Qin Shu was a little frustrated, in recent days, the pressure from above has been affected, and the people below have been blocked at the gate of the county government every day, if it is not solved as soon as possible, the spittle of the imperial history can drown himself.

The boss's speed was extremely fast, "Lord Qin, put these bad things aside, the noodle soup here is good, and I also came here." ”

"Then the next official is not welcome, all the princes are treated."

Qin Shu had a smile on his face.

"It's just the meaning of a few copper plates, isn't Lord Qin still able to eat poor?"

"How dare you ......"

Jiang Lan accompanied Qin Shu to listen to Qin Shu's "pouring bitter water", and he already had some clarity in his heart.

There is a criminal department and Dali Temple on this Jingzhao Mansion, and this Qin Shu is sandwiched in the middle, and it is indeed not a person inside and outside.

His aunt in the Yong'an Earl's Mansion did not show weakness at all, and she made a point everywhere, and she must bring that Liu Heng to justice. The identity of the Earl's Mansion of Yong'an was not enough, so the aunt relied on the name of her mother's British Mansion to exert pressure everywhere.

Xue Er's guy has been very busy because of this matter recently, and he has accompanied his eldest lady of the Yong'an Earl's Mansion to visit everywhere.

Poor Xue Er, he must not have Qin Shu's life to be good.

After eating the noodle soup, Jiang Lan said goodbye to Qin Shu and walked back to the mansion slowly and leisurely.

Unexpectedly, the wind and rain broke down halfway, and the originally clear sky suddenly fell in an instant.

Jiang Lan walked quickly to the eaves of the shop next to him and stood under the roof, and the stall next to him quickly packed up the goods.

The owner of the shop is a kind-hearted person, so please take shelter from the rain and sit down.

Jiang Lan declined the kindness of others, and stood under the eaves and watched the pedestrians and rain outside.

The rain was heavy and crackling, and soon there was a thin layer of standing water on the road.

Jiang Lan looked down at the stagnant water pouring into the small hole under the steps, and the ants were strung around.

Suddenly, there was a pair of silk-faced brocade boots in front of him, and on top of it was a cyan brocade robe embroidered with pear blossoms, Jiang Lan raised his head, and his eyes were a pair of deep eyes.

The man stood in front of him with an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, his satin-like black hair tied up with a white hosta.

"Master Gu?"

The man's thin lips were slightly outlined, and Jiang Lan only felt that the sound of rain around him was much quieter.

"Shizi, if you don't dislike it, I will send you back."

Jiang Lan instinctively wanted to retreat and distance herself, but her eyes with water lines made her unable to say a word of refusal.

The carriage was the same as the last time I saw it, with comfortable fox fur and a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves wafting from the copper incense burner, which made people very relaxed.

Tea was warm on one side of the carriage, and the hand like white jade porcelain held the teacup, "Shizi taste?" ”

Jiang Lan took it, and the slightly hot teacup was just warm in the palm of her hand.

"Ahem"

Jiang Lan, who had been looking down at the teacup, raised his eyes when he heard the sound, only to see that his sickly white face was flushed with a cough.

Sure enough, as Yu Yuan said, he was weak.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and the dawn of the imperial horse outside said, "Childe, the Weiguo Mansion has arrived." ”

Gu Yan got out of the carriage first and stood on the side of the carriage with an oiled paper fan.

When Jiang Lan came out, he found that his ordinary clothes were soaked in the rain, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

"Thank you for today's events, Grand Prince Gu should go back to the house earlier, don't hurt yourself."

The man nodded, but still stubbornly sent Jiang Lan up the steps.

The oil paper fan is not big, if it is one person, it can be taken care of, and it is okay for two people to be compact. But the eldest prince Gu deliberately separated himself from Jiang Lan at a distance, and the right side of his clothes was soaked in the rain.

Jiang Lan was not wet for half a time.

"Thank you, Grand Master Gu."

Because of his very similar face to the person in the dream, Jiang Lan didn't want to have anything to do with it, so after thanking him, he turned around and went back to the mansion.

Seeing Jiang Lan's figure disappear completely, Gu Yan turned around and got into the carriage. Outside, the dawn turned the carriage around, but it was in his heart.

How do you feel that your son-in-law is very different from this cousin? What the hell is weird, Dawn can't figure it out himself.

I just listened to the coughing sound in the car and became frequent, "Childe, let's go back to the house first, right?" Liu Heng's matter can be dealt with, and there is no need for the son to make a move. ”

"Ahem" Gu Yan coughed a few more times, "No, ahem, go to Qin Shu first." ”

Liming knew the temperament of his son, so he had to drive to Jingzhao Mansion.

When Jiang Lan returned to the mansion, he heard Xichi say that Jiang Cheng asked to see him.

"Let him come to the study."

Jiang Cheng's face was a little solemn when he came, and he found out the few Zhuangzi that Uncle Xiaotang handed over to him to take care of last time, and there were a few people in it who were more troublesome and tricky, and they were the dowries of Uncle Xiaotang's mother.

As a member of the Jiang family, it is unreasonable for him to interfere with the woman's makeup. Therefore, although Uncle Xiaotang tested his ability with these Zhuangzi, he only pointed out the problem and did not solve it.

Jiang Lan looked at the names on the list, and her brows were furrowed.

All of them are old guys who are slaves and bully their masters, and they seem to be merciless when they are punished, which hurts the hearts of the old people. If you don't punish it, you will do it under the banner of the Guogong Mansion, and if the blood account you provoke in the end is taken care of, the building will collapse.

In any case, there will be chaos over time.

"Xue Dafu of this Maple Leaf Villa is the wife of his wife, and now he is a 'character' in Zhuangzi," Jiang Wu glanced at Jiang Lan and saw that he was not displeased, but just frowned, and he had a plan in his heart.

"It is said that it is a 'character', but in fact, it is also relying on the love of the former master, and there are some means, and these flattering and bullying jobs have not been done for more than ten years."

"After more than ten years of accumulation, he has gathered a lot of people under him, who are domineering inside and outside the Zhuangzi, saying one thing or another, and putting Yinzi money......"

Jiang Lan looked at what the guy named "Xue Dafu" listed on the list had done over the years, and when the harvest was not good, he put a lot of money in print, and in the end, he forced the people on the farm to sell their sons and daughters, and the family was ruined.

What a bloodless killer!

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Wu arched his hand, "Although Xue Dafu is not benevolent, after all, he is an old man in his wife's marriage, and it is not good to do too much." ”

"That Xue Dafu's deed of sale is still in the hands of Uncle Xiaotang, it is better to collect his net worth, make a dozen big boards, and then ask people to sell it, as for the debts that Xue Dafu lent before, ......"

Jiang Wu looked at his little uncle, he had verified that Xue Dafu had issued a lot of debts in the name of Zhuangzi over the years, a considerable amount, half of which went into Xue Dafu's pocket, and half of them had not yet been recovered.

The money was distributed with the interests of Zhuangzi, and the loss was Uncle Xiaotang's silver taels.

Seeing Jiang Wu pause, Jiang Lan looked at him and looked hesitant and didn't know whether to talk about it or not.

"Those debts are gone, and they are not worth it for some money."

Jiang Wu sighed, he thought the same way, but if he really let him do his job as Uncle Xiaotang, I'm afraid it won't work. After all, it is easy to say that there are nearly tens of thousands of taels of silver after deducting the interest, and they are all credited with the proceeds of Zhuangzi, and in the final analysis, they are all Zhuangzi's silver.

If it was collected, his trip to Jiangnan would have been settled a long time ago.

"However, don't deal with that Xue Dafu first, wait for me to take a look."