Huitong Money Village is a weapon for Qian Weizhen to accumulate wealth, and it is also his biggest capital in secret. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you want to negotiate conditions with Su Guangfu in the future, you can't do without the support of the cash cow of Huitong Bank, and the top priority is naturally to maintain its operation.

Qian Weizhen closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then shouted outside, and ordered the little servant to invite his staff Mr. Hou to come in and talk.

Five or six million taels of silver, if it were lined up in a carriage, it would be a long run. Set off from the capital to solve the urgent need of Yangzhou, Qian Weizhen did not do that ostentatious stupid thing.

When Mr. Hou came in, Qian Weizhen hurriedly told him a few words about the situation in Yangzhou, and wrote a few notes, on which his own private seal was left behind, and asked Mr. Hou to collect it personally.

Mr. Qian Weizhen ordered Mr. Hou to hurry all the way to Yangzhou with the note, and along the way transferred some silver from the hands of wealthy families such as the Liang family in Wuxi and the sticky family in Jiangyin, so as to temporarily solve the urgent need of Huitong Qianzhuang.

Mr. Hou is the most meticulous person, and has dealt with many difficult problems for Qian Weizhen, and is the first person to be used under Qian Weizhen.

The matter in Yangzhou was urgent, Mr. Hou didn't say anything superfluous, solemnly took Qian Weizhen's note, carefully put the small clothes in his arms, and set off that night.

The city gate had long been closed, and Qian Weizhen pretended to be a few dead soldiers who pretended to be entourage, took their name cards to open the city gate, and escorted Mr. Hou all the way out of the imperial city.

Because he suspected that the speed of the official ship was too slow, Mr. Hou did not take the wharf of the official government, but borrowed from the Cao Gang, and used their fast light boat to take a shortcut and go straight to Wuxi, wanting to find the Liang family to transfer some silver first.

Seeing off Mr. Hou, Qian Weizhen took a breath for a while. Thinking that as soon as Mr. Hou arrived in Yangzhou, he could naturally solve the problem of Huitong Bank. He repaired a letter, still using the code words agreed with Mrs. Zhen: "Don't be impatient, and wait for two more days." I know that Sanqiu is busy farming, and I have asked a helper to go. ”

After taking care of the affairs in Yangzhou, thinking about Mr. Hou's shortcut, the journey was only a few days, and the major event could not be delayed, Qian Weizhen temporarily put his mind at ease and turned his thoughts back to the account books of the household department.

Just thinking about it, I had a headache, and through the door of Nanmu Makeup in the outer study, the slight knock on the door was gentle and slow, which alarmed Qian Weizhen, who was still sitting in front of the desk.

Look at the Western-style self-striking bell in the corner of the wall, the hands are approaching the hour. He looked up in displeasure and asked, "Who is it?"

"Father, it's me, have you ever disturbed your official business?", Qian Gui's voice was melodious, and it was still pleasant through the door. Like a clump of newly opened vines on the branches, the dew bloomed, dripping wet in Qian Weizhen's ears, bringing him a bond of doting on his children, and the corners of his mouth that were originally tightly pursed were unconsciously soft.

Qian Weizhen closed the booklet spread out on the case, casually returned to the mezzanine inside, and smiled kindly: "It turned out to be Gui'er, come in and sit down."

Qian Gui was wearing a big red feather satin moon white lining cloak, with a small basket in his hand, and walked up to Qian Weizhen gently, bowed to him, and then rested the basket in his hand on the kang table.

When I opened it, it was a porridge and a meal, and two side dishes were taken out.

The porridge with minced pork and vegetables is sprinkled with a few sesame seeds, exuding steaming heat, the mille-feuille pretzel is crispy and fragrant, and there is a plate of bad duck letter and a plate of nut bitter gourd, which is light and fragrant.

