Chapter 212: conceal

Zheng Shumin's reward was not casual. The reason why Chen Yuan was given was because he used his brain to do things. She hasn't met anyone who uses her brain for a long time.
Although the cousins ​​of the Zheng family seem to have rank and order today, which one did not come from the stage relying on her Zheng Shumin, when it was her turn to actually hire people, she was always lacking in kindness.
Even Zheng Sheng, filial piety and filial piety, but can not hide the essence of being a fool.
Since Chen Yuan has this ability and this ambition, Zheng Shumin does not mind training another right hand.
As long as he is heartfelt enough.
"Aster." Zheng Shumin thought of this and whispered: "I will give you a task. I want you to do it yourself."
"Yes, please do it, Queen Mother." Aster standing on the side, waiting with breathless breath.
"Tentatively test this person Chen Yuan." Zheng Shumin blinked and looked at her makeup today, solemn and beautiful, but calm and mature. She didn't like this kind of makeup, although beautiful, but also old.
But there is no way. As a queen mother, the last resort is more than makeup.
...
After Hua Qingxue returned to the other courtyard, they hurriedly invited Lu Zhengqing over.
The wound was cracked a second time, and even Lu Zhengqing couldn’t stand it any longer: "How can the general not care about his body like this? Although the shot is not the point, if it is tossed three times or four times, it is easy to get infected and even cause complications. ."
"Complications..." Fu Tingye frowned slightly, which seemed a little uncomprehending, but then sneered: "Since I was ten years old, I haven't been in good condition for a month. This situation has gone more and it's no big deal. "
Lu Zhengqing was so choked that he could not speak, and shook his head helplessly.
Hua Qingxue was on the side, with a straight face. She was finally able to understand why Fu Tingye had to get the punch, but she couldn't calm down.
Moreover, she still has many words to ask Fu Tingye.
Lu Zhengqing looked at the atmosphere in the house, and after giving Fu Tingye the wound, he retreated.
Hua Qingxue waited for Fu Tingye to put on his clothes, and looked sad. Fu Tingye looked at her and knew that something was wrong. He asked first: "Do you have something to say?"
Hua Qingxue looked at him: "Shouldn't you take the initiative to confess?"
"Confession?!" Fu Tingye smiled: "I am not a prisoner, but, well, I will tell you, I am going to the palace."
"What are you going to do? Is it related to Li Jingnan?" Hua Qingxue raised it up with one heart: "I knew that he must have happened, otherwise it would not be silent for so long."
Fu Tingye wanted to say yes, but when he looked at Hua Qingxue's serious and tense expression, the words blurted out and changed.
"He's okay, okay, now he's working harder than before. He handles government affairs every day in the imperial study, even the eunuchs around him, raising their hands and talking are very unusual."
"Really?" Hua Qingxue's eyes glowed with light: "It turns out that he is working hard, it's very good, I really shouldn't blame him for not coming to see me,"
She was happy for a moment, with a light smile, like the purest flower in the world.
Fu Tingye was infected by her smile, and her mood was much better in an instant.
"So he didn't read my letter, how to say?" Hua sentiment followed Baba's question.
Fu Tingye's smile stiffened and said lightly, "Nothing."
"Ah?" Hua Qingxue was a little disappointed to get this answer.
"However, he wrote back."
"Oh!" Hua Qingxue only felt his mood, and could not help staring at Fu Tingye: "Can you finish it all at once."
Fu Tingye smiled: "The letter is in my study. Wait a minute, I will get it." He said, and got out of the room.
Hua Qingxue waited obediently in the house, not doing what he wanted.
After Fu Tingye left, Qin Laowu found it, asked the general to go to the study, and hurried after him.
Just when Hua Qingxue was a little idle, he did not expect Zhao Sheng to come.
Although she met Zhao Sheng on the street last time, she never saw Zhao Sheng once in such a long time.
Zhao Sheng still had that smiling face, and a lady screamed very sweetly.
Hua Qingxue asked Huan'er to make tea for him, and then swept his eyes inadvertently, and found that Mr. Zhao, who was dressed up in noble manner, had a jade pendant on his waist, a gold bracelet on his hand, and even a bare foot. Thin golden foot chain.
This style is very different from the simple dress in Panshui City.
Hua Qingxue sighed in his heart, but did not say it, but Zhao Sheng had already guessed her thoughts from her eyes, and explained with a smile: "Ma'am, please don't go out. In fact, I don't want to be so cumbersome. It's exhausting to wear. I'm forced by the situation."
"Oh? It turns out that wearing gold and silver is also a forced situation?" Hua Qingxue couldn't help laughing at him.
