Originally, she was also a woman with means and insight, and would not be manipulated or intimidated. Some children in the family, and even the people in the world, once thought that a woman could be bullied, wanted to take advantage of her and seek money and others. But in the end, the people who thought like this had disappeared silently, and she was still the long-standing Aunt Jin.

But today, under Zhao Guanhou's eyes, she really felt fear. This kind of gaze was not the kind of ordinary gangsters who were ruthless and rude, but a kind of real indifference. As long as she refused, he could easily destroy himself, from his body to his spirit. The temperature of the ground dragon in the room was very high, but she felt chills on her body, subconsciously curled up her body, pulled her cheongsam, and covered her body.

"You...what do you want?" Mrs. Jin was older than Zhao Guanhou, and the two had just had a close-range contact, but at this time they were like a little girl, retreating, as if the other party was having any evil intentions towards her.

Zhao Guanhou shook his head, "I have done everything I want to do, what else can I do? If you want to, I can continue to do it." He squatted down, grabbed Mrs. Jin's feet, and stroked her slender feet and calves.

"You don't have to be afraid of being like this. I am not going to annex Siheng's ancestral property. In fact, if Siheng does not go bankrupt, it will damage its vitality. Siheng's wealth was originally a few items. First, the officials felt that Beijing was safe and placed the money in Beijing, without asking for interest. Second, they released Beijing debts, and paid 6,000 yuan in real money, which was a waste of face. Now the capital has been occupied by foreigners, and the money of their own people cannot be safe. After this change, Siheng's relationship in Beijing cannot be used, and the matter of Beijing debt is also a delusion. I put this sentence here. In the future, the capital will be the world of foreign banks, and you can't even gain a foothold in Beijing."

Aunt Jin's face turned slightly red by his caress, but she also agreed with the man's statement. He said again: "Hometown in Shanxi is your foundation. I can understand this, but this foundation cannot be kept. The fields cannot be moved away. I will only talk about the money. The money you left in Shanxi will sooner or later be lost. Cen San released the Shanxi vassal state. The first thing he did was to train troops. The first thing he did in training was to raise funds. You wealthy businessmen were the first to be killed by him as pigs. The money would sooner or later become the military expenses of Shanxi. I will set up my own business in the future. You Siheng helped me with the grain station. Are you still afraid that you would not be able to make a fortune?"

Mrs. Jin felt a little relaxed when she heard this. Siheng’s biggest dilemma was lack of financial resources. If she could afford the new military ration station, it would be like having a fixed official vassal treasury. When attracting deposits from all parties, she also had a strong guarantee. But she still had questions: "Don’t you have that Mrs. Jason? Why do you have to let us Siheng?"

"I have a wife and concubine, aren't you still coming to you?" Zhao Guanhou pinched her feet. "I won't put eggs in a basket. Jason is my woman. You have slept with me. I believe her and you, you two do this business together. No matter what, we are all Chinese, I can trust you more. You Siheng is a century-old person, has old friendships and old relationships, and have many friends everywhere. They are more down-to-earth than Huabi Bank. Foreigners can scare people about official affairs, but when it comes to the people, you have to come forward to deal with it better. In fact, I asked you to move your business to Shandong for your own good."

"What do you mean? If we move our foundation to Shandong, what if you are not in Shandong? You can't move with you."

"My curtain is still strong. Wherever I go, Siheng is my helper. And if I say something, believe it or not, I will never leave Shandong." Zhao Guanhou said while pinching Mrs. Jin's chest. Mrs. Jin lowered her head and said, "As long as you have a conscience, everything will be fine."

She was not confused. She knew that the things Zhao Guanhou analyzed were not false statements. Even the imperial court could not defeat foreign soldiers, so Chinese merchants naturally could not defeat foreign merchants.

The financial industry of Dajin was divided into two groups, two groups, each forming a system, and there was no contact with each other. The north was the leader of the four major Hengs and had contacts with several bills. If one of them fell, the northern Gang would be at risk of decline. Therefore, the southern Gang had always wanted to destroy Siheng and unified the money industry of Jin. This time, the Siheng General Furnace House was destroyed, and the southern money house was led by Yuan Fengrun, and began to take action.

Many southern officials in the court were also suggesting to the court that Siheng should return the debts owed by the court and repay all the bills, hoping to completely defeat Siheng.

Fortunately, Zhao Guanhou had protected Dong Jiajia Xiaolijing before, and brought all the important bills to Shandong. It was not difficult to pay for the votes, so Siheng retained its foundation. However, in the future, if you cannot find a suitable partner, Siheng and the Southern Gang will fight, it will still be a situation where there is more defeat than win.

