on these two young men, and now he is in a hurry to find a place to come to him. Fang Chenghe thought that something happened to the shop, so he ran back, and when he arrived in a hurry, he found that the shop was closed. Qi Yuan sat in the gazebo in the backyard, glaring at him with a frosty face.The floor of the gazebo was full of goose fragments from teacups and teacups. Zheng Mian stood at a distance with a face full of bewilderment. Seeing him come back, his face had the word for help written all over his face.

"I congratulated Brother Fang..." Zheng Mian said this very nervously, he couldn't help but look at Qi Yuan, and then quickly told what happened just now.

"...Maybe there is some misunderstanding between Fengzhou and Brother Fang?" Zheng Mian whispered, "The tea bowl and teacup have been dropped for four or five rounds just now..."

Fang Chenghe was stunned for a moment, and vaguely guessed where the problem was, but he couldn't figure it out in his heart.

"Are you angry that I asked Xiang households to donate money?" Fang Chenghe hesitated for a moment, sat down opposite Qi Yuan, and explained: "In this incense fighting conference, there are hundreds of merchants from all over the country, large and small, traveling to and from the capital." Yes. There are many wealthy merchants here, especially in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, where incense merchants are all from aristocratic families. For this disaster relief, the imperial court has not issued relief money for a long time, so the people can only rely on the people to save themselves."

"Self-help among the people?" Qi Yuan sneered, "Hundreds of thousands of disaster relief funds! Can't you pick it up as our family's money?"

Fang Chenghe frowned, his face full of bewilderment: "Your family?"

Qi Yuan came back to his senses and realized that he was still a scholar in the uncle's mansion, so he could only open his mouth, forcefully suppressing his anger.

"The profits of Xianghu households are not as high as you think. These Xianghu households can't afford hundreds of thousands of silver." Qi Yuan said, "A bottle of rose water for five taels, and Hexiang pills for three taels of silver. It is only the price of the capital city. There are too few Hexiang in Beijing, and when they are transported from the south of the Yangtze River, they have to pass through layers of banknotes on the canal, and each bank has to pay taxes. Chongwenmen has another layer, and the incense of a few coins If the pill is poured into Jingzhong, it can be doubled ten times, do you think this money is in the pocket of the merchant?"

Fang Chenghe was yelled at by Qi Yuan for the first time, and he couldn't help being stunned: "In the tax system of this dynasty, you get one at thirty, how can you not earn ten times the price?"

"Take one out of thirty?" Qi Yuan sneered, "You can go to Tongzhou Yi Wharf and ask."

Fang Chenghe: "..."

"The incense households in the south of the Yangtze River all rely on the wide opening of shops, with small profits but quick turnover. If it weren't for the prevalence of incense in this dynasty, the incense households would only be among the middle-class merchants." Qi Yuan said, "You don't care about the real rich and powerful businessmen, open your mouth But take them to the knife!"

The two were arguing, and they heard a report from a servant outside the door.Qi Yuan was trembling with anger, and waved for people to come in, but it was the little maid beside Wan Jun who sent a greeting card.

Qi Yuan opened it, and sure enough, he saw the handwriting of the housekeeper of Qi Mansion in Yangzhou.It turned out that at noon yesterday, the housekeeper's boat arrived at Tongzhou Station. This morning, he hired five carriages to go to Beijing together with people and belongings, and now he has rested in the guild hall.

At the back of the invitation is a two-page gift list, which says that tomorrow morning, a banquet will be held at Wanyanlou to pay a visit to Mr. Qi.

Qi Yuan looked at the greeting post, and then at Fang Chenghe, his heart was terribly blocked.What he said did not expect that he greeted the housekeeper in this way, the court asked for disaster relief funds, and they couldn't send them without tens of thousands of taels of silver, so why don't you ask for gifts at all, and sell them all, and you have no face to accept them.

Fang Chenghe seemed a little helpless, and after a while, he sighed.

"It's not that I deliberately targeted them." He pinched the space between his eyebrows, "Fengzhou, last time I went to see the teacher with you, the teacher told you that there is not much money in the household department now. If you want to provide disaster relief, you have to Think of another way."

Qi Yuan put away the greeting card, and was dazed for a moment when he heard this. That day he and Fang Chenghe stayed at the Taifu's residence for dinner, and the Taifu only asked them, if the Taifu's residence had no money in the future, the servants would not be able to afford it. How about rice?Fang Chenghe seemed to have talked a lot, Qi Yuan was only focused on drinking the fruit wine, and took it for granted: "What's the matter? I'll support you when I run out of money!"

