Extraordinary times.

Yang Ziqian didn't want his subordinates to give birth to these random conjectures for no reason and interfere with his judgment.

Facing this awe-inspiring gaze, Yang Shantang was excited.

He quickly explained, "...... The third grandmother of the Shen family's new entrance is extraordinary! ”

Yang Ziqian's eyes flashed.

Yang Shantang breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "As early as two months ago, she encouraged Mrs. Shen to secretly throw the hoarding of grain to us, but Master Shen was obsessed with money and didn't listen to her. ”

Yang Ziqian sat up straight.

"It's true!" Yang Shantang thought he didn't believe it, "This is what we heard with our own ears in the Shen family's inner house." ”

Yang Ziqian still looked straight at Yang Shantang, he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"You mean, she thought of this two months ago?"

"It was two months ago!" Yang Shantang affirmed.

"Two months ago...... Yang Ziqian's voice muttered, "what were we doing then?" ”

At that time, he didn't seem to be aware of the huge risks behind the crazy rise in food prices!

As soon as this thought flashed, cold sweat broke out on Yang Ziqian's forehead.

Yang Shantang didn't notice that Yang Ziqian's face was wrong, he replied seriously, "Uncle just got the letter of the nobles in the capital at that time, and he was wholeheartedly raising food, really ......" The voice stopped abruptly.

If this idea is really adopted by Master Shen, the consequences of the Yang family will be unimaginable!

finally understood what Yang Ziqian was really struggling with.

Yang Shantang fell in a cold sweat.

"That's not all, half a month ago. As soon as we threw the grain, she found out...... "I was afraid that I would miss something again, delaying Yang Ziqian's judgment, so he simply poured beans into a bamboo tube and said in detail about Zhao Qing's repeated persuasion of the eldest master to stop collecting grain." Mrs. Shen almost broke up with her for this...... Even the old lady of the Shen Mansion said that her vision and knowledge were comparable to that of Shen Huaiyu in the world. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, "Fortunately, their Shen family has an ancestral training that women are not allowed to interfere in business, otherwise, the uncle will ...... her."

Thinking of defeat, there is no doubt that the four words are suspected of mocking Yang Ziqian for not being as good as a woman.

Yang Shantang swallowed back the words on his lips again, and said instead, "It's going to take a lot of trouble." ”

Is she really that smart?

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Yang Ziqian immediately shook his head again. "It's just hearsay, and the good hall can't indiscriminately increase the morale of others."

"The slave also heard that this Shen San Grandma is not ordinary." Yang Hong, who had stepped on Shen's house, interjected, "See that you are hoarding grain to make money." Even the maids and mothers-in-law of the Shen Mansion joined in hoarding grain, but after the three grandmothers entered the door, they strictly ordered that no one in her house was allowed to hoard grain, not only that. She also persuaded the old lady to withdraw the money. made everyone complain for a while...... Now those minions who were forced to withdraw by her are grateful and hate to kowtow to her and call her ancestors. Sighing, "Only the other minions have suffered, and many of them have taken their houses and fields out...... Everyone even has the heart to die. ”

"It's ...... It's true? ”

Yang Ziqian's tone stammered a little.

"It's true!" Yang Shantang and Yang Hong said in unison.

A smear of light flashed in Yang Ziqian's eyes.

"So, did she really discover the secret path and hide it beforehand?"

"Even if she did, how could she have guessed that we were going to steal?" Yang Hong was a little discouraged and entered the mansion once. He didn't even expect to rummage through Shen San's grandmother's bedroom.

In the hands of a woman, he felt that his face was lost.

Such a sensitive thing. As long as you have a little brain, you can think of this, and glanced at Yang Hong lightly, Yang Ziqian was speechless.

Yang Shantang remembered that Zhao Qing was a woman who had drunk Meng Po soup.

His body shook, "They all say that she has been to the underworld, and she can not know the prophet!" His tone trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes to look at Yang Ziqian.

Inexplicably, Yang Ziqian's face turned pale.

The room was surprisingly quiet.

"The slave will go to Shen San's grandmother's house overnight to look for it?" Yang Hong said suddenly.

