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Chapter 689

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"This is actually very simple. As long as you remember that there is an input and an output, the cumbersome accounts will become simple. You can save a lot of time and reduce the possibility of miscalculation..."

Fortune God Qian explained very seriously and in great detail. He talked incessantly. His saliva sprayed on the face of an imperial censor, but the censor didn't bother to wipe it off, for fear of missing any important steps.

Although they were still full of contempt and contempt for the merchants, the First Prince attached great importance to this matter, so they naturally had to pay attention to it.

"Your Highness, I will leave first."

After half an hour, Fortune God Qian cupped his hands and bowed to Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work. You can leave now. Don't worry, I will treat you well in the future."

After Fortune God Qian left, an imperial censor came forward and bowed. "Congratulations, Your Highness. With this wonderful method, you will definitely make some achievements to satisfy His Majesty and the court officials..."

"God is helping me..." Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "You should familiarize yourselves with each other first. Tomorrow, we will start from Fengzhou."

Everyone's faces showed joy. Before they came to Fengzhou, they had some plans. Now that they had such a wonderful method, it was like God was helping them. It would be much easier and more convenient to do things. They would make great achievements in Fengzhou.

Not only could the First Prince shake the Third Prince's layout and arrangement in Fengzhou, but they could also get enough political achievements. It was really killing two birds with one stone...

"Bah!"

Fortune God Qian walked more than ten steps out of the Courier House. The panic on his face disappeared. He spat to the side and whispered, "Do you think it is so easy to take advantage of me?"

...

In an inn somewhere in Fengzhou, 15 people stood in two rows in a room. They cupped their hands and said, "Greetings, Chief!"

The people that Liu Meng arranged to sell colored glaze were divided into groups of 15. Five of them were in the open and disguised as foreign merchants. The other ten were in the dark and belonged to two groups of inspection teams. The three groups supervised each other and restrained each other to ensure that there would be no embezzlement or escape with the treasures.

The Golden Jade Pavilion of the Jing Kingdom was the main target of the Liu Meng. Later, for the sake of safety, they would go to further places, such as the Qi Kingdom, the Zhao Kingdom and so on. It seemed to be a coincidence that they met them here, but it was inevitable.

A middle-aged man said in surprise, "On our way here, we also got the news from the brothel. We only heard that the Young Master and the Chief last appeared in Shuzhou. I didn't expect to meet them here."

Li Yi looked at him and asked, "Are there only fifteen of you who have come to the Qi Kingdom?"

"For now, we are the only team." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Young Master, Alliance Master, should we go back immediately?"

Li Yi glanced at Miss.Liu and said, "There's no hurry. The most important thing now is to send the news back to the capital. We need someone to go back first. We'll set off immediately …"

To some extent, this place was safer than Shuzhou. After all, Fengzhou was too far from the capital. What's more, they had to pass through Shuzhou. If there were only fifteen people, there was no guarantee that nothing would go wrong.

A month ago, the news from Shuzhou had been sent back. Ruyi and the others should have received the news by now and made some arrangements. What they needed to do now was to get in touch with them first and then wait. At most, in a month, Miss.Liu's body would be much better, and there would be no more worries in Shuzhou.

"I'll write a letter first and ask someone to send it all the way back."

"Get in touch with the brothel in Shuzhou and pay attention to the news from Shuzhou."

"Don't forget the important thing. After you go out of this door, you are foreign merchants …"

Li Yi gave a few instructions. After a while, a man came out of the inn with a horse. After leaving the city, he immediately jumped on the horse and galloped in a certain direction.





In the capital of the Jing Kingdom.

The little maid was sitting in the yard. When she saw a figure coming out of the house, she hurriedly stood up and ran over to say, "Miss, be careful. I'll help you."

Ruyi shook her head and said, "It hasn't been long. Miss is not so delicate."

The little maid shook her head and said, "The old granny said that you have to take care of yourself now. What do you want to eat today? I'll make it."

Ruyi touched her head and said, "You've been busy these days. Take a rest. Just tell the kitchen to do these things."

"No." The little maid shook her head like a rattle drum and said, "Miss, the baby will grow better if you eat better …"

She leaned her head over and listened carefully. She asked, "When can I see the baby?"

Ruyi thought for a moment and said, "Probably … in the winter of this year."

"In the winter … the son-in-law should be able to come back," the little maid murmured as she looked up at the sky outside the courtyard walls.

At a certain moment, the door to the courtyard was suddenly pushed open. Old Fang ran in with a happy expression. He panted heavily and said, "Young Miss, there's news about the son-in-law and the second young miss …"

Fang bent over and panted as he said, "The brothel … the news came from the brothel. The son-in-law and the second miss are in Shuzhou …"

"Shuzhou …" The little maid clenched her fists and murmured.

A smile appeared on Ruyi's face. She said, "Send someone to the Li family first and tell the old granny this news."

"Send someone to the Crown Prince's residence as well."

"And a few of the General's residences."

"And …"

She lowered her head and said softly, "Willow Lane. Go personally …"

The entire Li family was thoroughly stirred up because of a certain piece of news.

Fast horses galloped out of the mansion, turning into wisps of smoke and dust as they scattered in all directions.

In the Li Manor, the old granny knelt in the temple with tears in her old eyes.

In the Xue Manor, several old generals drank to their hearts' content and started fighting as they drank.

"What did you just say? Say it again!" In the Crown Prince's residence, after listening to a guard's report, Li Xuan, who was drawing some kind of diagram, suddenly stood up. Only a few words echoed in the room.

Willow Lane was as peaceful as ever.

In the deepest part of the lane, in a quiet courtyard, Zeng Zuimo put down her brush and said, "Let them make a set like this first. If there's anything that needs to be changed, I will let them know."

"Yes, young lady. I will go now."

A woman behind her nodded, picked up the drawing, and left the courtyard.

Zeng Zuimo sat back in her seat and rubbed her sore shoulders. The next moment, there was a gentle force on both sides of her shoulders. She stood up, held Wan Ruoqing's hand, and said, "Didn't the doctor say that you should rest at home these days? What if you catch a cold again? Go in quickly."

Wan Ruoqing shook her head and said, "It's so stuffy staying in the room all the time. I have to come out for some fresh air."

"Then you sit here. I will go in and get some clothes for you." Zeng Zuimo pressed her down and turned to walk into the room.

There was a knock on the door. Xiao Cui, who was washing clothes in the corridor, quickly ran over and opened the door. She asked with a smile, "Uncle Fang, you haven't been here for a long time. What's the matter?"

Lao Fang walked in and walked up to Wan Ruoqing. He said, "There's news about the son-in-law. He should be in Shuzhou now. We'll send someone to pick him up right away."

Wan Ruoqing slowly stood up. At the door of the room, the thin shirt in Zeng Zuimo's hands gently fell to the ground.

At the palace gate, the guards on the palace wall looked down and shouted, "Who goes there?"

Below the palace walls, a person nimbly dismounted from his horse and tossed a waist token onto the wall.

"Urgent report from the Intelligence Bureau. I must see His Majesty immediately!"

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