Six three, exhausted from calculating, reversed and lost your dear life

  Yu's family wants to sell the method of cultivating pearls!

  The news spread and shocked many people. Since ancient times, it has been said that grains, hemp, mulberry, and fruit can be cultivated, but who has ever heard of pearls being cultivable?

  Those who didn't know the situation naturally thought that the Yu family had gone crazy thinking about money, but several Huizhou merchants who had dealings with the Yu family suddenly realized that the Yu family's plan was not only not crazy, but actually had real goods in hand!

  Although Huishang merchants are not as united as Shanxi merchants, they spread news quickly. In just a few days, the news had spread throughout the entire Huishang merchant circle.

  Even some people hidden in the countryside got the news.

  "This young man is indeed a bold and decisive individual, worthy of being favored by that treacherous Wēn Tǐ Rén!"

  Zhou Yanyu returned to his old home in Yixing, let out a cold laugh, glanced at Zhang Yu sitting in front of him, shook his head and sighed: "It's just that Qian Muzhai had such a great opportunity this time, but man can't compete with heaven, and could only watch as it slipped away."

  His words had a tone of schadenfreude, but Zhang Pu, sitting in front of him, remained expressionless: "As a student, I have met Yu Guozhen and have some connection with him. This person is indeed not ordinary. As for public affairs, it has nothing to do with him, it's just the cunning of Wen Ze."

  In the fourth year of Chongzhen, Zhou Yanru took in Zhang Yu and others to ease relations with Donglin when he was in charge of the imperial examinations, so Zhang Yu referred to himself as a student in front of him.

  "I naturally knew that, however... after this setback, I have come to realize one thing - in terms of vision, I am not as good as Wen Gu."

  Zhou Yanru was sincere in his words. Zhang Yu remained silent for a moment before slowly opening his mouth: "The old man must have a day of resurgence!"

  "Oh?"

  "The remnants of the Warmth Traitorous Party, who rose to power by flattering Choi Cheon-soo back then, may be holding onto the reins of government now, but the wise and sagely ruler will not be deceived for long. Moreover, with many state affairs to attend to, how can they cope with ease using only the strength of the Warmth Traitors? When that time comes, the ruler will surely think of the old gentleman again, and this time around, the old gentleman will gain even more trust and respect!"

  Zhou Yanru burst out laughing, but there was no smile in his eyes.

  He was driven out of the imperial court, although the emperor still gave him face and sent him off with a gift of silver, but with Wen Tiren's tactics, how could he be allowed to easily come out again!

  "Don't be discouraged, old man! This matter will naturally require me to run around for you!" Zhang Pu said resolutely.

  "Let's not mention this for now, it's all about luck and timing, really beyond human control. You see, Qian Mu-zhai had a good chance this time, but unfortunately, he encountered his mother's mourning... can only wait honestly for another three years."

  "Mu Zhai's luck... is indeed a bit worse." Zhou Yanru mentioned this again, and Zhang Yu could only smile bitterly.

  Qian Qianyi, also known as Qian Muzhai, is the current leader of the Donglin Party. The Fushe Society claims to have inherited the legacy of the Donglin Party and has a close relationship with him. This time, when Wang Huaixian, the leader of the Xiangyang Sect, was captured, in the memorial to the imperial court, it was Qian Qianyi who planned and organized the operation, gathering brave warriors from the countryside, designing an ambush, and Fang Kongzhao provided timely assistance, directing the battle with ease. The memorial described their achievements in detail, using hundreds of words. As for Yu Guozhen, he only added a sentence at the end, saying that Yu Guozhen, the archer of the Xiangyang Patrol Office, fought bravely against the bandits, and his name was not even mentioned as many times as Yu Yixuan's.

  Fang Kongzhi has been in mourning at home for almost three years, so he has achieved this merit. It is expected that after his mourning period ends, a good position will be waiting for him. Qian Qianyi was originally going to take advantage of this opportunity to rise again, but just as the news of the great victory reached the Qian family, his elderly mother passed away, and he had to watch the opportunity slip away from him.

  Fang Kongzhi and Wen Tiren had no deep grudges, but the matter of restoration was not something that Wen Tiren would necessarily go to great lengths to obstruct. However, Qian Yi was a different story; if he missed this opportunity, it would be difficult for him to gain the emperor's attention again, as hard as ascending to heaven.

  At this time, when Zhou Yanru and Zhang Yu were discussing this matter, Qian Yanni sat with his eyes dull and his expression very sad. In front of him was a copy of the Avatamsaka Sutra.

  Shi Jingyan looked at him silently for a moment, unsure of what to say.

  Originally in Qian Xianyi's plan, he himself was reinstated due to Wang Haoxian's affair and could not help but arrange a military position for Shi Jingyan, but with Qian Xianyi's mourning period, this matter also fell through.

  "Alas!"

  After a long while, Qian Qianyi finally let out a deep sigh, his face filled with remorse: "Jingyan, it's I who have wronged you."

  "What are you talking about, old sir? What does a lowly person like me count for?" Shi Jingyan bowed and said: "Besides, I'm not without a place to go. That Yu Xiao officer has invited me to be a teacher, and he's willing to pay 100 taels of silver per month!"

  "A hundred taels a month..." Qian Yi heard this number and was also startled, after a while, he sighed: "What audacity! Only for this price can you get Shi Dian to work for him!"

  He indeed had some sighs in his heart. Shi Jingyan was a good martial artist, but because of his humble origin, he never got the chance to be reused.

  "Lately, I have been re-reading Su Shi's writings at home and gained some insights. Su Shi's life was not only unfortunate due to the times, but also because his talent was too high and his name was too great. His high talent provoked heaven's jealousy, his great name stirred up people's resentment, and thus he suffered from the hatred of both heaven and men. How pitiful! Qian Qianyi sighed with emotion, but it is unclear whether he was lamenting Su Shi's injustice or bemoaning his own misfortune."

