Wu Jiayi is going crazy.
How come the big house that my good brother-in-law lives in is taken back by the bankers?
The manager from Wantong Bank had a kind face, a pleasant smile, and was very easy to talk to. "It's okay to move out in an hour. Oh, it's still raining today, so just give me half an hour more."
There were probably only twenty or thirty strong men standing behind him, all of them expressionless, not even wearing bamboo hats, letting the spring rain wet their faces.
Qin Xiangxiang checked the deposit, and it had her father's signature in regular script and his fingerprints on it.
The steward is not afraid of checking the votes: "Madam Qin, you can go to the government to verify it. In our Wantong Bank, real gold is not afraid of fire."
The banknotes in Qin Xiangxiang's hands were all from Wantong Bank.
Wantong Bank has not many branches in Kyoto, only five or six, but each one is extremely impressive.
Wu Jiayi cursed: "No wonder we were asked to live here. It turned out that it had been mortgaged to others a long time ago."
She was afraid that the manager of the bank would be careless, so she quickly clarified: "We are not the Qin family. The things we take away belong to us, so don't stop us."
The manager of the bank nodded slightly: "Our bank only takes over the house and doesn't care about anything else." Qin Guanlan is from a poor family, and his background is not deep. Except for the big house he lives in, which is valuable, nothing else is worth anything. Besides, when Qin Guanlan left Beijing, he had already taken away the most valuable things.
Wu Jiayi suddenly became happy again and directed the Zhong family to take away everything they could.
In addition to Mrs. Wang, the Qin family also has a cook in the kitchen, three rough girls, five rough ladies, an old porter who looks after the door, and an extremely old groom.
Before Qin Xiangxiang could ask any questions, the cook said openly, "Madam, we are all hired. As long as Madam can pay off this month's monthly payment, we will leave immediately."
The wages were not much, and I paid two bills in total.
When the cook left, the old concierge and the groom remained.
What the old concierge said was leaking: "Madam, old slave, old slave, I have nowhere to go..."
The groom looked at Qin Xiangxiang blankly, obviously not realizing what happened.
Well, except for Hongxiu and Tianxiang, the Qin family only has a few old, disabled and weak people left.
The steward of Wantong Bank brought a clock and said, "Ms. Qin, can you help me?"
Qin Xiangxiang coughed a few times, his voice cracking badly: "Do you want to be paid?"
The manager of Wantong Bank choked up. He was just being polite, but he didn't expect Mrs. Qin to take it seriously. However... Qin Guanlan was only driven to the border by the emperor and was not demoted. Maybe he could one day turn around.
That's all, he just wants to be a good Samaritan.
"What do you want Mrs. Qin to move? Where will she move?" the steward asked kindly.
Qin Xiangxiang immediately took out a pamphlet from his sleeve pocket: "It's not much, that's it!"
That is, the dowry given to her by Mrs. Zhong and the books in her father's study.
Although it's not worth much, she doesn't want to take advantage of others.
The manager of the bank: "..." The eldest lady of the Qin family must be missing something in her brain.
But now that the words were out of his mouth, he had to do them. Otherwise, how can we run a bank?
The spring rain continued, and things were easy to do when there were many people. Qin Xiangxiang crossed the threshold without hesitation, without even looking back.
The bank manager stood at the door, squinting as he watched the motorcade go away. Oh, the motorcade was sponsored by the bank, and the Qin family only had a small and shabby carriage.
The manager of the bank thought to himself: "This eldest lady of the Qin family is quite calm. I don't know if she is slow to react or if she really has such a demeanor."
But no matter what, no one cried, acted, hung, hit the wall, and no one alerted the government. This trip was perfect.
Qin Xiangxiang was now the only master of the Qin family and took a seat in the motorcade. Hongxiu and Tianxiang crowded beside her.
Tian Xiang's face looked a little ugly. This life is getting worse every day. It would be better for the eldest lady to just marry Ma Sizhi.
Although Ma Sizhi's official rank is low, he is still an official.
She was a straight-tempered person, so she thought in her mind and couldn't help but said it out: "Madam, if you are kicked out, you might as well marry Ma Sizhi..."
Hong Xiu quickly glared at her, what did she say? !
When Cao Cao arrived, Qin Xiangxiang heard a gentle voice outside asking: "This is Mother Wang, what's going on?"
It was Ma Sizhi.
Mrs. Wang didn't get into position, so she could only follow the carriage.
Ma Sizhi still remembers Mrs. Wang.
Qin Xiangxiang dug a gap and saw Ma Sizhi wearing official uniform, still looking haggard.
Mrs. Wang was actually holding back her anger. When someone asked, she wished she could pour the beans into the bamboo tube and explained clearly. Just as she was about to speak, Qin Xiangxiang's voice sounded like a broken gong: "Mother Wang."
Mrs. Wang immediately withered and said, "Hello, Ma Sizhi, we are moving."
Hearing that Qin Xiangxiang didn't want to say more, Ma Sizhi just smiled and said, "I wish everything goes well."
He has nothing to do with Qin Xiangxiang. Qin Xiangxiang is an unmarried girl, and it is not easy for him to visit her.
Ma Sizhi was about to leave, but suddenly stopped: "Ms. Qin, are you going to move to the foot shop in Shuichuan Alley?"
Mrs. Wang nodded quickly. Fortunately, there is a dowry foot shop for ladies, otherwise they would have to live on the streets tonight.
Ma Sizhi said: "Previously, Mrs. Qin asked Ma to inquire about the head fee in Waterwheel Alley. Ma asked his colleagues and they said that there was no such thing. Although Waterwheel Alley is remote, it is at the foot of the emperor. No one dares to The yin and yang go against each other. As long as the merchants pay taxes according to the law, everyone in Dasheng will be treated equally."
"I'll spare you the trouble, Ma Si." Qin Xiangxiang said and coughed.
Ma Sizhi smiled again and strode away.
Qin Xiangxiang coughed hard and looked at Tianxiang under the dim light: "Say such words again, slapstick."
Tianxiang lowered his head: "Yes."
Hongxiu did not defend Tianxiang.
The convoy was passing through the busiest area near Pan Tower. But the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras is endless, and the songs of singing girls are even more exhilarating, floating in the spring rain.
There is never a lack of excitement in the capital.
From the time Qin Xiangxiang was born until now, the prosperity of the capital has never stopped. It's no wonder that the imperial court gradually began to emphasize civil affairs over military affairs. Even her father continued to impeach military attachés.
After all, raising 100,000 soldiers a year would cost millions of dollars. If it were used in other places, I don't know how it would be the icing on the cake.
The people at the bank were quite nice. Seeing Qin Xiangxiang leading a group of old, disabled and weak people, they helped move everything into the foot shop.
Although Qin Xiangxiang's money bag was deflated, he was not a man who did not know how to adapt, so he even gave red sleeves a thick red seal to the people at the bank.
As soon as the people from the bank left, others were still adapting to the new environment at a loss. Qin Xiangxiang winked at Hong Xiu, who closed the door. Qin Xiangxiang said, "If anyone regrets and wants to leave at this time, I can Give him ten ounces of money."
No one said anything, they all looked at Qin Xiangxiang.
Mrs. Wang first set an example: "Madam, if the old slaves wanted to leave, they just left." It must be said that although Mrs. Wang was not very fond of Qin Xiangxiang, she was indeed loyal to the Zhong family.
"Very good." Qin Xiangxiang nodded, "Since I am determined to stay, I will make it clear. From now on, you must be loyal to me and never have second thoughts. I, Qin Xiangxiang, swear that as long as I am still alive, I eat meat, and you will definitely have soup to drink."
