In a flower hall covered by pomegranate flowers, the sound of the piano is melodious and tactful. The fragrance came from all around, and several delicate maids walked by gently, hitting each other with hairpins on their bodies, making a sound like wind chimes.

In the west of Beijing, where hunger is everywhere and thousands of miles away, it is so elegant and pure that it is not like the world. An old man in his sixties, dressed in a thin shirt, reclined on the Hu bed, and the two maidservants behind him shook the pu fan, which made the originally cool hall have more cool breezes. There was a fresh lychee on the desk, and the old man put one in his mouth, but a pair of cloudy triangular eyes looked at the shadow of the strings behind the piano case without blinking.

The woman who stroked the qin, with a green silk loosely held, hanging on her shoulders, the light was recognizable, and the sparkling in her eyes looked very charming.

This woman is none other than the Oiran Dancing Moon Girl of the Jade Building, and she is also the most famous and expensive Qinglou girl in Luoyang City.

That Lao Su is the first grain merchant on Jingbei Road, the first wealthy businessman in Henan Province, the in-laws of her husband Cai Jing, and the current head of Cheng Mansion.

"Qi Qi old official, Lord Qincha asks to see."

Although Cheng Jie is sixty and four, but in some aspects the sword is not old, looking at the dancing moon girl with a smile, suddenly heard the housekeeper's shout, and the lychee in his hand fell on the desk without paying attention.

However, he was also considered to have come over with strong winds and waves, and instantly regained his composure, and asked in a cold voice: "Old or small?" ”

There are two Qincha, Zhao Hao is the main one, and Xu Churen is the deputy, which can also be regarded as Qincha.

"It's that little Qincha."

Cheng Jie was shocked, but said quietly on his face: "This little Qin is almost not particular about ......"

The butler looked hesitant and asked, "What does the old official mean is missing?" ”

Cheng Jie said with displeasure on his face; "You don't have eyes...... If someone else comes, or you can't see it, this little Qincha is a child of the clan, you can't see it, as a guest of honor, please enter the main hall. ”

Seeing that the housekeeper turned to leave, Cheng Jie waved his hand again and said, "Let's all withdraw." ”

When there were only a few henchmen left in the hall, Cheng Jie's expression became serious, and he muttered: "This little Qincha is willing to deign to come to visit, either it is extremely difficult, or he is ignorant of the world...... Du Gongcai asked the old man to beware of this person, it seems that the former is more likely. ”

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Although the area of Chengfu is not as good as Du Gongcai's mansion, it is a pavilion of flowers and trees, stacked stones, clear water, everything, like embroidery, the structure is exquisite, and it is beautiful.

Following the guidance of the housekeeper, Zhao Hao, surrounded by Fang Baihua, Liang Hongyu and a brocade guard, walked through several pavilions, water pavilions, rockeries, and twists and turns to the living room of Chengfu.

Before arriving at the door of the hall, a gorgeously dressed old man had already come out of the hall to greet him, with a smile on his face: "I don't know if Lord Qincha has arrived, I have missed the welcome, capital crime, capital crime!" ”

Zhao Hao glanced at the old man coldly, as if he had seen an old fox who had become a fine spirit, although his face was full of smiles and groans, but he was full of hypocrisy and hypocrisy, and with a little contempt, he frowned slightly: "The old gentleman is welcome." ”

Under Cheng Jie's warm welcome, he followed him to the door of the living room, two or three feet away from the door of the hall, and the four doors in the middle of the closed hall opened slowly and silently, and a cool breath rushed to his face, Zhao Hao only felt a burst of refreshment all over his body, and this feeling was especially obvious after walking under the scorching sun.

Zhao Hao was also polite and took the lead in stepping into the hall. I saw that this hall is very open, look up and see a big plaque with a blue background, on the book "Zihua Wealth" four gilded characters, and then there is a line of small words: "Zhenghe six years, the book is given to the in-laws Weng Cheng Gongjie", the word stroke by stroke is like a broken gold cut jade, seven or eight points look like Zhao Ji's thin gold body, and the payment is the husband of the dynasty Cai Jing.

Under the plaque is the big red sandalwood carved case, the ground is two slips of sixteen Nanmu chairs, in the middle is a precious cashmere carpet. As for all the furnishings, they are all precious and inexplicable. Large blocks of ice are placed in the four corners of the room, making the originally shady hall even cooler, and this feeling is comparable to that of later air-conditioned rooms.

The two sat down on the Taishi chair in the middle of the living room, one on the left and one on the right, and two graceful maids stepped forward to serve tea. He retreated silently.

