Although the property of the Wei Hou family is a bit of auspicious clouds that have borrowed the name of the imperial merchant and climbed up faster, it is true that they have not done any dirty things that secretly hurt their peers. If it weren't for some reason, we had to tear our faces and do it, in fact, there are some basic morals in the business world, and everyone still has to weigh and abide by them.

But today, some businessmen have always wanted to do things that they had to suppress in the end, and it seems that Wang Chi's words have been done.

Himself has become a similar "accomplice"?

The call bill of 30,000 taels of gold lifted the bottom of the silver treasury of Yunxia Qianzhuang!

But then again, to live the silver treasury of Yunxia Qianzhuang again, it really only takes 30,000 taels of gold? Hurriedly estimated, Yunxia Qianzhuang, which has won many sought-after by Beijing merchants, turned out to be just a "paper tiger" with a principal limit of less than 50,000 taels of gold?

There are also rumors of the imperial businessman. Although Ruan Luo had never touched the true background of Yunxia Qianzhuang, because of his friendship with the third prince Wang Zhe, he was able to find out some more reliable news than the rumors before he returned to Beijing. The statement that Yunxia Qianzhuang did for the imperial family is indeed true.

Because although the royal family has gained a lot of benefits from doing business, there are also many disadvantages, so this secret has been hidden very deeply. If it weren't for the fact that Yunxia Money Village would have learned that the other four money banks in Beijing were ready to join forces to run on the bank, so they deliberately released some words to knock and knock, I am afraid that the secret behind this hidden money bank would have been hidden from the world for a longer time.

However, although there were words released, it was not very clear, and even Ruan Luo, who was so close to the third prince Wang Zhe, only vaguely knew that Yunxia Qianzhuang was probably the property in the hands of Hou Wei Yunhuai in northern Jin.

Wei Yunhuai, the Marquis of Northern Jin, is not very smart, at least on the road to fame, he has lived for most of his life and has never taken the exam, and he has no ambitions, even his ancestors. Demengzu has accumulated shade for more than ten generations, and the Wei family has passed on to Wei Yunhuai's generation. Even if it can't be called a huge rich, it can be regarded as being able to keep the industry stable in the turbulent times more than 20 years ago, and you have no worries about food and clothing.

However, the Marquis of Northern Jin was able to fief the capital of Jin. Sitting on the worship of ten thousand households, mainly borrowing the blessings of his sister, the late Empress Wei Yunjue, the current emperor.

When Wang Chi was only a medium-sized general in the northern border pass, in the four years after marriage, his wife Wei Yunjue gave birth to a son and a daughter one after another. Helplessly, the climate in the north is cold and changeable, and Wei Yunjue has not improved since he gave birth to Wang Chi the next queen Qingqing in the confinement.

Wang Chi took great pity on his wife, and sent a few people from his personal guard camp to collect famous doctors and elixirs in the northwest land. At that time, although the old neighbor Beiyan was extremely resistant to people with the face of the Southern Zhou Dynasty crossing the city boundary, the Xiaoliang Kingdom in the northwest corner had also seen a small trend, and was more able to accept foreign individual visitors. In those years, although the self-produced materials were insufficient, Xiao Liang Guo, who was active in business and trade, indirectly helped Wang Chi a lot. The Wei family has a solid background, and is maintained by expensive tonics, although the Wang's wife Wei often feels tired and tired on weekdays, but she is barely able to get by.

But the world is unpredictable. Wang Chi's eldest son died of an acute illness at the age of five, which gave his wife Wei Yunjue the heaviest blow to his body and mind.

Although it didn't take long for Wang Chi to be the emperor, he posthumously crowned his wife Wei Yunjue as the queen of filial piety Chunxian, but he always felt that he owed his wife too much in his heart. One day, he borrowed a reason that was still in front of the courtiers, and made his wife and brother Wei Yunhuai the marquis of ten thousand households, fiefdom the capital of Jin, gave the hereditary title, and enjoyed the annual offering of ten thousand households.

Although Wang Chi did not hand over the real power of the marquis to Wei Yunhuai at the same time, except for an honorary title. Wei Yunhuai, the Marquis of Northern Jin, does not have the power to transfer troops, but Wei Yunhuai has no intention of being an official and manager, but in this year of confusion, he can sit back and enjoy the annual autumn harvest of the Jin capital and keep one percent of the tax for his own use, and accumulate family resources year by year, imagining the future. It's easy to save a huge amount of money.