There is never a shortage of cases of making mistakes in the business world, and Hu Guangyong, who was famous all over the world, became a pauper in just one night. If she rejected Zhao Guanhou's proposal, the relationship would be cut off. In addition to the relationship between men and women, the other party's support for Siheng would have to be terminated, and the work payment from the palace would probably not exist in Siheng again. Once this business was terminated, Siheng would be about to lose the bill.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Sir, I will listen to you. We, Siheng, will be a business of advancing and retreating with you in the future. We will listen to whatever you say. Just like this letter, if you ask me to write, I will write it, but if you write it, you have to teach me step by step."

It was already noon when Siheng came out. Mrs. Jin was in the year of tigers and wolfs. After the letter was written, she had to be fed again. Compared to the service of such a woman, Zhao Guanhou cared more about Siheng's foundation and its relationship network.

The former largest money house in North China has its own wide network and has its own partners in the business world. If you come from a business, you need such a big businessman to find a way to find a way. As long as you can hold Siheng in your hands, the army will not have to worry about money, and will not have to worry about funds for future development. In his opinion, this business of both people and money is worth it.

Three days later, the brigade traveled, and in addition to food and supplies, there were three more coffins in the team. Zhao Shu and Chenglian brothers were all sentenced to death. The decree of Zhuang Chengxun's death was issued, and I think there will be a reply in a few days. This is the kindness released by the Great Jin Kingdom to the foreigners. I also hope that the foreigners will stop when they see the good news and do not force the empress dowager to return.

When the team got off at Nanma Fort, they saw a luxurious Thirteenth Taibao carriage parked there outside the station. As soon as the group came out, a man wearing a satin-shaped big haired black fox fur robe came out of the carriage, shook his arms and shouted: "Lao Shi! Guan Hou! I'm here."

"Brother Zhen?" Zhao Guanhou's eyes were sharp-eyed and recognized the person at first sight. Yu Qing and Cheng Zhen were not very close to each other, but when he was kicked out of the mansion last time, Cheng Zhen protected him very much, and his opinion was a little better. He immediately walked forward and saluted him.

Cuiyu and Zhao Guanhou also got on the carriage. There was a ready-made carriage in the carriage, which could warm up the body. Cheng Zhen said: "Everyone enters the city first, and say what you have to say slowly. I will hold a banquet to welcome you tonight."

"There is no hurry to welcome the people. There is something happening now. There is three coffins in our team. This coffin is not allowed to enter the inner city. Where are you putting it now?"

The custom of Dajin is that the coffin is not allowed to enter the inner city. Even if a first-rank official dies outside, the coffin can only be placed in the outer city. Chengzhen smiled and said, "It's time, how can there be such rules? Now the capital is the world of foreigners, and the old rules are not very useful. The coffin is pulled into the inner city, and it is just right for foreigners to see. Their requests are answered, so there is no need to be so aggressive. To put it in anger, even the New Year's Eve is not clean, and Zhang Shaoquan is already tired and can't afford to be sick. If Guan Hou doesn't come, I think he will be able to bear this time."

When Yang Cuiyu heard that her adoptive father was seriously ill, she gently pulled Zhao Guanhou's arm, "Master... I want to go and see his adoptive father."

"I have to go not only you, but I have to go too. Brother Zhen, Juexiang's mansion is still located in Xianliang Temple?"

"Yes, he's there. But don't rush to see him first, go back to my house and kowtow to Ama first. This etiquette cannot be messed up, right?"

Cheng Zhen’s submission is that Yu Qing is the supreme and jade is the humble. You can’t be distorted first and then inferior. Yu Qing took over the conversation and said, “It’s Ahma who beat us out at the beginning. It doesn’t matter if you kowtow or not. Besides, it’s not important to talk about what time is now? Isn’t you talking about it? The old rules cannot be explained. In this peace talks, Jue Xiang is the main focus and Ahma as the auxiliary. Guan Hou came to fight for Jue Xiang, so he naturally had to worship him. Ahma, I’ll kowtow first, Guan Hou, come here for dinner tonight.”

After she said this, Chengzhen was not easy to speak, so the carriage had to go to Xianliang Temple first. There were foreign soldiers patrolling along the way. Chengzhen was submitted with passes issued by ministers from various countries, so that it was unobstructed. The new army of the battalion was stationed in Prince Qing's Mansion, and Chengzhen was also responsible for the arrangement of the three coffins.

