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Magistrate Chai asked with interest, "What business?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "I have several sets of glazed cups and bowls in my hands, and the county king also knows about it. I just returned to Shangcai. I am not familiar with the gentry in the county, and I am observing filial piety, so I can only keep the good things in my hands. The county If you are willing to act as guarantor, after I sell these glass cups and bowls, I can keep some for the county king."

Magistrate Chai was immediately moved, "I don't know what the glass cup looks like. I have never seen it. How can I be sure who it is suitable for?"

Zhao Hanzhang immediately said: "When I get home, I will send a set to the county prince. If the county prince uses it and thinks it is good, he can ask someone to cook wine and enjoy the cup."

Magistrate Chai happily agreed.

Who in the world doesn't know that Zhao Changyu is good at business and his family's wealth is comparable to that of the royal family?

The collection in his hand shouldn't be bad.

Until Zhao Hanzhang left, Fu Tinghan, who was formally invited, didn't say a few words.

He stepped on the stool easily and got into the car, opened the curtain, turned around and stretched out his hand to Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhao Hanzhang held his hand and got into the car. After sitting down, he greeted Magistrate Chai from the window, "If the magistrate is free, you can come to my manor and sit down. I will treat the magistrate to tea."

Where did Magistrate Chai dare to go? How many people were hiding in Zhao Hanzhang's manor? What if he saw something he shouldn't have seen and couldn't come back?

In recent years, are there not many local county magistrates who have been encountered by bandits because of their discord with local powerful men?

He didn't want his family to receive the news one day that he encountered refugees or bandits on his way back to the city, and ended up leading the army and dying for the country.

Magistrate Chai waited until the Zhao family's carriage was out of sight, and the smile on his face fell. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Are all the girls from the Zhao family so fierce?"

Chang Ning: "...Since the county master knows that she is not an easy person to get along with, why did he agree to cooperate with her?"

Magistrate Chai said matter-of-factly: "She is not easy to get along with. What does it have to do with me cooperating with her?"

He said: "In Shangcai County, is there any gentry or wealthy businessman who is easy to get along with?"

Chang Ning: "County Lord, although she has just returned to Shangcai, her grandfather went to Uncle Cai first. The Zhao family is in Xiping, and the family members are scattered throughout Runan. Will she have no relationship with the gentry and wealthy merchants in Shangcai?"

He said: "I think she is a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking. Otherwise, why would she ask you to make and sell glass cups?"

"I know," Magistrate Chai said, "She is trying to please this county."

Magistrate Chai said confidently: "She must be afraid that I will cling to her seclusion, so she is looking for excuses to send me things."

Chang Ning:......

Magistrate Chai: "I understand her, and this is of great benefit to us. She is absolutely right about one thing. We have no money, and we can't do anything, whether it's recruiting refugees or driving them away. These all require money.”

Chang Ning saw that he was so confident and knew that it was useless to persuade him. However, he was skeptical about Zhao Hanzhang's purpose. "I always feel that she has ulterior motives. I'm afraid it's not just...bribing the county king."

Magistrate Chai glanced at him and asked unhappily: "What other purpose could she have? I'm just a middleman. I can't guarantee whether it will be sold or not. She can't cheat my money, right?"

"County Lord, Fu Zhongshu's grandson is very talented. You saw him just now. He is indeed very energetic and has a good temperament. However, he rarely speaks since he entered the restaurant. He only listens to Zhao Sanniang's wishes."

Magistrate Chai's eyes lit up and he became interested, "Are you saying that Zhao Sanniang threatened Fu Changrong with house arrest and they have a disagreement? Then I want to save Fu Changrong to claim credit from Fu Zhongshu?"

Without waiting for Chang Ning to speak, he shook his head again, "No, after all, this is Runan. The current Uncle Cai is Zhao Sanniang's uncle. Zhao Zhongyu has become a minister. If he offends the Zhao family, I can't help it."

