Chapter 35: The Masked Man

Usually when visiting the door, the host holds the teacup, which is the meaning of sending off guests, and Li Wenzhang naturally understands this truth. Especially since this is still a British mansion, you Li Wenzhang have financial resources outside, so you have to be honest here.

However, Li Wenzhang did not get up to say goodbye, pretending not to understand the meaning, and said: "Where did the lord say, how dare the trumpet make a mistake in front of the lord, please ask the lord to help me, it is true." Moreover, the silk business that Trumpet talked about with the lord this time is not just a few facades, but all the silk and satin businesses in the entire Beijing city. ”

"Heh......" Hearing this, Zhang Weixian smiled, "Listening to your tone, you want to take over the silk business in the entire Beijing city, what is the difference between this and daydreaming." In the capital, there are no less than 30 shops doing silk business, and each of them has some strength, you can open a few stores and gain a firm foothold, it is not easy, and you dare to have such a big appetite, and you are not afraid to die. Even Benjue is in the capital, you have to follow the rules and do business according to the rules, what do you rely on? Don't think that your daughter is married to Yue Su, so she feels that her wings are hard enough, and tell you, who is deep in Beijing, he Wei Zhongxian dares to do this, and he is also killing himself. ”

Zhang Weixian still understands the movements of the court, and now the emperor favors Yue Su, and he is also not thin on Wei Zhongxian, just in terms of current strength, Wei Zhongxian is even better. However, Wei Zhongxian did not dare to say that he had monopolized the silk business in Beijing. You must know that in this year, opening a silk village is a big deal, and it costs tens of thousands of taels of silver to enter the silk alone, not to mention the people along the way to eat horses and feed, as well as the risks on the road. Woven into silk and sold out, at least double the profit, otherwise who will play this. Therefore, those who open satin villages in the capital must not only have money, but also have power, and there is no official of four or five grades in the family to support them, and they can't even open the façade.

No matter how strong your strength is, you can't smash other people's jobs, and there are so many families in one smash. Powerful nobles like the British Duke and the Cheng Guo Gong all have business in Beijing, fair competition, your goods are better than his, he can't sell you, so he will admit it, but if anyone dares to smash his business, he will not give up.

Zhang Weixian thought that Li Wenzhang was planning to use his strength to rob the silk business in Beijing by tricks, and Zhang Weixian did not dare to do such things.

Li Wenzhang smiled slightly and said: "Sir, do business and pay attention to a fair transaction, a serious businessman like me will not rely on any improper means to rob other people's business." It has always been in line with public buying and public selling, and those buyers are also shopping around, seeing whose house is good, and only buying whom. Li has a friend, who is a first-class silk merchant in the south of the Yangtze River, a silkworm farmer in Huzhou, he controls half of it, and all the Husi that enters the trumpet here is collected from him.

Since there is a good supply of goods, the silk business in the capital is optimistic, so Li plans to open more than a dozen stores in the capital. The lord also knows that with a small satin, no matter which street in the capital it is, there will be no shortage of buyers. It's just that once you sit big, you will inevitably be hated by others, and the trumpet is lonely, and the money is not stable. If the lord cooperates with the trumpet, it will be different, and the peers in the capital, because of the lord's face, will not be embarrassed by the trumpet. Of course, the lord doesn't have to pay a tael of silver, as long as he hangs a signboard, everything has a trumpet to do, and the silver earned every year, we will divide the account fifty-fifty. I don't know what the lord thinks? ”

"This ......" Li Wenzhang's suggestion was so tempting that it was difficult for Zhang Weixian to refuse for a while.

A silk and satin store, the profit in a year is tens of thousands of taels, and if you open a dozen, wouldn't it be more than ten or two hundred thousand taels, or even more. It's just that the pattern of the Beijing satin village is there, and if your family earns more, other families must earn less, and they will not be hated, so they will be ghostly. However, shopping malls also have the rules of shopping malls, the law of the jungle is the strongest, everyone has a backer, as long as it is not unfair competition, no one can say that you have broken this rule. Li Wenzhang is a bit exaggerated when it comes to monopolizing all the silk business in the capital at once, and Zhang Weixian also thinks it is unlikely, but if he can really control half of the silk business in the capital, it will be fat in a few years. Regardless of the dynasties, the population of the capital is basically the largest, and there are countless rich people, as long as there are things, they are not afraid of not making money. What's more, Li Wenzhang also said that he didn't need to give a tael of silver, just put on a banner.

The banner of the British Gong is worth tens of thousands of taels, or even hundreds of thousands of taels, but it has not yet reached hundreds of thousands of taels. There are so many people at home, and you have to buy some antique calligraphy and paintings, and buy some houses, which don't all need silver. There is such a thing of silver falling from the sky, and there are so many of them, can Zhang Weixian not think about it.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Weixian felt that it was feasible, with my British name, relying on the genuine goods, to grab half of the silk business in Beijing, who would dare to let go of half a fart. Okay, that's it.

At that moment, Zhang Weixian changed his previous demeanor and said with a smile: "Boss Li, such a big business, and half of Benjue's profits, really deserve Benjue." ”

"The lord is polite, this is what the lord deserves. It can be said that without the support of the lord, even if the trumpet has good goods, it can only roll on two streets, how dare it open all over the entire Sijiu City. Li Wenzhang was extremely happy when he saw Zhang Weixian's compromise. Becoming a partner of the British Princess, his status will be on a higher level.