"It's okay......" Yang Shantang nodded, "The map may be in her house." The voice suddenly paused, and he shook his head again, "It's not as good as Shen Huaiyu's study, there is no one in it at night...... This black light is blinding, Shen San's grandmother's house is not easy to turn, once ......" groaned slightly, and gritted his teeth fiercely, "If you don't do it, Hongye might as well simply stole her out of the stun, and he will definitely be able to ask for it." ”

If you can't find that secret road, the Yang family will die.

Non-toxic not husband.

At this time, there is no mercy anymore.

After weighing it for a long time, it was the only way, while commanding, Yang Shantang looked at Yang Ziqian.

Yang Ziqian nodded blankly.

The torture secret road is a small matter, and subconsciously, he wants to firmly envelop the women who have amazed him one after another.

……

Lijing Pavilion.

Zhao Qingzheng took Zihao and gently dyed one of the petals of a seven-leaf flower on rice paper yellow.

One day.

There are still six days, I wonder if she can safely wait until the day of the winter solstice?

“…… Is there really a seven-colored flower in this world that can fulfill any wish of people? Looking at the seriousness of Zhao Qing's painting, Chunlan's eyes blinked.

It's just a fairy tale she read in her previous life, right?

I wanted to make a calendar, but I was afraid that the careful Chunlan Xia Zhu would find out the anxiety in her heart, and she couldn't sink into her home and show her feet in front of outsiders, so Zhao Qing imitated the pattern of the ninety-nine fire picture and drew this seven-colored flower.

One petal a day, seven petals are painted, just in time for the winter solstice.

The little maid was curious and asked her what she was drawing, and she simply made it up and told them about the Soviet writer in her previous life. Kateev's fairy tale, "...... The flower has seven petals, yellow, red, blue, green, orange, purple, and blue, and one petal is one color, and whatever you want, you tear off one petal, throw it out, and say, 'Fly, fly!' I'm going to ......' and it'll do it for you.'" ”

She just talked casually, but she didn't expect these little girls who had never heard of fairy tales to take it seriously and ask one after another.

Is there really a seven-colored flower in this world that can fulfill any human wish?

Zhao Qing smiled self-deprecatingly.

Hehe, she hopes to have it too.

Don't want seven petals, she only needs one.

She has only one wish, to be able to return to the future, to her parents, to her business empire.

Just like what happened here was just a dream!

A little maid knocked on the door and came in, "The old lady is here." ”

Zhao Qing was startled, and hurriedly put down his pen and went out.

“…… Grandma just sent someone to call her daughter-in-law if she had something, why did she come in person? Personally helped the old lady sit on the kang, and while ordering Xia Zhu to serve tea and snacks, Zhao Qing complained in his mouth.

"If you can't stay in the house, you can wander around." The old lady laughed.

Is that so?

Old lady, I'm afraid you're also restless, right?

Looking at the old lady's loving smile, inexplicably, Zhao Qing wiped her sadness.

Fortunately, she never saw her thoughts on her face, and she smiled lightly and talked to the old lady about the flowers raised by Sister-in-law Liu.

Afraid of touching the fear buried in the bottom of their hearts, both of them avoided mentioning the matter of hoarding food.

After drinking a pot of tea, Sister-in-law Liu's picture of a hundred flowers was also turned from beginning to end by the old lady who has always liked flowers and plants the most.

In the end, the old lady's topic still circled to hoarding grain.

“…… The relationship between the Yang family and Lord Zhu is extraordinary, you say, will he intercede with Lord Zhu and ask Commander Fu to cancel the right to cooperate in the past ten years? ”

The grain was thrown to the Shen family at a high price, and Heng Zhu had already made a lot of money, if there was no right to cooperate in the past ten years.

The Yang family, will you let go?

Without Yang Ziqian, who is known as Zhongzhou Tao Zhugong, colluding with the government to secretly suppress food prices, the Shen family will always have a chance, right?

"I've thought about this too." Zhao Qing shook his head, "Resolutely take out the right to cooperate for ten years, Commander Fu is afraid that someone will give up, so he won't help him lower the price." He shook his head again, "In the end, it's not government affairs, and I'm afraid that Lord Zhu won't say anything about this matter." ”

If you are not afraid of crushing people away, why did Fu Wannian throw out ten years of cooperation rights?

Thinking about it, the old lady's face suddenly darkened again.

She looked worriedly at the heavy snow outside the window, "The eldest lady just received a letter from the eldest master, saying that Lord Zhu was invited to the capital to command the envoys, and I don't know how they discussed?" (To be continued......)