When Manager Xu of Tong's Private Kitchen visited Jiang's Private Kitchen, it caused quite a stir.
When old acquaintances meet, how can we not greet each other?
"What brings Manager Xu here?" asked one of the later arrivals, who was unaware of the situation, with a smile.
With a forced smile and hands clasped in a gesture of embarrassment, Manager Xu ran all the way to Jiang Shan's office as if being chased and bitten by a jackal, his face flushed red with embarrassment as he half-covered his face along the way.
Upon seeing his father, Young Master Xu let out a loud cry of grievance and utter helplessness, crying out, "Father! Please save me! They're going to hand me over to the authorities!"
Manager Xu took a deep breath, patted his stiff and hot face, and stared intently at Jiang Shan, asking, "Boss Jiang, my son was rude and wrong first. I beg you, Boss Jiang, to forgive him this time!"
Jiang Shan smiled and said, "Manager Xu, please sit down and have some tea to calm your nerves. It's no big deal that you have to come all this way in person."
What's the big deal? Just let my son go!
It's not worth the trip? Then why did you insist on having my son's father pick him up?
Manager Xu grumbled inwardly, but on the surface he had already put on a slovenly face.
He had a premonition when he came out of Tong's Private Kitchen that this was going to be bad!
He offended Boss Jiang, and his son might end up in jail. Moreover, his employer, Boss Tong, would no longer keep him. He ended up losing both his talent and his reputation!
Manager Xu flicked his robes and sat down boldly opposite Jiang Shan, asking bluntly, "Boss Jiang, what do you want in return for my son's release? Tell me!"
Jiang Shan glanced at Young Master Xu, then sat properly in his chair, not daring to move. His eyes kept glancing at An Er beside him, filled with fear of An Er.
"Manager Xu, this was written by your son. Please take a look. If there are no problems, you can sign it and take Young Master Xu back!" Jiang Shan gestured for Xiao Qi to hand the paper on the table to Manager Xu.
After looking at it, Manager Xu's face turned pale and then white, then pale and then pale again.
After a long pause, he asked in a deep voice, "That's it? I can take my son away just by signing the papers?"
Jiang Shan nodded. "Isn't this a win-win situation? You and your son haven't offended me, so I have no reason to try to destroy you. It's just that your son did something wrong, and since you, as his father and adopted son, didn't teach him properly, you can only bear the bitter consequences of your own actions!"
Manager Xu's face darkened, and he said, "Boss Jiang has the demeanor of a gentleman, and I am ashamed to admit my inferiority! That's right, this is the mess that my father and I made, and we have no one else to blame!"
After saying that, she glared at her son and cursed, "You shameful thing, get out of here!"
Young Master Xu glanced at An Er, swallowed hard, and then suddenly stood up and ran out as fast as he could.
Manager Xu then picked up a pen and signed his name on the paper.
Before leaving, he turned and glanced at Jiang Shan, saying, "Boss Jiang's real opponent is not the Tong family, but the Pei family."
Jiang Shan watched Manager Xu leave the room and asked with a puzzled look, "Has the Pei family made any unusual moves lately?"
An Er paused for a moment, then said, "Pei Guangnian has returned from the capital, and the Pei family's network of connections in the capital has been preserved!"
Jiang Shan rested his chin on his hand and looked at An Er, frowning as he said, "I really don't want to deal with this mess, but I have to ask, which big shot has the Pei family sided with in the capital?"
An Er uttered three words calmly: "Third Prince".
Jiang Shan rolled his eyes. Sure enough, those princes and princesses were just too annoying!
These days, there is no equality of human rights, let alone class equality. Those high-ranking officials and nobles are fundamentally different from her. If they really fight, she will be played to death!
The Third Prince is someone even Fu Qiyuan can't afford to offend, let alone her.
There was no other way; Jiang Shan could only try to find some psychological balance from the perspective of modern people.
Who is the Third Prince's mortal enemy?
"Crown Prince."
Jiang Shan's eyes lit up!
This is a great backer!
The enemy of my enemy is my friend. This backer is more powerful than a prince!
Jiang Shan didn't want to know those palace secrets, so he simply asked a potentially fatal question.
"Which side is Minister Fu on? The Crown Prince's faction? The Third Prince's faction? Or... Chunchen?"
An Er looked at Jiang Shan with a subtle gaze. How dare this woman casually talk about such a serious matter as the struggle for the crown prince?
"Hmm? Isn't that right? How many princes are there in the palace? Fine, just tell me who else can compete with the Third Prince for the position of Crown Prince!"
An Er's lips twitched; she really wanted to call the young master to cover her mouth!
"Forget about the Crown Prince. I'll give you a heads-up: the Marquis of Qingyang's heir is a member of the Crown Prince's faction."
Jiang Shan narrowed his eyes as he looked at An Er, who remained expressionless. "The heir of the Marquis of Qingyang? This isn't right. Is he really that casual? He just takes sides like that. Isn't he afraid that the Third Prince's faction will stab him in the back?"
Throughout history, in the struggle for the crown prince position, the earlier one chooses a side, the faster one dies. The heir of the Marquis of Qingyang doesn't seem to be that stupid!
An Er raised his eyebrows again, a hint of emotion in his eyes.
Hmm, she's incredibly bold and not stupid either; no wonder her son is so clever and mischievous!
Before An Er could speak, a clear and melodious voice came over.
"The late emperor and the late empress had a very good relationship and he never took any concubines in his life. The mother of the Marquis of Qingyang was the empress's maid, but she plotted to climb into the emperor's bed and gave birth to the Marquis of Qingyang, which led to the breakdown of the emperor and empress's relationship. The Marquis of Qingyang was disliked by the late emperor from birth and was also disliked by the former crown prince and the current emperor. Therefore, he was never officially enfeoffed and only enjoyed the lowest rank of nobility."
Jiang Shan opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Fu Qiyuan, her eyes sparkling with gossip. "Is he really that bad? I didn't realize!"
Fu Qiyuan walked over and sat down, then picked up the teacup in front of Jiang Shan and took a sip.
Jiang Shan pursed his lips but said nothing.
"When the Crown Prince was young, he loved riding horses. Once, his horse was startled outside the palace. The Crown Prince was rescued by the Marquis of Qingyang in his moment of danger. The Empress pleaded with His Majesty for a favor for the Marquis of Qingyang, and he was granted the title of Marquis. However, the title can only be inherited for three generations. The Crown Prince has always remembered the Marquis of Qingyang's life-saving grace and has taken great care of the Marquis of Qingyang's family. Over time, they developed a bond."
The landscape couldn't stop a gossipy heart from imagining many touching scenes.
"So, the Crown Prince's faction is openly active and widely known?"
Fu Qiyuan smiled and said, "That's true, but not true! His Majesty's private treasury is empty, and the Crown Prince is also very poor!"
Jiang Shan exclaimed "Ah!" and his mouth opened in a blank, natural expression.
"Even if the emperor is broke, the national treasury can provide for his entertainment. But how can the crown prince have fun if he's broke?"
Seeing that Jiang Shan remained silent, Fu Wenyuan asked again, "What do you think of the actions of the Marquis of Qingyang's heir?"
Several images flashed through Jiang Shan's mind. His big, fox-like eyes stared intently at Fu Qiyuan, waiting for him to spill the beans.
"The Marquis of Qingyang's family is a true member of the imperial clan, yet they have been suppressed for so many years. If you were Li Minghe, what would you do?"
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