Chang Feng returned to Jinyiwei.
He analyzed it calmly. There are two conditions necessary for Runde Grain Store to be able to sell the world's dirt.
First, he has astonishingly strong financial resources.
Second, it can mobilize users to store grain in Tongzhou warehouses.
These two conditions are obviously not something Yang Mo, a small clerk, can achieve.
Chang Feng suspected that Yang Mo was just a stand-in. There is a big figure hidden behind him. That is the real boss of Runde Grain Store.
Chang Feng discussed with Fatty Xu, Qian Ning and others: "The emperor asked us to continue to investigate Runde Grain Store. Yang Mo must be arrested, but not openly. If he is arrested openly, it will refute the face of the father-in-law."
Qian Ning understood: "Isn't it just kidnapping secretly? Kidnapping is our specialty as Jin Yiwei. I will do it now!"
Chang Feng now attaches great importance to Qian Ning and Shi Wenyi. One of these two people is ruthless and vicious, the other is good at serving others, tactful and good at getting things done.
These two people are simply Chang Feng's right-hand men.
In the afternoon, Qian Ning returned to the check-in room dejectedly.
Chang Feng asked: "Where is the person? Has he been captured?"
Qian Ning sighed: "Oh! Yang Mo is so cunning! He even entered Uncle Shouning's house and couldn't come out."
Without the will, even if he borrowed money, Ning would not dare to go to the father-in-law's house to kidnap someone even if he had 800 courages.
Chang Feng said: "I don't believe he can live in Uncle Shouning's house for the rest of his life and not come out. Send me someone to watch him to death!"
"As soon as he leaves the Earl's Mansion, immediately tie up his ticket. Oh no, arrest him secretly."
Qian Ning raised his hand and said, "I have the order!"
In the evening, Chang Feng returned to his house.
Liu Xiaoyan was holding Zhuangzhuang in her arms, watching Madam Ninth and Tangtang playing shuttlecock. The tiger lay on the ground and dozed lazily, wagging its tail to drive away mosquitoes.
Madam Ninth became Chang Feng's concubine. She received a good beating from Chang Feng every few days, and she was already beaten out of her feminine charm.
When she was kicking the shuttlecock, her plump figure was very eye-catching.
Chang Feng said: "Xiaojiu, let me discuss something serious with you."
Liu Xiaoyan was very knowledgeable and said to Tangtang: "Tangtang, come with me to the backyard pond to see the newly raised koi fish."
After Liu Xiaoyan left. Chang Feng said to Madam Ninth: "I want to discuss something with you. Don't do the business of selling stolen goods in Xiangxi Lane in the future."
Madam Ninth was stunned: "What will the more than one hundred people of my tribe eat if they don't do it? You Jin Yiwei said that they were allowed to be the eyes and ears, but they didn't give them a single penny."
Chang Feng explained: "There are no positions for the ears and eyes, and there are no fixed official salaries. Generally, if you find out any news, you will be paid according to the importance of the news."
"I am the one who is about to be promoted to the envoy of Bei Town. My wife, Ru, is in the business of selling stolen goods. It won't sound good if the news spreads, and others will be punished."
Mrs. Jiu said: "I also know that my business will affect your career. But..."
Chang Feng said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about it. Your business of selling stolen goods is just to let the clan have a job."
"But the capital is so big and there are so many jobs. Why hang yourself on a tree? I've thought of it all for you!"
"I arranged for some people to work as fire-fighting soldiers in the Wucheng Military and Horse Division; for some people, I arranged to work as yamen servants in Shuntian Mansion."
"The remaining people will be arranged to do whatever they want in the two county offices of Daxing and Wanping."
Madam Ninth was surprised: "There are more than a hundred people! Can they all be placed in the government?"
Chang Feng patted his chest: "Do you think that your husband is still the little general banner he was four years ago?"
"Let me tell you something now, whether it is the officials of Shuntian Prefecture, the commanders of the Five Cities Military and Horse Division, or the magistrates of each county. Who wouldn't give me three points of thin noodles?"