The old lady laughed amusedly at that time.Qi Yuan only thought that he was pleasing, but he didn't know that the Tai Tuo had something to say at that time.

"The imperial court's money is gone. Where did the tax money collected go to the tax department, the publicity department, the distribution bureau, and the hundreds of Hepo offices? A millet supervisor in the Imperial College gave Qianliang Where is the money of hundreds of regular prisons? Not to mention the heads of horses in the world, coins from Suzhou and Hangzhou, grain from Huaiyin, salt from Weiyang..." Qi Yuan took a deep breath and suddenly felt sad, "Mine merchants, salt merchants, government merchants , imperial merchants, court pawnshops... why don't you mention these real money-making, wealthy families?"

"The reason why you suggested Xianghu is just to bully them without grounds and power, and it's best to reap."

"Feng Zhou!" Zheng Mian had been hiding far away, his face changed drastically when he heard this, he hurriedly glanced at Fang Chenghe, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Be careful!"

"Why!" Qi Yuan roared, "With the generosity and benevolence of the Qi Mansion in Yangzhou, every time you pay the master Juren money, so that you can sell it in the court for glory!"

"Qi Yuan!" Fang Chenghe stood up abruptly.

Zheng Mian's face was red and white, very ugly.Fang Chenghe shook his head at him, Zheng Mian's eyes were red and he was angry.

Qi Yuan's eye sockets were also red, he knew that he had spoken harshly, but he was still sad.Now everyone is blatantly doing it for the victims, but he is the only one who is unwilling to operate on Xianghu, as if he doesn't want to save people... But he was killed by a child of a Beijing official, and his father can't do justice, if the prefect of Yangzhou What should he do to exploit the Qi family?

"You're right," Fang Chenghe's face turned cold, "Mine merchants, salt merchants, government merchants, imperial merchants... can't move."

Qi Yuan: "..."

There was no one else in the courtyard, Zheng Mian was left in a rage, and the two young men also hid when they saw him getting angry.

Fang Chenghe let out a long breath.

"Shandong's disaster report papers have been handed in a long time ago. However, this year is the time of the official examination, and the disaster will affect the performance of the government, so the papers have been suppressed. This is one of them." Fang Chenghe looked up at the sky.

"The case of Zhang Xun started because of false identity, but it will eventually return to disaster relief. He is now involved in the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Rites supports the prince. The miners are controlled by the second prince, so they can't touch the miners at this time. This is the second. Salt merchants They are all powerful families, please entrust them to occupy their nests, and take advantage of them. However, they are all protected by the Ministry of Households and the eunuchs. , but they need to transport food for the border, otherwise the border storage will be empty, which will be even more serious. This is the fourth..."

"Nowadays the factions in the court are fighting and attacking each other. No matter which party proposes a disaster relief method, it will inevitably be refuted. Only us new imperial examination candidates who have not entered the court and have a clean background can find a chance of life through the cracks. If this The last letter involved several parties above, and this time the memorial could not even arrive before the imperial court. And the victims in Shandong can no longer wait." Fang Chenghe sighed, and said in a deep voice, "Fengzhou, you are right, now the only There is a family of fragrant households, although they are Zhongjia, but they have nothing to rely on... Now digging flesh to repair sores is a last resort."

You can't move this one, you can't move that one, and in the end you can only force honest people.

Qi Yuan was originally trembling with anger, but later, he couldn't speak.

He turned around and walked out without saying a word, lost his mind all the way, returned to the uncle's mansion, and got into his own hut.At noon, when Hu Fu was cooking, Qi Yuan responded sullenly, but didn't get up to eat.He was in no mood and didn't know what to say.

Whether the disaster victims can be rescued or not, of course they must be rescued.However, neither the prefect of Yangzhou nor the prefect of Hangzhou is a good person. The Qi and Mu families are not only donating money, but also the focus of the two prefectures. Killing chickens to make an example to monkeys.

Qi Yuan has always had a bad premonition about his family, and now this premonition is caused by his best brother, but he can't even give a reason to blame.

Until night, Hufu and Rourou came back from outside and brought back a letter.

"It was sent by Wu Er of the Duke's Mansion, just happened to meet," Hu Fu handed over the mailbox.

Qi Yuan froze for a moment, then hurriedly took it.

There was only a short piece of letter paper inside, it seemed that it was written hastily on the way, Qi Yuan opened it up to read, but there was only one sentence.

"Extra meal, long-term memory."

Qi Yuan: "..."

