In just one day, Jiang Chen and Jiang Qin made a lot of money.
In the evening, when the two of them returned to the Second Hall carrying a stack of banknotes, Lao Ding was shocked.
"Which ticket company suffered a disaster and was targeted by you."
In response, the two could only give him a blank look.
However, these are still a drop in the bucket for Jiang Chen.
Whether it is purchasing so-called black wood or iron-related items, it can be said to be a drop in the bucket.
The most important thing is that he currently has no information about any iron mine.
Chu Jiang'er was as wary of him as he was of a thief, refusing to reveal any information.
As for others, they are completely unaware.
Zhang Ziang thought of the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, but that was completely an old antique. To get information from him, considering Jiang Chen's identity as a commoner, it was really impossible.
This matter can only be put on hold for the time being and discussed in the long run.
The most important thing at the moment is to handle the matter at hand.
Judging from the current situation, Jiang Chen estimated that making tens of thousands taels would not be a problem.
"What's this?"
Old Ding picked up a portrait from the table nearby and unfolded it.
It was the portrait of himself that Xuanyuan Wenya shamelessly stuffed in during the day.
"Find an opportunity to send it to Honglu Temple." Jiang Chen said helplessly.
As Xuanyuan Wenya was the princess who came to marry from Northern Xia, he did not have the guts to hang her portrait.
Although Bai Buhui may not have seen his bride from a foreign land until now, she was his default wife after all.
Forget it.
The less trouble, the better.
"Boss, we are so obedient, what if that little witch comes to cause trouble again?"
"Don't worry, I've asked Zhang Shaoqing to go to Honglu Temple to let him go. Xuanyuan Wenya, that girl shouldn't be able to come out in a short time."
"It has to be the boss."
Jiang Qin calmly flattered him.
"That's not right, why is it missing five hundred taels?"
Suddenly, Jiang Qin screamed strangely.
"Boss, are you hiding secretly?"
As he said that, he started groping around Jiang Chen's body.
Jiang Chen pushed him away.
"Go away, thinking everyone is you."
"Did you forget it at the stall?"
"Ah, yes!"
After Jiang Chen's reminder, Jiang Qin slapped his forehead fiercely, showing an extremely regretful expression.
Lin Gong later made up another five hundred taels. He was afraid that others would see it, so he asked Jiang Qin to secretly hide it in the drawer under the table.
"That's my hard-earned money. If you lose it, you will be dead!"
Jiang Chen roared angrily and hurriedly ran outside.
This was his first pot of gold, and the loss of a copper was a huge loss.
A sign of financial ruin.
Absolutely no such thing is allowed to happen.
However, when he successfully found the five hundred taels of silver notes in the drawer, he finally felt relieved.
The quality of people in Dajing is quite high.
The sky was completely dark at this time.
The deep twilight completely enveloped the sky like a big curtain. Except for the little starlight, the moon was blocked, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.
Vendors on the street are cleaning up their stalls.
At night they can only do business in fixed locations in the east and west markets.
This is the rule of going to the capital.
Taixue is relatively far from the downtown area, so there are not many people there at night.
Except for the occasional patrol by people from the patrol battalion.
However, Jiang Chen didn't want to cause more trouble, so he hid from the people in the patrol camp.
Just as he was about to leave, a figure quietly flashed across the roof not far from him.
"Um?"
"That direction is..." Jiang Chen murmured to himself.
Then, he followed.
It is normal for there to be some thieves in the capital, but that direction is Du Hui's Jingzhao Mansion.
Even if you want to throw yourself into a trap, you don't need to go late at night.
…
Yan Hong looked for Jingzhao Mansion while recalling Jiang Zhi's words before setting off.
In Shangjing City, which is full of dignitaries and palaces, the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion is not conspicuous, and it is not as grand as a local temple.
But as an important institution in the Gyeonggi region, no one dares to underestimate it.
The bodies of those dead women were most likely stored in the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion.
However, what they didn't expect was that Jiang Chen had already asked Zhang Ziang to destroy the corpses and got the most important thing among them.
"Master Yan, what are you doing here?"
"I didn't expect Master Yan to be so interested in corpses. Do you want me to help you find more?"
Yan Hong raised his head sharply.
On the beam, Jiang Chen was holding a candle with a playful smile on his face.
"How will you be here?"
"I should ask you this question."
Jiang Chen came down from the beam and came to Yan Hong's side.
"If my guess is correct, Lord Yan should be looking for someone." He said while pacing, "This, or these people hide something crucial to Bei Xia."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Hong threw out the scimitar in his hand.
It drew a beautiful arc in the air and headed straight for Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen's pupils narrowed and he sneered.
Lower your back and turn around.
His wrist shook slightly, and the dagger in his sleeve was thrown out at the same time.
The movements are smooth and smooth, done in one go.
After this period of time, Yang Li has completely mastered his skills.
The assassination method can be said to be extremely proficient.
Looking at the dagger that was magnifying rapidly in his eyes, Yan Hong knew that he could no longer hide, so he could only avoid the vital points as much as possible.
puff!
The sharp edge of the dagger tore through his clothes, cut through his skin, and lodged itself in the wall.
"Hidden pretty quickly."
"Jiang Chen, what are you going to do!"
"Master Yan, I should ask you about this matter." Jiang Chen looked at Yan Hong playfully, "Even if you broke into Jingzhao Mansion late at night, even if you are a member of the Northern Xia Mission, it might not be easy to explain."
"Nothing to do with you!"
"Just a doctor, this matter is not your responsibility."
Jiang Chen smiled and touched his head.
"It is true that this matter is not my responsibility, but I am the creditor of Zhang Ziang, the young minister of Dali Temple, and the brother of Xiao Chuang in the patrol camp."
"What do you think will happen to you if they find out?"
Yan Hong's face gradually darkened after listening to his words.
What happened tonight was destined to fail because of Jiang Chen's sudden intervention.
He would never have thought that Jiang Chen was just a mere doctor, a doctor who diagnosed women, and his methods were so skillful.
At that moment, he had almost no time to react.
It's definitely not something ordinary people can do.
"You want to threaten me with these people? Dajing's officials have no right to control me."
"But what price should you pay for killing Da Jing's people?" Jiang Chen looked at him quietly.
"What do you know?"
"I do not know anything."
Zhang Ziang had previously investigated that the dead women had letters between Da Jingzhong and Bei Xia. The purpose of Yan Hong's trip must be for that letter.
But what exactly is recorded in that letter?
It was worthy for Yan Hong, the son of the general, to take such a big risk and break into Jingzhao Mansion.
"Jiang Chen, I don't care what you know, but if you don't want to lose your life, just pretend we have never met tonight."
After Yan Hong finished speaking, he turned around and planned to leave.
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