Chapter 4 — 30 Whips Change Retirement, I Take You and Leave Brilliantly

Within a month, I had all the books of the eighty million taels of property sorted out. The managers who should have been replaced have been replaced by three people, and the deficit that needs to be recovered has been recovered to 16,000 taels. Tham Khanh Son's eyes looked at me from "lady" to "old man". The business community in Lam An also began to inquire—a young woman appeared in Tu Alley, working decisively and fluently, and acting generously. But what really catches people's attention is the To Cam lot of the weaving district in the east of the city. We changed the weaving method, from the original black brocade to dark flower double-faced brocade. Costs increased by three parts, selling prices doubled. The first batch of goods sent to Hangzhou was sold out in half a day. The second batch was taken to Tung Giang, and the whole boat was covered by people. The news spread, and several big weaving houses in Lam An couldn't sit still.

“Mr. Shen Dong, I am the shopkeeper of Duc Xuong in Lam An. I would like to discuss a cooperation matter with you—”

“Not cooperating.”

“Master Shen, our offer is very sincere—”

"I don't lack sincerity, I lack time."

As soon as the door closed, Thuy Van secretly laughed behind her.

“Dong master, your behavior is even tougher than that of the old lady in the Marquis Palace.”

"She's just pretending, I don't have time."

Y Nhi ran out of the room, holding a picture she drew in her hand.

"Nang, look! I drew a fish."

“Very nice drawing.”

“I want to raise a fish of my own.”

“Okay, tell uncle Tham to send someone to the market to buy it.”

“Must be yellow.”

Y Nhi jumped up and ran away. Thuy Van suddenly lowered her voice: "Dong master, there's something happening today."

"In the city, someone came from the capital and is investigating your whereabouts."

The notebook in my hand stopped in the blink of an eye.

"Person?"

"Wearing the clothes of a marquis, he is a prince next to the crown prince."

“Trieu An?”

"It's not Trieu An, it's a new face. But when asked, he mentioned his name."

We continue to flip through the books.

“If you ask, just ask, let him find it.”

“What if my lord—”

"He won't come. He's only been married for nearly a month, and he's in the middle of a sweet relationship."

Thuy Van wants to say it again.

“If you have something to say, say it.”

"Dong master, I heard that... less than ten days after the prince got married, he had a quarrel with Jiang shi."

My hand that was flipping through the book stopped slightly.

“What does it have to do with me?”

"It's unrelated, just... it feels worth it."

I laughed softly.

"Collect the brocade samples that are drying in the hospital. In the afternoon, there will be customers coming to see the goods."

Thuy Van understood and left. Arguing? In anticipation. That person, Giang Anh Nguyet, knows how to act, know how to pretend, knows how to act like a babe, but doesn't know how to live day to day. She can't even read a book clearly, leaving her to manage the house and only chickens flying and dogs barking. It's just that these things no longer concern me. The twentieth day after Co Hanh got married. Trieu An brought a letter from the capital. It was he who asked Tham Khanh Son to transfer it. Tham Khanh Son took the letter and asked me: "Dong master, the prince of the Co family sent a letter, saying he had something to say to you. Look..."

“Open it and read it to me.”

Tham Khanh Son opened the letter.

“Thanh Hoa body armor—”

“Forget the politeness.”

Tham Khanh Son flipped through a few lines.

"He said: 'Is your child okay? After the humid spring in the South, when she was a child she had a cough, remember correctly? got a bit of high blood pressure.'”

“Yes. What else?”

“‘In the palace, everything is still as usual, it's just that the magnolia flowers in Tri Tuyet garden have bloomed, there is no one to reward.’”

I raised the tea cup and took a sip.

“A letter only says two things, one is to care for a girl, the other is to act amorous.”

Tham Khanh Son did not dare to answer.

“Burn the letter. No return.”

Tham Khanh Son turned around to leave. He stopped walking.

“Send a package of high-class pipa cross-beams back to the capital.”

“Sent… to the crown prince?”"or banh.my.ot?"

“Send it to old butler Tham Uncle. He is old and coughs easily in spring."

Tham Khanh Son understood. Co Hanh's side waited for ten days, but could not wait for a response. Again, ask someone to spread the word and ask Tham Thanh Hoa if he received the letter or not. Tham Khanh Son followed my instructions and returned four words: received, no problem. News coming from the capital is getting thicker and thicker. Thuy Van contacted old acquaintances in the capital, each story was passed on. After Giang Anh Nguyet married into the Marquis' Palace, the first three days were fine. On the fourth day, he started managing the house, going through all the books, criticizing the old rules. On the fifth day, he took over the right to buy the kitchen from Vuong's mother. On the seventh day, because of the taste of a dish, he quarreled with Old Lady Co. On the tenth day, the housekeeper produced a shady book, eight hundred taels of silver that could not be compared clearly. On the twelfth day, a maid in the palace ran to the old lady to accuse her because her monthly salary was deducted. On the fifteenth day, old lady Gu spoke a sentence in front of the entire palace—

“When Mrs. Tham was still here, when did this kind of chaos happen in the house?”

Thuy Van read this sentence and her face looked extremely gloating.