No matter how bad Qi Yuan is at reading, he still knows the source of these six characters. This is where Yu Chuan Chi Su came from—a missing woman who lives alone received two carp entrusted by her husband, and there was a letter from her husband in the belly of the fish. , "The first word is to add a meal, and the second word is to remember each other".

Qi Yuan's face turned red instantly.

Did Xu Yu say that she was a missing woman and he was a husband who went out?

Or is he just joking?

Seeing that Qi Yuan was unhappy all afternoon, Hu Fu suddenly blushed again, thinking something was wrong with him, and asked with concern: "Young master, are you feeling unwell?"

Qi Yuan: "..."

"No, no," Qi Yuan waved his hand, driving everyone out, then suddenly remembered, "Wait, come back, who, who sent the letter?"

Hu Fu: "The Second Younger Brother Ang of the Duke's Mansion."

"Well," Qi Yuan coughed uncomfortably, "Is there anything else to say?"

Hu Fu: "I don't know, Angkor Erkor didn't say anything, so why don't the slaves ask again?"

Qi Yuan came back to his senses, knowing that according to the rules of the Duke's Mansion, if Xu Yu came without word, Wu Er would definitely come to see him in person.There should be no such thing, so he waved his hand: "No need."

He drove people out, closed the door by himself, and ran to the desk to write a reply. However, after laying the paper and rubbing ink for a long time, he picked up the pen again, but he didn't know what to write?I don't know if Xu Yu has arrived in Dengzhou yet?How is the road?If there is really starvation over there, the flow will say...

Ink dripped from the end of the pen, making a large halo on the paper.

Qi Yuan put down the pen and let out a long sigh.Forget it, just donate money, the matter has come to an end, I just want everyone in the Qi Mansion to be safe.As for Fang Chenghe...

Qi Yuan sighed inwardly, knowing that this matter was not without harm to him, the officials of the Ministry of Rites who organized the Douxiang Grand Meeting were implicated, and the prince was already tired of dealing with it, Fang Chenghe's writing such a letter almost forced the prince to death.Don't tell anyone else, Fang Chenghe must have offended the prince severely.

But judging from this, the Crown Prince's situation in the court...doesn't seem very optimistic.

That night, Qi Yuan slept very restlessly. In the dream, for a while, the whole family was bullied by the officials, and they all went to prison... for a while, it was a land of disasters, where there were no crops left in the wild, and they had to change their sons to eat... for a while, in the dream, Two big carp jumped out, singing slowly, the grass beside the green river, thinking about the long way.The distance is unimaginable, Su Xi dreamed of it...

Early the next morning, Qi Yuan got up, and went to Wanyan House with two dark bags under his eyes.

Someone was already waiting at the door, and there were no outsiders on the entire second floor. Jun Jun waited in person at the door of the wing room, and when he saw him coming, he bowed from afar.

Qi Yuan didn't have much energy, so he bowed to her.

"Mr. Qi." But when he pushed the door, Jun Wan stopped him, and stopped talking.

Qi Yuan guessed that he wanted to intercede for Fang Chenghe, although he knew that Fang Chenghe had no choice but to be that treacherous villain under the current situation, but he still felt uncomfortable.Qi Yuan frowned slightly, turned sideways to avoid Wan Jun's hand, pushed the door and walked in.

In the room, Chen Jun, the old housekeeper of the Qi Mansion, was waiting by the window, when Qi Yuan pushed the door, Chen Butler turned around to look, and was stunned.

"Young Master Qi..." Steward Chen was stunned for only a moment, but then he concealed it very well and bowed his hands to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan also hurriedly restrained himself and bowed to the old housekeeper.

"Brother Boxiu has already written to say." Qi Yuan asked Steward Chen to sit down, picked up the tea pot from the table, and smiled, "I'm going to trouble Mr. Chen this time."

"Don't dare, dare not," Chen Butler said with a smile, "This old man is just an old servant of the Qi family. The second young master thinks that I can do things fairly well, and I'm not too old to be blind, so let me out and walk around."

Qi Yuan looked at him with a smile, and nodded slightly.

In fact, Steward Chen is not a slave, he was originally an incense maker in the Qi Mansion, and he had his own tea estate since he was young.Later, Qi Yuan's grandfather saw that he was kind and intelligent, so he mentioned him as a housekeeper, and he has been doing this for decades.Counting it, Chen Butler is already sixty years old this year, and he is indeed getting old and dizzy.

For a 60-year-old man, if there is any accident in the Qi mansion this time...

Qi Yuan didn't dare to think too much, quickly lowered his eyes, and said, "Let me make you a cup of tea."

