After time travel, he devoted himself to helping his father with his career.

"I want to know the reason!"

Yang Tingxuan looked at Ming Jia's playful expression and leaned forward slightly.

Mingjia smiled even brighter when she heard this, she knew it was done!

"Actually, I also want to know when did my Xiao family offend his family?"

……

In the study room in the front yard, Yang Tingxuan and Ming Jia were chatting, while the back yard was already a mess.

"Excuse me, please tell me that Mr. Song has something urgent to ask to see Yang Zhizhou!"

"Consultant Song, happy New Year! My master is going out!"

At the door of Yang Tingxuan's house, Staff Officer Song looked for someone eagerly, but he came to nothing.

Staff Song didn't know what happened, but a group of people suddenly broke into his home, saying that someone had assassinated Yang Zhizhou and they were here to catch the gangster.

The few guards left behind at home were no match for that group of people. Staff Officer Song checked the leader's waistband. He couldn't identify where it came from, but it didn't seem to be fake.

When the women at home cried and the children screamed, Staff Song wanted to go out to ask questions, but those people didn't stop him.

Staff Officer Song walked around twice at the door of Yang Tingxuan's house, finally flicked his sleeves and turned towards the Xiao family.

Chen Liu was still guarding the main entrance, but his words this time were different from those he had just talked to Yang Tingxuan.

"You said the gangsters set off the firecrackers on purpose?"

"It's Chinese New Year, how can any gangster come to the government office just for a firecracker?"

Facing Staff Song's questioning, Chen Xiaoliu acted very calmly.

"Counsel Song, these are not my words, Yang Zhizhou said them. I am just a servant!"

Staff Officer Song was blown all the way by the cold wind. At this moment, he was sober from the wine and his IQ returned.

Staff Officer Song recalled what happened just now, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it had something to do with his family.

While the Song family was still having dinner, Counselor Song's two sons kept shouting that they were full and wanted to go out and set off firecrackers.

Staff Officer Song wanted to have a drink in peace, so he waved his son to go out to play, but Mrs. Song stopped the child and gave him some more instructions.

"Has Yang Zhizhou been here? Ask your Mr. Xiao to come out and see you!"

Although Counselor Song speculated that the incident might have been caused by his two children, he had no apology for the Xiao family.

"Young man, I have never seen Yang Zhizhou. It is inconvenient for my family to go out to meet guests now!"

"Your master is so arrogant? It's not convenient for him to come to see me, so I can always go and see him!"

After Staff Song finished speaking, he planned to bypass Chen Liu and walk into the yard. Unexpectedly, Chen Liu walked faster and blocked Staff Song's path with a side step.

"My mistress is about to give birth, but Counselor Song wants to force her way into the main courtyard. Does Counselor Song really think that your family is the only one in Dianzhou Prefecture?"

While he was talking, Cheng Wen and Cheng Wu also rushed over, standing one on the left and one on the right behind Chen Liu.

Staff Officer Song and Chen Liu looked at each other. They were about to deal with this rude servant of the Xiao family first, but they heard the voice of their own servant.

"Master, master! Go back and take a look! Those people are searching for some gangster at home like bandits!"

While the boy was talking, he winked at Counselor Song eagerly.

Staff Officer Song frowned when he heard this. Everything happened so fast that he had no time to think about it. He always felt that something was wrong!

However, in this case, Staff Officer Song had no choice but to turn around and go back to his home...

In the study room in the front yard, Yang Tingxuan's temples kept beating.

"So, you made such a big fuss because a child of the Song family threw a firecracker into your yard?"

"No! This is just your guess! You don't have any evidence!"

Yang Tingxuan felt that he had even considered cooperating with this boy just now. He now felt that he must be drunk or confused.

"What's the evidence? Just search and you'll find it!"

Mingjia was very relaxed about this and didn't think it was a problem at all.

Yang Tingxuan had already stood up and was about to leave. This Xiao Mingjia was a little lunatic. Yang Tingxuan didn't want to waste time here anymore.

"The national treasury in Daliang is empty, and there will be a snowstorm in the south this winter. It will be even more difficult to imagine!"

"If Mr. Yang can do it, Dianzhou's tax revenue will double continuously within two years. Coupled with the operation of Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, I think even if he is transferred to the capital, he can find a good official position!"

"Or is it that Uncle Yang wants to be transferred to another state in two years to continue his appointment as magistrate?"

Mingjia's volume was not loud, but each one fell accurately on Yang Tingxuan's ears. Even in the last half of the sentence, everyone in Yang Tingxuan left the study door.

Yang Tingxuan stood outside Mingjia's study and looked up at the starry sky. There was naturally no moon on New Year's Eve, but the high terrain of Dianzhou made the starry sky particularly beautiful.

Yang Tingxuan was blowing the cold wind outside the door, and Ming Jia was drinking tea silently in the room. They turned their backs to each other and neither said anything.

Ming Jia also knew that she was a little reckless tonight, but the Song family had evil intentions, and it was impossible for her to let them go easily.

Moreover, Ming Jia wants to use Yang Tingxuan's hand to control the Dianzhou caravan, and Staff Song is in charge of Dianzhou's business roads. Today's conflict is unavoidable.

When Da Liu arrived in Dianzhou before attracting anyone's attention, he was sent by Ming Jia to keep an eye on Counselor Song and his family.

The caravans in Dianzhou do not pay taxes, but Mingjia and Huo Zelin have talked about the caravans, and they contribute a lot to the border defenders every year.

In order to create the image of a poor family, Mrs. Song went to Xiao's house to ask for her children's old clothes. Ming Jia was just a little curious at first.

Mingjia slowly sipped a cup of hot tea and turned to look at the clock. It was almost midnight, and there was no news from the main courtyard yet.

Mingjia actually couldn't sit still, she was worried about her mother.

Just when Mingjia put down the teacup and stood up to leave, the study door was pushed open again.

"You or your master, is there any way to double Dianzhou's tax revenue?"

Yang Tingxuan felt that he must be crazy because he started to believe the words of a kid with a dirty mouth. However, when he thought about Xie Boyuan's presence behind his back, Yang Tingxuan decided to believe Mingjia again.

Ming Jia had already stood up and listened to Yang Tingxuan's words. She immediately stopped turning towards the door by half, and instead walked sideways towards the desk.

Mingjia walked to his desk and took out something he had written long ago from the drawer. After thinking about it, he opened another drawer and took out a letter.

"I originally thought that I would find a chance to chat with Uncle Yang after the office opened after the new year, but it seems that it will be brought forward!"

The "Opinions on Controlling the Tea-Horse Trade Road in Dianzhou" was in front of Yang Tingxuan, and his instinct told him to leave quickly and not open it.

Mingjia opened the letter written by Xie Boyuan, took out the one she wanted to use, pressed it on top of the note, and signaled Yang Tingxuan to read the letter first.

"This law will definitely make Dianzhou achieve outstanding financial results, and filling the national treasury will also make Yang Zhizhou take a further step in his official career!"

"I have worked together with Marquis Dingyuan, but there is a big age gap and I don't know much about Yang Zhizhou's character."

"You have a perverse temper and want to cooperate with him. As a teacher, I am even more worried about whether Yang Zhizhou can bear it. However, you will get used to it with practice. I think a healthy man like him can still bear it!"

Yang Tingxuan pointed at the last two sentences in the letter and looked at Mingjia, "Master, what do you mean?"