my grandmother

Chapter 211
Next to the inn is the largest dental shop in Jiaxing County. Li Xiaonan followed Li Wenru over there, looking cute. She watched Li Wenru leave a message and explained how to deliver the letter. Then she watched Li Wenru gossip with the dental shop for a while, and then said goodbye. .

At the entrance of the inn, a young man with the appearance of a wealthy parent jumped off his horse, Li Xiaonan stopped hurriedly.

Li Wenru hastily stepped over, stood in front of Li Xiaonan, and signaled her to leave quickly.

The long follower hurriedly let go of the reins, took a step forward, bowed his body and cupped his hands, "Miss." Then he turned to Li Wenru, with a slight rise in the end of the second master, revealing the meaning of inquiry.

"Oh, yes, yes. You are here, so fast, come in, um, come in." Li Wenru wanted to owe the salute, but before he owed it, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly straightened his upper body.

People call him the second master, so he has to pretend to be the head of the house, or he'll be a gangster!
"The little one sends the horse in first, and then reports to the second master and the girl." The long follower bowed again and stepped back.

"Okay, okay." Li Wenru put one hand behind his back, and waved the other hand at the long follower, watching the long follower go to the nearby stable, turned his head slightly to Li Xiaonan's side, and asked in a low voice: "Bieye? You? know?"

"I don't know, you don't need to know, the people from their other industries all have the same taste." Li Xiaonan also lowered her voice.

"Huh?" Li Wenru raised his eyebrows, then nodded non-stop, "I can feel it when you say that!"

Li Xiaonan glanced sideways at her second uncle, pushed him, and went into the inn.

The long follower brought two letters, one was Gu Yan's reply letter, the reply letter was very short, saying that when he received the letter, he immediately sent someone to check Hangzhou and several surrounding counties, and all the weaving workshops had stopped working. Changshu and Wujiang were one day earlier, saying that he had asked people to check other places.

Li Xiaonan read the letter that looked like an official document again, and handed the letter to Wan Qing.

The other one was a letter from Mrs. Shi, which was quite long. After reading one letter, Li Xiaonan felt like she had read a beautifully written prose, about the scenery today and the style of the pier tomorrow.

Li Xiaonan held Mrs. Shi's letter and thought about it for a while, then leaned over to bring a pen and paper, and Wan Qing hurriedly took the inkstone and rubbed the ink.

Li Xiaonan was thinking while writing, following Mrs. Shi's writing method, she wrote it all together, and made up the same number of words as Mrs. Shi's letter. Before the end, she hesitated for a while, and closed the three counties of Changshu, Wujiang and Jiaxing. A few words were mentioned about the matter, and it was closed according to the format.

"Have you finished writing your letter?" Li Xiaonan asked while folding the letter.

"No, I'll write it now. Our family's reports are concise and to the point, no nonsense is allowed. Do I believe it? It's the same as yesterday. When we arrive in Jiaxing, it's fine to see how many weaving workshops have been shut down in total."

Wan Qing took a piece of paper and Li Xiaonan's pen, and wrote while talking, rewriting yesterday's report letter with place names and numbers.

"You can add one more thing. Just now, my uncle and I went to the dental shop next door to let us know that we will accept weavers as much as we can, and we will also ask the dental shop to help deliver letters to other counties." Li Xiaonan added.

Wan Qing added two lines, ended it, picked it up, blew it, and folded the envelope.

"My letter is going north, your letter is going south, take it together? Is it going south or north first?" Li Xiaonan looked at Wan Qing who was approaching the oil lamp to burn the wax.

"Of course, go south first, and your letter is not in a hurry." Wan Qing carefully dripped wax on the seal and sealed the letter.

"Then do you have to check all these incoming and outgoing letters? Does your son read it or not?" Li Xiaonan asked in a low voice.

"Our son is so busy, he is still with the prince right now, how can he still have the time to read your nonsense letter?" Wan Qing's mouth was drawn into a horoscope.

"Who said that this is a nonsense letter!" Li Xiaonan stared at Wan Qing.

"You said it yourself! You said it three times!" Wan Qing immediately snapped back.

"I'm self-effacing." Li Xiaonan snorted, "What about Shi Gun? Where's Shi Gun's boy? Where's the boy's boy? You have to check the letters and things that come in and out of your house, right? "

"What do you mean by going in and out of our house, our house is not a delivery shop.

"The letter from the eldest lady to you will be delivered to our Bieye, and the letter from you to the eldest lady will be handed over to Bieye for you. This is a matter of formally asking our elder son to show you, and our elder son nodded! You Do you think any cat or dog can instruct us to receive and deliver letters? Hmph!" Wan Qing cast a sideways glance at Li Xiaonan.

