The next day, Lin Yutong not only called Qin Yi, but also called Mr. Fan to the secret room.
She opened the box of antique calligraphy and paintings and asked Mr. Fan: "These things are all inherited. Mr. Fan knows a thing or two about who the previous owners were. Don't send them away at that time and cause trouble again."
Even though Mr. Fan had seen the world, he was still dizzy by this gold. He looked at Lin Yutong several times in surprise, not understanding how they could have such a strong foundation.
When he really took the antiques in his hands, he was shocked and said: "How...how could these things be in Madam's hands?"
For a moment, he looked at Lin Yutong with a look of surprise.
Lin Yutong raised his eyebrows: "So, you know that this thing originally belonged to King Zhao?"
Mr. Fan nodded, "Not only do I know, I'm afraid many people know. The beauty picture in Madam's hand was a birthday gift given to King Zhao by the Governor of Liangjiang the year before last." He walked over and closed the lid of the box, "
This thing cannot see light, so just leave it like this."
Lin Yutong shook his head with regret, "It seems that only gold can be used." Sometimes, antique calligraphy and painting are more effective than gold.
Qin Yi nodded quickly, "It's good to use gold. It's good to use gold. If this thing doesn't work, it won't be of any use."
Lin Yutong could only say: "That's okay, antiques from prosperous times and gold from troubled times. Let's calculate how much we need."
Whether it's paying bribes or buying food, the cost is huge.
Then a new problem comes again.
How to transport this gold?
Lin Yutong looked at Mr. Fan, "Can we use the coffin again?"
Mr. Fan experienced the feeling of the coffin flesh in advance, and the expression on his face suddenly became ugly, "...the coffin is filled with gold, and the rut marks can be seen at a glance. Something is wrong. When you get on the boat, the draft of the boat will be very deep.
"No!" Besides, one coffin is not enough. There will be a lot of dead people.
Lin Yutong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that there are no asphalt roads today, and it is hard to see the occasional overloading. Today's ships are not large-tonnage ships, and no one will notice if they are deeper or shallower. Once this thing is loaded on the ship, it will always
Even the boatmen can guess it. The key is the current public security, and the Cao Gang on the river has not stopped at all. This much gold is enough for anyone to take risks.
"This has really become a problem." Lin Yutong scratched his head.
Mr. Fan glanced at Lin Yutong and whispered: "We can't transport it out. Someone with good eyesight can transport it out."
Lin Yutong frowned and urged in her heart: "Sir, please tell me quickly, who is this person?" She really couldn't remember when such a person came to the capital.
Mr. Fan smiled with a profound look: "Why did Madam forget Mr. Fang Wenqingfang..."
"Him?" Lin Yutong thought for a while but still couldn't figure it out, "What else about him that I don't know?"
Mr. Fan looked at Lin Yutong, then shook his head, "There are some things that Madam may not know. The Emperor is building a mausoleum outside Jinling City. The person responsible for building the mausoleum is also a member of the Fang family. After all, he is Mr. Fang's cousin.
I heard that the construction period is very tight."
At this time, we are still thinking about building an imperial mausoleum. This emperor really makes people wonder what to say. Is this considered a failure?
However, does this have anything to do with things in the capital?
She didn't react, but Qin Yi understood a little bit: "I know. I know!" His voice was filled with joy, "The imperial mausoleum in the suburbs of Beijing... Mr. Fan meant to say the imperial mausoleum in the suburbs of Beijing..."
Lin Yutong suddenly realized. The imperial mausoleum in the suburbs of Beijing has been under construction since the emperor came to power. Now, even if it is not completed, many things are almost ready. But now with these changes, the emperor cannot be buried in the capital and can only be rebuilt in Jinling.
.What if we can transport almost everything that has been prepared in the outskirts of Beijing? This can save a lot of time. As for the things in the mausoleum, most of them are large stones, carved stones, and stones with pictures.
This thing is heavy, bulky, and no one is interested in it.
Being on a boat transporting stones is very safe and does not attract attention.
Lin Yutong bowed to Mr. Fan. This old man's mind was really extraordinary.
Mr. Fan waved his hand and walked out, "Those who are already dead should think about what happens after death."
Lin Yutong: "..." Can you consider asking Qin Yi to bring Mr. Fan's family back this time? The old man is a bit resentful.
In the evening, Lin Yutong went to Fang's house.
This shocked Fang Wenshan and Bai.
Bai's face looked very ugly, "I have never seen a woman visit a man at night. After all, she comes from a small family and doesn't understand any rules."
Fang Wenqing thought the same thing as Bai. Ever since Huang Qin led the soldiers and horses in a circle and then left, he had a new look at Mrs. Lin. He couldn't look at this woman from a woman's perspective.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense." He stood up, "Don't let these words get out. That lady, no matter how many men she waits for, she is no match for her. Come on, let's go and greet her."
