"With the current scale of Nanhai Stock Coupons, after the Nanhai Stock Coupons are finished, the word "Xin" in Zhengxintang will fall to the ground. [~]"

Su Tongfu said in a sarcastic tone: "The general can decide whether the two are left in a moment, but he says they have nothing to do with him. Isn't this the great sorrow of Nanhai Stock Exchange and Zhengxin Hall?" He sighed and shook his head, as if he was lamenting about it, and picked up the tea and took a sip of it and stopped talking.

"That Mr. Su said," Zhao Xingde said unhesitantly, "this is all the fault of Zhao."

"If you don't kill Boren, Boren will die for it," Su Tongfu nodded and sneered, "General Zhao may be able to convince himself, or even pretend to be a secret hall. The Nanhai Stock Exchange Coupons have nothing to do with the Nanhai Stock Exchange Coupons. But others will not think so. Just now, Su said that the money involved in the Nanhai Stock Exchange Coupons involves more and more people, and the scale is getting bigger and bigger, and will sooner or later attract the covetous desire of some people. The so-called world is prosperous and profitable. At that time, there are those who occupy the nest of magpie and take advantage of the troubled waters. If General Zhao abandons it, what is the difference between helping the evildoer who believes in the word "trust" by General Zhao and puts all his wealth into the Nanhai Stock Exchange Coupons without power or power?

"When it really comes, Zhao will naturally not ignore it."

"The general is indifferent to fame and fortune. Su admires him very much, but it is not a wise man to dig a well when he is thirsty." Su Tongfu shook his head and said sadly, "Now that the Zhengxin Hall was first established, the Nanhai Navy stationed in Boliu, and Yangzhou obeyed the generals with orders. The general did not take advantage of his current advantageous position and seized the opportunity to prepare for the future. Instead, he was left alone and left himself alone. He had to wait until the enemy set up the trap before he could passively accept it. He acted like this, which was very unwise." He paused and said, "It was like the change in the capture of the army in Bianliang. If the general had made arrangements earlier, how could Cao Yue and the two ministers of the two masters succeed? Although the general had no obstacles in his reputation, it was a disaster for the court and the general's subordinates."

When talking about the incident in Bianliang, Zhao Xingde's face was slightly dark, but Su Tongfu continued to say without hesitation: "General Zhao holds the way of the king not being a party, and not being harmonious but not being a member. [~] However, in the eyes of others, General Zhao and General Lu, Luo, Deng, Baoyi Army, Nanhai Navy, Zhengxintang and Guquan are one of the top and bottom, one prospering and one loss. If others want to deal with General Zhao, they must cut off their branches and leaves. The Henan generals have 100,000 elite troops, relying on Xia Kingdom as a strong support, and the joint fleet is even thousands of miles away. The easiest way to start is the Nanhai Guquan and Zhengxintang, and the prefecture that is approaching the southeast coast with the general."

Su Tongfu coughed slightly twice, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and said, "The affairs of Zhengxintang and Nanhai Stock Coupons are originally a great thing, but if you are not careful, it will be a big storm. When the storm accumulates, it will be a shocking blow. If the general does not make arrangements early, how can Zhengxintang and the people who buy Nanhai Stock Coupons resist? Should they be buried with the general? Or will the general bear to see them smash the bones and take revenge for them? I heard that General Zhao never killed a person on the battlefield, and his subordinates died, but why did the general treat the people so coldly?"

His tone was earnest, and the unhesitation on Zhao Xingde's face gradually faded, and replaced by a thoughtful look.

The central army tent fell into silence for a long time again.

"Zhao has something unknown," Zhao Xingde whispered, "Mr. Su is really talented, there is no need to hide from Zhao."

"It's okay to live a ants," Su Tongfu nodded, shook his head and sighed, "But except Mr. Zhao, Su can't find a place. You don't have to hide your head and tail, or stay calm and breathe in a low voice."

He looked up at Zhao Xingde, and a sharp light burst out in his eyes...

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"That's it, do you let Su Tongfu take charge of the Secretariat Hall?" Han Ningshuang looked at Zhao Xingde in surprise.

However, she did not object, but instead had a vague sense of appreciation.[~]

Compared with Zhao Xingde, Han Ningshuang is more inclined to judge whether a person is trustworthy in just a few ways. This is the tradition of the Han generals and the Han army. With this, for decades, the Han army generals have each occupied one side, and contacted each other intermittently. Most of them have never met before, but they can trust each other with life and death when planning major events. Because of this, the Han family was betrayed by the King of Goryeo and almost the entire clan was killed. Even so, the tradition of the Han army generals has not changed. The Han army seems to be slick, but they trust each other very much. On the other hand, the Han army punishes traitors a hundred times more cruel than the southerners. It is impossible to light sky lanterns, sink into ice caves, and even implicate the whole family.

"Yes." Zhao Xingde nodded and said, "However, this matter is very important and you cannot neglect to do it."

