Chapter 1282 More Money, People Will Float

"Send out scouts to detect the Wala people. Don't just trust Jinyiwei and Dongchang. Although they have done a good job, they may not be able to perceive the information we want to get. Our people are reliable..."

Meng Ying was a little tired, he took a sip of strong tea, and continued to order: "Send someone to search for information from Atai again, what Atai is most afraid of now is to call him out of love, so his information should be the most comprehensive. ..."

Meng Ying felt that she must have not slept well recently, so she had hallucinations.

"Baodinghou, come with us!"

Meng Ying rubbed her eyes, then said dully, "Where are you going?"

It was two Jinyi guards who came here, and they didn't bring anything except their sabers, but when they showed that kind of superficial smile, everyone remembered...

The former Jin Yiwei was extremely powerful! That cut Ji Gang could really despise princes at that time.

The people in the lobby couldn't help but take a step back, as if the Commander of Jin Yiwei, whose eyes narrowed like a poisonous snake, would appear the next moment.

Meng Ying followed like a puppet, these people woke up like a dream, and soon the news spread like wildfire, and the name of Jin Yiwei once again resounded throughout the capital.

"Why?"

Fang Xing woke up from a nap and went to see his daughter and daughter-in-law first. Now his favorite thing is to poke Wuyou's face, and the poke will bounce back, and then the little brow will be frowned, as if impatient.

When he reluctantly went to the front hall, Jia Quan brought him the news.

Jia Quan was confused and said: "It seems that His Majesty is furious, saying something to deceive the emperor, and..."

Zhu Di was very angry, and almost wanted to send Meng Ying to Xishi immediately, and use his blood to dispel the recent bad luck.

"It seems that something about Jinwu Qianwei's Deputy Qianhu happened. His Majesty was so furious that even the crown prince was scolded and knelt down to plead guilty."

Well……

Careerists are indispensable in all dynasties, and careerists who can bury a nail of the level of a deputy thousand households, to be honest, there are really many suspects.

Martial arts are possible, civil servants... even if they could, they wouldn't dare, thanks to those who dislike martial arts.

As for the royal family,

This is hard to say.

The father and son Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di were too domineering, which made the clan mansion, which manages the royal staff, a decoration, and there was almost no movement.

Seeing Fang Xing's expression that was half a smile, Jia Quan said, "Uncle, this officer also suspects King Zhao!"

Zhu Gaosui, this poisonous snake!

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful to bring trouble to your grandson."

Fang Xing stood up and said, "Thank you for the news. Your Majesty has been very angry recently. I have been dealt with. Fortunately, I am still in the confinement period, so I can continue to enjoy myself. You go back and tell the grandson that you should take care of things recently and accompany me." Accompany His Majesty, go home... just let him wait for the child to come out."

Zhu Di's suspicion already existed, and it got worse after a serious illness. At this time, such things during his illness broke out, and he guessed that he just wanted to kill people at the moment.

"It's enough to let him. Wan Wan spend more time with His Majesty. Granddaughter, the old man always loves her, but grandson is annoying!"

Jia Quan understood and left. The old man was not annoyed when he saw his grandson, but the emperor was annoyed when he saw his grandson.

The grandson is so big and so outstanding, is my father going to die? !

Before leaving, Jia Quan enviously said: "Uncle, those who sell glass have made a fortune, and they are comparing luxury with those who sell canned food!"

Fang Xing was stunned, and cursed: "You're so uneasy, Qian Duo is so flirtatious!"

Jia Quan scratched his head and said, "Your Highness, what did you say...the wine and meat of the Zhumen stinks, and the road is frozen to death."

The rich mansion, the mansion of Fan Jin, a wealthy merchant in Beiping, dare not use the rich mansion. It looks ordinary, but once inside, there are towers, waterside pavilions, flowers and plants in all seasons...

"This is luxury!"

boom!

Walking through the front hall, there was a loud noise.

There is a lake in front of you, with boats on the water and waterside pavilions beside the water.

The water pavilion is very large, and there are three connected rooms. At this time, the people inside are either standing or sitting, and they are crowded.

