Xianjin pursed his lips and his eyes darkened. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Aunt Du glare at him and cry loudly and sharply.
"You mean, my son is not worth a hundred taels!?"
Xianjin was slightly stunned.
"My son started learning at the age of three, was admitted to Qingcheng Mountain Academy at the age of seven, and was preparing to take the examination for a scholar at the age of eight!"
"A scholar! An eight-year-old scholar! Even Qiao Hui is only one year older than him!"
"The Chen family is rich!"
"But sir, please ask around, besides this Mr. Chen Er, who else in the Chen family is studying now!?"
"No!"
"The rest are all like Mr. Chen San, who can't tell east from west, south from north, and center from south to east!"
"Who will help this Chen Erlangjun from now on? Who will help Chen Er?!"
"You bug, come help me?!"
"For a hundred taels, you have recruited a promising child, a loyal clerk who will work hard for this store. Do the math yourself and see if this is a good deal! Is it a good deal or not?"
Chen Fu frowned and felt a little pain in his knee.
Just say he's a crooked person.
It's a bit insulting that he can't tell the difference between east, west, south, north and center - who is he? It's Chen Jiaqueshen! Not to mention east, west, south, north and center, even three, five, seven and eight can be distinguished by him!
The square-faced soldier was stunned.
Indeed...Few businessmen have received much education, so it is not uncommon for them to place bets in advance and win over people's hearts.
Some wealthy merchants even resorted to the trick of catching a son-in-law from the list - if they were willing to give up their daughters, would they be reluctant to give up a few hundred taels of silver?
Chen Jianfang frowned and scolded, "Aunt Du! Don't be rude to the official!"
Chen Jianfang took a step forward and pulled the square-faced man aside, whispering, "That child was indeed carefully selected and raised by our family... He can be sent to Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard, so what's the big deal about spending an extra 100 or 200 taels?"
As he said this, he slipped another banknote into the sleeve of the square-faced soldier, "Silver, do merchants need it? Of course! Although I am a scholar, I am still a businessman at heart. You can do the math yourself--"
"Our Chen family has worked hard for three or four generations. Is it really necessary to destroy our foundation for the Qiao family?"
The square-faced soldier didn't want to take the money at first, but after thinking it over, he handed the banknote over.
Chen Jianfang whispered, "If you are really worried, you can search our house yourself. If you find anything related to the Qiao family, you don't have to hand them over. I will go to Yingtian Prefecture to confess my crime myself."
Xianjin's hand tightened.
The square-faced soldier pondered for a while, then waved his hand over his shoulder and said, "Then I'm sorry."
The clerks behind him filed in one after another, and filed out one after another half an hour later.
The square-faced soldier in the lead shook his head slightly.
The square-faced soldier breathed a sigh of relief—he didn't want anything to happen to the Chen family either.
If the Chen family cannot clear the suspicion, he will not only lose these money, but also be blamed by the higher-ups for accepting bribes and neglecting his duties...
Xianjin's hand slowly loosened.
The square-faced soldier walked out with his men, looking relaxed.
Xianjin vaguely heard the square-faced soldier say, "Go to Wang's house on Shuidong Street."
Dr. Wang.
It seems that we have found out which families in Jing County have close ties with the Qiao family.
After the people left, Chen Fu's eyes turned red, "Why is it that such a good child has such a rough life?"
Chen Jianfang looked at the soldiers who were walking away with an ambiguous expression, then turned around and looked at his third uncle who was always sensitive and sentimental.
Perhaps life has a destiny, bitter first and sweet later, or sweet first and bitter later. Baoyuan has had smooth sailing for nearly twenty years. The only setback in the first half of his life was his mother's early death. Now that a disaster has befallen him, where will he go?
What was Qiao Hui’s mentality when he ran away?
Are you afraid to face it and run away?
Or is it an attempt to survive from the brink of death?
Chen Jianfang closed his eyes, complex emotions surging in his chest, and it took a long time to calm down.
"After the ban on the mountain courtyard is lifted, I want to take the orb back."
Xianjin and Chen Jianfang stood side by side.
When a family falls apart, the only ones who have a chance of survival are women and children.
Chen Fu wiped the corners of his eyes and nodded, "That's right. The headmaster has always treated you very well."
Xianjin looked at Chen Jianfang.
Chen Jianfang nodded slightly.
For some reason, Xianjin let out a sigh of relief, just like she did yesterday when Qiao Hui handed her the package.
"I'm afraid the mountain courtyard will be lifted soon."
Chen Jianfang's tone was bitter. "There's no point in continuing to surround it. If the people have run away, will the things stay there obediently?"
Where is the stuff?
Xian Jinqiang walked into the second door calmly. As soon as he entered the house, he quickly closed the door, moved the table away, pulled out the bricks that had been loosened overnight, looked down to see that the package was well hidden inside, and finally he felt relieved.
She expected Qiao Hui to run away.
If you don't run, you'll be like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
If you run away, you can still find a way to survive.
If it were her, she would also settle her younger sister down and then run out to fight her way out.
But, she didn't understand.
Why did Qiao Hui give her the thing?
Instead of Chen Jianfang?
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