。 After Bu Ci and Shi Wancang had a stalemate, "it was even more difficult to negotiate on the afternoon of Pingqiu Jia, and the money village was run on the tide, so that there was no silver reserve in the treasury, and the exchange could not be carried out naturally, as long as the door was closed." But even so. There were still a large number of people with Ping's money tickets waiting outside the money shop. Day and night. It's a cold day. Because it's so cold that I can't stand it. Someone erected a grass hut on the side of the street, and at night, a little bonfire was lit. Fortunately, the weather is gradually getting warmer, and I am not afraid of freezing to death. But even so, there are many people who have frozen out of the problem, so that several nearby pharmacies have made a lot of money.

However, so many people living together still alarmed the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion, and the officials kept coming to ask what was going on, and even the Jinyi Guard, who was in charge of this area, also took action.

Jinyi Wei couldn't afford to provoke them in the autumn, so he could only let them go. There are acquaintances in Pingqiu over there in Shuntianfu, and if they ask for favors, they will not be arrested for questioning. However, the officials in charge of the fire brigade sat in the money village all day long, asking for food and drink, shouting five and drinking, which was annoying.

Fortunately, with these officials, the people who held money tickets that had become waste paper did not riot, and in the past, some people shouted "He is from Ping's money village" and then thousands of people came forward to beat them for a while.

Ping Qiuli didn't know how many days he had been trapped in the money village, he ate and slept all day. Don't think about anything, don't want to do anything. He is the head of the Ping family's money bank, and as long as he dares to go out the door, he will be beaten into meat sauce by the angry people. Today's Ping's money is simply one for him. Grand Prison.

"But the world is just a bigger cell for me." Pingqiuli sat up lazily from the kang. Slowly dressed, his head folded, and he was about to insert the ivory twilight into it. But in the bronze mirror, I saw a pale and emaciated face. He was startled in his heart, and unconsciously cried out: "Who is this, is this still me?" ”

In the past, he was proud, his eyes were full of confidence, and he boasted of being handsome. Seeing his face haggard like this, he felt a sadness in his heart, and muttered: "Pingqiuli, Pingqiuli, in vain, you used to think of yourself as a peerless countryman, and when you encounter such a hurdle that is neither high nor low, you can't get over it, just Gu Tang, this is not like you!" If you hide here, not only will you not be able to do anything, but people will look down on you. Not only will Sun Dan laugh at you, but even the prince of Qingzhou will not let you go. ”

He reached out and flicked his finger on the surface of the bronze mirror, screezing it to the ground.

Another sip of hot tea, pulled out the stance, and punched a set of punches in the room. When the body is hot, the brain is also flexible.

"Now, things have deteriorated to the point of no return, and I can't say that I have to go to my teacher. In this world, maybe only a teacher can save me. However, the teacher is a pawn of the prince who has been ambushed in the capital for many years, so he will be moved for this matter, is it appropriate, will the prince agree? Pingqiuli stopped, his mentor, Mao Ji, the deputy assistant of the cabinet, and Qingzhou were not a matter of one or two days. But on the bright side, Mao Tongqingzhou is very difficult to deal with. The table even asked the state to limit the size of the major Jiye manors and slaves in Shandong.

Now, just because of the matter of Qian Zhuang, I went to ask him to take action and let him be exposed, not only would the prince be furious, but I was afraid that the teacher would also be very disappointed in himself, right?

However, if you don't go to him, what will happen here?

It's not an idea to get bogged down in the affairs of the bank. There are so many big things waiting for me to do in the autumn!

As soon as he thought of this, Pingqiuli stood firmly in the room and fell into a demented appearance again.

was stunned, one, and the next person came to report: "Master Ping, there is a guest surnamed Guo who asked to see him, saying that he came from the Marquis of Wuding's mansion." ”

Ping Qiuli was sad in his heart, and suddenly became a little impatient: "Go and go, knock him out, I won't see anyone, wait, what are you talking about." Wuding Marquis's Mansion, surnamed Guo? ”

"Exactly." The subordinate replied respectfully.

"The surname Guo is one. A man in his forties? Ping Qiuli thought that Guo Xun was coming, and his face was cloudy.

"No, it's a teenage master."

"I'm thinking about it." Ping Qiuli slapped his forehead. What kind of character is Guo Xun, how can he come to Qianzhuang. It was a teenager who came, and it was estimated that he should be the next generation of the Guo family. He hurriedly said: "Open the middle door and follow me to greet you." ”

The subordinate smiled bitterly: "Master Ping, the middle door can't be opened, as soon as the door is opened, the group of mobs outside rushed in." ”

Ping Qiuli was greatly depressed, and said dejectedly: "Quietly invite him in." ”

The visiting boy with the name of Guo is none other than Guo Zeng. There was also a person beside him, it was Feng Zhen. Guo Zeng said that this is a businessman from Jiangnan.