  After a while, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "However, after you go back, inform that Yu Xiao official that I have taken note of the favor he owes me, and the things he worries about, I will take care of them for him."

  "Yes, yes." Shi Jingyan didn't understand what he was saying, but she carefully memorized his words.

  "When you go back, send a few letters for me in Jinling." Qian Yannan said again: "These few letters are extremely important, remember carefully."

  At this, he sneered: "Zhou Yanru must be mocking me for my bad luck at the moment. Who would have known that this time, even if Qianyi can't make a comeback, I won't let Wen Tiren get away with it!"

  When Zhou Yanru and Wen Tiren were in power, they joined forces to drive Qian Yanyi out of the imperial court. Now that both are out of office, they have begun to think about joining forces again, but no one has taken the initiative yet. After some thought, Qian Yanyi couldn't help but think of Zhang Yu, a man accustomed to running errands, who was not only the leader of the Fushe Society but also had a close relationship with the Donglin Party. Perhaps having him act as an intermediary would be more effective.

  Even if I myself cannot rise again, I will not allow Wen Tianren to be at ease in the court. As for national affairs... what is important when I am no longer on the court?

  At least in this regard, Zhou Yanru and Qian Yianyi have reached an agreement.

  Qian Yiben, as the leader of Donglin, did not dare to speak loudly to the world, but in the south and north of the Yangtze River, many officials still looked up to him. His letters played a great role.

  On a rare sunny day in winter, the sunlight shone through the iron window and onto Wang Haoxian's feet. Wang Haoxian leaned comfortably against the wall, lazily raising his eyes.

  The time is almost up, and the message I sent out should have driven that little kid with the surname Yu crazy by now.

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile complacently and hum a little tune.

  Just then, two wardens who had been taking care of him walked in with a food box, smiling.

  "Old man, someone has brought you some delicious food today."

  "Oh... thank you both." Wang Haoxian expressed his gratitude, knowing that the two jailers not only had to follow orders to take good care of him but also received a lot of silver.

  He opened the food box, and indeed it was a sumptuous feast, with four hot dishes, two cold dishes, and six plates of vegetables, all complete. There was also a jug of fine wine. A prison guard poured him a bowl of wine and presented it to him with both hands: "Sir, please enjoy."

  "Thank you, thank you, both of you come too, there are so many dishes and wine, I alone can't finish them."

  Those two jailers exchanged a glance, but smiled and didn't come up. Wang Haoxian also didn't suspect anything, thinking that the person who brought food today was too big a shot, so they didn't dare to. While eating, he laughed and said: "You two tell me, what's new outside?"

  "Old master deceived us two, that little guy with the surname Yu is not a treasure at all!" One of the jailers couldn't help but complain: "We two are inexperienced, but old master shouldn't have fooled us, making us become laughing stock."

  "What?" Wang Haoxian had originally picked up his wine, but upon hearing this, he stopped and his face changed: "I've never told you, have you gone to ask?"

  He furrowed his brow and continued: "That little thief is the most cunning, if you ask him like that, he naturally won't say anything..."

  "Old master has a big tone, we two are low-ranking officials, what identity do we have to dare ask him!" The quick-witted jailer chuckled and said with some ambiguity: "It's the news spread by himself, he wants to hold an 'auction' on the 20th of this month and pass on the technique of cultivating pearls to the highest bidder!"

  Wang Haoxian was stunned on the spot.

  In his view, the art of cultivating pearls was a golden mountain that he would grasp even if it killed him, but he never thought that Yu Guozhen would take it out and sell it!

  "He's really foolish, something that can make money forever and ever, but he only uses it to make a one-time profit?" He couldn't help but say.

  "We also say that he is a prodigal son, just an ironworker who takes on apprentices and still wants to hold back a trick or two. What's more, this technique of turning iron into gold!" The jailer sighed sorrowfully: "I heard that not only the Huizhou merchants, but many rich businessmen in our Jinling City, even those from Wujiang and Suzhou, are all rushing over there. If we had money, we would definitely go too!"

  "This scoundrel... how did he think of that?" Wang Haoxian blinked his eyes for a while, the wine and dishes in front of him had completely lost their flavor.

  He wanted to avenge Yu Guozhen, but he also knew that his case was serious and it would not be easy to get out of prison. Therefore, the only way was to rely on the government and let those more greedy officials coerce Yu Guozhen. However, Yu Guozhen took out the method of cultivating pearls and sold it, which cleverly resolved his plan, and what made him even more fearful was that Yu Guozhen might have anticipated that he would have such thoughts and thus used this excuse to take action?

  "The old master is drinking wine, the old master is drinking wine." The two jailers advised.

  Wang Haoxian let out a long sigh: "I don't have an appetite today... you all can have this wine and dishes."

  The two jailers' faces suddenly changed, and Wang Haoxian had not yet reacted when one of the jailers held him down from behind, while the other poured wine into his mouth.

  "What... what does this mean?" King Hao Xian's heart was filled with shock and anger, almost vomiting blood, as a sense of foreboding instantly permeated his entire body!

  "King Jiao, don't blame us brothers, the higher-ups have given orders. If you don't die, we two will be the ones to die." A prison guard sneered: "Injustice has a source and debt has an owner, if you want to complain, go complain to Qian Shilang, it's none of our business!"

  "Qian Shilang...... Qian Qianyi?" Wang Haoxian thought of this person, but didn't know why Qian Qianyi wanted him to die. He wanted to take credit for himself, wouldn't it be better if he were alive?

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