C226 Shopping Business(2)

"The Emperor wants the Shen family's silver account in the national treasury, not them to die" Fu Zhizhi knew that Han Jiang was thinking the wrong way. "The silver store will continue, but the owner will be changed. I asked you to bring up the silver to prevent the Shen family from fighting to the death." He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "When that happens, the Silver will become the Imperial Court's. Doesn't he know how wealthy we are?" He leaned back and said with an unfathomable look, "Xuanzhi, think about it?"

"We should be more cautious." Although one year in the Qing Zhi Residence, one hundred thousand silver pieces of snow would really let the Emperor know that it was not a good thing for the officials to be so rich. Han Jiang rushed up and paced back and forth in the room. "We should bring out the money, we must do this... The Shen family's silver account must continue operating, or else it will cause panic. In reality, His Majesty has already transferred the silver to the national treasury. The Shen family is just an empty shelf."

"Wrong. The Shen family will work for the Emperor in the future. The silver account of his family still has the surname Shen, but it's actually surnamed Ji?" Fu Tingzhi closed his eyes again. "After cleaning up the Shen family, the happy thing is that Zhou Sunchong married into your family. They have money now."

Fu Ting remembered clearly that during the escape, the policy of taking the silver account back to the Imperial Court was mentioned. Ji Cheng listened very carefully and raised many questions. Since he did not know that Ji Cheng was the emperor of honor, he had learned a lot from what he had said. He only knew that he didn't do it as he pleased when things came to it. The Shen family's reputation as a silver dealer had been extremely good for several generations. It could be seen that their character was excellent. Such a businessman really should not be implicated by the national policy...

Today's silver account was equivalent to a bank in the future. Such an organization should not be owned privately. Sooner or later, the Imperial Court would have to settle the accounts. Now, it was just many years ahead of schedule. Since the merger with the Silver Manor was necessary, even if he could not bear to, fu Ting had no choice but to accept it.

Han Jiang sat in silence for a long time and said slowly, "I hope His Majesty can protect the Shen Family for a lifetime."

"As long as you are obedient. " Fu Ting did not say the latter part of the sentence, 'If you are disobedient, you may endanger the entire clan', but he was also unable to say it out loud. "Go and take a look at the back. For some reason, you are always hungry fast, and your mouth is full of cravings."

" It must be that the child in your womb is hungry. I will go and take a look. " Han Jiang did not dare to be careless and quickly went back.

After sending Han Jiang away, the Talisman Pavilion had a rare peace and quiet. He leaned against the hall and thought blindly. He thought about the politics he had read in books, and about himself who was deeply immersed in it. He thought of the words he had persuaded Han Jiang when he was visiting the hospital, "There is no right or wrong in the court." Wave after wave of worries assaulted him. For a moment, he really felt that many things would be willing for Ji Cheng to hide from him. It was also much better than knowing it too thoroughly.

If there was really no right or wrong in the court, then why was there a distinction between loyalty and adultery in history? It could be seen that once he was involved in politics, he would no longer be able to distinguish right and wrong. No wonder Elder Youge would question him back then: Is he still a pure and innocent scholar?

Just as he was lost in thought, Ji Cheng walked in from outside. Today, he was rather casual and wore the usual uniform of a silver-lined immortal crane that hid his blue hair. He did not tie up his waist nor did he wear a crown. He casually rolled up his wide sleeves and tied up his hair into a bun, which reflected the setting sun. In a trance, the Talisman Pavilion seemed to have seen a graceful Dao Immortal. "Finished with your work? It's early this morning. " He thought to himself, 'Such a figure has accompanied me for my entire life. It's truly not an injustice! As the saying goes, if there is a gain, there will be a loss. Forget it, forget it.' Just let him go.

"There is no need to rush this moment." Ji Cheng waved his sleeve and sat down beside the bed. "The receipt will never be finished. The pot that is filled with the lustre will be brought over."

"I haven't even eaten it yet." Fu Ting said angrily and sat up. "Let's go. The little guy has been crayfish for a long time." He took Ji Cheng's hand and went to the flower hall to eat.

"I want you to meet someone." Ji Cheng pulled her to a stop and shouted to the outside, "Bring her in." Chang De carefully led a tender and tender baby into the room.

"Oh my, our Ziyu is here." When one of the pavilions saw this, he was overjoyed. He took a few steps forward and hugged the boy. "What's his name?"

"Halberd Zhuang Cheng." The baby boy answered in a warm voice. He was not afraid that strangers would open their eyes wide and ask, "You are Fu Si?" The small body tried hard to lean back and pull some distance away to size him up. "Indeed, you are handsome and handsome like an immortal. Very good, very good."

"Aiyo, how old are you? How old are you to recognize people? This official is indeed Fu Si." Seeing that this child was very compatible with him, his mouth moved closer to take a whiff: "Ziyu, don't go back. Follow this official and live in the palace. How is it? "

Halberd Zhuang Cheng pretended to raise his fat little hand to rub his forehead. Then, he loudly exclaimed, "It's not that I can't. If Doctor Fu agrees to one thing, this little king will agree to stay in the palace."

"Oh?" Fu Ting was amused. He pulled Zhai Zhuang Cheng to the couch and sat down. "Tell me, what is it?"

"Doctor Fu must personally instruct this little king not to hand Cheng-er over to those old fogeys." Zhan Zhuang Cheng shook his round head. "Under the heavens, only the number one scholar, Fu Si, can be this little king's teacher."

These words were exactly what he wanted. "Sure, no problem at all." Fu Ting pulled the little brat into his embrace. "From today onwards, after Ziyu has performed the apprenticeship ceremony, he will call this official's teacher. When the Empress enters the Palace in the future, she will have to address her mother as Empress. Do you remember? "