When we arrived outside Xianliang Temple, we saw people coming and going, which was very lively. It seemed that there was a bit of the lively scene when Zhang Tong was a military aircraft. At this time, Zhang Tong's official position was still the Governor of Zhili, the Minister of Beiyang, and Zhao Guanhou, in principle, was his subordinate. It was reasonable to hand over the letter to him. Cuiyu had no name, but the disciple recognized her, so he hurriedly gave her a gift as soon as he saw her.

"As soon as Zhongtang arrived in Beijing, he asked about the whereabouts of the lady. Foreigners were making trouble in Beijing. Zhongtang was worried about you..."

"Is he okay at Zhongtang? I heard that he was sick and rushed to Beijing as soon as he entered the capital. Who is serving him next to Zhongtang?"

Cuiyu didn't dare to regard herself as a lady, and she regarded herself as a servant, and her attitude was very respectful. The old servant said, "It's the third master around. Don't worry, Miss. I guess it will be summoned later."

Not long, a young man in his twenties and long-faced face walked in from outside. When Cuiyu saw him, she quickly got up and called the Third Master. The young man ignored her and looked at Zhao Guanhou, "You are Lord Zhao who... defeated the Cossacks in Xuanhua? In the next chapter, Jingyuan, this is polite."

Zhang Jingyuan is Zhang Tong's third son and the youngest in the Zhang family. He is only in his early twenties this year and is a young man. He is a concubine and does not like to go to school. The official position of a minister was given to his son by the court to wear it for his face, so he did not like to act as an official when he met. However, this concubine's son seemed not friendly to this brother-in-law who was not related to blood, and did not recognize this relative, but was more polite to Zhao Guanhou.

Zhao Guanhou replied with a greeting, "It turned out to be Mr. Zhang San, who was disrespectful. I won a victory in Xuanhua, and this is nothing. It's not as good as the Prime Minister in Beijing to plan the overall situation. This time, he was ordered by Prime Minister to come to Beijing to handle diplomatic affairs. I hope the Third Master will give me more advice. We just got off the car. Cuiyu heard that the Prime Minister was sick and had a deep affection for him. She was worried about him and came to visit him, but she had not even gone to King Qing's place."

"So that's it? This is not ours. Qingdi is a royal family and a friendship with my father. When you arrive in the capital, whether it is public or private, you should go to the Qingdi first. This is a courtesy and not messy. My father is a little ill, but it doesn't matter. With family members, there will be no mistakes. If Lord Zhao comes to ask about business, there are a few adults in the room now. You are afraid you have to wait. If you come to talk about family rituals, there are no need. There is only one sister who is married to the young woodcutter. As for the other women, they are not children of my Zhang family. Xianliang Temple only has men and no female relatives, so it is not convenient to receive them. If Lord Zhao comes to pay homage to my father, please wait here. As for your wife, it's better to settle down first, otherwise, if you are slow, your favorite will be ours."

The meaning of this is that he does not recognize the identity of Yang Cuiyu, the adopted daughter. Yang Cuiyu is knowledgeable and does not take such humiliation. Instead, he smiled and said, "What the third master said is that I am rash. The master of your mansion is busy with trouble, and Cuiyu has many inconveniences here. Let's say goodbye for the time being."

Zhao Guanhou stood up and said, "Slowly." He bowed to Zhang Jingyuan, "Third Master, the third master has just arrived, and the official has not yet had time to ask the minister for advice. Today we are also talking about family rituals. If the third master means this, then I can only say goodbye. Cuiyu, let's go together."

After he finished speaking, he walked with Yang Cuiyu and walked out. The cold wind blew outside the door, but Yang Cuiyu's heart seemed to have a stove in her heart, which was particularly warm. She whispered: "Don't leave, when you leave, the old man will think you are here to join him."

"Whatever he thinks, I respect him, not afraid of him. You are my wife, and whoever bullies you, I will naturally stand up for you. The wind is so strong that you can go back alone, how shameless? Besides, the foreigners in the capital are all over the ground, and you are so beautiful, how can I feel at ease?"

"It's not a fault for the Third Master. My goddaughter is the old master. I took it too seriously. Besides, I've been a concubine for you. If the Zhang family recognizes me, I will lose my face. If I knew that the Third Master was here, I shouldn't have come."

"The goddaughter is also a daughter. In short, no matter who is right or wrong, I can't let you suffer a loss. This is the biggest reason. Since we are not welcome here, let's go and I'll take you to stroll around Jingcheng and buy something."
Chapter completed!