Chapter 25 Mao Sui

King Zhao Xiaocheng originally thought that Qin Yiren was going to say something big, but he didn't expect that he would talk about money, and look like a lowly, statusless, and statusless businessman, how could there be such a prince and grandson?

"Lilili...... Money? King Zhao Xiaocheng was stunned for a while, and then he believed that he had heard correctly.

"That's right, it's money." Qin Yiren nodded heavily, and counted them with his fingers: "In the past three years, how much money have you detained from my son?" These goods, if this son is used to do business, will make a lot of money, can this not be counted as profit? ”

"Inhuman son, how can there be a prince and grandson to do business?" It is too embarrassing for Wang Sun to do such things as trading, and King Zhao Xiaocheng kindly reminded him.

"Who said that Wang Sun can't do business anymore? What law says that kings and grandsons can't do business anymore? "Qin Yiren is unforgiving.

"Ugh!" King Zhao Xiaocheng made a grinding sound from his mouth, but he was speechless. The fact that Wang Sun cannot do business is an unwritten rule that has not been written into the law, and King Zhao Xiaocheng is irrefutable.

"Are you really stupid, or are you fake stupid?" Qin Yiren's eyes widened, pointed at Pingyuan Jun, and said, "Zhao Sheng is also a child of the royal family, can he be regarded as a grandson?" He made such a big deal. ”

"Childe, what are you doing with me?" Pingyuanjun wondered how it happened to him.

"I ask you, you have thousands of customers, is your little money and taxes enough? If you don't do business, where will you get the money to feed thousands of customers? "Qin Yiren has revealed the scars of Pingyuan Jun.

Pingyuan Jun has thousands of customers, and he spends money every day, if he doesn't do business, he can't afford it anyway, and he was immediately speechless when asked, slapped himself on the mouth, and secretly complained to himself: "What kind of mouth?" Isn't that a fire? ”

Pingyuanjun, who had learned to be well-behaved, quickly shut up and stopped talking.

Not only Pingyuan Jun is doing special business, but also Xinling Jun, Chunshen Jun and Meng Weijun, which of them is not a big deal?

"How much money does that son want?" Zhao Xiaocheng was speechless, so he had to take a step back.

"Ten thousand gold!" Qin Yiren only replied with two words, but he stunned the monarchs and ministers of Zhao State, and the hall was silent.

During the three-year Changping War, the money and grain of Zhao State were consumed, and it was very problematic whether there were 10,000 gold in the treasury of the entire Zhao State. Qin Yiren really dared to ask for it, he dared to ask for it so much, he even asked for 10,000 gold, why didn't you grab it?

"What's wrong? Less? You are so generous, but this son is not good but your kindness, then ......" Qin Yiren smiled gently, but he was as cunning as a fox.

"Childe, that's too much, isn't it?" King Zhao Xiaocheng reacted quickly and was busy complaining.

Even if he sells Zhao Xiaocheng, he can't get the amount of ten thousand gold, can he not be bitter?

"Childe, the number of 100 gold." King Zhao Xiaocheng stiffened, his voice was very low, and he breathed in a low voice.

According to Zhao Guo's current situation, don't say that the number of 100 gold, even the number of 10 gold is also important, who told Zhao Guo to be consumed too much? But the dignified King Zhao actually prevaricated with a hundred gold, and he himself felt that he lacked confidence, and his face was hot.

"You can say it!" Qin Yiren reprimanded him with righteous and stern words.

"Childe, let's be honest, there are no more than 10,000 in the entire Da Zhao treasury, and there are more places to use money." Zhao Xiaocheng Wang was really forced to be in a hurry, and even told such secrets.

"And how much do you give?" Qin Yiren was surprised for a while, the Zhao State was consumed so badly, so how was the Qin State consumed?

There is a saying that "one thousand enemies were annihilated, and eight hundred were self-inflicted", and in the three-year Changping War, a first-class warring state like Zhao was consumed so badly, and Qin should not be much better, right?

"Two hundred."

"No way!"

"Three hundred!"

"Four hundred!"

"Five hundred!"

"Deal!"

King Zhao Xiaocheng is like a vegetable farmer who sells Chinese cabbage, where is he like a dignified king, bargaining with Qin Yiren, and calculating.

The ministers saw it in their eyes, listened to it in their ears, smiled bitterly and shook their heads, this is a dignified court, not a vegetable market, not a place for you to bargain, not to mention, it is Zhao Xiaocheng who bargains.