"Hahahaha! All the virtuous and talented come to the humble house today, I am flattered!"

An old man with a red face came striding forward, and a group of servant girls behind him followed very hard.

"Meet Fan Gong!"

All the scholars in the gazebo bowed to salute, and those who didn't know it thought that Fan Jin was a student of politics.

Fan Jin said heartily: "Sit down, sit down, some people will come later, everyone keep your appetite, ah!"

Among those scholars, some were puzzled by the meaning of keeping an appetite, and those who were proficient in it were already sniggering.

"Fan Gong looks after me, I'll wait for you to bother me!"

A young man in a royal blue robe came out to thank him, and all the scholars clapped their hands together, making a very noisy scene for a while.

"Fan Gong! It's been a long time."

At this time, a young man led a group of middle-aged men over. Looking at their clothes, they were probably well-off.

Fan Jin's eyes lit up, and he greeted him and said, "Master Fang, why is it so late!"

"Hahahaha! Fan Gong, today I brought some people to add to the fun."

The person who came was Fang Qiyuan. At this time, he was no longer in the Fang family's pitiful kneeling in front of Fang Xing, and looked radiant.

Fan Jin looked at Qian Donglai and the others behind him, squinted his eyes and said, "Today, merchants from the north and the south are gathering in Beiping. Those from the north are here, but what about those from the south?"

"Fan Gong! I'm waiting here, but I don't catch your eye!"

If the glass merchants headed by Fang Qiyuan belonged to the Northern Gang, then the group of merchants represented by Xu Qing was the Southern Gang.

Fan Jin rubbed his eyes, with a look of sudden realization on his face, he patted his forehead and said: "Look at me, look at me, I'm old, my eyesight can't work, I'm sorry, shopkeeper Xu."

Xu Qing cupped his hands, and then said to Fang Qiyuan: "Master Fang, you have been enjoying a prosperous time these days! The generation of Zhejiang/Jiangsu is your glass and mirror."

Fang Qiyuan clasped his hands and said: "You are not only selling canned food now, but also the special products from the south are overflowing in the north. Shopkeeper Xu, you have occupied a lot of shops in the big market! Why, how many shops are you willing to transfer?"

Xu Qing said with a smile: "Xu wants to, but I have to ask Xing and Bo. Can shopkeeper Fang afford to wait?"

Hearing this name, the scholars in the waterside pavilion were of all kinds, some were angry, some were thoughtful, some were dismissive...

Fan Jin was startled briefly, then broke out into a hearty laugh, cupped his hands and said, "It's just a joke, come on, everyone please."

Fang Qiyuan beckoned, and a group of Yingying and Yanyan who had been waiting behind all came over with charming smiles.

Then he said provocatively to Xu Qing: "Master Xu, what are the men and women you brought here for?"

Xu Qing pointed to the group of men, women and children behind him and said, "Southern opera has a long history, and not many people in the north have heard of it. This is Zhou Qingnian."

A man in his thirties came out from behind Xu Qing, and he said gently: "Zhou has met all the sages, and heard about today's grand event, Zhou just invited a troupe from Wenzhou to come here, and asked them to show their shame. Please don't laugh."

Immediately, the group of women entered several water pavilions, and suddenly some of the scholars were reserved, and some began to get close to them secretly, and it was very lively for a while.

Zhou Qingnian pointed to the shore, and the troupe immediately started putting on costumes.

Once inside, they occupied two tables.

Fan Jin squinted at the two groups of people and asked, "What do you say today?"

Fang Qiyuan said boldly: "Anything you want!"

"Okay! Bold!"

Fan Jin applauded lightly, and then looked at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing smiled and said, "Today's North-South Merchants' Grand Meeting is here, with the topic of student aid. Xu and the others are not far behind. Let Mr. Fan come up with a topic!"

The eyes of those scholars flickered, they became indifferent to the women around them, and all their attention was focused on Fan Jin.

Fan Jin stroked his beard and smiled, pointed to the water pavilions on the left and right and said: "Today's literary meeting, I'll wait and see who can come out on top, how about it?"