"My little girl is so unscrupulous in her words and deeds that it makes you laugh."
Hua An saw the man in black disappearing and gradually blending into the dusk. He turned slightly and apologized to the middle-aged scribe behind him.
"It doesn't matter, as the saying goes, Dao simply outspoken, and the young lady outperforms us old people in the Hongheng bank account." Yan Lutai said kindly and comforted, "After hiding it for so many years, I suddenly realized that my father still has such a
With a concubine living outside, it’s no wonder that the resentment in the young lady’s heart has not subsided for so long.”
As the founder of the Hongheng bank account, Yan Lutai's status in Washington was by no means that of a public accountant. From the first day when Yan Lutai was removed from Cunyi Bank, Hua An did not treat him as an outsider.
Therefore, everything in the Washington Palace was never kept secret. Even when Hua'an learned that the brothel woman was three months pregnant, Yan Lutai was responsible for it. After using thunderous means to silence the few people who knew the inside story, he secretly arranged for a nearby county.
After the baby boy was born, Yan Lutai made plans and handed him over to Tianshui Pavilion. He arranged for the baby boy to be the master of Tianshui Pavilion at a high price.
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"If I hadn't made such a trick to the master, raising the baby boy in Washington, and explaining it to the lady earlier, I think no matter what, we wouldn't have ended up in this situation." Yan Lutai seemed to be thinking of something.
, sighed and looked dejected, "It was my mistake. I should have thought that Tianshui Pavilion would never train the young master into a master-like figure."
If Hua Xiang was a boy and had the status of a legitimate son, no matter how many bastards Hua An raised outside the house, there would be no possibility of replacing him. However, Hua Xiang was born from Hua An's first wife, and he was also extremely smart and talented.
It's a pity that as a woman, she sometimes has to do some rash things. Moreover, Hua'an has been relatively healthy in recent years. In recent years, the government has spared no effort to purchase elixirs for longevity in the states southeast of Dayao. If nothing unexpected happens,
Come to think of it, Hua'an is still less than half a century old, and it is unknown whether he will be in charge of the Hongheng bank account for another twenty years.
"Don't blame yourself. Looking back, it's not because I failed to control the thing under my crotch." Hua An said with a bitter smile, "It was also because I didn't think carefully at the time and didn't expect that the brothel woman could actually find out the identity of the guest.
He was so audacious, but he failed to be ruthless enough to eradicate the situation as soon as possible, which is why he ended up in such a mess now."
Hua An hates people threatening him the most in his life. According to the temperament of the Huafu family head when he was young, the brothel girl even wanted to save her life, let alone the eternal dream of a mother relying on her son. The brothel girl and the child in her womb
The safe placement of the fetus was a compromise proposed by Yan Lutai, the old man in Washington. Maybe as he got older, the little girl Hua Xiang became wiser and suddenly gave birth to a child as if it fell from the sky. After all, her thoughts were still the same.
A little softer.
"That's fine. If he is really as useless as Xiang'er said, then this move is equivalent to arranging an extra escape route."
This time, all efforts are being made to support him and Yanyulou to revive in Jiangzhou. If it succeeds, not only will he have a place to settle down, but the Hongheng Bank will also be able to expand his business routes in Jiangzhou. Otherwise, his remaining business will be preserved.
He is a stable and wealthy man, and Hua An will never feel any debt to him again.
Jiangzhou Wuhang City, the Qin family, Gongzi Xiang.
Suzhou Heqingcheng, Washington, Hua'an.
Qin and Hua merged with Jiangzhou, and the outcome was uncertain.
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"Brother Su, why do you need so much ordnance here? You can barely cope with the loss and replacement of a hundred powerful crossbows during the exercise, but the many arrows and armor have to be registered every time they are taken out of the warehouse for each exercise. Although I am in charge of Suzhou’s military supply reserve, I am just a small official with a big sesame seed size. I can’t decide on such a big thing..."
The man with a general's belly who once used his tongue to pull Wei Changpan to drink during a banquet, even though he was wearing official uniform, his belly and buttocks were so protruding that he could not show any dignity.
Cao Shenjun, a soldier surnamed Tang, looked at the order handed over by Su Qilian word by word with a sullen face. Then he couldn't help but feel dizzy. He finally regained consciousness and argued with Su Qilian who was staring at him with a sad face, "These many ordnances are more than enough to arm a hundred men. Is it possible that Brother Su has the idea of raising a private army? But why do you remember that Brother Su retired from the Jinzhou Army..."
"The Yajiang of the North Camp of the state army is not much better than a soldier like you, Cao Cao, who joins the army."
Early the next morning after the banquet, Su Qilian led Wei Changpan and the Jinzhou military attache to visit the private residence of Cao Canjun, a soldier named Tang. He went straight to the point and handed the latter a neat list of supplies of ordnance. Wei Changpan did not expect that it seemed rude. Su Qilian was actually able to write in regular regular script that was incomparable to him. He was also very experienced in the lines and rules. He must have put in a lot of hard work and could not be mastered overnight.
Speaking of which, the few volumes of books given to him by the old scholar in the town were not lost during his several escapes, but he still had no time to read them. Needless to say, the articles and principles in the books were just a few words. When I wrote the words, they were all crooked and twisted.
