If the business woman does not help the poor, the villain's dream of prosperity will be shatter

The man jumped up with a cry of "Ah!", turned around and saw the whip in Zhou Wan's hand. He was startled at first with a ferocious expression, and then jumped up all of a sudden, "Zhou Wan, you dare to hit me!"

After seeing the other person's face clearly, Zhou Wan shouted angrily, "You are such a jerk, Sang Sheng! I am going to hit you!"

As he spoke, he whipped him again.

Sang Sheng yelled again, touching the painful spot while running, "Just wait, I...Ahhh!"

Zhou Wan chased him while waving the whip, "I'm telling you, this shop belongs to me. If you dare to mess up again, I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

Sang Sheng ran away, turned around and threatened Zhou Wan, "Just wait, if I let you open this store, I will take your last name!"

Zhou Wan spat on the ground and said, "I'm waiting for you. If you dare to come again, I'll go to the princess to complain!"

Xiao Cheng stood behind and laughed happily.

Qin Shu asked: "Who is this gentleman?"

Xiao Cheng said: "He is the eldest princess's grandson, named Sang Sheng, and the second son of Lord Sang, the Minister of the Imperial Household."

He paused, his smile faded slightly, and his voice became a little lower, "I used to be the companion of His Royal Highness Prince Ning."

Qin Shu suddenly realized: I understand, this is the first time that Prince Ning has given her a warning.

The Taifu Temple was in charge of the collection of money and grain, as well as the construction of equipment for the Great Zhou Dynasty, and was the government office with the most oil and water.

The son of Taifu Qing was the tutor of Prince Ning, so Taifu Temple should be in the hands of Prince Ning.

Zhou Wan dared to beat the eldest princess's grandson because her noble royal blood gave her the confidence.

Sang Sheng was not afraid of Zhou Wan because King Liang was too far away from the center of power.

This is how the capital city is. All relationships and interactions are based on power and interests.

But what people fear most is not greed for power and wealth, but having no desires.

As long as you have something in mind and something in mind, there is no barrier that cannot be broken.

Qin Shu retracted her gaze and told Mo Laowu, "Let's go."

Dong Shun had already come out when he heard the noise. When the carriage entered the yard, he quickly called the servants over and put the things into the room.

Qin Shu invited Xiao Cheng and Zhou Wan to have dinner with him, but they both declined.

When you first arrive in the capital, you have to pay your respects to Lord Cheng'an and his wife.

After washing, changing clothes and eating a little, Nanny Chun asked Qin Shu, "Miss, when will the store open? We don't have enough staff here."

Qin Shu sat in front of the dressing table, taking off her earrings while saying, "There's no rush for the shop. I'll go to the Prince Jin's mansion tomorrow to hand in my visiting card and then talk about it after I meet the Princess Jin."

Qingsang walked in and said, "Miss, there is someone outside who wants to see you. He said his surname is Feng."

Qin Shu went to the front hall and it was indeed Feng San.

After not seeing him for four months, Qin Shu almost didn't recognize him.

Although Feng San was down and out before, he still had a bandit spirit.

Feng San's hair is now a mess, and he is wearing a patched brown shirt with half of his sleeves torn off. His trouser legs are as if they were bitten by a dog and only reach his calves, and the shoes on his feet reveal his toes.

In his right hand he held a begging stick, in his left hand he held a broken bowl with missing porcelain, and under his armpit he held a small rag bag.

His face was untidy and he exuded an indescribable smell.

Qin Shu stared at it for a long time, then asked, "Feng San, was the silver I gave you stolen?"

Feng San sneered and said, "Who dares to steal from me... No, I didn't steal. Now I am the Three Bags Elder of the Beggars' Sect."

Qin Shu blinked her eyes. "Is the Beggar Clan elder... so poor?"

The Three-Bag Elder of the Beggars' Sect...

Qin Shu silently counted the patches on Feng San's body. There should be at least thirty bags of patches on the front alone.

Did he join a fake beggars' gang?

Qin Shu had met the Four Bags Elder of the Beggars' Sect before.

Her father took her to see it when she was very young.

That elder, with a plump figure and dressed in silk and satin, looked even more stylish than my father, the richest man in Jinzhou.

Only four patches the size of a fingernail were sewn on inconspicuous places on the body.

If you don't look closely, you can't see it at all.

As the leader of the Beggars' Sect, even King Ning would have to smile when he sees him.

Feng San this...

Obviously one level higher than the Four Bags Elder.

Qin Shu always felt that he might have been cheated.

But it's okay to see the truth but not speak it out, just do things well.

Feng San threw the dog-beating stick and the bowl in his hand to the ground, rummaged in his arms for a long time, took out a roll of paper, and handed it to Qin Shu with both hands.

Qin Shu took the paper scroll handed over by Qingsang and opened it: It can be seen that Feng San has indeed put a lot of hard work in investigating these people.

It is not just detailed, it covers every detail!

Even the fact that Lu Fei went to Hua Manlou last month, spent fifty taels of silver, and stayed in the courtesan's room for less than half a cup of tea was recorded in it.

Qin Shu quickly scanned it, handed the paper back to Qing Sang, and asked, "According to the agreement, you can return to Jinzhou after the matter is completed."

Feng San quickly waved his hand and said, "I think this is good enough now."

Qin Shu was shocked. "Aren't you going to go back and see your son?"

Could it be that he is addicted to begging?

Or, is Feng San planning to take his son in as well and develop him into a little beggar?

Qin Shu looked at Feng San and said, "My words back then have always counted. Your mission is completed and you can return to Jinzhou at any time."

Feng San had a complicated expression and asked in a low voice, "Are they mother and son okay?"

Qin Shu said, "Of course. They are now in the Qin residence, and are being looked after by Madam Liu."

Feng San sighed for a while and said, "I feel relieved knowing that they are living a carefree life. It is better to stay in the young lady's house than to follow me."

"After the young lady's matter is settled, I will return to Jinzhou to see Xiuyun and her son."

Besides, now, although his living environment is a little shabby and his clothes are a little old, the food is better than when he was in Qinglong Mountain, and the children under him are also filial and obedient.

The feeling of being able to command the support of hundreds of people is even more comfortable than being in Qinglong Mountain.

And it feels so satisfying to be able to rob and extort rich people openly!

Which one of those high-sounding people doesn't have some dirty hands?

As long as you get a handle on it, they will be obedient.

If you want food, you have food; if you want money, you have money.

There are people to support my wife and children.

Days like this are like living in heaven!

Would you not trade it for a mountain of gold?

Qin Shu didn't force it, "Okay. Be careful. If you get into danger, you can come back for help."

Feng San bowed and thanked him, then picked up his dog-beating stick and broken bowl and said, "If the young lady has any other instructions, please send someone to the bridge tunnel west of the drum tower to pass on the message."

Qin Shu's heart moved, and she said, "Please help me check, Sang Sheng, the second son of the Minister of the Imperial Household."

Feng San quickly bowed in response, and when he saw that Qin Shu had no other instructions, he said goodbye and left.

After Feng San left, Qin Shu took out the information he brought and re-transcribed it, writing down the related people and events on a piece of paper.

Just as I put down my pen, there was a knock on the door again.

Fu Ying stood at the door, looking at her with a smile, "Shu'er?"

Qin Shu didn’t know why, but every time Fu Ying called her like that, she would feel her scalp tingling and her whole body go hairy.

She put the things she had written into the small box beside her and said, "What can I do for you, Master Fu?"