Since the previous dynasty, the common people have been drinking loose tea, and it is rare for Miss Wanjun to have group tea.Qi Yuan hesitated for a moment, but he refused to take it. Instead, he picked up another can of loose tea, and replaced it with a set of bisque teacups. He warmed the cup, took the tea, then mixed the tea leaves with jasmine, and brewed them with swirling water. .

Chen Guanjia laughed and said: "Longshan Ruicao, Rizhu Xuebud, it really deserves its reputation. Mr. Qi also loves the way of tea?"

Qi Yuan didn't change his expression: "I just know a thing or two."

"No wonder, my young master talks about it all day long, saying that Mr. Qi is his bosom friend, and that this old man will definitely like it." Chen Butler smiled with a hint of pride on his face, "My young master likes to drink tea, loves to drink, and swims in the lake. Going shopping, playing with dogs and catching rabbits, and things that are fun, he is willing to learn. Many ordinary things, but he can see them well, but he is good at everything he likes..."

Qi Yuan was startled when he heard this, his eyes were sore.

When he was in Qi Mansion, the old housekeeper talked about him a lot.Unexpectedly, in front of others now, the old man mentioned him with kindness on his face, as if those unscrupulous things are something to be proud of.

When Steward Chen saw him turn his head away, he thought he was talking too much, so he quickly apologized, and then said with a smile: "When you get old, you talk a lot. Mr. Qi is so similar to my young master, so the old man Chattering."

As soon as Qi Yuan heard that he took the initiative to mention similar things between the two of them, he knew that the old housekeeper didn't think much about it, and he was relieved.

"It's nothing." Qi Yuan smiled and comforted him, "It's just that you remind me of the elders in the clan."

Butler Chen froze for a moment, shaking his eyebrows in horror.

Qi Yuan couldn't help but smile, and hurriedly explained: "The old man is still alive, he's just working as an official in another place, and we haven't seen each other for many years."

When Steward Chen heard that he was still alive, he laughed in relief.

All the things brought with the boat were placed in the warehouse of Wan'an Building. Miss Wanjun took the key and led the two of them to open the door of the warehouse. After Qi Yuan checked the list one by one, Wanjun gave the key to the warehouse. he.

"Young master said, if Mr. Qi wants to buy another house, he can tell the old man." Steward Chen took Qi Yuan to the other side.

Qi Yuan nodded: "That's exactly what I mean, but I still have enough money, so I don't need to bother you."

The speaker and his family arrived under a thatched hut, Qi Yuan looked inside and was immediately dumbfounded.

Under the thatched shed, there is a huge wooden bed covered with felt cloth!In the wooden bed is the grinding groove!

This big milling trough is used to crush spices, Qi Yuan has been looking for it for many days, even in Lianzhou, but he didn't see this kind of thing, so he has been making it by hand these days, and his palms are blistered.He was so startled that he couldn't speak, so he ran over to touch it, and then looked at the side, where there were even fine tools such as thick and thin knives, mortars, and sieves.

Qi Yuan was so excited that he wanted to cry, he rented the yard next to the incense shop, and now the two workshops have been repaired, but he hasn't found suitable tools for a long time.Now that they are almost drowsy, someone will send pillows. Once these big guys are put in the yard, only a few helpers are needed, and the shop can be filled with goods at any time!When the workshop is up and running, let alone this one shop, five or six more are more than enough.

With red eyes, Qi Yuan walked around the wooden bed like a vicious dog smelling of meat, wishing he could pull it back immediately.

The old housekeeper looked funny, and explained: "It just so happened that there was a formula used in the old shop. The young master discussed it with the master, and brought it to Mr. Qi. As for where to buy the ingredients, I know the fragrant households who often come to the capital. One is from my own family, named Chen Yuanji, from Panyu County, Guangdong, very honest and honest. The old man has already written a letter, and when he comes to Beijing, he will come to see Mr. Qi."

Qi Yuan couldn't even say a word, he just kept "thank you" non-stop.

After the two finished watching the goods, Wan Jun had already set the wine, but Chen Butler pushed back and wanted to go back.Qi Yuan knew that his idea was right, so he hesitated for a moment, called the old steward aside, and told the steward that the imperial court asked the merchants participating in the incense fighting event to donate money.

Chen Butler's face changed slightly when he heard this.

"Now I'm sending news to Yangzhou, how many days will it be at the earliest?" Qi Yuan was already shocked yesterday, but now he's calmed down, "It's estimated that the crown prince will take orders temporarily, and it will take some planning, but it won't happen. When the fight is over, everyone will run away... at most, it will take three to five days at most, let us think about it."

