Yan Qi took the divorce letter back, poked it in front of Mrs. Zhang, and hummed: "From now on, this family does not belong to you, you can get out."
Zhang can save a dog's life now, so what else does he need a bicycle for?
Listening to Yan Qi asking her to get out, that was really what she wanted.
"Stop." Yan Qi shouted.
Mrs. Zhang was so frightened that her legs weakened and she knelt down on the ground.
This living King of Hell’s pure heart scares me to death.
Yan Qi walked up to her, with a sullen face, and said slowly: "This contains your confession, which exposes the bad things between Prime Minister Yang and you Zhang brothers. Go back to the capital this time, if you dare to get up again If you are a moth or talk nonsense, I will bring this matter to An Sihai."
"Haha, guess what An Sihai will do?"
Mrs. Zhang was frightened.
Yan Qi made a beheading gesture: "Believe it or not, because of An Sihai's jealous temper, even though Prime Minister Yang can't do anything, he will put members of your Zhang family in prison, sentence them to death, and behead them at the Meridian Gate." It’s not difficult to get your head cut off, right?”
"Ah, this..."
Mrs. Zhang was full of chaff: "I don't dare, absolutely don't, I know... I know the seriousness, and I won't say anything to the outside world. I don't dare to cause trouble again, and I never dare."
Yan Qi nodded: "You know what's going on, get out of here."
"I'm out, I'm out now."
Mrs. Zhang took several female guards and fled.
Yan Qi bowed her hands to Peng Ran and Wan Niang: "You two newlyweds, what are you still doing in a daze? Let's go into the bridal chamber?"
"Ha ha!"
Peng Ran was so relieved that he took Wan Niang's little hand and respected each other.
Talking about entering the bridal chamber is just a joke.
In the morning, Peng Ran and Wan Niang had just finished their work. How could they be so energetic right now?
Peng Ran is over fifty years old, and his body and bones cannot bear such torture.
The two men finished the ceremony in a hurry.
Wan Niang communicated with tears of excitement and bowed to Yan Qi: "Thank you so much, Mr. Yan Chengquan. I will always remember your great kindness."
Yan Qi smiled: "Miss Meizhi is my sister-in-law, and Yuan Bao is also my good friend. We are not outsiders, why should we be polite?"
Wan Niang frowned: "Meizhi is your sister-in-law? This..."
She didn't understand.
Yan Qi smiled: "She is my sister-in-law now, but in the future... I can't say for sure."
Wan Niang smiled calmly: "Meizhi is a good girl. Get along well with her and never let her down."
faint!
Where is this talent? How can we talk about living up to it?
Wan Niang was also a knowledgeable person and said to Yan Qi: "Master Yan is short of time. Let's talk about serious matters with Ranran. I won't interfere and go to clean up the house first."
Peng Ran and Yan Qi were alone in the study, talking in detail.
Peng Ran first thanked Yan Qi, and then said: "Now, I can finally take Wan Niang back to the capital and enjoy the belated happiness."
Yan Qi smiled strangely: "Return to the capital? Master Peng, are you not planning to continue doing Suzhou weaving?"
Peng Ran was stunned: "Master Yan, what do you mean? Now that I have been squeezed out by Jie Sanjia, how can I have a chance to regain power?"
Yan Qidao: "It all depends on people. Mr. Peng, if you step down like this, are you worthy of the late Prime Minister Cao? Are you worthy of the support An Sihai gave you?"
"this……"
Peng Ran shook his head in shame: "I feel guilty in my heart, but no matter what, no what. Whenever there is a chance, I will try my best to fight for it, but now, it is difficult to reverse the situation."
Yan Qidao: "Is it because of the hematoma?"
Peng Ran nodded: "This hemorrhagic tumor has become a lever in Prime Minister Yang's hands, and it is difficult for me to turn around."
Yan Qi smiled slightly: "If you can cure the blood tumor, wouldn't you have a chance to turn around?"
Peng Ran smiled bitterly: "It's easier said than done? This is a disease of the brain that no one can cure. Tao Ji from Jinling is so famous that he doesn't dare to take action. The imperial doctors in the capital just let me take care of it and don't dare to take action. My disease is... It has become a stubborn disease that no one can cure."
Yan Qi laughed: "I don't think so."
Peng Ran was stunned: "Master Yan, is there any way?"
Yan Qidao: "There is a way, but it may not work. It's just worth a try. I wonder if Mr. Peng dares to try it himself?"
Peng Ran was overjoyed: "As long as the blood tumor can be eliminated, it is worth taking some risks."
Yan Qidao: "That's very good. In this case, Mr. Peng, don't leave Suzhou first and give me some time to deal with this matter. Mr. Peng, you have to believe that if you work for the benefit of the people, the sky will not let you down."
Peng Ran said: "Master Yan, I am very relieved to hear your good words. You... are the noble person of my life, Mr. Peng. If I don't believe you, who can I believe?"
"Hey, by the way, Mr. Yan, today Xie Sanjia is hosting the chamber of commerce, and all members must participate. If you haven't gone yet, will it be detrimental to you?"
Yan Qi laughed loudly: "Master Peng, do you believe it or not, Xie Sanjia is hosting this chamber of commerce just to deal with me? If I go early and stay late, what does it matter? Even if I go late, he still has to wait for me. Woolen cloth."
Peng Ran shook his head: "Jie Sanjia has just arrived. He is blatantly seeking personal gain, suppressing dissidents, and ostracizing opponents. What's even more infuriating is that he disrupts the rules of the market and destroys the harmonious economy. If you act like this, won't it cause economic chaos in Jiangsu and Zhejiang? People are in dire straits?”
Yan Qi looked at Lord Peng with a playful smile: "So, I hope Lord Peng can show up to deliver justice..."
"I……"
Peng Ran was stunned: "Master Yan, what do you mean?"
Yan Qi stood next to Peng Ran and whispered for a while.
Peng Ran nodded: "Master Yan, I really belong to you."
Yan Qidao: "In that case, I will go to the meeting alone first."
Peng Ran nodded: "Let me rest for a while!"
Yan Qi went out and went straight to the Weaving Department.
…
At this moment, it is already afternoon.
The Chamber of Commerce of the Weaving Department has been open for several hours.
The hall of Nuoda was full of people.
There are heavyweight officials, big businessmen, big landowners, and big tycoons from Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces.
Everyone sat on the chairs, sitting upright, listening to Jie Sanjia's instructions.
Sitting on both sides of Jie Sanjia were all respectable people.
Even the prefect of Suzhou, Zhou Zhixing, sat down under Xie Sanjia, watching Xie Sanjia chatter incessantly and rolling around in sleepiness.
Kong Chen and Zhou Zhixing looked at each other with helplessness hidden in their eyes.
Xie Sanjia made the decision directly without asking the officials for their opinions.
"Suzhou's textile trade used to be collected by Suzhou Government Office and Suzhou Weaving Department at the same time, each accounting for half. However, this very dispersed financial resources. In the future, this rule will be changed. Suzhou Government Office will collect 20% of the tax, and the Weaving Department will collect 80% of the tax."
When Zhou Zhixing heard this, he immediately quit and stood up: "Xie Jieyuan, this must not be done. Suzhou's economy has always relied on the silk trade, and only 20% was given to us in Suzhou. Your Weaving Department took away 80%, and we There will be a big problem with taxes in Suzhou."
"Zhou Fu Yin."
Xie Sandeng made a face and hummed: "I'm talking, why don't you interrupt?"
"What?"
There was green smoke coming out of Zhou Zhixingqi's head.
