King, Queen Wants Divorce Again!

At a small Buddhist hall in the Great Temple.

The two youths knelt on the praying mat and kowtowed to the memorial tablet. Their faces were filled with grief.

Zheng Qingtai saw that his son had finished paying his respects, so he called for little Shamei to lead the way while he remained standing at the same spot, unmoving for a long time.

After a few moments, he heard the sound of a door opening and entering. He was slightly unhappy, every time he came here he would give instructions not to be disturbed. Who was it today that directly pushed open the door?

As he turned around, he saw two men standing by the door. He wanted to ask, but the tall man closed the door.

"Who are you?" When Zheng Qingtai saw Fu Diao's actions, he knew that they were here for him. He just didn't know what they were here for.

However, he spoke to Su Zixuan. Although Fu Guixin seemed a bit taller, but just based on his actions and eyes, it was obvious that he was in charge of this shorter man.

Su Zixuan smiled slightly and didn't lower his voice on purpose, bowing to Zheng Qingtai first.

"I am the merchant emperor, the woman of the Su Clan. I have come today to pay my respects to Lord Yan Yun Ambassador." After finishing her salutations, Su Zixuan faced Zheng Qingtai's measuring gaze. Her expression was calm, without the slightest trace of fear.

Zheng Qingtai had an impression of her after hearing her words and only realized that the person in front of him was a woman dressed as a man. However, he did not reveal anything on his face. We should have already sent a card to my residence. Why did you follow me here? "

Su Zixuan didn't feel awkward, and only said, "This humble girl came in a hurry and wasn't able to prepare a gift. I'm truly embarrassed to go to the mansion."

This was the first time Zheng Qingtai had ever heard such an answer and he was shamelessly confident.

Fu Dian, who was standing to the side as a bodyguard, was also speechless. He never thought that Su Zixuan would have a way to answer him in such a fluent manner.

"I came here today because I have no other choice. However, I still want you to hear what this humble woman has to say." With that, Su Zixuan bowed.

"Today, this humble girl came because Lord Salt Fate Envoy could help our Su Clan and Lord Patrol Officer to uncover the culprit that caused the sale of our salt." Su Zixuan's eyes stared unblinkingly at Zheng Qingtai. She was betting on this, betting on this, betting that this Lord Zheng knew everything.

Zheng Qingtai looked at Su Zixuan and understood what she meant.

After all these years, although he had been in low spirits and didn't want to care about things, he couldn't overdo it.

Therefore, he also knew about the matters at the salt field. A few years ago, when he wanted to manage it, he received some other information.

Heaven's will was playing tricks on him, so he decided to put it on hold. He admitted that he was afraid now, but there was now even more hatred that kept him in hibernation.

"Oh? "As for what I can help you with, not to mention that I don't even know what kind of salt it is, I just know why you want to help me."

"Also, you said Patrol Officer?" Zheng Qingtai's eyes narrowed. There was actually a patrolman in the east of the river who interviewed in private, but he didn't receive any news.

Su Zixuan didn't take these words seriously. The importance and power of the Salt Transport Division was too great. It was so great that even without doing anything, countless gold and silver had already been delivered to their doorstep.

All the salt had to go through the hands of this salt messenger.

However, she still obediently answered the Salt Fate Envoy's words, "It's Lord Fu Feihan from the capital." As he said this, he handed over a letter. It was personally written by Fu Feihan, and it was also stamped with his personal debt and the official seal of the patrolling officer.

When Zheng Qingtai saw this, he was silent for a long time before saying, "You may leave."

Su Zixuan sized up Zheng Qingtai's expression and knew that there was no point in saying anything now. Thus, she decided to just leave with Fu Dian.

After Su Zixuan had left, Zheng Qingtai still stood where he was for a long time. Sometimes he looked at the letter Fu Feihan had given him, and sometimes he looked at the plaque that held his wife and mother.

He knew that the grief and hatred that had been buried deep within his heart had caused him to waste his time settling down. He only wanted to let them do more wrong and get more evidence.

In order to take them down in one fell swoop, he didn't want them to have any chance of recovery.

However, the Su Clan's role in this place was very interesting. The biggest disaster was her family's salt shop, but in the Thirteen Salt Row, only two salt shops did such things.

Zheng Qingtai was very clear about this contradiction. Four years ago, when he first came to this place, aside from the six months of depression, he had started to slowly and strangely move closer to the salt shop. That is to say, he had been selling salt for a long time.

He didn't have any trusted aides in the east of the river, and when he found out about those things, he didn't dare act rashly. He didn't have any trusted aides in the east of the river, and when he found out about those things, he didn't dare act rashly.

He came here almost every month, sometimes with the child as a sacrifice, sometimes to say something in detail, to tell them what he had found out.

Four years after leaving the capital, Gou was an invisible person in this Salt Transport Division, so that the children could grow up safely.

Now that the child had matured, he would soon be able to take charge of his own affairs. It seemed that he would have the opportunity to reunite the accumulated resources with the world.