"My daughter asked Ah Cheng under your hand, and since my father returned to the house, he has been sitting in the outer study to deal with official business, and he has not even had dinner. Autumn nights are getting cooler, and you can use a bowl of hot porridge to drive away the cold in your stomach. Looking at the little maid setting the meal, Qian Gui took off the cloak on her body and said to Qian Weizhen thoughtfully.

Qian Weizhen's study uses an egg-sized night pearl as a lamp, and the halo is bright and soft.

Under the pearlescent reflection, Qian Gui's face was gentle and indifferent, and she was wearing a brocade dress embroidered with rose and purple embroidered with gold peonies.

Qian Weizhen patted the back of her daughter's hand with relief, her eyes were full of relief: "Gui'er has a heart, my father just thought about some official business, but he delayed dinner, which made you worry in vain." ”

There was a gurgling sound in his stomach, smelling the aroma of minced porridge, Qian Weizhen really felt hungry in his belly. On the minced pork porridge made by his daughter, Qian Weizhen ate two pretzels, sandwiched a few duck letters, and sighed with satisfaction.

There was warmth in my abdomen, my thoughts gradually became flexible, and my heart was relaxed. Qian Weizhen motioned to the girl to serve herself another half bowl of porridge, and picked up a few pieces of bitter gourd for dinner.

When Qian Gui first heard that his father had come back, he locked himself in the outer study, for fear that there would be something important in the court. She couldn't ask a boudoir daughter, but she understood that her father was not easy now, so she cooked porridge and brought it for her father.

Seeing that his father had a good appetite, Qian Gui was also secretly relieved, and when the maid put away the dishes, Qian Gui didn't want to disturb his father's work, so he wanted to get up and say goodbye.

After days of overthinking, the Sichuan character lines on Qian Weizhen's forehead deepened a little, Qian Gui was used to pain and worry, bit her lower lip lightly, and persuaded: "Father is busy with state affairs, so he must also take care of his body." As the saying goes, thinking about it for a long time hurts the body, so why don't my father take advantage of the fact that the second brother is still in the house, play a few games of chess with him, or joke with the grandchildren of Ke'er Huai'er. When the second brother returned to Jingzhou, I don't know when I will see you again. ”

The two sons have already started a family, and they also have children around their knees, each with their own world, and now they don't really worry about Qian Weizhen. After thinking about it, only the little girl in front of him reassured him.

The daughter has already turned seventeen, and she is still in the boudoir, and she is already considered an older age among the nobles of the imperial city.

It's not that no one has proposed marriage, and some time ago, the embroidered shoes of the official media had already smoothed the lintel of the Qian Mansion. It's just that her daughter doesn't spit out, Qian Weizhen is still reluctant to take the orders of her parents to press, and rashly sets up a marriage for her daughter that she doesn't like.

From the beginning of his daughter's love, he only liked one Su Duhan in his heart, Qian Weizhen didn't know Qian Gui's heart, and it wasn't as Qian Gui guessed, he looked down on the identity of the orphans and widows of King An's mansion.

He was hindering himself from vacillating between Emperor Chongming and Su Guangfu. According to the current situation, it was only a matter of time before Su Duhan raised his army, but Emperor Chongming was still in the dark.

In the future, there will be an injury when the two tigers fight, and it is uncertain who will kill the deer.

Qian Weizhen was afraid that he would bet on the wrong treasure and take his life for the rest of his life. It doesn't matter if you have an old life, but it's a pity that your future generations have a good future.

Therefore, Qian Weizhen was undecided, and he did not dare to decide on his daughter's marriage.

Time waits for no one, he hesitates here, but his daughter is young and fleeting, and he counts to eighteen when he sees it. If you say that you are not in a hurry, I am afraid it is a lie.

remembered that her daughter had persuaded her to retreat bravely in the past, and there was really a bit of insight in her words, and Qian Weizhen really regretted not being at the beginning. Now I feel that it is difficult to ride a tiger, and I am afraid that it is not so easy to retreat and withdraw.