The old lady's heart trembled when she was stared at by him, but she soon toughened up again.
"What? Do you think the Xie family has been in the court for nothing all these years? The Censorate, the Six Departments, so many students and old friends..."
Before the old lady finished her words, Xie Yunqi suddenly chuckled.
He slowly took out a roll of documents from his sleeve and gently placed it on the desk.
The document was unfolded, revealing the densely packed red-ink marks inside.
"Since Grandmother mentioned our old friendship, I wonder if the Minister of Revenue, Lord Li, will still remember his old friendship with the Xie family when he sees these grain transport accounts?"
The old lady's pupils suddenly shrank, and she was so shocked that she couldn't describe it in words.
Xie Yunqi turned the page again, "There is also the painting of Eight Horses obtained by Wang Yushi of the Metropolitan Censorate last month. The original seems to be still there..."
"Enough!" The old lady's voice began to tremble, and she asked in disbelief: "You, you dare to be an enemy of the entire Xie family..."
"When my grandmother asked me to take over the Xie family's secret line a year ago, she said that the more secrets you know, the longer you will live."
He rolled up the document slowly and said calmly, "Do you think these secrets are enough for my grandson and the princess to live a hundred years?"
The old lady suddenly shouted, "You evil creature! The Xie family has raised you for so many years..."
"So these account books are still in my hands." Xie Yunqi stood up, the coldness in his eyes disappeared, and he became the gentle and jade-like eldest son of the Xie family again.
"Grandmother, the imperial physician said you need to rest. I will send someone to deliver twenty-year-old snow ginseng tomorrow."
He took two steps back and bowed respectfully, "Grandson, take your leave."
But when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and looked at Xie Rou: "By the way, Rou'er will have her coming-of-age ceremony next month. I heard that the young master of the Zhao family will be there?"
He admired Xie Rou's pale face, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, big brother will definitely prepare a generous gift."
The beaded curtain swayed, and the old lady sat down on the chair dejectedly. She finally understood that this most proud grandson had already woven a big network that she could not imagine.
And the Xie family is just a thread in the web.
"Grandma, those things in my brother's hand..." Xie Rou said timidly.
"Someone come! Prepare pen and ink!" the old lady suddenly shouted.
Mrs. Xie was shocked when she heard this, "Mother, what are you going to do?"
The old lady sneered: "Isn't he going to protect that beautiful girl? I want to see if he can do it!"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Xie's face suddenly changed: "Mother, you don't want to..."
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