After getting into the negotiation with Wang Yu, Lin Xu found Song Changji.

Since Song Chaoshan asked Song Changji to buy fields under the Weaving Bureau's sign, Song Changji knew that he was only one layer of window paper away from his death without a burial place. Even if the matter of changing rice into mulberry can be accomplished, then Song Chaoshan may still have a high probability of making up for his merits, and he may even be valued by Yan Dang for this merit!

But no matter what the result is, I am dead!

Using the brand of the Weaving Bureau and buying the common people’s fields at a low price, this destroyed not only the reputation of the Weaving Bureau, but also the reputation of the emperor!

Therefore, he made a decision that he had to sell his property as soon as possible, escape from Daning, and never come back again!

For the past two days, he has been in extreme anxiety, unable to eat, unable to sleep, and his eyes are red!

After seeing Lin Xu, Song Changji immediately asked impatiently: "Mr. Lin, how about it? Have you negotiated with Bao Yifeng?"

"There is no agreement, Fang Jinglan fell ill after a stroke, and this matter cannot be negotiated for the time being."

"What?! Fang Jinglan fell ill?! How could he fall ill at this time?!"

"It's just a coincidence."

A complicated look appeared on Song Changji's face. He raised his head, looked at the sky blankly, and muttered to himself: "Fang Jinglan would not fall ill sooner or later, but she fell ill at this time. Is it really the heavens will kill me?"

"Ahem..."

After hearing this, Lin Xu couldn't help but cough. He really didn't expect that Song Changji would believe this.

However, it is normal to think about it. Natural science knowledge has not been popularized in this era. The common people generally believe in the existence of the way of heaven. Even the emperor calls himself the "Son of Heaven" and the herdsmen of the Heaven.

"Although it's impossible to get a talk with Bao Yifeng for the time being, I can talk to Jurichang."

Lin Xu continued.

"Ju Richang?! Ju Richang in Pingyao, Shanxi?!"

Song Changji immediately turned his head and looked at Lin Xu!

"That's right, Jurichang in Pingyao, Shanxi."

"In such a short time, have you already contacted Jurichang?"

"Haha, Pingyao is thousands of miles away from our Suzhou. Even if I have wings, I can't fly back and forth in such a short time! However, the eldest son of Jurichang is visiting my house. He has agreed and is willing to let Jurichang endorse our contract."

"Who is Jurichang's eldest son? Why is he in your house?"

Song Changji was very puzzled.

"His name is Wang Yu. As for why he is at my house, it's a bit long. In short, this is the case. If you agree, just do it like this. If you don't agree, then choose another money house, or you can talk to Baoyifeng yourself."

Lin Xu leisurely raised his legs, but he did not urge him because he knew that the person who was anxious now was Song Changji.
Chapter completed!