Guo Zengping knew it in the autumn, knowing that his status in the mansion was not high, and this visit was not Guo Xun's intention, so he suddenly lost interest. But as a master's family, he can't help but cheer up his spirit and be weak. As for businessmen like Feng Zhen, Ping Qiuli was not interested in getting to know him.

The two sides sat down, ate a few sips of tea, and began to chat.

In Pingqiuli, the eyes are higher than the top on weekdays, and the people who come and go are either high-ranking officials and nobles, or the elites of Shilin talk and laugh and have a great Confucianism, and there is no white ding, and the vision and conversation are naturally first-class.

He was supposed to talk to Guo Zeng about today's weather, and then talk about the recent anecdotes in the capital and the direction of the Shilin wind.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, Guo Zeng began to talk about Kun dialect, saying that the team had come to open a new repertoire, who was the one who said "The beauty of the good day is the sky". There are new changes in the word "day" in terms of ventilation, and there is a paragraph on the scene as he speaks.

The more Pingqiu listened, the more angry he became, he was also a famous talent, and it would be dirty to say this in front of him.

But for Guo Xun's sake, Pingqiu was not good, just sitting there with a gloomy face. Appears to be getting more and more impatient.

Fortunately, Feng Zhen saw that something was wrong and coughed. interrupted Guo Zeng's performance: "Brother Guo, Mr. Ping is a great Confucian in the world, and he doesn't like Kunhua." This made Guo Zeng stop stupidly.

Feng Zhen: "Mr. Ping is amazingly talented, and it is understandable that he doesn't like this kind of worldly things. However, I heard that Xiao Yang also likes Kun dialect. even wrote a lot of jokes for the Zhanjia class. this thing. It's okay to play, and it's also a thing to cultivate sentiment. ”

Feng Zhen moved out of Yang Shen to make an analogy, and Ping Qiuli was not easy to refute. However, he paid attention to Feng Zhen, and glanced at his two hands exposed outside his sleeves, but he was shocked in his heart: "This person's martial arts are good!" ”

It turns out that there is a huge difference between the hands of those who have practiced martial arts and those who have not. For example, the protrusions on the fists of the two hands of the man in front of him have been smoothed out, obviously from the long-term sandbag, and there are thick and rigid cocoons on it. And. This man sits here. The waist is straight. Legs are deliberately open. The legs and waist are connected in a line, and there is naturally a chilling murderous aura.

Ping Qiuli paid attention, "This Boss Feng is from Jiangnan, looking at your figure, you also have martial arts, but you don't know which school to learn from?" ”

"It's hard to be in the next Feng. He has been engaged in the silk industry for a long time, walking the rivers and lakes, and has a skill next to him and has an additional ability to protect himself. I didn't formally worship the master, but I learned a few days from the martial arts hand of the nursing home. Wild fox Zen only. Let Mr. Ping joke about such a generous family. Feng Zhen arched his hand.

"The caretaker can't learn your martial arts." Ping Qiuli didn't want to get to the bottom of it: "Recently, the south has been quiet, and the silk business is not good." ”

"That's, it's not too easy to do, after the paint mess. My business in the South has stopped. Now he has fled to Beijing to see if he can find a way to live. Feng Zhen pretended to be distressed, and sighed: "Hey, interlacing is like a mountain, and I don't do silk business anymore, but my eyes are black." Ay. Could it be that my old Feng is out of business, holding hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to buy a house in Beijing and be crippled? Unwilling! ”

Hearing Feng Zhen say that he had hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in hand, Ping Qiuli's eyes lit up, and his breathing became short. Asked carefully: "What business did Boss Feng see a few days ago and what are you going to do?" ”

Feng Zhen smiled in his heart, and said secretly: It's still the master's cleverness, knowing that this kid wants to fall into my trap, this strategy is really poisonous, and I can't think of it for my old Feng.

Yesterday, Feng Zhen gave Guo Zengliu two pieces of silver, and comforted him a few words. suggested that Guo Zeng should do some business with him, so as to do some scraping for the future.

