When Wang Qi came out of the palace, it was already evening.

The frame of the Duke of Lang was driving steadily on the royal road, and the people who patrolled the capital and the Governor's Yamen saw the frame on the Mansion of the Duke of Guo, and they had already avoided it far away in advance, and they could not avoid standing on the side of the street and bowing down, waiting for the frame of honor to pass, and then leaving.

Wang Qi's mansion was very close to the palace, and it didn't take long for the frame to arrive at the entrance of the palace.

As soon as he got out of the car, Wang Shouxin had already stepped forward: "My lord, Fan Zhongjin has arrived at noon today, and he has been waiting in the front hall, waiting for the adults to come back." In addition, the cousin of the adult's family, Wang Zhengyi, also arrived, all in the front hall. ”

Three days ago, when Wang Qi had just returned to Beijing, Fan Zhongjin had already sent a letter, and the words of respect and respect almost overflowed the letter paper, and he couldn't wait to visit Wang Qi.

On the one hand, it was to report to Wang Qi about the trade between the Shanshan Commercial Bank and Horqin.

On the other hand, if the Fan family wants to become the head of the eight major trading houses, they must tightly hug Wang Qi's thigh, as long as Wang Qi supports it, then the Fan family can intervene in the commercial affairs of the entire Horqin and Gyeonggi regions, as well as the Shanxi region.

In the end, the Fan family is about to elect the next patriarch, and Fan Zhongjin wants to take this opportunity to meet Wang Qi for support.

As for the children of the Jiaodong Wang family, they came to visit

That is the relative sent by his uncle Wang Huazhen to help Wang Qi deal with the affairs of the clan.

"Tell Fan Zhong to go into the study and wait for me," Wang Qi walked through the front porch towards the backyard.

"What about Wang Zhengyi?" Wang Shouxin asked.

"Come one by one," Wang Qi waved his hand: "My own family, let him wait a little longer." ”

"Understood!" Wang Shouxin nodded and went to make arrangements.

As soon as he entered the study, Fan Zhongjin knelt on the ground with a plop: "Little Fan Zhongjin, meet Lord Guogong!" Grandpa Guo is blessed with Jin'an! ”

Wang Qi's study has always been only accessible to cronies, but Fan Zhongjin, as a businessman, a farmer and a businessman, at the end of the four elements, can let Wang Qi be treated as a cronie, how can he not be moved?

"Get up and sit down," Wang Qi pointed to the chair beside him, and the maid entered the room and brought tea to Fan Zhongjin.

"Recently, the border trade has been busy, how can you have time to come to the capital."

Respectfully took the teacup and gently placed it on the table, Fan Zhongjin turned around, bowed his head and said: "No matter how busy the business of the business is, it is also a minutiae, Grandpa Guo's side is fundamental, and the small ones are not sensible, but the truth of Ye Mao can only be understood by deep roots!" ”

"It's good if you have a heart," Wang Qi said noncommittally.

Fan Zhongjin smiled and continued:

"Thanks to your blessing, for several months, Shanxi has served as an intermediary channel, connecting the southeastern provinces and Horqin trade, the transaction volume and scale have tripled, and the commercial banks around the country are still expanding the trade market, Huguang, Zhejiang, Jiangsu, and even the border of Guangzhou, there are my three Jin commercial banks all over."

"This is the account book of the last three months, please look at it from Grandpa Guo," Fan Zhongjin took out a booklet from his sleeve and respectfully handed it to Wang Qi.

"Shanshan territory, how is this year's harvest?" Wang Qi's gaze swept over the ledger and then retracted it, and opened his mouth to ask the question he was most concerned about.

After all, most of the outstanding peasant Luo leaders in later generations came from the Shaanxi region.......