Chang Ning: "...County Lord, haven't you noticed that Fu Changrong's posture is calm and casual? Does he look like he is being threatened by house arrest?"

Moreover, he personally accompanied his fiancée back home with a coffin, and also kept filial piety for Zhao Changyu. As long as the Zhao family didn't want to be drowned in the spit of the world's scholars, they had to treat Fu Changrong well. How could they treat him badly?

Magistrate Chai looked at him with disgust, "Then what do you mean?"

"I mean, Zhao Sanniang is very powerful. Although she is a prostitute, she is now the mistress of the Zhao family in Shangcai Manor. Even Fu Changrong has to obey her. The county prince should not ignore her dealings with her." Chang Ning said: " The Zhao family suddenly took in so many refugees, and I still feel uneasy."

"The Zhao family doesn't want to rebel, right?" Magistrate Chai said: "Zhao Zhongyu and Zhao Ji's family are both in Luoyang."

Chang Ning thought about it and reluctantly let go.

Zhao Hanzhang asked Uncle Cheng to pick out a set of glass cups to send to Magistrate Chai County, and then handed the matter over to Mr. Ji, "The workshop has accumulated enough glass products, and we must open up the business route to Shangcai County."

When Ji Yuan saw her putting the best glazed horse into the golden nanmu box, he couldn't help but ask: "Girl, what is this..."

Zhao Hanzhang took the box and said meaningfully: "Take it to Xiping and give it away. I have taken advantage of the fifth uncle. I have to pay back some. You can pick out some glazed products for me. Didn't Uncle Qianli say that the newly added Bu Qu is in his hands?" Don’t you have any weapons?”

Ji Yuan instantly understood that her trip to Xiping was not just to give gifts, so he bowed and left.

Fu Tinghan was writing calculations on the side, and after listening to it, he raised his head and sighed: "Zhao Ming is going to have a headache again."

Zhao Hanzhang thought for a while and said, "Why don't you give him a gift too? He looks very pitiful."

She couldn't bear it anymore.

Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan returned to Xiping again. As soon as they moved into their old house, Zhao Ming received the news.

He couldn't help but count the days with his fingers, "The last time they came here, the wheat hadn't been harvested yet. Now the beans have just been planted. Why are they here again?"

Chang Sui said: "Perhaps I'm here to get the gun tip. The blacksmith in the city came to deliver something a few days ago. Wasn't it Sanniang's order?"

Zhao Ming suspected that she did it on purpose and asked, "Why didn't the family just send the gun head to Shangcai?"

Moreover, there is a blacksmith in Shangcai, so why do you have to go back to Xiping to shoot someone?

"It was originally going to be sent, but the old man remembered that Sanniang had told her last time that she would come back to test the gun in person once the gun tip was ready, and the letter from the clan leader also came back, so..."

Zhao Ming stood up and said, "Let's go and see how she tests the gun."

Zhao Hanzhang fixed the head of the gun, shook the spear in his hand, jumped forward, and started practicing his marksmanship in the yard.

When Zhao Ming arrived, he saw Zhao Hanzhang walking around the courtyard like a dragon with a spear in his hand. He drew the spear very fast, and the spear brought a breeze. Zhao Ming touched her eyes and felt a murderous aura.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other, Zhao Hanzhang smiled at him, flexibly took back the spear and held it behind his back, "Cousin."

Zhao Song, who was watching with gusto, glanced at Zhao Ming and said to Zhao Hanzhang: "Your marksmanship is excellent, but the gun is too masculine and is more suitable for the battlefield. You don't want to go to the battlefield to fight with others. If you like to keep fit, why not Practice swordsmanship.”

Zhao Hanzhang immediately said: "I also want to practice swordsmanship. I was the one who held my grandfather's sword before. It's just that the blade was missing a hole when I fled. I feel bad and I don't dare to use it indiscriminately anymore."

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