His words were true, Zhang Weixian nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Since this is the case, let's make a decision." Benjue doesn't know much about business matters, and he entrusts Boss Li for specific matters. If there is anything on this, although you come to find Benjue, but Boss Li, you have to remember that Benjue only does this legitimate business, if you use my banner to do anything clever and robbing, don't blame Benjue for being unkind to you! ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Li has always only done legitimate business, how dare he commit a 'traitor'. You also know that my future son-in-law's temperament, I am afraid that if I do anything wrong, he will not tolerate me. Li Wenzhang said with a smile.

"If you know, it's good." Speaking of this, Zhang Weixian stood up and said: "I heard that Boss Li not only knows how to do business, but also how long to dabble in antique calligraphy and painting. When Zhang Weixian said this, he regarded Li Wenzhang as a partner.

Of course, Li Wenzhang understood this truth, and immediately got up and said: "You should obey your fate." ”

The marriage given by the emperor, of course, cannot be sloppy, Yue Su accepted the house of the Shangshu of the Criminal Department, and began to clean it up intensively. This is not an ordinary wedding, Yue Su is simple in his thoughts, but no matter how simple it is, it can't be too hasty. Fortunately, in such a matter, it didn't matter how Yue Su 'bothered', Li Yuanchen came to the door again and sent his sister's dowry, 100,000 taels of silver. Of course Yue Su can't ask for such a large sum of silver, but Li Yuanchen will say that this is not for you at all, it is for my sister's pocket money. Tidy up the house, decorate and decorate, all of which are in charge of the Li family, add what is lacking, buy what is good, all in all, everything is done properly.

On this day, Yue Su returned to the back hall of Shuntian Mansion at night to deal with the official documents sent by Dayi, and after reading for a while, there was a report from the errand outside, saying that it was the Zimei girl who asked to see him.

Zimei's injuries were not light at the beginning, and she had to be supported by someone when she walked, but now she has finally healed, and she came to Yue Su as soon as she was well.

Yue Su immediately invited her in, and as soon as Zimei arrived in the hall, she immediately knelt down and saluted Yue Su, and Yue Su asked her to get up and sit down. Zimei didn't move, stood up, and said, "My lord, the folk girl has now recovered, and she has been thinking about Sister Hanlian in her heart, and wants to go to her grave to pay respects again, and then go south to find her relatives and help her fulfill her last wish." ”

"Motobu knows that you have a deep sisterhood, and since you promised to do it, you will definitely do it. The official letter to the prefect of Hangzhou has now been sent away, and he will inevitably look for it on his side, and once there is news, it will come immediately. Wouldn't it be better for you to wait here and go again when there is news. Yue Su said.

"Thank you, my lord, my lord's heart, the people's girl received it, but the people's daughter is now distracted, only worried about this matter, and if she doesn't go to find it in person, she will feel uneasy, and I hope that the adult will be fulfilled." Zimei said sincerely.

"Even so, it is inconvenient for the headquarters to keep you. In this case, the ministry will give you a letter, and when you arrive in Hangzhou, you can hand it over to the prefect of Hangzhou, so that he can settle down with you properly, and then inform you immediately when there is news. ”

"Thank you, sir." After Zimei finished speaking, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yue Su three times.

Yue Su hurriedly asked her to get up, wrote a letter by hand, stamped it with a seal, and asked her to bring it. gave her another hundred taels of silver, which was regarded as a coil to Hangzhou.

Zimei thanked her for her kindness, left Beijing with letters and silver, and rushed to the outskirts of Kaifeng to worship Hanlian.

In the "chaotic" grave outside Kaifeng City, there is a place where the corpses of Zou Jiaren's family and the Dragon Slaying Gang were buried. Such places have always been seldom visited, but that night a dozen men were digging there with shovels and pickaxes.

Soon, the men dug up the body of a woman, dug it up, put it into a coffin prepared in advance, and pulled it away by car. This corpse is not someone else, but the second lady in Ye's husband's mouth-Mi Jun.

Overnight, they transported the body to a market town not far from Kaifeng, and entered a relatively large courtyard.

After entering the hospital, someone was responsible for closing the door, and the others carried the coffin to the front of a room in the back. put the coffin on the ground, and then respectfully shouted, "Lord, the body of the second young lady has been found." ”

The voice settled, and soon a "squeak" was heard, and the door opened, and a man in a red and black robe and a black skull mask walked out. This man's clothes were exactly the same as the one Mi Jun wore before he died, and he walked very calmly, slowly coming to the coffin.

"Go down, there's nothing to do with you here." The masked man said, waving his hand. His voice was gentle, but there was an irresistible majesty.

"Yes, my lord." ……

A dozen people said yes and immediately exited the backyard, and when the masked man was the only one left in the courtyard, he slowly raised his hand and put it on the lid of the coffin.

His hands were visibly trembling, and these trembling hands alone easily pushed the lid of the coffin open. Looking at the corpse inside, the masked man said "child" in pain.

Through the skull mask, his eyes could be seen to be moist.

Finally reached 1 million words, a little celebration tonight. Get a good night's sleep. Hey, hey, hey

Chapter 35: The Masked Man

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