The most laughable thing is that King Zhao Xiaocheng actually increased his weight by one hundred gold and one hundred gold, and is there still the atmosphere of a dignified king?

Qin Yiren saw Zhao Xiaocheng's bitter appearance in his eyes, and knew that he didn't have any oil and water, so he accepted it when he saw it, and sold it for five hundred gold.

"It's finally over." King Zhao Xiaocheng secretly rejoiced that Qin Yiren was not too greedy, and he could get it with five hundred gold.

"It's time for the plague god to go!" Pingyuan-kun also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Ping Yuanjun hadn't finished his breath, and he saw Qin Yiren staring at him, just like a hunter staring at his prey, Pingyuanjun had a premonition that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Let's settle the score." Qin Yiren stretched out his withered right hand, holding Pingyuan Jun's hand, as if he had seen an old friend, and smiled very happily: "In the past three years, you have tortured my son so many times, you say, how should this account be calculated?" ”

Qin Yiren has been imprisoned for three years, and he has been the punching bag of Pingyuan Jun for three years, and there are too many accounts in it.

Pingyuan Jun hurriedly asked King Zhao Xiaocheng for help, only to see King Zhao Xiaocheng's eyes looking at the top of the palace, as if there was a beautiful Ji dancing on the top of the palace, he was very focused and devoted.

Just kidding, the current Qin Yiren is a plague god, and whoever provokes him is unlucky.

"Childe, I'm willing to pay 100 gold." Pingyuan-kun knew that he couldn't do it without bleeding.

"Phew!" Qin Yiren snorted fiercely and scolded: "The prince and grandson of the first great Warring States are so worthless? I don't want your money, you can torture Ben Gongzi for three years, how you torture Ben Gongzi, Ben Gongzi will return it to you, no more. Qin Yi's face was flat, as if he had been in the ice for thousands of years.

When torturing Qin Yiren, Pingyuan Jun was very happy, if he returned it to him, he would be extremely unhappy, how dare he respond, and hurriedly added: "Three hundred gold!" ”

"Four hundred gold!"

"Five hundred gold!"

"Eight hundred gold!"

"Daughter!"

"Deal!"

The amount of gold is not a small amount, Qin Yiren is satisfied, and finally no longer blackmails Pingyuan Jun.

Pingyuan Jun was in pain, his face twitched, and he muttered to himself in his heart: "This tiger wolf Qin is really black!" ”

"You are really a man of gold, and you are worthy of being the king and grandson who has done business." In the end, Qin Yiren also lost a sentence of Pingyuan Jun and bit the word "Wang Sun" very hard.

One sentence made Zhao Guojun's ministers red-faced, Wang Sun was very ashamed to do business, and he was embarrassed to go home!

This matter was finally settled, Zhao Guojun and his ministers secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and did not dare to stay more Qin Yiren, King Zhao Xiaocheng and Pingyuan Jun hurriedly asked people to send goods and ordered red-clothed swordsmen to escort them.

"You're welcome, don't work to send each other!" Qin Yiren looked like he was separated from his old friend, and waved at King Zhao Xiaocheng and Pingyuan.

King Zhao Xiaocheng and Pingyuan Jun saw it in their eyes, hated it in their hearts, and had to wave goodbye, as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for decades.

"Childe, you're amazing! Great! As soon as they left the court, Meng Zhao and the five of them surrounded Qin Yiren and praised loudly.

At this time, they thought they were going to die, but they didn't expect that it would end like this, not only did they not die, but they also got back the money and goods sent by Qin State and released them from house arrest.

Of course, these made them happy, but it was not the thing that made them the most happy, what made them most happy was that they found that Qin Yiren was very shrewd and had the upper hand in the confrontation with the monarchs and ministers of Zhao State, which was more important than anything else.

"Tiger Wolf Qin Ren, stop!" Suddenly, a thunderous sound rang out.

Qin Yida was greatly surprised, this had not yet left the palace of King Zhao, who was so bold that he dared to stop them in front of the palace. When I looked closely, I saw a middle-aged man leading seven people who were like a fierce man to come and stop them.

"Who are you?" Qin Yiren asked in a deep voice.

"In the Lower Plains, Mao Sui!" The middle-aged man replied loudly, his eyebrows erected, like a sharp sword unsheathed.