Qing Yan needs to calm down. Transmigrating is one thing, but becoming an infant? Is this a joke? When she was three years old, she met a jade-carved little boy. Qing Yan's eyes immediately lit...
After the Golden Festival, the atmosphere gradually calmed down. The children were confined to the inner room to play, while Yiken'e and Batubuhe went to Changchun Garden to study starting at dawn.
As the sisters-in-law prepare for the Lunar New Year, they have less and less time to spend together.
"Madam, these are invitations from the Mongolian wives. They wish to pay their respects to you." Su Zhu walked in from outside, holding several invitations, all written in the handwriting of the Mongolian wives.
Qingyan took a closer look and realized that the people who delivered the invitations were the same people she had seen in the Empress Dowager's palace last time.
“I rejected them all. Fourth Prince will definitely not agree.” Qingyan took a sip of her longan and red date tea and chuckled.
Su Zhu quickly went out to refuse, afraid that these people might not understand her and would barge in.
The children are all next door. Qingyan will need to receive the steward and the shop manager in a while. As the end of the year approaches, things are gradually getting busier.
She would arrange for the stores to stock up in advance, at the very least, to ensure that the stores didn't miss this opportunity.
"Master, several managers of Yuelai Inn have arrived. One manager sent someone, but he got entangled with the Mongolian leader and may be late to arrive," Su Zhu whispered to Qing Yan.
Qingyan's face immediately darkened. What were these people up to? How dare they cause trouble for Yuelai Inn?
"The rest of the managers, come in first!" Qingyan had arranged the time very tightly, so that if anyone dared to cause trouble outside, the managers would likely be unable to cope.
The managers of all five shops in the capital came over and first greeted Qingyan.
After the shopkeepers took their seats, they began to complain to Qingyan about their experiences. Ever since the Mongol leaders entered the capital, the women had flocked to Linglong Pavilion to select or order jewelry, and their attitudes were quite arrogant. The shopkeepers had already made arrangements for their employees, and their faces showed helplessness, since everyone had come according to the agreement.
"Have the workers been fed?" Qingyan understood from the shopkeepers' words that the workers must have been beaten by the Mongol guards.
"Several have already received pensions. Some of them are orphans, personally selected by the Fourth Prince. Now, things have turned out like this." The shopkeepers were all worried that Yin might be angry, so under normal circumstances, everyone would silently consider their own interests.
Her brows furrowed, and she felt even more distressed.
"Have the security measures in the shops been strengthened?" Qingyan asked the shopkeepers.
"Yes, Fourth Master personally dispatched guards over there. The Mongolian leaders don't take this seriously. They will deal with it as it should be, and they will not let go!" The shopkeepers were unable to calm down.
The shop assistants were all trained by them personally, and no one wanted to lose even one. Some Mongolian women took a liking to the assistants and wanted to take them away, which no one would agree to.
"Alright, I'll leave this matter to my appreciation. What happened at the Yuelai Inn Dashilan branch? Does anyone know?" Qingyan thought of Suzhu's place. The shopkeeper was being targeted, which was clearly intentional.
The shopkeepers burst out laughing, leaving Qingyan completely bewildered.
"Master, Manager Wu is young and very handsome. A leader has taken a liking to him and wants to take him back as his son-in-law. He's been driven crazy by this lately." Several managers laughed heartily.
Qingyan was speechless. The shopkeepers were all very good-looking, which was to attract more customers to their shops. Who would have thought that these Mongolian leaders would dare to act like this?
“Next time, if you encounter a similar situation, don’t bother with me, just take action.” Qingyan wasn’t afraid of these leaders.
After the leaders entered the capital, they did not restrain their tempers, which gave the Nine Gates Admiral a huge headache. After the birth of the twins, Qingyan and Fei Yanggu handed over the power of the Nine Gates Admiral.
"Master, please help him. I think he's really going crazy," Manager Liu said helplessly.
Qingyan noticed that while the shopkeepers were joking, they actually hoped that Qingyan would make a move.
"How long has this situation been going on?" Qingyan asked curiously.
"Before the Golden Festival, the women of Mongolia need to order banquets to entertain familiar relatives, and Manager Wu needs to appear in person," Manager Liu said directly.
Qingyan's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. Anyone who had been to Yuelai Inn should know that it was Qingyan's territory.
"Do you have any shops under Fourth Master's control?" Qingyan asked the shopkeepers.
"We've caused trouble, some of them are tough nuts to crack. After we left, they all laughed. It's because they're elders, and even if Fourth Master were here, we'd have to do things their way." The shopkeeper was really having a headache.
Qingyan sneered after hearing what the shopkeepers said. The Mongol leaders were just trying to scare people they didn't know. How could Qingyan not know how Kangxi treated these people?
"Make a record of everyone who causes trouble!" Qingyan looked at Sulan and had her bring over the prepared memorial, which was intended to be presented to Emperor Kangxi.
Since these people wanted to cause trouble, Qingyan didn't hold back and directly sent them to the imperial table.
The shopkeepers began to prepare for the trouble in their respective shops. They glanced suspiciously at the list of leaders, noticing that some of their names were repeated several times.
Later, Qingyan looked at the names written by all the shopkeepers, and found that the remote tribes had the most records.
"Master, we really have no choice. This is not our fault, but... these people are simply unbearable!" Qingyan discovered that there were no tribes under the command of the Left Wing Prince. Batu Buhe was being raised by their side, so the tribal leaders were very respectful to Yin and Qingyan.
During the Golden Festival, everyone saw Batubuhe's condition and expressed that keeping him pampered by the side of these two was a really good suggestion.
"The tribes under the Left Wing Prince are all very respectful of people. If they see someone causing trouble, they even help deal with it!" The managers didn't hide anything from Qingyan. They even felt that the tribes under the Left Wing Prince were all very good.
Qingyan smiled slightly at everyone's words. This was just something that was meant to benefit Batu Buhe, which led to all of this.
"Master, do you think it would be possible to offer some discounts to the tribes under the Left Wing Prince as a token of our gratitude?" the shopkeepers asked one after another.
"Well, you all take a look and see how to handle this. I don't want outsiders to think we're being unfair!" Qingyan said, looking at the shopkeepers.
The shopkeepers' faces lit up with smiles; it seemed everyone felt the same way.