A carriage was about to take Cai Tong out of Bianliang, but Cai Jing was not seen on the way.
Cai Tong's fall was not serious. He opened the curtain and kept looking around. After all, he was just a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. Being driven out of Bianliang by his grandfather made him very scared.
The old man in charge of the Cai Mansion said some comforting words, saying that Xiaolang would definitely return to Beijing with his father soon after he returned.
How could Cai Jing's son not be promoted when he was sent to the magistrate's office? It was only a matter of time before he entered Bianliang and became an official.
As soon as Cai Tong left, a blue-gray carriage drove up in front of the door. A middle-aged scribe stepped out of the car and handed in a greeting card to the door.
When the doorman saw it, he looked strange and immediately sent it to the old governor.
"Did Yang Shaozai send you here?" Laodu asked in a deep voice without hesitation.
Yin Muhong chuckled and said, "Exactly."
"Please come inside. I'll go ask the Grand Master if he can see you."
Yin Muhong waited in the flower hall for less than half a cup of tea when the boss came out and led him into Cai Jing's study.
After Yin Muhong saluted, he looked up and saw Cai Jing waving hair on a piece of rice paper, then stood aside and said nothing.
Cai Jing asked without raising his head, "Why did Wen Yuan send you here?"
Yin Muhong hurriedly replied: "I was at the Xiu Tower last time. There was some misunderstanding between Shao Zai and the Grand Master's grandson. I asked the lower official to explain it clearly."
Cai Jing smiled and said, "No need, Tong'er is naughty and ignorant. Just tell Wenyuan and thank him for secretly protecting my grandson."
Yin Muhong felt a shock in his heart and broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't know that the Long Live Battalion was secretly tracking down Cai Tong's black information, but how could Cai Jing be lying about what he said?
Jiang is still old and hot. Yang Lin knows how to cultivate a group of dead soldiers to spy on intelligence, let alone Cai Jing.
Shaozai is still in trouble. He shouldn't have sent people to check Cai Jing's blood relatives easily. Now the relationship between the two parties is really irreparable.
Cai Jing finally finished writing. He raised his head, glanced at Yin Muhong, and praised Yin Muhong for his elegant appearance, as gentle as jade, as if the gentleman in the book had stepped out.
He nodded and said: "Wen Yuan and I are old friends. How can I let you come here in vain? Take this calligraphy back and say that I gave it to her."
Yin Muhong stepped forward cautiously, and saw a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing on the rice paper, with strong and vigorous writing, flowing clouds and flowing water, and a small essay poem written on it:
From now on, I have no intention of falling in love with Yangzhou. Human feelings are easy to change with cold weather and autumn. The green mountains are always changing in the clouds, and the spring tide never comes to anchor the evening boat.
Yin Muhong walked out of Cai's Mansion with a scroll in hand and was worried. Cai Jing, the Prime Minister and Assistant Prime Minister, sent Yang Lin to the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister and Prime Minister were at odds with each other, so many troubles would arise.
In the Xiulou, Cai Tong was driven away, and the lantern ceremony continued. The issuance of silver notes represented the prestige of the Bianliang Chamber of Commerce.
If this is accomplished, banks everywhere will make a fortune every day in the future, and the existing business structure will be completely changed.
For this reason, the Bianliang Chamber of Commerce spent a lot of money, not only building a magnificent Xiu Tower, but also inviting all the famous oirans from the area and spending a lot of money to let them perform songs and dances on the stage in turn.
Yang Lin was lying nervously at the door in the private room, watching. Yun Niang poured a cup of hot tea, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Da Lang cares so much, why don't you go downstairs and sit at the top to preside over the overall situation?"
What's there to see in the cracks?"
Yang Lin went back to his gums and smiled and cursed: "What do you know? I call it strategizing. It's unpredictable. Anyway, banknotes are of great benefit to everyone. Do you like to use them? If I go out
, as if begging them to use it."
Yun Niang covered her mouth and snickered, then stood in front of him and told him the accounts of various banks one by one.
After a series of account figures were reported, Yang Lin had already lost interest and looked at the woman with great interest.
She was wearing a long crimson silk skirt with a bright red peony embroidered on it. The silk was the famous Sichuan brocade. Because it was made of tussah silk, it was half heavier than the ordinary mulberry silk. The brocade was made of The texture is exquisite and dense, with full drape. Looking from behind, you can see the almost perfect outline of the buttocks, with full and attractive curves, as plump as if they are about to fall down.
Yang Lin listened half-heartedly, kicked off his boots and stretched out his feet to touch the full-moon bullseye. The touch was like stepping on a freshly steamed bun.
Yun Niang gently patted off the offending foot and pursed her lips backwards. Yang Tianai was sitting at the desk settling accounts, her little hands clicking and her abacus slipping smoothly.
Yang Lin thought to himself that this slut was originally the most gentle and submissive, but now she has learned to be cunning and cunning. She often doesn't follow her own will, so he has to look for opportunities to find faults and give her a beating to give her a tight skin.
Just when he was thinking of any reason to cause trouble, someone knocked on the door lightly. Yang Lin waved his hand. Yun Niang went to open the door. Yin Muhong said hello to her. Knowing that this was the housekeeper of Yang Lin's money bag, she asked very politely. Said: "Is Shaozai inside?"
Yun Niang smiled and said: "Da Lang is checking the account books inside. Sir, come with me."
Entering the room, Yang Lin lay lazily on his gums, not looking at the account book. He looked at him and asked: "Why are you back so soon? I asked you to give Cai Jing a gift, have you delivered it?"
Yin Muhong whispered: "Young Zai, take a look at this."
After speaking, he rolled out the scroll and saw Cai Jing's familiar handwriting on it.
Yang Lin read out softly and frowned: "Cai Jing is not such a stingy person. I didn't beat his grandson, and you didn't tell me the whole story?"
Yin Muhong sighed and asked: "Shao Zai, have you sent someone to trace Cai Tong's background?"
Yang Lin stood up suddenly and said angrily: "Mom, you are careless. This old thief is not a fuel-efficient lamp."
Yin Muhong rolled his eyes in his heart. You sent someone to check someone else's dirt when you had nothing to do. You suppressed your energy and harmed others. Now you are cursing people, let alone Cai Jing. No one would be embarrassed to deal with this matter. .
"What do you think?" Yang Lin asked.
Yin Muhong smiled awkwardly and said: "Young Zai, the matter has come to this, there is no other way. It is just to block it with soldiers and cover it with water. Besides, the power of you and Taishi Cai combined is not as powerful as Liang Shicheng. He will not take action rashly." "
This time, his bad intentions showed up, and Yang Lin immediately lost his face and said, "It's possible that he can't defeat Liang Shicheng now, but if he eats me alive, he can fight with Liang Shicheng." Let’s compete.”
The two of them sighed, and there was another knock on the door outside. After a while, Yun Niang came over and said, "Da Lang, Pan Yi's consort next door invites you to come over for lunch."
Yang Lin didn't have a clue for a moment. After hearing this, he spread his hands and said: "Forget it, let's use the soldiers as you said to block it. 'Human feelings are easy to change, and the weather is easy to fall.' In the Great Song Dynasty, I want to see you. Who is the green mountain and who is the cloud with me?"