There is silver here

Nanjing Prefecture Office.

Wang Ren sat in the main seat of the study, looking cautious. Wang Fengxian seemed to have fleas on his body. He was restless and trembling all over his body, as if someone was constantly stuttering around him.

If it were usual, Wang Ren would have to scold Wang Fengxian. But at this moment, Wang Ren ignored him and stared at the door of the study with his eyes half open.

Wang Ren was waiting, and Han Yishen, who was waiting for Chen Zifu's residence.

Although he had already raised a lot of the 200,000 taels of silver that Mr. Wang asked for, he still had a considerable gap. Especially now, tax and water conservancy silver have been stared at by the imperial envoys. Even if he wanted to demolish the east wall and repair the west wall, it would be impossible, otherwise it would be like digging his own grave.

"Master, Old Han is here." Wang Fengxian sat at the door, but first saw Han Yishen coming along the corridor.

Wang Feng was a rough man. Not to mention reading, he felt uncomfortable even when he smelled the smell of ink. Therefore, when he got the opportunity, he immediately took the opportunity to leave: "Master, you talk to Mr. Han, I'll go outside to keep a watch for the master." After that, without waiting for Wang Ren to agree, he jumped out of the study room full of ink and fragrance of books.

"Huh, it's so dangerous, I almost suffocated to death." Wang Fengxian took a deep breath of the damp cold air outside the door, and then spoke to Han Yishen and said, "Old Han, the master is waiting for you."

Han Yishen gained a lot of money on this trip, so he was a little proud. On the way back, he looked like an old god. When he entered the backyard of the government office through the side door, that is, the ruthless look on his face was not weak, as if the one who was imprisoned in the jail in the afternoon was not his biological son.

At this time, when Wang Fengxian was greeted by Wang Fengxian, Han Yishen was a little arrogant, he still looked like an expert who ignored him. He just squinted his eyes and nodded and agreed.

When Han Yishen walked into the study, a trace of disdain flashed in Wang Fengxian's eyes and said with hatred: "Tsk, this old man is getting more and more good at making a fuss. Curse your son to stay in prison all his life, so that your Han family will be so great!"

Han Yishen naturally could not hear Wang Fengxian's slander and curse behind him. As soon as Fang entered the door, only Wang Ren, who was behind the desk, was left in his eyes. Seeing that Wang Ren seemed eager to stand up and greet him, Han Yishen was naturally very proud, but he said in a more humble manner: "Sir, I am fortunate to be humiliated." After that, he took out a stack of silver notes from his arms.

"It's good that Mr. Han is back." Wang Ren didn't even look at the stack of silver notes. After taking it, he placed it directly on the desk, overlapping with the other stack of silver notes, and took out a box of agarwood to put it in.

This box is not an ordinary product, but a famous product from Tianjin skilled hands. It looks simple, but once you close it, it will take some time to open it again. If you don’t even have a bad time, you will directly block the wooden box. Unless you destroy the box with the things in the box, you may never think of opening it.

Seeing that Wang Ren trusted him so much, Han Yishen was naturally extremely excited. At this moment, Han Yishen looked like he was dying for his confidant, but he was very loyal, even he couldn't tell whether this was true or false.

Inviting Han Yishen to sit down, Wang Ren hesitated and said, "Old Han, I always feel that Feng Xian was triggered earlier, and I can't help but resolve the dilemma in Beijing. So, I intend to let Feng Xian leave earlier this morning. What do you think, Mr. Han?"

Han Yishen frowned slightly, but couldn't figure out why Wang Ren suddenly changed his mind. But since Wang Ren took the initiative to ask, Han Yishen had to think about it.

After a while, Han Yishen had to say solemnly: "I had a concern but it was appropriate, but I was a little worried."

"Oh?" Wang Ren saw that Han Yishen, the only aide around him, affirmed his thoughts, and said happily: "Why are Mr. Han worried about anything? Why don't he say anything directly? The so-called plan for one person is short and two are the leader. Although Mr. Zhan and Zuiren are not here at this time, if Mr. Han and me are here, he should be able to eliminate Mr. Han's worries."

When Han Yishen heard the two names, he felt a little uncomfortable. However, Han Yishen was so worldly. No matter how uncomfortable he felt, he would not show it. He still had a serious expression on his face and said, "Sir, do you still remember how we inferred that King An Lijing?"

In fact, the calculation that Wang An left Beijing under the order was revealed by Li Zuiren in one sentence, and it had no relationship with him, Han Yishen. But now Han Yishen bullied Li Zuiren and was still missing, and he was directly confused. As for Wang Ren, he would not pay attention to this detail, and naturally he would not refute him.

After being reminded by Han Yishen, Wang Ren also remembered that after Wang An left Beijing, he was considered to be leaving Beijing under the order because he had not appeared in the capital for a long time. Therefore, he came over and said, "Old Han means that Fengxian is to leave Nanjing for too long, and will he be noticed by those who are interested?"