Zhao Sheng smiled bitterly: "This is also the purpose of my visit to my wife today. Although our bubble soaps are sold to countries all over the world, as well as the floral tea and rose tea recipes made by the wife before, they are very popular today, but... Anyway, I can’t enter the realm of the capital. In order to let the goods enter Shengjing, I have tried enough. This is not the case. The merchants here are popular in this kind of dressing, and I also learned to follow, in order to integrate into their circles."
Since ancient times, all businessmen seem to like Zhang Yang. In this way, Hua Qingxue understands a little bit.
It turned out that it was really forced.
She shook her head: "Fortunately, you are running the market for me. If I were to dress like this and go out to socialize, I would never get used to it."
In a word, it seemed that Zhao Sheng was in the heart: "But isn't it, ma'am, I really have no choice but to come to you."
"Huh, what happened, can I help?" Hua Qingxue asked.
Zhao Sheng nodded quickly: "The general has told me that my wife is busy on business days, so in business, I can help my wife do everything, but this time, our goods are going to enter the Shengjing realm. Only at the dock."
"Pay to the pier?" Hua Qingxue blinked: "How to worship?"
Zhao Sheng sighed and immediately popularized Hua Qingxue's business rules on Shengjing's entire large market.
Any merchants from other places who want to enter this area to do business must pay their respects to Tangmen, because the Tang family is the master of the Shengjing site.
Now Tang Tang’s master is called Tang Yu, who is called Tang Yu son, Zhao Sheng has tried every means to hand over posts to Tang Yu son, but the other party refused in his capacity as a shopkeeper, if you want to see, you will see the boss .
"Then you say you are the boss." Hua Qingxue laughed: "Speaking of it, I just made a little recipe. These things are really what you are doing, saying that you are the boss, and you can afford it. of."
Zhao Sheng smiled: "Thank you Madam for lifting, but Zhao Sheng I still have self-knowledge, but that Tang Men seems to know that the husband is the boss behind the scenes, so they want to see someone, in fact, the lady."
"Ah?" Hua Qingxue was stunned. "These businessmen are thieves. I only sold my products while making a living. How do they know that, and listen to such an organization as you said? It seems to be a gang, don't Shengjing's major government departments ignore it?"
This... is not scientific.
"My wife doesn't know, that Tang Men can be connected to the mansion. Now Tang Yu's son, who is now the head, is also a court official, but... I get all the news of the rivers and lakes, which is not true, not true." Zhao Sheng said Speaking, it was humble.
Hua Qingxue nodded, so to speak, he could understand some more.
The collusion between officials and businessmen, mutual protection, has always been the most reliable interest management body.
Hua Qingxue finally realized: "You came here today, you just wanted me to meet Mr. Tang Yu, right?"
Zhao Sheng nodded and smiled.
"Well, you have an appointment with him, and I will go to the meeting with you." Hua Qingxue replied with satisfaction: "No matter what their background is, we are in business negotiation, we can cooperate best, if we can't cooperate or hurt Harmony is not."
"I know that my wife is a delicate and discerning temperament, rest assured, my wife, you can live on your own, this matter is guaranteed." Zhao Sheng is happy: "If the Shengjing realm is opened, our revenue can be at least five. It's done."
Hua Qingxue saw Zhao Sheng happy, as if he was already in the golden ocean.
"I'm able to do something a little bit, and I'm always at ease. I have always been a handshake, and I feel very sorry." Hua Qingxue told the truth.
Zhao Sheng returned to Beijing this time and gave her a list. It was a bank account of a silver bank in Shengjing. The amount inside was staggering.
She still thanked Zhao Sheng very much in her heart.
"That ma'am, I won't bother you anymore. You're busy. I'll come back for this matter." Zhao Sheng said goodbye and hurried away.
Hua Qingxue looked at his back and smiled.
Does Shengjing have a son Tang Yu... It sounds like a suave man who listens to the name.
...
Qin Laowu chased to the study and found Fu Tingye.
"General!" Qin Laowu came in and saw Fu Tingye holding an envelope in his hand. It didn't look like an official letter from the military aircraft. His eyes stopped for a moment.
However, his eye gaze made Fu Tingye instantly displeased: "Look what?"
The tone is very bad.
Qin Laowu shook his body and quickly withdrew his gaze, watching his nose and nose, and could no longer anger the big tiger. He still had ten boards to keep in mind!
"No, nothing." Qin Laowu was extremely guilty.
Fu Tingye's eyes narrowed, a flash of solemn light flashed: "Say things."
"Oh, yes, I'm here... It's to report to the general. I have checked the large and small inns in Shengjing and the messenger post, but there is no news of Xiao Han or Qi Lianzhen staying in the store."
"If you don't live in an inn, it must be a residential house. Xiao Han has a lot of business in Qi. Those merchants may not be the one who owns a private house." Fu Tingye named him.