Yang Chengzu's speech was close to a threat, but after all, it was Xie Zun's people who set the fire first, so it was reasonable for him to catch the sore foot and get mad. Xie Zun's face turned from red to white, as if the old disease was about to attack, but Yang Chengzu followed up at this time

"Everyone comes out to do business, and they don't want to be angry. The Xie family does business, and the Yang family can also do business, the world is so big, there is so much money, one person can't make it all. Why do you have to do it, you are good everyone, hello, I am good, isn't it good that everyone is rich? Master Xie is a well-known good person, with a big family and a big business, and he will not worry about others for a few small money, so please go back to take care of his family, let them not do stupid things, and our world is peaceful. In the future, the Nanjing business will still need Xie Lao to take the helm. ”

He said it politely, but as soon as this incident came out tonight, people could see that he came prepared, and he was determined to embarrass the Xie family. A burst of footsteps sounded, and a group of people had rushed upstairs from downstairs, led by a middle-aged man, who came to Xie Zun's side in a few steps, and asked something in a whisper, and then Xie Zun said a few words and stepped aside.

Among them, the most eye-catching is the dozen or so foreigners who combed the moon generation, first lined up in two rows to bow and salute Xie Zun, and then the leader asked in fluent Chinese: "What's going on?" What's going on? Does anyone dare to be unreasonable to Master Xie? ”

Fuso people? No matter how bad Yang Chengzu's historical knowledge is, looking at this outfit, he can recognize the identities of these people, and his thoughts are also messy. He had been to the city under his feet in his previous life, and in addition to the performance, an important reason was to visit the Great Picture Killing Memorial. And in that terrible killing, it was the descendants of these Fuso people who became the executioners.

He wasn't foolish enough to think that these people were responsible for what happened in another plane hundreds of years later, but that didn't mean he had any affection for them. Because in this day and age, these people are also closely associated with one word: Wako.

The problem of the Ming Dynasty has existed since the founding of Hongwu and lasted intermittently until the Jiajing year. The motive for the establishment of the imperial court in the coastal cities was to prevent pirates from Fuso.

However, the influence of these thieves on the Ming Dynasty still stays at the level of robbers making trouble, the number is small, and the harm is limited, far from being comparable with the Shengfan natives in Beilu or Yungui, Sichuan. The degree of attention that the imperial court attaches to them is actually very ordinary, basically they will fight if they find it, and if they can't find it in time, they have to go with him. Fortunately, they could only break through some villages, and there was nothing they could do about decent cities, and the court didn't care too much.

In Japan, these pirates are also thieves, and the country's regular army will also have to fight them. Although thieves are rampant, the diplomacy between the Ming Dynasty and Japan at the national level has not been affected much. The tributary trade was always maintained, and the tributary trade was also an important source of income for the Japanese side.

Those who can swagger into Nanjing will definitely not be robbers, most of them will be tributary traders sent by Japan. According to the current standard of tribute, the number of envoys who usually come at one time will not be less than 100 people, and it is not surprising that a few Japanese people came out to enjoy the scenery. Although according to the regulations, these Japanese people have their own area of activity and cannot run around, but as long as they are willing to use money to make a point, or have their own way, this kind of thing is not a problem at all.

It is said that the appearance of some Japanese in Nanjing is not a big deal, but Yang Chengzu's limited historical knowledge still reminds him of the word "Japanese Kou". Somehow, after he saw these Japanese, he always had an inexplicable uncomfortable feeling.

This is not to say that the aura of hatred brought about by the nationality attribute of the other party, but a real discomfort, coupled with the erosion of the status quo of the southeast coastal guards, the ships of the sailor battalion that pretend to be façade but have no practical effect. These problems are always together, and he feels that he can't let go of his heart.

These Japanese businessmen are obviously very familiar with Xie Zun, and a few Japanese people glared angrily at Yang Chengzu's side, as if they had the intention of standing up for Xie Zun. However, after Xie Zun said something, the attitude of these people became very modest, and they took the initiative to worship at the pier in front of Yang Chengzu.

With the appearance of these Japanese, Xie Zun seemed to have found a way to go down, and left the table under the pretext that he needed to talk about business. Yang Chengzu watched him leave with his own people, and laughed, "Master Xie is really busy, and he can't even enjoy the Lantern Festival, it seems that doing business is indeed a tiring job." But he is always busy with his old man, we are busy with our own, and we will do business in Nanjing in the future, and we will rely on your help a lot. ”

After seeing his means and strength, it was obvious that no one among the other businessmen was willing to come forward to fight him, and there was no sharp conflict of interests, and the atmosphere of the banquet was really harmonious. Some people also asked whether the capital of Yang Kee firm was sufficient, and if necessary, he was willing to invest in the shares.

Yang Chengzu shook his head, "I'm sorry, Yang Ji has a lot of funds, and he doesn't need other people's share capital at all." Yang Ji is a shareholder, that is, all the nobles of our Nanjing City, and if other employees want to buy shares, they have to wait patiently. In the future, my business will be bigger, and the stall will be spread, if the turnover is not effective, I hope that a few people must help me. ”

He laughed as he spoke, and some of the Oiran after the performance also came up to warm up the atmosphere, and the ice melted imperceptibly in this atmosphere, and the hotel opened again, and the curtain was rolled up again. In Yang Kee Restaurant, the atmosphere is gradually warm, more and more like a festival. Some businessmen began to release their goodwill, booking banquets, booking seats, and discussing some business at Yang Kee Restaurant.

The nobles pulled the successful Oiran to talk and laugh loudly, and some people took dice cups and treasure boxes and gambled in the restaurant. Yang Chengzu also said: "Today is the Shangyuan Festival, everyone has fun and plays him all night." Starting tomorrow, Yang Ji will officially open the door to do business, and I hope everyone will cheer more. Everyone who comes to perform today has a red envelope, and I have prepared a thousand taels of silver here as a bonus, and whoever performs the best tonight will be owned by her. will also give her a VIP name thorn, take this name thorn, within three years, the restaurant will eat and drink all 50% off! ”

A group of Oiran clothes saluted, expressing their gratitude, some famous talents in Nanjing City were also invited in, and the Oiran poems and songs, the scene was very lively, Wen Xunzhi and Qin Qin girl sat together, talked about moral articles. When the time came to the third watch, several nobles inadvertently found that Yang Chengzu, the owner, could not be found.

Not only him, but even the few beauties he brought with him, as well as the guard named Shuang'er and others, all disappeared, and couldn't help but laugh and scold him for being heavy and astringent and light on friends, at such an important time, he still only cared about women, regardless of the shareholders who would punish him in the future. A few Oiran pulled them back to the table, and they didn't bother looking for someone.

At this time, Yang Chengzu did not live happily in the gold account as they imagined, but dragged Leng Feishuang to mix in the crowd, enjoying his own time like a young couple on the busy streets of Nanjing.