"Besides, I'm not asking the Tujia people to be officials. I'm just asking them to work as servants, servants, and miscellaneous servants."
Jin Yiwei usually places eyes and ears in various yamen. No yamen dared to refuse.
After hearing this, Mrs. Ninth ignored the etiquette and took a sip of Chang Feng directly in the front yard: "My good husband! Good man! Wonderful man! Good brother!"
Chang Feng said quickly: "What are you doing? Let the servants see the joke."
Madam Ninth's brows were filled with joy: "In this way, my people will be able to eat the imperial grain! Of all the rice bowls in the world, how can they be as solid as the royal grain rice bowl!"
"As long as the Ming Dynasty survives, they will have food to eat!"
Chang Feng quickly covered Mrs. Jiu's mouth: "Xiao Jiu, what are you talking about!"
Madam Ninth quickly stretched out her hand and slapped her mouth gently: "Yes, yes. From now on, my people will all eat royal food. I will burn incense every day and pray to the Buddha to protect the Ming Dynasty for thousands of years!"
Chang Feng smiled and said: "That's right. If you agree to this, I'll be relieved of my worries."
Mrs. Jiu said: "It's such a great thing. If I don't agree, I'm just eating shit and getting blinded! I'm confused and fat is blinding my heart!"
Excited, Madam Ninth grabbed Chang Feng and said, "Let's go to my bedroom. I have something good to show my brother."
This is Chang Feng and Mrs. Jiu’s secret code in the boudoir.
Chang Feng frowned: "It's not dark yet."
Madam Ninth said: "There are still two moments left before dinner. Stop talking nonsense and follow me into the room!"
Let's say that Chang Feng ordered Qian Ning to kidnap Yang Mo as soon as he left the Earl's Mansion and report to Chang Mansion.
But Chang Feng went to Mrs. Jiu's bedroom to have a fight and have dinner. I studied Tangtang's "Four Books on Women" for a while. Until the end of Haishi, Qian Ning did not come to report.
Chang Feng was a little surprised: Did Yang Mo live directly in Shouning Bo's house? That would be difficult!
Yang Mo really lived in Shouning Bo's house.
He is Zhang Luan's lucky boy. From last autumn to this spring, Zhang Luan received a profit share of 20,000 taels.
Zhang Luan naturally treated him with good food, drinks and hospitality. Zhang Luan had no objection to living in the Earl's Mansion for a year and a half.
The food, clothing and housing in the Earl's Mansion were all of the best. Yang Mo had already made up his mind and sent someone to ask for leave from the Ministry of Revenue. Hiding in the Earl's Mansion, enjoying the peace and quiet, and avoiding the limelight.
Early the next morning, Chang Feng first asked Shi Wenyi to go to Wucheng Bingmasi, Shuntianfu, Daxing County, and Wanping County to deliver the note he wrote for the resettlement of the Tujia people.
Just as Shi Wenyi left, Fatty Xu and Qian Ning entered the check-in room.
Qian Ning said: "Mr. Chang, it seems that Yang Mo is going to live in Shouning Uncle Mansion permanently! He also sent someone to submit a leave of absence letter to the Ministry of Household Affairs, saying that he would take a break for half a year."
Chang Feng frowned: "What? This case can't be delayed for half a year! The emperor is still waiting to see the completed case files."
Fatty Xu interjected: "Then we can't go into the Earl's Mansion to kidnap people. If the Jin Yiwei men go into the Prince's Mansion to kidnap people, how will the Queen's face be saved if word spreads about it?"
Chang Feng said: "Let's do this. I will go to the Earl's Mansion tonight to have a look. You go and call the two young uncles here."
Since the Zhang brothers were kidnapped by the Vulture Society last year, they have become much more honest.
During the day, they stopped messing around in various places in the capital. They came to Jinyiwei to be their colleagues during the day, and stayed at the house honestly at night.