There is no need to say which one is more familiar, the pen I haven’t mentioned in several years or the knife I hold every day.
"Brother Su, it's not that brothers don't help each other, it's actually that everything on this list is important..."
"Nonsense." Su Qilian rolled his eyes, "If it's not something urgent, we can take care of it ourselves. There's no need for you to take action."
Poor Cao Junjun, a soldier named Tang who had been beaten for a long time, all the excuses he had come up with were washed away by Su Qilian's basin of cold water. He had to bite the bullet and said, "Brother Su, Brother Su, Su Jiangzhou, our Suzhou Unlike the Jinzhou Frontier Fortress where hundreds of battles were fought, there are only so many weapons that are replaced in the inventory every year. If such a large number is suddenly short, what if the Suzhou Prefectural Army has some drills, what will be used to replenish the inventory when it is needed? It is not good. Teach crossbowmen how to hold a slingshot bow..."
When Wei Changpan heard his words, he felt that his trip was probably going to be in vain, but he never thought that Su Qi even laughed and snorted, "Other people don't know that you treacherous custodians, how can I know?" ?Even the frontier army’s armaments had such a large number of vacancies in the beginning, but in the end they just lost the heads of a few insignificant petty officials, and how many times did it affect those of you who make big profits?”
"Today is no different than in the past. I only have this little wealth on hand, which is reserved for interrogation. If we really have to squeeze it out, I can squeeze it out with about ten or twenty crossbows and ten pieces of armor." Su Qilian exposed the old man's background. Bing Cao joined the army and tried his best to tuck in his bulging general's belly. He cried and argued, "There really isn't much. The Suzhou treasury only has so much space. They demolished the east wall to make up for the west wall..."
Wei Changpan had no interest in listening to these two veterans bickering, but he never thought about it.
The Bing Cao Canjun who was bargaining with Su Qilian stopped talking suddenly. He was a little curious and looked over again. He saw Su Qilian holding up a banknote and waving it in front of him with the gesture of teasing cats and dogs. The latter was breathing rapidly.
He opened his small mung bean eyes, and his gaze swayed back and forth along with the banknote. The fat body leaned forward slightly away from the nanmu chair.
"This place in Suzhou is not as profitable as the warehouse at Border Gate. After all these years in Suzhou, it is not easy for me to get some money for daily expenses." Tang surnamed caressed the banknote with a look of regret on his face.
Bingcao Shenjun changed his face again, straightened his expression, and Dayi Lingran said, "It just so happened that there have been banditry troubles in some hills in the southeast of Suzhou recently, and the soldiers in those state armies have been away from the battle formation for a long time, and they have been defeated in three or five battles in succession.
Not to mention the personal losses, the banditry is actually getting worse."
"Our general in Suzhou is also a man who cherishes feathers very much. Seeing that the suppression of the bandits failed, we people were also scolded three or five times. A while ago, there was a dog-headed military advisor who didn't know where in his brain he had the wrong string.
The proposal is to recruit local Jianghu sect warriors in Suzhou to form elite cavalry to wipe out the banditry in Suzhou."
The use of rivers and lakes forces to encircle and suppress mountain bandits coincides with the recruitment of warriors in Jinzhou. However, Wei Changpan inevitably underestimated the combat power of Suzhou's local state army, and the state army could not do anything.
The bandits on several mountaintops still had to gather local people to fight, and the fighting power was so unbearable.
"Isn't Tianshui Pavilion's power in Suzhou? Is it possible that such a large sect that spans several states can't afford hundreds of capable people?" Su Qilian, who knew a little bit about Jianghu sects, said impatiently, "How many people are there in Suzhou State Army Company?"
If you can't wipe out all the bandits, what else can you do? Is it possible that all of them will be fed and drank by you freeloaders?"
The soldier surnamed Tang, Cao Canjun, looked embarrassed and muttered: "Brother Su and all of you..."
"You want me and the others to help you suppress the bandits?"
"It's not that we don't want to help you. It's actually because I handed those things over to you today. In a few days, someone will see that half of the warehouse has been emptied, and the incident will be revealed. The officers who join the army are more powerful than those who have real power.
, after all, there are still few places where we can do anything." The sad-faced Bing Cao Canjun said calmly, "Three hills, as long as Brother Su helps to level the three hills, I don't dare to say that all these things will be given according to the order, and it will definitely not be a problem.
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"Is this true?"
"When Tang Huaili talks, he spits and nails."
Su Qilian didn't wait for the soldier Cao Canjun to say anything else, and took another banknote on his desk. When the latter took it with a smile and squinted his eyes, Su Qilian said with a stern expression, "I'll be back in twenty days."
Delivery equipment, you fat man, please don’t use some inferior second-rate or third-rate crossbow armor to replenish your supply, otherwise you will have a streak of fat on your body.”
Tang Huaili, who sent Su Qilian and his entourage out of the house with a wry smile, took out the two banknotes in his arms, put them close to his face and smelled them for a while, with a look of intoxication on his face. It's a pity that Tang Huaili will never give up in this life.
He may not know where these two banknotes were found, just like he doesn't know that Su Qilian likes to hide the banknotes in the soles of his boots.