However, Ruan Luo, who knew who the real helmsman of Yunxia Qianzhuang was, looked at this fortunate event that was incomparably beautiful in the past, and obviously felt a little strange and unpredictable.

Wang Chi lifted the bottom of the Yunxia Qianzhuang Silver Treasury, and it seemed that he intended to check his brother-in-law! What's going on?

Relying on power for personal gain has always been a taboo for imperial businessmen, not to mention that Wang Chi is still a new monarch, and he should attach great importance to establishing his own monarchial authority, so during this period, as an imperial businessman, he should be more vigilant and restrain himself. Otherwise, if there is the slightest disobedience at this stage of the new monarch's position, no matter what kind of relatives they are, they are likely to be regarded as a negative example of shocking the government and the opposition, and will be ruthlessly taken down and punished.

But His Majesty's move this time was inevitably too sudden, and even a little like an accidental idea.

As soon as his thoughts came to this point, Ruan Luo suddenly remembered the Qingchuan War that Wang Chi had told him about when he first arrived at the bookstore an hour ago, and he seemed to understand something. War is the most financially consuming thing in a country, and the Wei family is originally a big family that does not lack silver, and in recent years, they have enjoyed the marquis's ten thousand households, and the wealth of the family is indescribable, could it be that there is something wrong here?

"Young Master Ruan?"

Suddenly, there was a light call, and Ruan Luo was lifted out of his distracting thoughts, Ruan Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that it was the thirteenth guard who was calling him, so he said, "What's the matter?" ”

"You just said that 10,000 taels of gold were exchanged for a fraction of these official banknotes, where did the rest go?" Although the thirteenth guard was a little suspicious of what Ruan Luo was thinking about, he was not good at intervening, but just completed his duties calmly, "Yunxia Qianzhuang will exchange the bill you issued into a large ticket for receiving 150,000 taels of silver, and then send the large ticket to the Hengtai Pavilion for exchange with your subordinates, and the official banknote is worth 28,000 taels, and the remaining 120,000 taels of silver are these six jade plates." ”

Ruan Luo quickly recovered the merchant's mind, and as soon as the Guard Thirteen finished speaking, he immediately said, "Where are the two thousand taels left?" What is the use of the jade medals exchanged for an average of 20,000 taels of silver? ”

"The purpose of the jade plaque is more complicated, to put it simply, it can be used to travel through the pavilion area below the Junwang Lodge. There are a total of six Junwang Lodges in the Hengtai Pavilion District, that is to say, with this jade plaque as a reference, Ruan Gongzi can visit two-thirds of the Hengtai Pavilion without stagnation. Thirteen explained to Ruan Luo as concisely as possible the main purpose of the jade plate of 20,000 taels of silver, but when it was his turn to explain where the 2,000 taels of silver were used, he hesitated. Then he said: "Two thousand taels, the nearest 'Yuwu Pavilion' is packed, it is a good place to drink tea." ”

Ruan Luo listened to his explanation, although he had long known that the expenses of today's Qiē here would probably be all repaid to him by Wang Chi after one night. However, the first time he played this crazy game, he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth slightly. Two thousand taels can only be rented out here, but in Kyoto, even the title deed with the tables and chairs of the building are all bought out, and the value of a teahouse is so much.

For people who only have a house of gold and silver and no high-level status in the world, Hengtai Pavilion is really a good place to use silver tickets as firewood!

Thirteen noticed that Ruan Luo's face was a little wrong, and he was cautious about saying anything more, so he couldn't help but glance sideways at Wang Chi. After getting Wang Chi's eyes, Thirteen immediately felt like he was amnesty, and hurriedly stepped aside.

"This bit of silver. It's used appropriately. Wang Chi looked at Thirteen and Ah Ping, who were already standing together, and said slowly: "You two will walk ahead, Thirteen and be careful, and the matter of spending money will be handed over to the two of you." ”

Thirteen and Ah Ping hurriedly responded when they heard this.

Ruan Luo heard Wang Chi's voice, and gradually regained his heart.