Cheng Jie smiled slightly: "The daughter of Longjing before the Ming Dynasty is red, the palace tribute, the treasure of the grass people, and please use it slowly." ”

The tea leaves are flat, smooth and straight, the color is tender and green, the aroma is fresh and tender, the taste is fresh and sweet, and the bottom of the leaves is delicate and delicate. The Longjing tea harvested before the Qingming Festival is referred to as the Longjing before the Ming Dynasty, known as the daughter red, and is the best in the Longjing of the West Lake.

Although Cheng Jie was full of smiles, his tone was obviously flamboyant.

Zhao Hao smiled indifferently, uncovered and took a sip gently: "Good tea, really good tea, Ben Hou has left Jiangning's hometown for nearly a year, and he hasn't drunk Longjing in front of Ming Dynasty for a long time." ”

Cheng Jie's expression was frozen, and he suddenly remembered that this house was a rich businessman in Jiangnan, and he was the only son-in-law, although the Longjing in the Ming Dynasty was extremely precious, it was nothing in the Zhao Mansion.

Embarrassment, he hurriedly picked up another iced lychee, and was about to say something, but saw that Zhao Hao also pinched a lychee, and said with a smile: "When I ride the red dust concubine and smile, no one knows that it is a lychee, and it is indeed the best of the lychees." ”

Cheng Jie was choked in half of his words, and his face suddenly changed, and at this moment he realized that it was indeed not a place to show off his wealth in front of this guy, and the wealth and strength of Jiangning Zhao Mansion were only comparable to those of Cheng Mansion.

However, the embarrassment was only a flash, Cheng Jie opened the lid of the teacup, took a sip, and then said unhurriedly, and said in a frustrated voice: "Lord Qincha really has good eyesight, this lychee is rushed from Qiongzhou by a fast horse, and it is refrigerated with ice cubes on the way, and it is changed every half a day, which costs a lot of money." In addition to Lord Qincha, only my in-law Weng Cai's husband, and my brother-in-law Dazai Yugong, dare to be willing to use it for entertainment, haha......"

Zhao Hao was noncommittal, just smiled slightly, and let out a faint sigh.

Cheng Jie glanced at Zhao Hao out of the corner of his eyes, and said in a subdued voice: "My Cheng family is also a famous family, one of the twenty-four heroes of the Lingyan Pavilion in the previous dynasty, Cheng Gong Cheng Zhijie is the ancestor, and it is the twelfth generation to pass it on to the grass people. The ancestors did not dare to insult the ancestors, the generations were kind, and told the children to study diligently, and now the three sons under the knees, except for the eldest son who is stupid and stubborn and the grass people in business, the other two sons are in the Jinshi, the second son is now known Taiyuan Mansion, and the third son has entered the Yushitai, which is not disgraced by the ancestors. There is only one daughter under the knees of the grass people, and the third son who married her husband was a family member, and she was considered to have climbed a high branch, but her husband was humble and treated my family well, so the officials in the court also looked down on the old man, and he was regarded as His Royal Highness King Jia, and he was courteous when he saw the grass people. The king of Jinkang County and the grass people are even more friends, and every time they enter Beijing, they have to be invited to play in the house for a few days before they are willing to let go...... Lord Qincha is also a child of the clan, and it is really brilliant to come to the humble house today. ”

Zhao Hao's eyes flickered, and he listened carefully to this guy bragging, and suddenly his expression moved, and he said with a smile: "The old gentleman really has a fate with my clan, and he is dissatisfied with the old gentleman and said that Ben Hou has nothing to do this time and has nothing to do in the Three Treasures Palace, and now it is the old gentleman who has something to ask for." ”

Cheng Jie looked stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Lord Qincha was originally a child of the clan, Tianhuang noble, before the year of the weak crown, he has already been the official residence of the third grade, sealed the marquis, the house is rich in Jiangnan, born is a talent, as beautiful as jade, and now it is even more expensive for Qincha, on behalf of the heavenly patrol, it is to be rich, to be expensive, to be powerful, to be powerful, I don't know what the grass people can help...... However, Lord Qincha can rest assured, but with an order from the adult, the grass people will go to the soup and go to the fire, and they will not give up! ”

Zhao Hao said with a smile: "It's impossible to go to the soup and the fire, for the old gentleman, it's just a trivial matter...... Ben Hou wanted to buy grain for disaster relief, and the old man was the first grain merchant in western Beijing, so he begged for it. ”

Cheng Jie's face darkened, his eyes turned sharply, he thought for a moment, and laughed: "Lord Qincha wants food, what to buy, and besides, disaster relief is big, although the grass people are not as rich as the Zun Mansion, they are willing to send three or five thousand stones, which can be regarded as supporting Lord Qincha's disaster relief." ”

Dead old fox!