"You don't need to be separated for too long, I'm afraid that someone will be discovered if you don't appear in one day." Han Yishen said deliberately in a deep voice, but he didn't know if he was intentionally saying the matter seriously, or if he took it seriously.

Wang Renneng has been sitting in this position of Nanjing prefect for so many years. In addition to the fact that Wang Ge is helping to help with some help in the capital, he is naturally not bad. Therefore, Wen Xian knows the good intentions and said, "Honor Han said that Fengxian was targeted?"

"I'm afraid that's the case." Han Yishen nodded and said, "When I came back from Lord Chen's mansion, there seemed to be someone following me. But I was not good at health and could only sit in a sedan chair, so I couldn't get rid of it, so I could only let the other party follow me all the way. However, since even people like Lao I have people who are lying in secret, how can people who are very close to him be spared? Therefore, according to Lao I've speculated that if Feng Xian doesn't show up for a day, it will probably cause people to notice it, and it will be unbeautiful."

What Han Yishen said was reasonable, but Wang Ren had to agree. But because of this, Wang Ren was even more irritable and said: "Since that's the case, how can Fengxian send these silver to the capital? According to what Mr. Han said, I'm afraid that the closest people in my mansion will be targeted. But what kind of people are these people? King An should not have these people! Could it be that he is from the Supervision Office? Didn't Cao Qiaomu have already returned to Beijing?"

Han Yishen shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter who these people are. The key is that these money, as the adults said, are really not able to be delayed." After that, Han Yishen said, "It is precisely because someone secretly snatches it, which makes it more obvious that the situation in Nanjing is now complicated, and it is afraid that if something is wrong, it will lead to a series of changes. Therefore, I think that the adults are extremely worried, so I should cut the mess quickly at this time. And naturally, only the old master has this knife."

Wang Ren was even more irritable and said, "It's just that since Fengxian was targeted, how can we let him send the silver bill away? Even if Chun Er will attract those people's attention tomorrow, Chun Er's identity alone will easily attract people's doubts, but it is even more suspicious that there is no silver here."

"What the lord said is." Han Yishen first agreed, then turned to Feng and said, "Since that's the case, I'm a little foolish, but I don't know whether it's appropriate or not."

Seeing that Han Yishen was pretending to be like this, Wang Ren knew that this person was deliberately raising his identity, but now there was only such an aide by him. Even if he was unhappy, he could not express it. He had to cooperate and said: "How did Mr. Han say this? What is the right or wrong in front of me? Mr. Han said it."

However, although people like Wang Ren are not as old as Han Yishen, they are naturally not ordinary people who can hold the position of prefect. No matter how unhappy they are in their hearts, they will not be reflected on their faces, and they will not easily discover their thoughts.

For those who are like Wang Ren, the most basic basic skill is to not show their emotions without showing their emotions. If you are like those who are placed on your face, you may never have the intention to climb up for the rest of your life unless you are leaning against the official family behind you.

Han Yishen naturally failed to discover many things, but heard Wang Ren secretly compliment him, and was a little happy when he couldn't say that, and he was highly valued by Wang Ren. Then he said: "In my foolish opinion, it would be better to let Feng Xianxian cause some trouble in Nanjing. When he was introduced, Feng Xian would be entrusted to the injury, but he could be confined to the adults for his crimes, and it would be fine if he pretended to be imprisoned in prison."

However, Wang Ren's eyes lit up by Han Yishen's words. He was excited to walk back and forth in the room, and then said: "Bongxian has always been reckless. If he doesn't leave the mansion because I am confined, no one will believe it. And if he pretends to be imprisoned in prison, those who are interested can only bribe the prison guards to investigate, it is better to let Fengxian not entrust it. But where does this injury come from?"

Han Yishen said with confidence: "This matter is very easy. Please rest assured. When I go out and talk to Fengxian in detail, I will be able to see the difference tonight."

Seeing Han Yishen saying so affirmatively, Wang Ren nodded and said, "Then he will be old. Alas, I haven't found the intoxicating person at this moment, otherwise I won't have to worry about everything. Old Han is still busy with someone at such an age, and Ren is really sorry. Fortunately, Ren has already sent a letter to Mr. Zhaozhan, and Old Han has to work harder again when he is instructed."

However, Han Yishen was shocked when he heard this, and even a hint of unnatural flashed across his face. However, Wang Ren's words were quite sincere, and even Han Yishen could not tell whether Wang Ren's words were true, or that he was typing himself through words, so he could only speak without saying anything.

Han Yishen was still struggling with this house, but Wang Ren said again: "It's a long night and a lot of dreams. Mr. Han will go and talk to Fengxian. I'll wait for Mr. Han and Fengxian to return here."
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