Except for a few single courtyards. The guard rules of the Hengtai Pavilion are generally strict on the outside and loose on the inside. Now that the most troublesome formalities of getting through the guò gate have been completed, the rest of the walk will be much easier. With a slight sigh of relief, Ruan Luo cast his gaze away, focusing on the buildings in the museum area, and then he saw a group of five people walking quickly from a straight street in the museum area.

The four in the back of the five seemed to be dressed as guys in a restaurant and teahouse, and the leader was in Ruan Luo's opinion, and the identity of the chief cashier was obvious. Ruan Luo usually deals with this kind of person.

The five of them walked to Wang Chi, and the middle-aged man in silk clothes who looked like the head of the shopkeeper hurriedly bowed down and laughed, raised his fists and said respectfully: "Dare to ask, this is the old man Wang who came to Beijing to enjoy the spring, right?" ”

Of course, Wang Chi nodded, and secretly smiled that Yue Yu had not walked out of the palace, and the compilation work of the thirteen seemed to be more refined.

The identity of the visitor was confirmed. The smile on the face of the shopkeeper in the silk suit was even brighter, and he no longer asked Ruan Luo's identity, but made a word "please" with one hand to the right, and said preconceptively: "It's the little shopkeeper of Yuwu Pavilion with four guys." We are here to greet two distinguished guests. The floor in the pavilion is dusted, and the snow spring on the stove is slightly hot. ”

"Okay." Wang Chi smiled slightly, "The shopkeeper's courtesy is heavy." ”

Ruan Luo, who was standing half a step behind Wang Chi's side, was sluggish again at this time, and the title of "Zun Gongzi" fell into his ears, knocking his eyebrows up.

And the bodyguard Ah Tong, who was standing behind Ruan Luo, heard what Wang Chi said, and he had quite an objection in his heart: Two thousand taels for a few guys in the teahouse came out to greet each other, this is not a courtesy from the other party, right? However, his son-in-law's silver bag was cut severely, which is a bit heavy.

The guard thirteen and the bodyguard Ah Ping, who were at the forefront, had already begun to issue silver tickets to the teahouse guys, two for each person, and the official banknotes of twenty taels were exchanged for silver bills, and at least sixteen or seven taels could be obtained, and the smiles on the faces of the four guys were more real, and the taste of joy at that time.

Ruan Luo, who was slowly behind Wang Chi, couldn't get up quickly, and suddenly he saw Wang Chi look back at him, and said in a very soft voice: "Are you thinking about the matter of Yunxia Qianzhuang?" Or should I say that you have already begun to think about the matter of the Marquis of Jinbei? ”

Ruan Luo's eyes lit up, and he was very surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that although he hadn't mentioned a word about his hidden thoughts, he had already been understood by Wang Chi so accurately.

Facing Wang Chi's gaze, Ruan Luo moved the corners of his lips, and was quite hesitant whether to say it, so he heard Wang Chi say softly: "So I just said that the thirteen flowers of silver are quite appropriate, and the sound avoidance effect of Yuwu Pavilion is very good, and it is more comfortable to chat there than to stand on this street." ”

Ruan Luo understood, didn't say anything more, just quickened his pace.

……

After leaving a copper coin at the wonton restaurant, the unkempt woodcutter who walked away quickly only bypassed one street and stopped when he reached a corner of the street where there were few people. After holding his breath and observing the surroundings for a moment, the unkempt woodcutter immediately kicked the stone onto the wall, and disappeared into the wall in an instant.

Landing in the backyard of a private house, the unkempt woodcutter walked around the main house for a while, quickly scanned the four corners of the courtyard, and once again made sure that no one was there.

When crossing the threshold of the kitchen. His left hand had already removed the clump of hair like withered grass from his head, and with his right hand, he rested the wood knife he was carrying on the stove, and then hooked his index finger and slashed it to his waist, and the corset belt was relaxed. The tattered sackcloth peeled off the placket and slid down his shoulders to his right hand.

After taking off the sackcloth, the gray cloth shirt with narrow sleeves and short placket was revealed, cut and cut close-to-the-body, faintly revealing his slender and well-proportioned body. His back was straight, his arms were long and his shoulders were broad, which did not resemble the physique of a man who had been overworked all year round.

