Qing Yan never let go, and several Mongolian descendants of Fujin were upset in their hearts.
They should not have taken any action against Qing Yan.
All their plans have been shattered.
What should they do now?
Qing Yan sat aside with a teacup in his hands, looking at these Mongolian Fujins from the corner of his eye.
They really thought they were stupid.
Just because she doesn't like to use her brain doesn't mean she doesn't have any.
If she is plotted by these people, there must be no other way.
"We were just unsure about these four Fujins, so we didn't realize that our names were fake."
Gega's direct descendant Fujin said quickly.
She took advantage of Linglong Pavilion's leadership to deal with Glenn, which also caused a lot of trouble.
If Qing Yan never does business here again, the craftsmen she hired at a high price will be in vain.
"Nazai, the person you hired is just a person who has studied for less than a month and has not graduated at all."
Qing Yan said lightly.
Ever since she suspected that someone had come to Mongolia and helped these Mongolian descendants to become false leaders, she had been investigating the whereabouts of these people.
A craftsman who had been studying for a month suddenly disappeared, and even his family members were missing.
The man's neighbors learned that a few Mongolians dressed as Manchus took him away.
In an instant, Yin understood that these direct descendants wanted Qing Yan to be their helper.
What Kangxi looked at Qing Yan in surprise.
No matter how cruel the fight in the backyard was, Kangxi didn't think it was anything.
However, when he pushed his hand towards the royal family, Kangxi was in a bad mood.
"My dear, is this news true?"
Concubine Tong asked.
Nazai can hold people in her hands, so can the concubines’ natal families do the same?
Besides, how many people in the public have the reputation of Linglong Pavilion?
"E Niang, E Lu personally investigated it," Yin said while helping Qing Yan.
Kangxi and Concubine Tong looked ugly.
This was obviously a frame-up.
The Mongolian leaders trembled in their hearts.
These women really have long hair and short knowledge.
Which of the palace concubines is not carrying the head and face of Linglong Pavilion?
These people know to some extent that except for the design of Qing Banquet, the rest of the head and face of Linglong Pavilion are all crafts.
Designed by human hands.
Even if the imitated heads and faces look similar, in fact, they are still different.
"I don't know, but you have reached out to the capital."
Kangxi looked down at the leaders.
No wonder, Qing Yan always said that Linglong Pavilion seemed to be being targeted.
As long as some kind of reputation appeared, someone would soon imitate it.
These fake heads and faces must have brought a lot of benefits to these princes.
"Huang Ama, and these fake names have also flowed to the capital."
Qingyan caught the high-cost ones several times, but the effect was not very good.
Concubine Tong was a little surprised.
What dissatisfaction did these Mongolians have?
Even Linglong Pavilion's financial path would be cut off.
Qing Yan stood up, twisted the small handkerchief in his hand, and said Lang Sheng: "In business, if any substitutes appear, I won't be surprised.
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After all, there must be competition in the shopping mall.
However, Don’t you think it’s a bit pretentious to use this method to imitate other people’s reputation, and also use Linglong Pavilion’s reputation to do it?
It seems that it should make you a lot of money.”
Qing Yan's words were like an ice knife, poking directly into the heart of every leader.
This year, they did take advantage of those craftsmen and made a lot of money.
Now, they felt a little unhappy.
Qing Yan made it clear.
Kangxi's eyes became colder when he looked at them.
Originally, they had been crying about poverty, and at a fixed time, they would ask for money and food.
"If you have peace, I should have given you enough silver and food.
Now, you have to make up for it on my daughter-in-law."
Kangxi was very happy.
Have they all fallen in the eyes of money?
Every time, Yin said that Qingyan was like a little Pixiu, a master who could only get in but not get out.
Now, he felt that it was not easy for Xiaoguai to do what he did now.
"No, slaves don't dare."
Gega and others didn't dare to act, so they knelt on the ground.
They got a lot of silver and grain, but those were for the entire tribe.
Using Linglong Pavilion to sell fake names, these are their own money.
"Huang Ama, I have helped Xiaoguai find a place where fake jewelry is made several times."
Yin looked at the leaders and his eyes became colder.
"I haven't found it yet.
Unexpectedly, I hid on the grassland."
Concubine Tong held back her laughter, feeling choked by Yin's words.
"The divisions for princes and princes should not be enough.
Madam Angumama is still here, so she should give extra rewards to prevent these leaders from being stretched."
Yin doesn't care whether he offends these people, little Linglong Pavilion He was almost served, which made him the most angry.
Kangxi was secretly satisfied with what Yin said.
If something happened to Qing Yan, Yin would definitely be involved.
"I don't dare, Fourth Master, these are things done by women, and I and others don't know about it."
Several leaders quickly said that they didn't know.
A trace of surprise flashed across the faces of the women.
Qing Yan sympathized with them.
When necessary, her husband withdrew them and used them as scapegoats.
"Gerga, Nazai is a descendant of the Empress Dowager's brother," Kangxi paused, "It's not a big deal, so forget it."
In addition to being problematic, Horqin's direct lineage was always a scandal to the royal family.
The Empress Dowager did too much for the Qing Dynasty.
Outsiders felt that the old lady had sacrificed a lot for the Qing Dynasty.
They wanted to punish her at this time and said that the Qing Dynasty and Mongolia were ungrateful.
Ge Ga clenched her hands into fists.
She couldn't control the anger in her heart.
When did she need a woman to help her?
"I understand," Gegar could only bear this breath, because Nazai was Horqin's direct descendant.
Nazai breathed a sigh of relief.
In the end, it was her natal family who saved her life.
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"My slave, I acknowledge my guilt."
Nazai quickly apologized.
It was not easy for her to save her life, and she was determined not to make any more mistakes.
Gega has stopped going to her tent for a long time.
She knows how to do it, and she also hopes that the prince can be educated under her knees, and in the end, there will be someone to take care of her until she grows old.
On the grassland, Crown Prince Gega was born to Fu Jin, and he was not educated under his direct descendant Fujin's knees as required, but was taught by Gran Yin himself.
After Kangxi investigated the truth, he thought of letting it go.
After all, it was Gega's failure to follow the rules that caused a tragedy.
The Qing Banquet was not a pleasant one.
Not only did he have to help the housekeeper, but he also had to educate his bastard son.
Even a woman would feel unbalanced in her heart.
Now, Nazai has no way to refuse and has to confess here
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