Not long after, the two little brothers came to Chang Feng.
Chang Feng smiled and said: "Two uncles. I haven't been to your house for a drink for a long time."
Zhang Heling said quickly: "Brother Chang, my father secretly hid a jar of wine from Hami Weigong. Come over one day when you are free, and I will ask my father to open the jar of wine."
In a sense, without Chang Feng, the Zhang family would not be what it is today.
The Zhang family has always regarded Chang Feng as their benefactor.
Chang Feng smiled and said: "I think it's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. How about tonight? I'll go and beat the autumn wind in the Guozhang's Mansion."
Zhang Heling agreed immediately: "Okay, okay! I'll send someone to tell my family to prepare a serious Bazhen banquet tonight!"
Let’s talk about Shouning Bo’s house.
Yang Mo was half lying on a deck chair in the back garden, sipping a pot of fragrant tea.
Not long after, a servant came to give Yang Mo more tea.
Seeing no one around, Yang Mo stuffed a note into the servant's sleeve: "Give this note to our old shopkeeper."
Jinyiwei did not send anyone to Shouningbo Mansion. Yang Mo, however, placed his own people here.
That servant was Yang Mo's messenger to communicate with the outside world.
As Chang Feng expected, the scribe Yang Mo was just a stand-in. There was also an "old shopkeeper" standing behind him.
The "old shopkeeper" was not only able to mobilize huge amounts of money, but also turned Tongzhou warehouse into Runde Grain Co.'s own grain farm. It can be said to have great magical powers.
At night, Chang Feng came to the uncle's house for a banquet.
Zhang Luan personally accompanied him and even called his adopted son Yang Mo.
Zhang Luan happily unsealed the jar of tribute wine from the Western Regions with his own hands: "This wine is sweet and greasy, and very refreshing. Try it all."
The maid poured the wine into jugs with a ladle and poured it for everyone.
Zhang Luan picked up the wine glass: "Nephew Chang Xian, Mo'er. You had some misunderstandings yesterday. We are all a family, so don't care about each other."
"After drinking this glass of wine, you will still be sworn brothers who love each other!"
Chang Feng had no choice but to hold the wine and said: "Brother Yang, after drinking this glass of wine, the misunderstanding between us brothers will disappear."
Yang Mo is also a showman: "That's right, that's right. From now on, when I work as an errand in the household department, I will have to rely on Chang Qianhu for protection. The administrative office of the household department is right opposite your Jin Yiwei, haha!"
Although the two of them were as good as brothers in front of Zhang Luan. But in their hearts they regard each other as a difficult opponent.
Chang Feng asked casually: "Brother Yang, are you staying at the Earl's Mansion recently?"
Yang Mo replied: "Yes. The feng shui of my adoptive father's mansion is nurturing. I'll live there for a while and take advantage of it."
Chang Feng cursed in his heart: You are trying to be a shrinking bastard! Think of Earls Court as your turtle shell.
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Zhang Luan accidentally asked: "Mo'er, how is your mother's health lately?"
Yang Mo replied: "I'm sorry to worry about my adoptive father. I'm still in good health."
He does not mean that. Chang Feng's heart moved: Hey, you still have a mother! This is easy to handle!
The morning after the banquet at the Earl's Mansion.
Chang Feng discussed with Fatty Xu, Qian Ning and others how to kidnap Yang Mo.
Chang Feng said: "Yang Mo has a mother alive. Qian Ning, go find out where Yang's mother lives immediately."
Qian Ning was puzzled: "Mr. Chang, we are arresting Yang Mo. What the hell does it matter?"
Chang Feng laughed and scolded: "That's stupid. If Yang Mo's mother dies, why can't he come out to attend the funeral? As long as he is not in the Earl's Mansion, we will have a chance to take action."
Fatty Xu frowned: "Master Chang, you must be too cruel. The son is guilty, but the mother may not be guilty as well. Do you want to kill her?"
"Although our Jin Yiwei is proficient in secret tailoring, there are rules for secret tailoring. Old people are not killed, and children are not killed."
