The Emperor's Son-in-Law

"Who are you?"

"How dare you make trouble in Tianzi Pavilion!"

"Do you know that this is the embroidery workshop of Duke Changguo?"

"If you don't explain clearly, don't blame us for being rude!"

The young man frowned and shouted.

"I came to Tianzi Pavilion just to see the owner of the embroidery workshop."

"I wonder if you are the owner of the embroidery workshop?"

Duan Chun asked indifferently.

He felt a little more comfortable in his heart, after all, this man was reasonable.

He didn't start right away...

A large group of servants surrounded the gate with a covetous look.

Waiting for the order to take action at any time.

The young man standing in the middle was named Zhang Jue, the cousin of the Queen's Zhang family.

He was also curious in his heart, who was so bold?

How dare he make trouble outside the Tianzi Pavilion!

After all, this is in the Imperial Capital, and there are too many meritorious nobles.

There are many people in the royal family who he doesn't know, and he dare not act rashly.

But he just asked a question, and got Duan Chun's reply.

The expression on Zhang Jue's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Want to see my father?"

"Tell me your identity first."

Zhang Jue asked again.

"So you are the young master of the shop."

"I am just a merchant, and I came to the embroidery workshop to discuss business."

"Please inform the owner of the embroidery workshop on my behalf."

Duan Chun said indifferently.

"What a courage!"

"You come to discuss business, and you can make trouble at will?"

"Come on, take them down!"

Zhang Jue shouted with a sinister smile.

He was originally a troublemaker, sitting in his own embroidery workshop.

There are actually people who take the initiative to come to his door to cause trouble!

He happened to be idle, so he took these three merchants to play...

If you beat up your own servants, these three guys can't go back without 1,800 taels of silver!

"Yes!"

With Zhang Jue's order, more than a dozen servants excitedly rushed towards Duan Chun and the other two.

Duan Chun smiled coldly: "Uncles, be gentle."

"I understand."

Zhang Wu and Zhao Changlong grinned together.

They practiced martial arts every day, and they hadn't followed the general to the battle for a long time, so they were really idle.

The two of them strode down the steps and greeted a group of evil slaves who surrounded them.

They used their skills to deal with these guys.

It was like a college student beating a primary school student, knocking one down with a punch and kicking one away with a kick.

The screams rang out everywhere in the courtyard, and Zhang Jue's originally sinister smile.

In an instant, it turned into a wide-mouthed expression, with a look of horror in his eyes!

"Hurry up!"

"The gangsters are robbing!"

Zhang Jue watched the two strong men deal with a dozen of their own servants, just like cutting melons and vegetables.

In an instant, they knocked down the rolling bodies on the ground.

He turned around quickly, screaming and trying to escape.

Zhang Wu took a big step and leaped, stretched out his hand and pinched his neck.

At this time, more and more servants rushed over from the three sides of the courtyard.

Holding sticks and long knives in their hands, they only saw their young master being caught by a strong man.

None of them dared to step forward easily.

Duan Chun walked through the courtyard and came directly to Zhang Jue.

"Where is your father now?"

Duan Chun asked.

"My father is drinking in the restaurant next door."

Zhang Jue dared not be arrogant at this time, his neck was locked by the other party's fingers like iron claws.

His face had turned red.

"Go, someone, call your master."

Duan Chun was too lazy to talk to him, and strode up the steps, under the nervous gaze of the servants.

He strode directly into the main hall.

Zhao Changlong followed closely behind, and Zhang Wu pinched Zhang Jue's throat and walked into the gate.

Duan Chun sat on the couch in the main seat, and a group of nervous servants surrounded the door.

However, someone had already run outside to find their master to pass on a message.

"Who are you?"

"How dare you be so rude to me!"

Zhang Jue was still asking angrily.

Duan Chun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and Zhang Wu immediately sealed Zhang Jue's mouth with his other hand.

This guy couldn't say a word anymore.

"Where is the chief clerk?"

Duan Chun looked at the group of servants outside the door.

"The chief clerk is in the account office..."

"Ask him to come over."

"Also, ask him to bring all the account books for the past three months."

Duan Chun said lightly.

"Go ahead!"

Zhao Changlong saw that none of the servants obeyed his orders, so he shouted coldly.

"Got it."

A servant quickly turned around and rushed to the other side of the courtyard.

Duan Chun sat there and waited quietly, he already understood.

The current Tianzi Pavilion, no, the previous Tianzi Pavilion is A Niang's dowry.

But now, it has been controlled by the Zhang brothers and nephews.

The housekeeper of the Duke's Mansion can't control them at all.

A Niang is also not easy to tear her face because of her status and for the sake of her natal family.

Duan Chun has seen it clearly from the account book sent by the account office of the Duke's Mansion.

There is a huge problem with Tianzi Pavilion!

Because the account book only records the sales records of the Shaofu Supervisor's Weaving Room.

But other than that, all other accounts are fake.

In other words, except for the official business, the silver is explained very clearly.

For private business, the shipping price is arbitrarily decided by the owner of the embroidery workshop.

In the meantime, there are at least thousands of taels of silver loopholes every month!

Although Duan Chun worked in an administrative position in his previous life, it is not difficult to read the account book as long as he is careful.

Now it seems that there is no need to make excuses with them, just go ahead and break up with them.

After a while, I heard the roar of people in the outer courtyard.

A middle-aged man who looked like a scholar walked into the lobby from the crowd.

He frowned and looked at the commoner boy sitting in the main seat.

"Who are you?"

"If you dare to cause trouble in Tianzi Pavilion, please release my young master immediately!"

Tianzi Pavilion Master Susukada Youyin shouted and asked.

"Are you the boss here?"

"Where's the account book I want?"

Duan Chun asked with a frown.

"Extremely arrogant!"

"Break into Tianzi Pavilion and ask for the account book."

"Who do you think you are?"

"I've already asked someone to report it to Jingzhao Mansion, no matter who you are."

"Hurry up and let my young master go, or you will die!"

Tian Youyin sneered.

"Young Master?"

"I only know that the young master of Tianzi Pavilion is the prince of Changguo."

"Who is the young master you are talking about?"

"Is the surname here Duan or Zhang?"

Duan Chun asked with a sneer.

"Uh... the prince of Changguo is our head of the family."

"But this is our young master of Tianzi Pavilion."

"Who are you?"

Tian Youyin was stunned, his eyes widened and he asked quickly.

"Who dares to arrest my son if he doesn't care about his life!"

At this moment, a domineering male voice sounded outside the door.

The boys hurriedly opened the door.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, a goatee, and a big belly rushing into the lobby.

"Master, this person's identity..."

Tian Youyin already felt that something was wrong.

But before he could finish his words, a strong man passed by him.

Zhao Changlong rushed over and controlled the man.

"Bold..."

Zhang Yong turned pale with fright. He still hadn't figured out what happened?

"Zhang Yong, the head of Tianzi Pavilion, is the clan brother of the empress and the sect master Zhang."

"Now I help my grandma manage the embroidery workshop."

"Do you recognize what this is?"

Duan Chun sneered and took out the prince's token from his arms.

Zhang Yong's eyes straightened instantly...