"Your Majesty..." Xie Wanyuan's vital energy seemed to have dissipated considerably.
The young eunuch replied, "His Majesty has gone to attend to bank matters. He asked me to tell you to stop making trouble for yourself every day. If you want to die, you can have this white silk ribbon." He handed over the white silk ribbon, bowed, and left.
Xie Wanyuan looked at the white silk in his hand and suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with desolation.
But just as he unfolded the white silk ribbon, intending to end his own life, he paused for a moment.
There are four characters written on this white silk.
"A loyal minister is not alone."
Xie Wanyuan was completely stunned. His stubborn mind pondered for a long time before he finally stared blankly out the window.
"Your Majesty... what are you trying to tell me...?"
He recalled how, when the old emperor was still in power, he braved the wind and snow, holding his official hat in one hand as he stormed into the palace. He had also met Fang Zhiyi that day, and Fang Zhiyi had asked him why he wanted to die. He smiled and said that he was a loyal subject.
When the news that Fang Zhiyi had given Xie Wanyuan a white silk ribbon reached Teng Shuchang's ears, he smiled. Fang Zhiyi had done her basic tricks. However, Xie Wanyuan hadn't actually tried to kill himself. It seemed that this so-called tough guy was just all show and no substance.
He's very busy right now. On one hand, he has to help Fang Zhiyi handle state affairs, on the other hand, he has to command the army on the southern front to deal with the stubborn Li Guo army, and on the other hand, he has to go to the bank every day to reconcile accounts with Fang Zhiyi.
Teng Shuchang felt like he was running out of time to think.
Fortunately, the bank's effects began to show, and some merchants tried to take out loans. Fang Zhiyi used Teng Shuchang's army to forcibly push the bank to several other nearby cities, which garnered some positive feedback. Teng Shuchang looked at the figures and expected returns in the ledger and was so excited that his hands were trembling.
However, the person monitoring Fang Zhiyi sent another message: Fang Fengqi had been encountered by Fang Zhiyi again, and as before, Fang Zhiyi attacked her without saying a word. The soldiers following Fang Zhiyi couldn't stand it and forcibly pulled them apart.
Teng Shuchang waved his hand, he didn't have time to concern himself with Fang Zhiyi's family affairs.
Fang Zhiyi also declared that if he saw Fang Fengqi in the capital, he would beat her every time. This news spread among the people, and many people suspected that Fang Zhiyi had been bewitched by the sorcerers of Mang Kingdom. Countless people felt indignant on Fang Fengqi's behalf.
Fang Zhiyi is now much more relaxed. He doesn't have to attend court, and he doesn't even live in the palace anymore. He claims that he bought a small courtyard house to live in in order to improve the bank. Every day after work, he plays with cats and dogs, just like a retired emperor.
Moreover, his reputation is gradually declining.
After all, everyone knew that this bank was run in Fang Zhiyi's name, and the money it earned was used to pay the bandit army.
Unlike profit-driven merchants, most ordinary people were unwilling to deposit their money in banks. They did not trust the Mang Kingdom's army, let alone Fang Zhiyi.
Before Teng Shuchang could lose his temper, Fang Zhiyi took the initiative to advance the task. He led his men to kick down doors from house to house, forcibly taking the people's money and depositing it into the bank. When Teng Shuchang heard about his bandit-like behavior, he just shook his head, his eyes full of contempt.
Fang Zhiyi is going further and further down the path of courting death.
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