A piece of paper

The candlelight in the east courtyard was flickering. Xian Jin didn't like the dark environment, so oil lamps and candles were items she was extremely willing to spend. In such a bright environment, Mrs. Qu's face was still dim, and all her expressions were gloomy and gloomy.

"You want to sign a letter of righteousness with the Chen family?" Mrs. Qu raised her eyelids, revealing the yellowed whites of her eyes.

Xian Jin crossed his arms and said, "I thought I made it very clear."

Mrs. Qu's eyelids drooped again, and when she raised her eyes again, there was an incredible sneer, "Do you think you can establish yourself in Xuancheng with just a few business talents? What can you do without the Chen family?" What?"

Without waiting for any further words, Madam Qu seemed to have figured it out. She suddenly relaxed and leaned back, "You must leave, but you can."

"Guys can't leave."

Mrs. Qu's thin cheeks looked cold and mean under the oil lamp in the dark night, "The steward Zhong, Tuesday Dog, and the Zheng brothers you mentioned are all Chen's associates. Wang Sansuo, Zhang's mother, and Steward Dong's father and son are all Chen's. Even if their deeds are signed with you, if I really go to the government office, you may not be able to take them all away."

Xianjin raised his eyebrows, "Have you seen the current situation clearly?"

"I put forward the conditions not to discuss with you, but to inform you."

Xian Jin was amused, "Your reliance is nothing more than Cao Fu Cheng. How did you get in touch with him? Money? House? Or beauty? Old lady, you haven't been out for a long time. Please let me remind you that you are a girl from the Bai family." She gave birth to a son for Cao Fucheng, but now her brother is still thrown into Yi Zhuang, and those who died violently are not allowed to enter the ancestral temple."

Who gave Mrs. Qu the courage to think that her alliance with Cao Fucheng was unbreakable?

Xianjin kept his arms crossed and his voice was very soft and steady, "Do I need to remind you one more thing - I was the one who built the bridge between the Chen family and the government."

Whether it was Magistrate Xiong or Wang Xuezheng, there was no doubt who they would help.

Behind her stood the Qiao family.

She disdains using the Qiao family's name as a front for herself, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have it.

Mrs. Qu's eyes flickered, and she didn't recover for a long time: She remembered what Cao Fucheng said to her, "If He Xianjin doesn't solve it, the Chen family will become hers sooner or later. If she is embarrassed, Qiao Fangzhi will be embarrassed, and your family's second son will be embarrassed." Now that he is studying under Wang Xuezheng, he has nothing to do with Qiao Fangzhi. Besides, Qiao Fangzhi has been hiding from the world for many years, so what if he offends him? A mountain leader without students can only write a few sentences even if he has great ability. It’s just a sour article!”

Cao Fu Cheng said seductively, "If rice paper becomes tribute paper under the leadership of He Xianjin, then the credit must go to Magistrate Xiong and the Qiao family; but if the Chen family takes my path, where is the credit for tribute paper?" ?Are you in Yingtian Mansion?"

"Now that there is a shortage of Yingtian Prefecture Yin, rice paper has become a tribute. I am the Prefecture Yin, and your second son will switch to my sect - there is a third-grade official who can pave the way for him. Isn't it more convenient than Qiao Fangzhi and Xiong Zhifu?"

She doesn't understand.

She was just a businessman, and it was beyond her imagination that such a senior official could bear to teach her how to do things.

Where did she find out about the complicated official relationships between the Qiao family, Magistrate Xiong, Yingtian Mansion, and Cao Fucheng?

Mrs. Qu saw Xian Jin strategizing and looking calm and calm, but she felt that she was losing ground. She wanted everything from the beginning, but gradually she lost her armor, her city and her territory.

Mrs. Qu clenched her fists, and after thinking for a long time, she finally walked away!

Early the next morning, a letter sealed with fire paint was delivered to Xian Jin.

On the tenth day, in the retreat hall, Si Shui returned to the hall. There were twenty people sitting in rows in the hall. The old god Heng Lian was sitting at the top. The walnut plate in his hand was shiny. Everyone in the hall looked panicked, in twos and threes. He lowered his head and spoke small words, and there were endless rustling sounds in the hall.

Heng Lian raised his chin, and the steward struck the gong in response.

"Everyone -" Heng Lian looked around with a friendly and warm smile on his face, "Everyone! Be quiet! Listen to me!"

Everyone fell silent. Heng Lian nodded with satisfaction, "Our Xuancheng Paper Industry has been in a turbulent situation in the past three or four months, with too many twists and turns - the Chen family has been killing everyone and misappropriating everyone's hard-earned money and the head clerk for a long time. Everyone must do something Be prepared, these losses will never be recovered.”

"Now that we have established the Xuancheng Paper Chamber of Commerce, we must continue to do it well. This paper tribute should be a lesson to us: a young man with a hairless mouth cannot be trusted, and a young house girl cannot be trusted. What insights can you have? Even if the Qiao family is close to them, we can't look at the face of outsiders and let others do whatever they want. "

Heng Lian spoke heartbrokenly, with a look of concern for the country and the people.

Sitting at the bottom, the boss of Qiangji Paper frowned and looked away: Damn it! Pick up the bowl to eat, put down the bowl and scold your mother. When the shopkeeper He is in power, you are the fastest damn person!

Heng Lian sighed and said in a long voice, "Today is the last day to submit the tribute paper. No matter whether there is any result or not, we must submit an answer sheet to Beizhili."

"According to my opinion, Ba Zhang Xuan is correct and it is good paper." Heng Lian plated the walnuts in his hand vigorously, "Since Fujian jade buckle paper is magnificent and noble, then we are richer than him! The materials used are even better!”

"They use gold foil, we use gold wire!"

"If you lose, you don't lose. Let the court take a look. We in Xuancheng have tried our best!"

Heng Lian clapped his hands, and the steward beside him responded by offering a roll of golden stuff.

Heng Lian sighed and said, "The Chen family remained silent. We Heng Ji couldn't bear to ask everyone to invest more materials and money, so we only united with eight or nine paper shops to reopen the pond to make paper——"

The steward slowly spread the paper out.

This paper is so dazzling

Some paper shop owners are going to be blinded!

Is this paper! ?

This is a piece of gold!

Heng Lian added, "We asked the gold shop to melt the gold into very fine threads, mix them into paper pulp, fish out the paper, add water, paint the walls, and bake them. Forty or fifty masters worked tirelessly - "

Heng Lian regretted, "The time is too short. If the time is longer, we can make it more luxurious. Fujian embellishes the jade at the four corners, and we can also embellish it with rubies and sapphires! We can even make silver and gold." The dragon and the phoenix are auspicious.”

"You have done a great job!" The boss of the paper shop applauded next. "There are very few bosses like you who are both practical and aesthetic!"

This licking dog licks until there is nothing left!

Brother Qiang, the boss of Qiangji, rolled his eyes, and then looked at the splendid Ba Zhangxuan without saying anything.

For the first time, he knew that a piece of paper could be described as magnificent.

This is like a fucking hidden weapon.

Gold wire hidden in paper?

Assassins who come to assassinate the emperor do not need to bring weapons.

Pull out the golden thread from the paper and thrust it straight into the fragile throat of the old emperor!

Simple and efficient! It is actually a necessary daily necessities for assassination, stealing, and rebellion!

What a fucking fantastic idea!

Brother Qiang felt that his phobia of giant objects was on the verge of breaking out: he was too afraid of Big Silly Bo!