While grinding ink, he explained: "I inform Mingyuan and the others first and tell them about this matter. Let Wengu not interfere with Zhengxintang and Nanhai Stock Exchange Co., Ltd., but pay attention to this matter and inform me of the latest trends at any time. There is also Huan'er, so that she should not have any financial transactions with Mr. Su. If the princess's mansion is not expensive enough, she can directly collect it from Zhao Bo, Yajiaoxing, Hangzhou." He did have the talent to write a text like official documents. In just a few words, he had already explained it to everyone. It was not until the last letter, after pondering for a while, that the princess of Wu came from the north and was not so used to the water and soil of the south.

"I'm so sorry for my health," Han Ningshuang said angrily: "No wonder Sister Li is angry."

Zhao Xingde raised his head and saw Han Ningshuang's cheeks flushed and fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his erect nose.

"Isn't it hot?" He walked to Han Ningshuang, touched her forehead, and the back of his hands were covered in sweat.

"I'm afraid of catching a cold." Han Ningshuang was a little embarrassed, avoiding the inquiring gaze and looking out the window.

The vast sea in the distance was filled with magnificent blue waves, and the golden sunlight seemed to emit endless heat. A few seabirds were flying up and down in the cool sea breeze. In midsummer weather, she was abnormal, avoiding the place where the sea breeze in the window, and wearing a heavy-textured brocade shawl, which seemed a little weaker than usual. The blue brocade was like two pools of sea water, wrapped around her thin shirt, and the shawl fell to the ground along a soft curve from her round shoulders.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Zhao Xingde asked with concern, "Do you want to call the doctor over here and have a look?"

"I've seen it." Han Ningshuang's cheeks flushed, her hands folded on her lower abdomen, and she whispered, "Is there something I'll tell you..." Her voice trembled a little, her eyes were as bright and strange as light, and the air was filled with this warm and happy smell.

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There were several rows of people kneeling at the entrance of the ancestral hall in Xuanzhou and Huang Village. The taxes of the court were getting heavier and heavier. With the exploitation of the patriarch Huang Yunheng, these more than 20 tenants in Huang Village still couldn't pay the tax in the end and were forced to borrow Huang Yunheng's usury. Now, not only can't pay back the debt, but also can't even pay the interest. These tenants had no choice but to beg Huang Yunheng for mercy and agreed to postpone the repayment date. This was a matter every year, and the poor tenants in Huang Village had long been squeezed out the last bit of oil.

However, this year is different. Huang Yunheng threatened to take back the land and released the news that he was preparing to build a mulberry garden.

The tenants went to Huang's mansion to beg, but were beaten out by Huang Yunheng's servants. They were forced to do nothing, so they had to come to the ancestral hall to kneel down, hoping that the leader of Huang would not do such a thing as killing all the people because they were all the same ancestral family.

The tenants sighed and endured hunger and knelt for three days and three nights. Huang Yunheng did not show up, but these tenants went in a dilemma and continued to kneel down. It was not a solution, but they did not dare to leave. Suddenly, with a "bang", a kneeling man fell to the ground. Everyone hurriedly rushed up, pinching the people and rubbing their temples.

After a while, the tenant named Huang Zhongba woke up and said angrily, "I'm about to starve to death." Everyone didn't care to kneel down and carried Huang Zhongba into the ancestral hall to find half a piece of cake. However, he had no strength to swallow it and fed it a little, and he could not bear it until he died the next morning. Huang Zhongba's wife suffered from rheumatism and had bad hands. When everyone went to report the death, the woman cried and died the next day, leaving only two skinny children, lonely and helpless.

The tragic situation of this family may be that their own family will be tomorrow, and several tenants can't help but cry loudly.

"Crying," Huang Tian said in a muffled voice, "We have been kneeling for three days. Is it useful to cry?"

"What should I do?" Huang Wu's eyes were a little confused. "In previous years, it could be postponed, but why can't this year?"

"It's not just for the opening of the mulberry garden." Huang Qian said angrily, "For the sake of money, I don't even want anyone. How can he be the patriarch!"

"Yes, what's the face he has to be the patriarch!" someone echoed, "He took all the clan fields!"

"Either rebel," Huang Qian said angrily, "or starve to death!"

He looked around and seven or eight tenants were silent. Huang Zhongba's small house was extremely dilapidated, with straw mats leaking from all sides and the roof was broken. You could see the blue sky when you looked up. "It's a pity that the blue sky didn't have eyes." Huang Tian said hatefully, and his eyes fell on the two children, dressed in rags, sleeves were less than elbows, and pants were less than knees. The two children seemed to have not been well understood the pain of both parents' death. Mumu hugged his knees and hugged in a corner of the house, and sometimes secretly looked at the adults in the room.

"Brother Tian!" Huang Qian whispered, "It's better to fight with him if you have to do this!"
Chapter completed!