Jiang Xuan, Leng Xiangbai, Jiang Zhou and a few others who came with them in the carriage to kill time today happened to run into An Xin who was out collecting debts and Xuanyuan He and others who came to join in the fun.

They were all full of admiration for An Xin's ability to get silver from a royal palace in a foreign country.

After hearing what Chi Lan said a few days ago, he looked at An Xin worriedly.

An Xin: "Let's do it..."

Chi Lan was stunned and curled her lips. If this store didn't open, it seemed like she would have to leave it alone.

Jiang Youren and his wife, who were standing inside the door, heard the conversation between Master An Xin and his apprentice, and smiled sinisterly at the helplessness in their voices.

A hint of malice flashed across Mrs. Jiang's plump face. "Humph! Let's not open the door and see what they can do."

"Madam is the one who has the solution." Lord Jiang had thin cheeks, small eyes, and a mean look.

An Xin, who was leaning against the tree, moved his ears.

He said slowly to Chi Lan who was fanning herself with her sleeves, "Carry the debt collection imperial edict written by Emperor Bei Ming himself.

Officials from Beiming's own country can disrespect the imperial edict, but we foreign envoys should still respect it when it is due."

What An Xin said was really heartbreaking.

When Lord and Madam Jiang heard what An Xin said, their hearts trembled.

If word of this gets to the newly appointed emperor, his family will be in great trouble, if not dead.

Lord Jiang was still concerned about the imperial edict from Si Han, the Emperor of Beiming, and opened the door with a sullen face.

He walked out and looked at An Xin with unfriendly eyes, as if he wanted to eat her alive, full of malice.

"How about we go back, teacher?" Chi Lan raised one eyelid, her eyes dazzled by the gold and silver they were wearing, and she laughed:

"When we return, we will report to them that they are wearing gold and silver at home, living an extravagant life, and that they have so much money but refuse to return the money to the treasury.

He must have something against the Emperor of Bei Ming. I wonder if such a person without patriotism can be promoted to a high official in the future."

Mr. Jiang: "Don't talk nonsense, you ignorant boy."

"I think he's right," An Xin said, "Lord Jiang didn't just refuse to pay back the money. It seems that a few years ago there was a flood in a state capital in Beiming, and the chief official there was Lord Jiang's son.

Mr. Jiang is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. How much money did the Ministry of Revenue allocate for the earthquake relief? How much of the money allocated by the court for disaster relief actually went to the people, and how much was…"

"Shut up, shut up." Lord Jiang looked at the people coming around, and hurriedly grabbed An Xin's sleeve and forced the person in.

An Xin curled the corners of his mouth and came in.

Entering the hall of Jiang's mansion, An Xin sat in the main seat without any hesitation.

Anyway, I have no intention of getting along with these people.

What's more, Lord Jiang and his wife looked like they wanted to eat people, and they were so ferocious that they almost pounced on people and bit them.

An Xin laughed. This position was right in front of the door, so he could see everything clearly. "Not bad, not bad..."

She was very satisfied with this seat, and even though she saw that Mr. Jiang and his wife's faces were so dark that ink could drip out, she had no intention of changing it.

"As an envoy of a foreign country, how could you hear such nonsense? I advise you to have some self-awareness.

Stop talking nonsense outside, otherwise, one day, an accident might happen and your life might be in danger..."

Lord Jiang said with a fierce look in his eyes.

“?!?” An Xin, was I brought up by someone scaring me?!

An Xin rummaged through his sleeve pocket, pulled out a piece of paper filled with accounts, and threw it in the direction of Lord Jiang.

"I don't know whether my life will be saved or not." An Xin held his chin with his hand and said indifferently, "If this paper account is sent to your emperor and he sends someone to verify it, whose life will be the first to be lost?"

"Hey, you, where did you get this information from?"

"Master!" Mrs. Jiang shouted when she saw her husband's pale face.

"Shut up," Lord Jiang waved his hand, "Go back to the inner house first, there is nothing for you to do here."

Mrs. Jiang glared at An Xin, then walked out with her plump waist twisted.

An Xin realized that Lord Jiang and his son had embezzled earthquake relief funds, and did not want too many people to know about it.

An Xin didn't care. She just wanted the reward for the debt and didn't really want to help Si Han eliminate corruption among court officials.

She is not so idle as to care about these trivial matters in the Beiming court.

"I just want to ask you whether you will pay back the 100,000 taels of silver you owe to the national treasury. If you don't want to pay it back, I will leave."

An Xin didn't want to waste time talking to Lord Jiang. Since the money hadn't been returned yet, she wouldn't be the one to suffer.

Lord Jiang looked at An Xin fiercely, as if to say, "You can pay it back if you want to." He knew that if he didn't pay back the debt, the person in front of him would definitely expose the flood incident.

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When what the father and son have done in secret is discovered, it will not be something that can be solved with 100,000 taels of silver.

Lord Jiang let out a sigh of relief and could only accept defeat.

After leaving Prince Cheng’s Mansion, people saw An Xin walking out of Jiang’s Mansion quietly and waving in a direction.

Then a team of guards came out of an alley and entered Jiang's mansion, carrying out boxes one after another. The leader of the team also took a stack of silver bills.

Lord Jiang watched his own silver being carried away, and he felt as if his flesh was being cut.

I just have to live a good life, and no one else can have an easy life.

He pointed to another wealthy mansion on this street and pointed it to An Xin.

From a distance, the mansion looked even taller and more magnificent, and very imposing.

An Xin caught a glimpse of the sinister smile on Lord Jiang's lips. How could he not understand that this man was angry that he was asking him for a debt.

This is an attempt to trick her.

So he opened the account book in his hand and wrote down the addresses of the officials who owed money.

"The Prince's Mansion, the Gu family mansion." An Xin raised his eyebrows.

It seems that this is a tough nut to crack, otherwise Lord Jiang wouldn't have revealed a sinister look of watching a good show in his eyes.

An Xin glanced at Lord Jiang and walked towards the tall mansion at the end of the street with fearless steps.

The sinister smile on Lord Jiang's face became more obvious. After An Xin walked away, he said "Pooh" unwillingly: "You dare to threaten me with this matter? That old guy is more vicious and has done much worse things than me.

Try threatening him with these things and see if the always ruthless General Gu will eat you alive..."

"Ah..." Lord Jiang let out a scream before he could finish his words.

Because of his bad mouth, a silver ingot hit his lip and left a cut.

He raised his hand and touched something sticky, then spat out a bloody tooth from his mouth.

"Who... attacked... me?"

Lord Jiang, who had lost one of his front teeth and whose speech was lisp, glanced fiercely in the direction of his door.

The onlookers had already followed An Xin to the end of the street. Lord Jiang only saw a carriage following from a distance. There was no one else on the street in front of his house.