It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

Jiang Xuan, Leng Xiangbai, Jiang Zhou, and a few others who were following them in the carriage came to see them today to kill their boring time. They happened to run into Xuanyuan He and the others who came to join in the fun when An Xin went out to collect debts.

They all admired An Xin for being able to get money from a prince's palace in another country.

After hearing what Chi Lan said a few days ago, she also looked at An Xin worriedly.

An Xin: "Liang Ban..."

Chi Lan was stunned and curled his lips. If this house didn't open the door, it seemed like it would be a bad thing.

Jiang Youren and his wife, who were standing inside the door, heard the conversation between master and apprentice An Xin, and laughed secretly at the helplessness in their tone.

A flash of malice flashed across Mrs. Jiang's chubby face, "Humph! We won't open the door and we'll see what they can do."

"Madam still has a way." Mr. Jiang has thin cheeks, small eyes, and a mean look.

An Xin, who was leaning against the tree, moved his ears.

He said calmly to Chi Lan, who was fanning himself with his sleeves: "Take the debt collection edict written by Emperor Beiming himself.

The officials of Bei Ming's own country may not respect the imperial edict, but we foreign envoys should still respect it when it is due. "

What An Xin said was heartbreaking.

When Master Jiang and his wife heard what An Xin said, their hearts trembled.

If this word reaches the newly appointed emperor, his family will die or shed their skin.

After all, Mr. Jiang still cared about the imperial edict of Si Han, the Beiming Emperor, and opened the door with a dark face.

When he came out, he looked at An Xin with evil eyes, as if he wanted to eat his life alive, full of malice.

"Why don't we go back, teacher?" Chi Lan raised one corner of his eyes, his eyes were dazzled by the gold and silver they were wearing, and he smiled:

"When we go back, we will truthfully report that they wear gold and silver at home and are extravagant. Even though they are so rich, they don't pay back the money to the treasury.

He must have some objections to Emperor Beiming. I wonder if a person with no patriotism like him can be promoted to a high official in the future. "

Mr. Jiang: "Ignorant child, don't talk nonsense."

"I think he is right," An Xin said, "Not only did Lord Jiang not pay back the money, it seems that there was a flood in Beiming a few years ago, and the chief official there was Lord Jiang's son.

Mr. Jiang was the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs. How much money was allocated by the Ministry of Household Affairs for the earthquake disaster at that time!
  How much of the disaster relief money allocated by the court was actually spent on the people, and how much was..."

"Shut up, shut up." Mr. Jiang looked at the people coming around, quickly pulled An Xin's sleeves, and forced them in.

An Xin curled up the corner of his mouth and came in.

Entering the hall of Jiang Mansion, An Xin sat on the main seat without ceremony.

I have no intention of getting along with these people anyway.

What's more, Master Jiang and his wife in front of them looked like they wanted to eat people, and they were so fierce that they almost pounced on them and bit them.

An Xin laughed. This position was right opposite the door, so he could see everything clearly, "Not bad, not bad..."

She was very satisfied with this seat and had no intention of changing it even when she saw Mr. and Mrs. Jiang's faces were so dark that they dripped with ink.

"Where did you, an envoy from another country, hear these nonsense? I advise you to be more self-aware.

Stop talking nonsense outside, otherwise, one day we don’t know, an accident or something will happen, and your life will be at risk..."

Master Jiang said with fierce eyes.

"?!?" An Xin, was I scared? !

An Xin dug into his sleeve pocket, took out a piece of paper filled with accounts, and threw it in the direction of Mr. Jiang.

"I don't know whether my life is saved or not." An Xin held his chin and said in an indifferent tone: "If the accounts on this paper are sent to your emperor and he sends people to verify it, whose life do you think will be saved first? "Protect." "You, you, you, where did you investigate this?"

"Master!" Mrs. Jiang shouted when she saw her man's pale face.

"Shut up," Master Jiang waved his hand, "You go back to the inner house first, you have nothing to do here."

Mrs. Jiang glared at An Xin, twisted her fat waist and walked out.

An Xin saw that Mr. Jiang and his son had embezzled earthquake disaster funds together, and didn't want too many people to know.

It didn't matter to An Xin. Anyway, she just wanted the reward for the debt, and she didn't really want to help Si Han eliminate corruption among court officials.

She doesn't have enough time to worry about the affairs of the Beiming court.

"I'm just asking if you still want to pay back the one hundred thousand taels of silver you owe to the treasury. If you don't want to pay back, I'll leave."

An Xin didn't want to talk nonsense with Mr. Jiang. Anyway, if he didn't pay back, she wouldn't be the one who suffered.

Lord Jiang looked at An Xin with fierce eyes, as if he still loved her, knowing that if he didn't repay the debt, the person in front of him would definitely tell the story about the flood.

When the things that their father and son did secretly are found out, it will not be something that can be solved with one hundred thousand taels of silver.

Mr. Jiang let out a sigh of relief and could only admit defeat.

After becoming the Prince's Mansion, people saw An Xin quietly walking out of Jiang's Mansion and waving in one direction.

Then a team of guards walked out of an alley and entered Jiang's mansion, carrying out boxes one by one. The leader of the team also took a stack of silver notes in his hand.

Mr. Jiang watched his money being carried away, feeling as if his flesh had been cut.

If you hold me in your arms or not, no one else will have a good time either.

He pointed to An Xin another wealthy mansion on this street.

From a distance, the mansion looked even taller and more majestic.

An Xin caught a glimpse of Mr. Jiang's sinister smile, and how could he not understand that this man was resentful that he was collecting debts from him.

This is to taint her.

So he opened the account book in his hand and wrote on it the address of the official who owed money.

"Uncle Guo's residence, the Gu family's residence." An Xin raised his eyebrows.

It seems that this is a tough nut to crack, otherwise Mr. Jiang's eyes would not show a sinister look of watching a good show.

An Xin glanced at Mr. Jiang and walked towards the tall mansion at the end of the street with fearless steps.

The sinister smile on Mr. Jiang's face became more obvious. After An Xin walked away, he let out a reluctant "poof" and said, "How dare you threaten me with this matter? That old guy has done more bad things than me." .

You try threatening him with these things and see if Captain Gu, who has always been ruthless, will eat you alive, little bitch..."

"Ah..." Master Jiang let out a scream before he could finish his words.

Because of his bad mouth, his mouth was split open by a piece of silver.

He raised his hand and touched the sticky substance, spitting out a bloody tooth from his mouth.

"It's...who attacked...my officer..."

Mr. Jiang, who had lost one of his front teeth and whose words were leaking, glanced fiercely in the direction in front of his house.

The onlookers had already followed An Xin to the end of the street. Master Jiang only saw a carriage and followed it from a distance. There was no one else on the street in front of his house.