While his right hand wrapped the "hair" in sackcloth, his left hand soon picked up the wood knife resting on the stove, and took advantage of the situation towards the fire sickle that the family used to hang on the wall not far from the stove. At a very fast speed, several times in a row, and suddenly sparks flew everywhere.

The crumpled sackcloth in his hand touched the spark, and soon a thin wisp of smoke rose, and the young woodcutter, who had no unkempt hair, stuffed the tattered wig into the stove, and then he pulled out a small paper bag from the narrow sleeve. Pour out a black ball the size of a soybean, crush it between your index finger and thumb, and sprinkle it into the stove.

The pitch-black stove suddenly brightened, and a few sparks that were originally just smoking, in the blink of an eye, spit out tongues of fire as if they were a little demonized, engulfing the tattered sackcloth.

Scooped a scoop of water from the kitchen water tank, and the salt from the stove of this household. Deliberately clean the mouth of the tooth that has not been washed for several days. When the grime on the young face was washed away, the woodcutter put down a black hair tightly coiled on the top of his head, dipped his fingers in water as a comb, thinned it a few times, and then pulled out a new purple ribbon embroidered with white plum blossoms from the inside of the placket, and loosely tied the long, slightly damp hair behind his head.

Get out of this family's kitchen. It is difficult to find traces of firewood gatherers in the mountains on the young people who are already new. It was late afternoon, and the clothes hanging in the backyard of the family were dry, but the young man only glanced at the rope a few times, and did not take the clothes on the rope. Instead, they went straight to the head of household.

With a tense wrist and a clasped thumb, the iron lock hanging from the door was like beans fried in a hot pan, and the door of the main house opened. The young man went straight in, then turned and walked into the bedroom next to the main hall, and opened the closet that stood next to the wall. His gaze swept over, and instead of taking the properly hung brocade robe, his gaze drooped slightly, and fell on a neatly folded heavy purple silk shirt in the corner of the cabinet.

Putting on the purple one, the young man instantly had a kind of businessman's temperament, and soon his eyes fell on the corner of the wardrobe, but he took a fancy to the size of the pair of mille-feuille bottom cloth shoes, which seemed to be the same size as the clothes of the man of this family, and the shoes fit well.

He bent down to get the shoes, but unexpectedly pulled out a handful of loose silver from the shoes, and the young man was slightly stunned at first, and then his habitually tight lips hooked upward. He poured out the broken silver and put it back in the corner where the shoes were kept, put the cloth shoes on, and the young man closed his closet, took the tattered cloth shoes he had been wearing, and went out of the house, and closed the door again.

As he closed the door, the young man threw the iron lock, which had just been torn open by himself with two fingers, into the corner of the yard, and a cluster of blooming wildflowers shook gently, submerging the slightly rusty lock.

Returning to the kitchen, and disposing of the tattered cloth shoes in the same order as the tattered sackcloth, the young man picked up the wood knife resting on the edge of the stove again, and stabbed it into the hearth, and made sure that the ashes, which were slightly different in color from the wood ash, had been burned out, and then he stood up straight, took two steps, and stood the wood knife next to a wood-splitting axe in the corner.

Out of the kitchen, the young man looked around the courtyard again, and suddenly a thought occurred to him, and he walked past the clothesline, and pulled a plain shirt hanging from the rope a little crookedly. When he had done this, he sighed softly with satisfaction, and finally kicked the stone up the wall again, and walked away in the direction he had come.

About half an hour after the young man left, the courtyard door of the house opened from the outside in, and a middle-aged couple walked in, but it was the main owner of the family who had gone out before noon.

The middle-aged male protagonist is slightly thin, with thin eyebrows and a long face, which shows that he should have some delicate temperament when he was a teenager. However, when people reach middle age, the corners of their mouths are no longer easy to rise, their pupils seem to be cloudy, and the expression of affection on their faces is also locked by the repeated life that lasts all day, making them mature but gradually getting old.

He walked behind the middle-aged woman, his eyes glazed over, and his face was drunk, as if he had gone to some family and friend's house at noon, and had eaten too much wine during the banquet. In contrast, the middle-aged woman looks shrewd and has a calmer complexion.