Bai stood up uncomfortably, "Huh! The world is changing so fast. How many noble ladies are there in the capital? When will it be her turn..."
Fang Wenqing's expression changed, "If you don't want to cause trouble to the family, shut up."
Bai's face suddenly turned red. She didn't say anything back, and followed Fang Wenqing step by step towards the outer courtyard.
She usually didn't stay much outside. This time she made an exception for a woman. She felt even more uncomfortable.
In the flower hall, Lin Yutong, dressed in men's clothing, stood with his back turned.
"Madam?" Fang Wenqing called uncertainly.
Lin Yutong turned around, looked at the couple, cupped his hands, and said, "It's so late at night, I'm taking the liberty of visiting to see Haihan." As he said that, he smiled brightly at Mr. Bai.
Bai's face suddenly turned red.
Fang Wenqing returned the favor, and then invited Lin Yutong to take a seat, "Madam, you are noble and your feet are on humble ground. I am very flattered."
Mrs. Bai dismissed all the waiters, then personally brought the teapot over and poured the tea.
Lin Yutong was not polite, took the tea cup and said straight to the point: "I have something that is mutually beneficial, and I would like to discuss it with Mr. Fang."
Fang Wenqing was stunned. This way of speaking was really unaccustomed. "I wonder what Madam is talking about?"
Lin Yutong turned the tea cup in his hand and said softly: "I will help you transport the stones from the cemetery on the outskirts of Beijing to Jinling, and your fleet will help me take a few people there."
Fang Wenqing's mind turned around and he said doubtfully: "There are really only a few people? If that's the case, Madam really doesn't need to go to such great lengths to fight."
Lin Yutong's lips curled up: "I said it's a few people, but it can only be a few people. Mr. Fang, I don't think you want to know what my people are doing, right?"
Fang Wenqing's expression changed, "Madam, you want to ask the Fang family to place the people sent out this time in Jinling?"
"No need to go to such trouble, just take it to the bank. Someone else will take care of you." Lin Yutong glanced at Fang Wenqing and said, "Master Fang, your curiosity is not serious. If you insist on exploring, I won't stop you. It's just that it's easy to get on and off the boat.
It’s so difficult.”
These words were meant to be threatening. Although Fang Qingshan joined Fourth Master, he kept it a secret because of the difficulties the Fang family was having in Jinling.
"No need!" Fang Wenqing stood up, "No need to tell my wife what to do. Just like what the wife said, it's just mutual benefit."
The job his cousin took over was not a good job. If he accidentally angered the emperor, it would affect the whole family. The emperor was now a moody old man, and the Fang family did not want to take this risk.
"It's just..." he said, looking at Lin Yutong's expression, "this matter of taking stones from the imperial mausoleum without permission..."
"I'll take it!" Lin Yutong chuckled: "Master Fang just bought the right things from the vendors. You don't know the rest. If something happens, just push it on me.
"
Fang Wenqing felt embarrassed, "I'm so sorry."
Lin Yutong waved his hand and stood up, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I come from a small family and I am not a person who knows the rules. I can afford a few more extraordinary things."
As she said that, she lifted up the hat on her cloak and covered most of her head and face, "Someone will talk to you in detail tomorrow. I'll take my leave."
Fang Wenqing personally followed her out and watched her get on her horse and drive away before walking back.
When they got to the house, Mrs. Bai was a little embarrassed.
Fang Wenqing sighed, "...if a woman has such a responsibility, who would dare to treat her as a woman? Be more polite from now on. Some people must abide by the rules, but some people don't. You must remember this
."
Bai Shi responded in a low voice. Seeing that Fang Wenqing was still thinking about something, she didn't dare to speak anymore.
After half a month of busy work, Lin Yutong finally sent Qin Yi away.
But no one can tell what will happen when this happens.
Lin Yutong was a little anxious and couldn't wait for the news from Qin Yi. Until the weather gradually warmed up and the flowers on the branches bloomed, no news came back. But at this time, the news from the fourth master came back.
Just arrived.
"We have already left for Luoyang." Lin Yutong clicked on the map, "If everything goes well, we will have captured Luoyang by now."
Mr. Fan also nodded, "If everything goes smoothly, we should go to Chang'an next. Write a letter to Fourth Master. No matter what, stop in Chang'an and don't rush forward again. The most important thing is to make things right."
Lin Yutong responded, and this time not only sent the letter, but also asked someone to deliver it along with seasonal clothes and a few jars of pickles.
When Fourth Master received the letter, he was already in Chang'an.
He had just finished reading the letter when he heard rapid footsteps. The person coming was Hu Da: "Fourth Master, Fourth Master! Something happened."