Guo Zeng is just a low-status concubine in the house, if nothing else, this life will be a life of eating and waiting for death, plus he is cowardly and cowardly, he can't do anything. Hearing Feng Zhen's words, although his heart was moved, he said worriedly: "It would naturally be best if I could partner with my eldest brother, but I, Guo Zengyi, have no capital." Two are incapable. I'm afraid I'm going to drag down the big brother. ”

Feng Zhen said that it was okay, and said that in the name of your Guo family, no matter what you do, it is one word "earn" and two words "earn": "I have a big business on hand, if I do it well, I will not be able to eat you for the rest of your life." However, this matter needs to use your Guo family's signboard, and you will need to come forward when the time comes. ”

Guo Zeng hurriedly asked: "What kind of big student has" Feng Zhen said without changing his face: "Put the money in the print." ”

Guo Zeng was shocked: "This is not okay? ”

Feng Zhen said lightly: "Why can't it be." And I won't let you pay out of pocket, and I won't have to collect money from you in the future. I heard that your Guo family knows each other in Pingqiuli. You can come forward and introduce me. I will give you five thousand taels for this matter. Hehe, brother, five thousand taels. The monthly official is only five taels per class, and even if you see him every day, it will take three years to spend it all. You think about it, I'll wait for you to reply. ”

When it came to Yueguan, although Guo Zeng felt that this matter was inappropriate, he obediently complied.

Hearing Ping Qiuli's question at this moment, Guo Zeng interjected with a smile: "Mr. Ping, Guo Nan has dealt with my Guo family for many years before becoming Boss Guo. This time, Boss Guo fled to the capital, and when he met my father, he thought about asking my father to help him come up with an idea. Outcome. His father advised him to make a living by putting money in prints. ”

Ping Qiuli nodded: "Guo Hou is in charge of the security of the capital. You are his person, and it is naturally the best choice to put the money in the print. ”

Feng Zhen scratched his head and became even more distressed: "That's right, the profit of putting the seal is big." Unfortunately, I have too much money on hand. I can't find such a big user, and no one has the strength to borrow the 300,000 taels of cash from me in one go. Hey, I heard Guo Zeng Guo Ge'er say that Mr. Ping is a senior in the business community in Beijing. I came to visit today, I want to ask Mr. Ping to give me some guidance and see what kind of business I am engaged in. ”

"Do you really have 300,000 taels?" Ping Qiuli stood up suddenly, his eyes full of eagerness: "What better business is there than putting money in print?" In this way, you can put the money to our Ping's Qianzhuang, and I want it. ”

Feng Zhen was a little embarrassed: "Everyone is so familiar. Not good. According to the rules, Yinzi money is only a short-term loan, and it can't be used for five days, and it has to be repaid three times the interest, such a high interest."

"Needless to say, just five days, three times the interest, and lend me your 300,000 taels." Ping Qiuli was very excited, as long as he had the 300,000 taels in hand, he dared to do 3 million taels of money. As long as you deal with the current run. The credibility of the money bank has been restored, and it is not easy to make money? Although the usury borrowed from Feng Zhen will lose 600,000. But Pingqiuli made this money village to raise funds for the prince's activities, and he didn't think about what business he wanted to do to make money. As long as the prince ascends the throne, it doesn't matter if the money tickets that go out turn into waste paper again, and then let the prince have a headache.

Ping Qiuli: "Where is your silver?" ”

Feng Zhen: "It's on the boat, it's time to go to Tongxian." He pretended to be very embarrassed: "Everyone is an acquaintance, right?" ”

Ping Qiuli waved his hand and beckoned a subordinate to come over: "The Four Treasures of the Scholar's Chamber, I want to write a contract with Boss Feng." Brother Guo, you are one of the people. ”

Feng Zhen still looked very unwilling, and muttered, "I really don't want to do this kind of business." And that's it, we're still friends. Mr. Ping. Or don't. Would you like to help your brother show me the way to make money? ”

Now, the 300,000 taels of silver in Feng Zhen's hand is the only life-saving straw in Pingqiu, so he naturally refuses to let go. Everything is cared about and messed up. Pingqiuli has been messed up. Anger flashed on his face, "Boss Feng, it's not interesting for you to say this." I'll lend you money. When the time comes, I will pay you back with interest. One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer. You open the door to do business. How do you push guests outward? ”

Feng Zhen still didn't want to: "It's not appropriate." ”

Ping Qiuli also said more than Feng Zhen, picked up the pen and began to write the IOU.

"Wait." Feng Zhen put his hand on the IOU.

Ping Qiuli: "Why, you still don't agree?" ”

Feng Zhen smiled: "Master Ping is willing to take care of Feng Nandang's business, I am naturally grateful." However, there are rules for doing business, personal friendship is personal friendship, and business belongs to business. Ping Ye borrowed me so much real money, just relying on such a note? ”

Ping Qiuli understood, and his heart was even more annoyed: "I still have more than 20 shops and a few in the capital. The manor, together worth more than one million taels, cannot be sold for cash for a while, and it is mortgaged to you. I'll lend you only the 300,000 taels for five days, five days later. Give you back a million. After writing the IOU, Ping Qiuli threw the pen: "Boss Feng, sign and draw." I'm going to give you this contract when I see the money tonight."

Feng Zhen: "Okay, let's go out to Tongxian later, my silver boat is docked at the Tongxian wharf." ”