Things had come to this point, and everyone spent a few days tacitly thinking about it. Fortunately, there was still some time, and no one mentioned the Tianxiang Huihun Pill again. Blake Harrison had just survived an attack of the poison and had temporarily recovered some of his energy.
When Blake Harrison came back this time, he no longer asked about business matters. Even though the door of the Jiang Mansion was almost broken by knocks, Blake Harrison acted as if nothing had happened. No matter if they were high-ranking officials or shopkeepers and clerks, he looked down on them all.
Ethan Bennett knew that Blake Harrison's overthrow of Zeng Xian had already hurt his own people by a thousand casualties. The new emperor was also very wary of Blake Harrison. In addition, he had used up all the money in Jiang's grain store to relieve the siege of Suzhou, causing complaints from various shopkeepers. Everything had taken a sharp turn for the worse and there was no way to save it.
He knew that Blake Harrison was tired. He had shouldered too much over the years. Now fame, wealth and fortune were all just passing clouds. He just wanted to live his last days aimlessly.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching and the house is still busy decorating as usual, as if nothing had happened and everything is peaceful and perfect.
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