Chang Feng said: "There is no need to kill her. Just let her fake death."
Fatty Xu was puzzled: "Fake death?"
Chang Feng stood up: "Yes. Let's go to Taoist Zhang's place."
They are worth hundreds of houses.
Just after finishing the order, Taoist Zhang lay directly on the desk and fell asleep. The snoring was loud.
Zhang Daoshi was determined to resign, and he had the Empress Dowager Zhou as his backer. Almost no one in Wei could control him.
In Jinyiwei, he looked like a dissolute scholar from the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
Fatty Xu and Taoist Zhang have a good relationship with each other on a daily basis.
Fatty Xu directly picked up the brush and scratched Taoist Zhang's nose with the tip of the brush.
Taoist Zhang woke up with a "sneeze". He complained: "Damn you, fat man, I am having a sweet dream and I am studying Dual Cultivation Dafa with Bixia Yuanjun on the small bed in the small black room! You disturbed me as soon as I entered Hong Kong!"
Bixia Yuanjun is what the people call the Queen of Children.
Dreaming about Taoist goddesses and immortals shows that Taoist Zhang is not a serious Taoist priest.
Fatty Xu smiled and said: "Zhang Shenxian, our Master Chang has official business with you."
Taoist Zhang dipped his hand into some tea, put it on his eyes, and shouted like a mourner: "Tea can improve eyesight!" Then he woke up from his nap.
Taoist Zhang asked: "Master Chang, how come you, a famous person in front of the emperor, have time to come to my place?"
Chang Feng smiled and said: "I came to Zhang Shenxian to ask for a pill."
Taoist Zhang asked: "What elixir? I don't have a body-building elixir in my hand. If I did, it wouldn't be enough for me to take!"
Chang Feng said: "I'm only twenty-four, and I'm strong and healthy. I don't need to take body-building pills to make Yihonglou's little hooves squeal."
"I'm here to ask for breath-holding pills."
Breath Holding Pill is a magical elixir refined by Taoist Zhang. After a person takes it, he will pretend to be dead for three hours. No breathing during this time.
Taoist Zhang was overjoyed: "Hey! Everyone in the guard said that the breath-holding pill I made is useless. Now I can be considered a wise man!"
It was noon that day. In front of a large house in the north of the capital.
Chang Feng, Zhang Daoshi, Fatty Xu, and Qian Ning stood in a secluded corner.
Fatty Xu said: "Damn it, a little scribe actually lives in a big house with three entrances and three fronts. It's weird if he doesn't have ghosts."
Chang Feng asked Qian Ning: "Are you sure Yang's mother will go out for a walk at noon every day?"
Qian Ning said: "I have found out everything. Yang Mo's mother will ask the little maid to go out of the house and walk one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps to eat after lunch every day."
Chang Feng said: "Okay, then let's just wait for the fish to take the bait."
Not long after, Mother Yang left the house with the help of her maid.
Taoist Zhang quickly walked to Mother Yang and shouted: "Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
This shout startled Mother Yang! Yang's mother rubbed her chest and said to herself: "It scares me to death!"
Taoist Zhang said loudly: "Ah! Old lady, do you also know that you are about to die?"
The maid scolded: "You stinking Taoist priest, what are you talking about?"
Mother Yang is old and believes in Buddhism, Taoism and Nestorianism. The three religions are unified into one.
Mother Yang scolded the maid: "Don't be rude."
Then she asked: "Sir, why do you say I'm dying? I can eat a roast duck in one meal, my body is very strong."
Taoist Zhang didn't say anything. He shook the Sanqing Bell in his hand and walked around Mother Yang.
Then Taoist Zhang jumped back like a big and agile grasshopper: "Ah! It's dirtying my eyes! Old lady, your hall is black and your eyes are dull. You have a little devil on your back who is threatening your life!"
"The end of Yang's life span is probably within three to five days!"