"Since the spring, north of Tongguan, east of Hanzhong, south of Longcheng, most of the harvests have been halved, and there are also those who have failed to harvest, and the life of the farmers is not good, and the gentry and landlords have also begun to cut back on food and clothing," for Wang Qi's question, Fan Zhongjin has long been prepared: "After the spring in these years, the fields are still cold, the bones of the frozen people are painful, and the croppers can't bear it, not to mention the delicate spring seedlings. or going south, they are all trying to survive, but they can't stay in the col and wait for death. ”

"Is there any action in the government yamen, grain officials, and state capitals?" Wang Qi took a sip of tea and asked.

"There is no food in the hands of the political secretary, no silver, and no manpower, mainly relying on the yamen of the state capitals to save themselves, but more is also a good woman who is difficult to cook without rice, those who starve to death continue to starve to death, those who flee continue to flee, and those who go into the mountains and forests and fall into the grass, the government has no spare strength to exterminate, especially in Hanzhong, the Mizhi area, the Wuthering Mountains and forests, there are many thieves who loot and kill, which is really a harm to one party!" Fan Zhongjin said, also took a sip of the teacup, as if remembering something, added: "However, recently, Xiao Ting said that Puzhou County, Shanxi Province has newly arrived in Yizhi County, but it is quite a means, just arrived, he promulgated the law of chaos, organized the disaster victims to save themselves, took the lead in reclamation, and asked for relief silver and food from the imperial court, first let the disaster victims have food, and at the same time borrowed troops from the military preparation road, and is organizing the encirclement and suppression of thieves in the Taihang Mountain area of Puzhou!" ”

"The magistrate of Puzhou?" Wang Qi raised his eyebrows, isn't that Guan Yunchang's hometown?

"It's like, what is Sun Zhixian called," Fan Zhongjin scratched his head, and he couldn't think of the words when he came to his mouth: "It's still a Jinshi." ”

Fu Zhi's soul was general, and a person suddenly popped up in Wang Qi's mind: "But it's called Sun Chuanting?" ”

"Huh!" Fan Zhongjin slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "Grandpa Guo is really a god, and the magistrate of Puzhou is called Sun Chuanting!" ”

"Grandpa Guo knows?" Fan Zhongjin asked cautiously.

If Wang Qi knows, it is not difficult for the Fan family to help Puzhou County.

"It's a talent," Wang Qi replied casually.

"Yes, it seems that he can do things," Fan Zhongjin also nodded: "Do you want to help a little one?" ”

"After you go back, help me keep an eye on the Shanxi area, especially the civil affairs from Lintong to Jiezhou, Sun Chuanting, you don't have to take the initiative to help do things, you can serve as the county magistrate and protect the villagers in the domain, which is what he should do. If he asks for it, he can take the initiative to help him solve his urgent needs. ”

"Then, the name of Grandpa Guo?"

"You don't need to mention me," Wang Qi shook his head: "Just contact him in the name of your Fan family." ”

"The little one understands!"

Fan Zhongjin stayed in Wang Qi's study for about an hour before kowtowing again and respectfully withdrew.

By this time, it was already dark.

"My lord, Wang Zhengyi is still waiting in the front hall, do you want to see him?" When the maid went into the study to clean up the teacup, Wang Shouxin also walked in to report.

"Take him to the main hall, he happens to be hungry, and inform the back kitchen to add a pair of dishes and chopsticks."

"Let's do it!"

Wang Qi got up and moved his waist, he was sore after sitting for a long time, and he was not so tired when he was marching and fighting in Liaodong.

After a short time, Wang Zhengyi, who had been waiting for almost a day, finally met Wang Qi in the main hall.

"Clan middle school students, Wang Zhengyi pays a visit to Grandpa Guo!" Wang Zheng sat for a day, but at this moment his face did not show the slightest impatience and grievance, only saw Wang Qi's excitement and apprehension, knelt on the ground, and bowed three times upright.

"My uncle is your uncle, you can also call me a cousin," Wang Qi beckoned: "Sit down and eat, sit down for a day, when you are hungry." ”

"Thank you. Thank you cousin! Wang Zheng swallowed his saliva, and only then sat down slowly at the table with Wang Qi's approval, hesitated, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and devoured them.

(End of chapter)