"Father, everything in the capital has been done. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Qi Jinzhi hurriedly walked into the study and replied in a low voice.

Qi Ling sat behind the desk first, leaned back in the chair, and nodded. They took such a lot of effort, even the ancestors were disturbed, if this matter could not be done again, it would be too much to say.

His fingers lightly tapped on the armrest of the chair, and Qi Lingxian lightly ordered, "Since Zhao Geng believes it, let's simply sing more satisfactorily." Well, you can go and buy two more shops or a grange and come back. It's still the same, it has to be an industry under the name of Dongqi. ”

Qi Jinzhi was a little puzzled, "Father, just buy a small shop." Why all the fanfare? ”

Isn't the primary goal of their Qi family to be dormant, the more low-key they are, the better.

The world feels that the Qi family has fallen, economic embarrassment is deserved, and the Qi family is also used to pretending to be poor.

Wouldn't it be suspicious to take out a large amount of money unscrupulously?

Qi Lingxian heard the deep meaning of his son's words, and said with a smile: "You have been an official in the southwest for three years, and the caravan of the Xie family transports a large number of goods from the southwest every other month. The Qi family should keep a low profile, that's for sure. But don't overdo it. Bo Yan, the most suspicious person in the palace, if we hide it and lead him to suspicion, it is better to take the initiative to show some. ”

Qi Jin was thorough at one point, and said busily: "It's still the father who thinks thoughtfully, and the son understands." My son will do it. Someone asked, and the son said that after his father returned to his hometown, he saw that his ancestors were lonely, and he felt sorry for his ancestors, so he gritted his teeth and took out all the surplus money in the family, which was used to redeem the ancestral property of the Qi family.

This just echoes Qi Lingxian's 'nightmare' rhetoric, true and false can confuse the eyes of the world.

Qi Lingxian was very satisfied, and added: "Regardless of the shop or the grange, choose two at random, buy them and hand them over to Qi Lingtao to take care of." In the past few years, Zu Qi has been taken care of thanks to them. ”

Although Qi Lingtao is greedy for money and timid, he can't share weal and benetime, but in the end, he is a brother with the same surname, as long as it is within his ability, Qi Lingxian does not refuse to help them.

Besides, it doesn't cost a few dollars, as long as Qi Lingtao guards the clansmen in Luoyang and urges the juniors to study and practice martial arts, the Qi clan can reproduce and prosper, and Qi Lingxian will be satisfied.

“…… Yes, the son saved. ”

Qi Jinzhi can't say that he likes or hates the people in Luoyang, for him, these people are too strange, but for the sake of the same surname 'Qi', he is also happy and generous.

After all, Qi Jinzhi is really not short of money, and to borrow the words of his family Luo, 'what can be solved with money is not a big deal'.

Qi Lingtao is mediocre and can be regarded as a small person, but sometimes small people can also set off huge storms.

This truth is well understood, and many smart people also understand it.

For example, Yang Jiye.

"Oh, what you say is true?"

He sat upright in his own hall, and in front of him knelt a shivering young woman.

"Well, so that the adults know that what the servant says is true, and if there is a lie of half a word, the servant will thunder and thunder in the sky, and he will not die well."

The woman raised her head, tears were in her beautiful face, and with her slender figure, she looked even more pitiful.

"The maid's sister died tragically for no reason, and before she died, she secretly told the slave that she had accidentally heard her master's secret, and was afraid that she would be killed, and as a result, within two days, the poor sister of the maidservant was found in the well."

The woman cried mournfully, with a hint of anger and hatred in her voice, "They said that the maid's little sister fell into the well by accident. But the servant didn't believe it, it was clear that someone had killed her. ”

Yang Jiye frowned, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to sue the master?" ”

A hint of hesitation flashed in the woman's eyes, and after struggling for a long time, Fang nodded vigorously: "That's right, the maid, the maid, the maid, can't let the sister die in vain." ”

Yang Jiye said coldly: "Then do you know that there is a provision in the "Great Qi Law" that the slave sues the master, no matter who is right or wrong, the slave and maid must be roded for twenty first. ”

This 'cane' is not a wooden cane used by a small household, but a serious military cane, twenty canes to beat down, to say that she is a weak woman, even a man with five big and three thick can't stand it.

The so-called 'twenty rods' is just synonymous with 'death'.

The woman was really frightened and changed her face, but soon, she seemed to think of something, looked at Yang Jiye directly, and asked word by word: "But what if the main family is unpredictable and intends to rebel?" ”

"What? What did you say? ”

Yang Jiye stood up abruptly and asked sharply.

A few days after the capital was stable, how did you come up with a 'rebellion'?

Today, the woman stopped his car frame on the street, shouting injustice, Yang Jiye thought that the case involved was nothing more than being persecuted by the powerful or bullied by corrupt officials, he never imagined that he was involved in such a big right and wrong.

Who is it? Who is trying to harm me?

Or does someone want to use him Yang Jiye to calculate the British government?

Yang Jiye is a side branch of the British government, although he is not a descendant, but because of his intelligence and studiousness, he has been valued by the British government since he was a child.

Over the years, he has relied on the British government to rise all the way to the fourth grade of the imperial history, and his career is very good, and he can definitely be called the number one young man in the capital.

Yang Jiye is related to the British public rest, so he naturally doesn't want to affect the family because of himself.

He stared at the woman with a very unkind look in his eyes. He doesn't mind killing people if he had to.

The woman seemed to be out of the way, raised her chin, and said strongly: "The servant is shallow, but she also knows that as an official of the imperial court, it is absolutely taboo to spy on the privacy of hundreds of officials, and use this as a threat to blackmail and even control hundreds of officials." My lord, do you say yes or no? ”

"Spying on the privacy of hundreds of officials? Is there such a thing? ”

Yang Jiye's expression became more and more solemn.

This is indeed not a trivial matter, and once it is revealed, it will definitely cause an uproar in the court.

That's the way it is, the sage wanted to control the hundred officials, so he first got a brocade guard, and then secretly set up a brocade guard, but whether it was a brocade scale guard or a brocade guard, they were all synonymous with spies.

These people are pervasive, constantly monitoring the words and deeds of officials.

The civil and military officials hated this, and even if the saint was strong, everyone had a lot of complaints in private.

The saint also knew that Jinyiwei was unpopular, and he turned a blind eye to the upright ministers who occasionally jumped out to impeach Jinyiwei.

The saint is a king, and it is not easy to snoop on the privacy of the ministers with confidence, if any courtiers dare to do this, it is definitely a great crime and a bad intention!

Once the crime is confirmed, not only does the saint want this person's life, but even the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty will not let him go!

Yang Jiye's mind was full of thoughts, he wanted to know who that person was, and he was afraid that this matter would implicate his own family or acquaintances.

Just as he hesitated, the woman said hatefully, "It is true. The maid's sister specially told the maid's ...... before the accident He also handed over a blood letter to the servant, detailing Qu Jincai's channels for collecting the secrets of hundreds of officials......"

Qu Jincai?

Are there any powerful or wealthy families with the surname Qu in Beijing?

Yang Jiye narrowed his eyes, and his brain was running rapidly......

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