Butler Chen's face was very ugly, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

Seeing him like this, Qi Yuan felt a little more at ease.Although the Qi Mansion is one of the richest people in Yangzhou, it has not been smooth sailing these years because there is no support from the clan members who are officials in the court.The old housekeeper has experienced things before, Qi Yuan was worried that the housekeeper would guard against him, avoid suspicion everywhere, and pretend to be calm when things happen, so that he would have nowhere to exert his strength.

It now appears that the old housekeeper did not regard himself as an outsider.

"It's easy to donate silver," Chen Guanjia thought after a long time, "During the floods in the south of the Yangtze River, Shandong also donated food. Now that there is trouble there, we should also donate silver. However, how to donate the silver and how much to donate , it’s not very easy to handle. Sending a letter back now, even if it’s a fast boat, it will take ten days at the fastest round trip. If there is a headwind on the way, or the boat cannot sail, it will be even more delayed.”

Qi Yuan nodded: "I'm also worried about the same. So I want to discuss it with the old man, and I have a countermeasure."

Butler Chen hummed: "Furthermore, Mr. Qi may not know that the magistrate of Yangzhou is not on good terms with my master, so..."

"I heard from Brother Bo Xiu." Qi Yuan was wondering about this, "Is it because of Brother Bo Xiu's falling into the water? Isn't there a Tongzhi Zhou in Yangzhou?"

Steward Chen shook his head: "Master Zhou has already spent money in the official examination this year, and he will be promoted to a Beijing official next year. As for the magistrate... To be honest, the magistrate once wanted to marry his daughter to my young master." , so the official media was sent to find the master..."

Qi Yuan: "!!!"

The prefect's daughter?The youngest of the magistrate's daughters is five or six years older than himself!What is so good about Qin Jin?It's clear that they have taken a fancy to their money from Qi Mansion!

Qi Yuan didn't even know that he was said to be married, so he immediately looked at the housekeeper with a look of being struck by lightning.

"Your young master..." Qi Yuan swallowed, and couldn't help asking, "Are there many people who have gone to say hello to him?"

"Many, our young master is good-natured, has a good temper, and is loved by everyone. Before he was ten years old, someone wanted to get married, but the old lady pushed them away." Chen Butler couldn't help laughing when he said this Get up, "The old lady said, let the young master find someone you like, regardless of whether she is tall, short, fat or thin, rich or not."

Qi Yuan covered his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, feeling a little sad.

"That's it, Uncle Chen." Qi Yuan unconsciously changed his address, thought for a while, and discussed, "I have an idea, what do you think?"

Butler Chen nodded and looked at him seriously.

Qi Yuan said: "I'm not afraid of donating money, what I'm afraid of is running into evil officials. So... we might as well donate the money in the capital."

The prince was suddenly asked to supervise this matter, and he must have been battered.Everyone understands the righteousness of the country, but it is not so easy to solve when it falls on the head.Qi Yuan was just worried that the magistrate of Yangzhou would use the Qi government to exploit the local merchants.Now that there is an opportunity, why not take the initiative and donate the money.

If they set an example, the crown prince would naturally not let people embarrass them, otherwise they would be slapped in the face naked.The prefect of Yangzhou would not have the guts.But in this way, although their Qi mansion is a merchant, it has also become a party of princes.

In addition, how much to donate is also a problem.If the donation is small, it will not attract the attention of the prince.If you donate too much, it will inevitably make other merchants resent...

It's not that this proposal is not bold, and it's too late to discuss it with Yangzhou now.The decision rests with Steward Chen.

"Chen Uncle, now I can only rely on you to make up your mind." Qi Yuan said, "Tomorrow is the grand festival of fighting incense, if you want to act according to this plan, you can give me an answer last night and tonight."

He had to find a way to raise money.

Steward Chen nodded when he heard the words, but took a step back and gave him a deep bow.

In the middle of the afternoon, Steward Chen changed his clothes and went to find Qi Yuan in person.

"According to the son's words." Steward Chen gave a deep salute and said gratefully, "I have sent someone back to Yangzhou to report the letter quickly, and sent two letters with flying pigeons. Before the master replies, everything will be up to you. "

Qi Yuan hurriedly helped him up: "Old man, you are serious, it's my job."

He now has a total of 2000 taels of silver, but Chen Butler only brought a few hundred taels with him.Qi Yuan sent the housekeeper back to the inn to rest, thought for a long time, and sighed.

"Hu Fu," Qi Yuan called Hu Fu over, sighed after a long while, "Go to the shop and find Mr. Fang. Just say...Qi Yuan has something to ask, please come to the mansion to talk about Mr. Fang. "