Zhao Hao scolded secretly, his face was still impassive, and he said with a smile: "The old gentleman is really refreshing, but three or five thousand stones, which is just a drop in the bucket for millions of victims, Ben Hou wants to buy one million stones!" ”

Cheng Jie's face changed, and he immediately looked bitter, and said with a smile: "Lord Qincha is entertaining me, now there is a shortage of food everywhere, where can the grass people get a million stones, and the maximum in their hands is only 50,000 stones, even if the grass people's granary is emptied, they can't make up a million stones." ”

Zhao Hao's expression was solemn, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Mr. Cheng is not only the No. 1 grain merchant in western Beijing, but also the in-laws of his husband, Yu Dazai's brother-in-law, this million stones must be made up no matter what!" ”

Cheng Jie saw that Zhao Hao's attitude was no longer polite, the look in his eyes flashed again and again, and a wisp of anger flashed, and then he snorted, with a sad face, and said with a smile: "One million stones, the old man invited him to go along, gritted his teeth, and thought of a way, maybe he could make it up, but the price of this grain ...... Lord Qincha has been in Luoyang for a few days, and when he knows that the price of this grain has risen to five times, for the sake of Lord Qincha's face, he can give a nine-percent discount, and it will be regarded as a ...... from the grain merchants of western Beijing to send Lord Qincha."

Zhao Hao didn't have a trace of a smile on his face, interrupted his words, and said in a deep voice: "One million stones, one and a half million guan!" ”

Cheng Jie's eyes flashed with anger, and then he forcibly endured it again, and said with a smile: "Lord Qincha is really here to entertain the grass people, if it is in the harvest year, the consistent grain price of five is reasonable, and now in this famine season, the old man can not sell it at this equivalent price even if he is bankrupt, even if the 50,000 stone grain in the old man's hand can be at the price of the consistent five, the remaining 950,000 stone must not be less than four and five, otherwise there will be no way to find so much rice grain anyway." ”

Choking~

Zhao Hao suddenly drew his sword and came out, and the room was suddenly cold, and everyone's faces changed greatly.

Zhao Hao erected the long sword on his chest, his face was full of murderous energy, and he said word by word: "Ben Hou has never liked to hide it, today I will open the skylight with the old gentleman and say a bright word, the old gentleman has 1.5 million stones of grain in his hand, and hoarding it in the year of famine is a capital crime!" What's more, if the old gentleman knows each other, he will sell the grain according to the will of the marquis, otherwise it will ......"

Cheng Jie finally got angry, and suddenly slapped the case, and said angrily: "Lord Qincha, don't deceive people too much!" ”

Zhao Hao gently flicked the blade of the Longquan sword, and the sword body made a dragon roar, and then said coldly: "This sword is the sword of Shang Fang, if the official family comes in person, you can cut it first and then play, and please respect the old gentleman!" Ben Hou gave the old gentleman a day to think about it, otherwise the old gentleman would bear the consequences! ”

Cheng Jie smiled angrily and said: "Although Your Excellency is a clan, but it is only a clan outside the five suits, is it still more noble than King Jia; Although Your Excellency is the position of the third grade, you must know that the protégé of the husband and Yu Dazai is in the third grade; Although Your Excellency is a noble Qincha and holds a sword from Shang Fang, but the old man abides by the law, does Your Excellency dare to kill innocents indiscriminately and persecute Zhongliang? Although the old man is a grass farmer, what can you do with me? ”

Zhao Hao's eyes were murderous, and he said coldly: "What are you talking about?" ”

Cheng Jie laughed wildly, completely fearless: "Hahaha...... What can you do with me! ”

Zhao Hao calmed down instead, put his sword back into its sheath, and shouted to a brocade-clothed guard, Yuhou: "Bring the gift to Mr. Cheng!" ”

"Whoa!"

Just when everyone was stunned, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the hall, and then a team of brocade guards carried an object and entered it with a bang, placing the big bell in the hall, and the wooden ground was forced to press a mark.

A bell of hundreds of pounds!

In the hall, there was silence.

Zhao Hao stopped talking, got up and shouted to Baihua, Liang Hongyu and others: "Withdraw!" ”

After speaking, he strode away, not looking back, and everyone hurriedly pressed the Qinglong wrong hand knife and followed closely.