But when the woman went into the courtyard. As soon as she swept to the door of the main house, she suddenly couldn't calm down.

"Boss, when we left before noon, didn't I tell you for my wife. Do you want to lock the gate? ”

The woman's voice was slightly louder, and the half-drunk and half-awake middle-aged man stiffened his neck when he was drunk. He finally opened his squinted eyes wider, and glanced at the padlock on the door.

After making sure that the door was not locked, the man felt a little weak, but he was afraid that his wife would roar, and he was afraid of the strength of the wine, and he was a little unwilling to be pressed by his wife all the time, so he forced a somewhat obscure voice and said: "It's not that you kept urging when you left, and the husband's family may have forgotten...... But I remember that I locked the door, otherwise how could the key be in my hand? ”

The woman lowered her eyes and glanced at her hand. When she opened the lock on the gate of the yard just now, the key was indeed taken from her husband, and she couldn't help but be slightly stunned when she thought of this.

But she quickly figured out a problem, and immediately shouted: "Our lock can be locked without a key." You have to use a key when you open the lock! ”

As the woman spoke, she seemed to be about to snap her husband's fingers, but as soon as one hand was halfway raised, she sighed again and lowered it gently. Glancing at her husband's drunken and red face, she only thought in her heart that she couldn't listen to anything she said to him at this time.

The woman's annoyance had just been suppressed by herself, and the corner of her eye swept over the plain tunic hanging from the clothesline in the courtyard. Noticing that the crooked placket that had been washed cleanly somehow had an extra piece of dirt, the fire in her heart suddenly rubbed up again, and she scolded: "Whose domestic cat is this restless scratch?!" ”

Looking at the direction his wife was going, the man didn't need to open his eyes to see the dress clearly, he already knew in his heart what she was complaining about. Maybe it's because I drank wine and strengthened my spirit. He casually threw a sentence: "If it's dirty, wash it again, why do you have to make noise about everything?" Are you going to catch that cat and fight with it again? ”

This simply adds fuel to the fire.

The woman turned around and said, "You don't need to wash these clothes, and you don't feel tired standing and talking, right?" ”

The male owner finally realized the strict nature of the problem between the scenes, and he shouldn't have answered at all just now. And if he continued like this, it was estimated that he would not be able to escape another dispute today, so he quickly closed his mouth and said no more.

Although he has now saved up a shop and has a worry-free life, the capital of his business is all dependent on the dowry brought by his wife when she got married. The wife was born in a wealthy family, and since she was a child, she learned from her parents and learned well, and now this small family that is gradually getting richer, in fact, the main living silver is in the hands of his wife. Although his mind is a little dizzy at the moment, as long as his wife's voice is in his ears, he can't ignore the reality of this wife's respect for her husband.

Closing his mouth, the corners of his mouth were a little displeased, and the man walked towards the main house with his hands tied.

A few days ago, I met a childhood friend in Beijing, and I was invited to visit today, and at the lunch banquet, I talked about playing together in this small seaside town called "Koyo" as a child, and then experienced the turmoil in Kyoto and lost contact, and a couple of pee drank a few more glasses. In the afternoon, he came back drunk, but at this moment, he was quarreled with by his wife, and his dizziness was even worse, and he just wanted to sit down and rest quickly.

However, as soon as the man pushed open the door of the main house, he stepped in halfway with his front foot, and his wife exclaimed from behind him, which startled him again.

"Boss, is our family a thief?"

After a little calm, the man didn't even want to turn his head back, and said a little impatiently: "Don't be surprised, have you seen that family was robbed, can the door be so neat?" ”

However, as soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly remembered something, and the strength of the wine in his brain suddenly cleared up, and his legs and feet immediately became sharp, and he went straight to the bedroom on the side of the hall.

Opening the closet, his eyes widened slightly, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Quickly scooped up a handful of broken silver that was spread out in a corner of the closet, hurriedly filled it into another pair of shoes, and hurriedly got up, and the sound of light footsteps behind him was already very close. He didn't have time to close the closet, so he pretended to pick up the clothes inside, and was frightened by this nervousness, he faced the closet, and the flush that was washed up by the wine was much lighter, and a trace of doubt rose in his drunken eyes: the shoes were missing, it seemed that he was really robbed, but the silver was still there, what was going on?