"No one really reads it?" Li Xiaonan shook the letter in her hand.

Wan Qing gave Li Xiaonan a supercilious look.

"Give me the wax." Li Xiaonan gestured to Wan Qing.

"Do you have a seal?" Wan Qing handed over the wax.

"Use yours." Li Xiaonan imitated Wan Qing, put together the wax on the oil lamp, rolled up the envelope and dripped two drops, borrowed Wan Qing's seal and pressed it on.

The chief messenger who delivered the letter left for the Prince's Xingyuan that night. Early the next morning, Li Xiaonan and his party continued to go south to check the situation of the local weaving workshop, and left a message for the weavers at the Yahang.

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When Wan Qing's third report was received, Gu Yan accompanied the prince and had already left Hangzhou and entered the territory of Mingzhou.

Gu Yan handed Wan Qing's letter to the prince, and clicked on the last line.

In just two or three lines of letters, the prince scanned them all at a glance, and seeing the last sentence that he could accept as many weavers as there were, the prince laughed out loud, "She is proficient in spells, so it's not like she can't settle accounts, how much money does she have? Dare to say such a thing.”

"She is very narrow-minded, which means that the weaving workshop is not willing to let the weavers out." Gu Yan laughed.

"Jiangnan Silk Industry has more than [-] weavers under the name of Xingzhifang. Even if one tenth of it is released, it is not a small number." The prince reminded.

"Let's see how she responds first." Gu Yan said with a smile.

"She can't handle it, and you." The prince patted Gu Yan and winked at him.

Gu Yan smiled and nodded.

After receiving Wan Qing's first letter, he discussed with Zhou Chennian that the Jiangnan Silk Industry almost stopped working in the weaving workshop. This must be mobilized from top to bottom. Lecheng stretched out his hand.

If this is the case, the shutdown is just the beginning, the weavers are not a big deal, and the silkworms in late autumn are the first hurdle.

He originally planned to wait until the silkworms were harvested in late autumn before starting, but the prince's schedule could not be delayed any longer.

Except for silkworms in late autumn, if the Jiangnan weaving workshop stops working for a long time, the silk going to sea will be out of stock...

But he only needs to take a step back, and after that, he must step back step by step until the clean-up falls apart. After that, the corruption of the Customs Department and Jiangnan will definitely increase and become uncontrollable.

In the past, he acted recklessly and was impeached to bring disaster to the country and the people, and it was not wrong to say that.

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In a secluded courtyard in the east of Pingjiang City, old master Zhu's complexion was a little yellow, and he was sitting on a large Zen chair. Next to him was a middle-aged man with sunken eyes, with his hands on his knees, leaning forward, whispering about weaving from all over the world. The situation of the work stoppage of the workshop, and the words of the weavers extending south from Jiaxing County.

"What kind of relationship does Li Xiaonan of the Li family have with that elder son?" Old Master Zhu asked with a frown.

"As soon as I heard about this Li Xiaonan, my elder brother asked Shopkeeper He. Shopkeeper He said that he was a friend of the Shiziye. The letter I heard from around the school said that Li Xiaonan was proficient in Gezhi, especially in spells. He said that the Shizi had asked her for advice. The science of numbers.

"The most common rumors in the market are that she is the son's wild pet. The eldest brother said that this is a nonsense." The middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

"It's really a nonsense. If the son really loves beauty, he would have received it by his side long ago. What does she look like?" Old Master Zhu asked again.

"Lingxiu and sweet, like spring flowers." The middle-aged man replied.

He just took a chance to take a closer look a while ago.

Old Master Zhu gave a low grunt, "Since she said to recruit the weavers, the Shizi must have a countermeasure to use the government to suppress us, forcing us to keep the weavers no matter whether we stop working or not. , will force us to resell."

"Well, I'm afraid it won't work to let the weavers go to the government to make trouble." The middle-aged man sighed.

"You actually have such a plan? Stupid!" Old Master Zhu scolded unceremoniously, "Let the weaving workshop send some apprentices and stupid people to the dental shop, let them buy it!

"Remember, none of the weavers who can manage the thread are allowed to be released, and even the experienced ones are not allowed to be released, but anyone who can get a loom alone is not allowed to be released."

"Or don't let it go, they are all with a deed, that is, just eating, and any weaving workshop can afford it." The middle-aged man frowned.

"Stupid!" Old Master Zhu gave the middle-aged man a look, "It's not about whether they can afford it, it's about wasting their money! You just do what I say!"

"So that's the case! My son understands." The middle-aged man suddenly realized and nodded quickly.

(End of this chapter)