The elderly mother Yang staggered and almost fell down when she was frightened by Taoist Zhang. Fortunately, the maid supported her.
Yang's mother stammered and asked: "Immortal, please save me!"
The little maid is quite sensible, so she reminded Mother Yang: "Old madam, this guy is so arrogant. I think he is a deceiver!"
But Mother Yang scolded the maid: "How old are you? What do you know? Shut up!"
Mother Yang turned around and begged Taoist Zhang again: "I beg you, Immortal, to save me! I will give you as much money as you want. My son has plenty of money!"
Taoist Zhang was furious: "How can a Taoist covet yellow and white things? You are dirtying my ears by mentioning the word 'silver'!"
"Pindao practiced in Zhongnan Mountain for thirty-three years and three months. He left the mountain and entered the world just to save people in need."
"Your business is up to me!"
After speaking, Taoist Zhang picked up a gourd he had with him and placed it on the ground. Then she circled around Mother Yang while ringing the Sanqing bell.
Taoist Zhang muttered something: "Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, Daode Tianzun are as anxious as laws and regulations. Chicken necks are happy, chicken necks are happy, chicken necks are happy. Gold is confused, silver is confused, not as good as our old fool."
Suddenly, Taoist Zhang put his finger on the old lady's head: "Hey! I am a righteous disciple of the Three Pure Ones. The demons and demons must retreat quickly! Don't call me daddy, don't call me mother. If you are thirsty, dig the well yourself! It's fun!"
Mother Yang looked at Taoist Zhang with pious eyes, as if looking at a life-saving straw.
Taoist Zhang let go of his hand, jumped back, and howled: "The chief immortal under the Sanqing Immortal Seat, Immortal Ji Bochang has given me the elixir and elixir!"
After howling, Taoist Zhang leaned over, picked up the medicine gourd on the ground, and poured out a pill from the medicine gourd.
Taoist Zhang said mysteriously: "Old madam, this is the elixir given by the immortal Ji Bochang. If you take it now, the life-threatening devil on your body will be finished immediately!"
Mother Yang asked: "What is the name of the immortal who gave the elixir Chang? I will build an immortal tablet for him at home in the future."
Taoist Zhang stroked his beard: "Ji Bochang."
Mother Yang took the elixir, put it in her mouth and swallowed it raw.
Zhang Taoist said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord. The old lady's life has been saved by Pindao. We are destined to meet again!"
After saying this, Taoist Zhang ran away quickly.
What Taoist Zhang tricked Yang's mother into taking was the "breath-holding pill" that could make people fake death for three hours.
Chang Feng watched from a distance, and he had a panoramic view of the process of Zhang Taoist deceiving Yang's mother.
Chang Feng secretly laughed in his heart: Taoist Zhang, could it be that he used this set of clumsy deceptions to coax the Empress Dowager Zhou into spinning around?
Half an hour later. Shouningbo Mansion.
Yang Mo was taking a nap on the deck chair in the backyard.
A Yang family servant ran in: "Master, it's not good. The old lady is dead!"
Yang Mo opened his eyes: "What? Who died?"
The servant panicked for a moment and shouted: "Your mother is dead."
Yang Mo kicked the servant: "Your mother is dead!"
The servant said: "Master, your mother is really dead. Oh no, it's the old lady who has passed away!"
Yang Mo frowned. How could it be such a coincidence that my mother passed away just after I moved into Shouning Bo's Mansion?
He suspected that the servant had been bribed by Jin Yiwei and sent false news to trick him into leaving the house.
To be on the safe side, he found a confidant in Uncle Shouning's residence and ordered him to go to his residence to find out whether his mother had really passed away.
Half an hour later, his confidant returned: "Mr. Yang, please express my condolences. The old lady has really passed away!"
Yang Moru was struck by thunder: "What? Hurry, get me a fast horse, I want to go home for the funeral!"
If the mother dies, why should the son not go home to attend the funeral? He had completely fallen into Chang Feng's trap.
(End of chapter)
