Chapter 52: What kind of big business?
It was as if he was blackmailing money, and the prince's face darkened a little: "Princess Ping, why don't you go and see elsewhere?" ”
"Okay," Jiang Qingyue lowered her head a little sadly, and followed behind him, but there was a smile in her eyes that she couldn't hide, she expected that there would be today, and then the Wang family would continue to do it with a pen, and it would be rare not to lose money.
I turned several shops in a row, and the account books of each shop were the same miserable, and the most profitable one was only ten taels of silver in a month.
If there are no ghosts here, I'm afraid that only a fool would believe it.
After checking the last shop, the prince gently put down the account book in his hand, looked at the breezy woman not far away, smiled and said: "The princess is really good, she is bowing down, let's do it today, and I will leave." ”
After coping with the trivial matters of the day, Jiang Qingyue moved her waist and clicked, the room was silent, and as soon as she lay down, Mama Li knocked on the door outside: "Princess, you are back." ”
"What's wrong?" Jiang Qingyue raised her neck with great effort, not wanting to move.
"The prince hasn't slept yet." Mama Li is a little worried, and hopes that the palace will prosper as soon as possible.
Jiang Qingyue sighed, and in order to cope, she could only move to King Ping's room.
Mama Li closed the door behind her satisfied.
kicked his shoes, lazily nested on the bed, while King Ping was not yet lying down, if he went to sleep on the chaise longue today, he was afraid that when he got up tomorrow, this small waist would not be guaranteed.
"How does it feel to deal with the prince for a day?" King Ping didn't care about this: "Can he ask you about the Jiang family?" ”
When Jiang Qingyue heard this, a flash of inspiration flashed, his ability was far less than that of the crown prince, but he hadn't even found any clues, this matter was already strange, he asked like this today, is it possible?
"The Jiang family's affairs are you helping me?" Jiang Qingyue sat up and looked at the person next to her with interest.
The brisk tone shows the pleasure of the owner.
"You're not too stupid." King Ping admitted his help to her in disguise, and finally added: "Be more careful in the future, the Jiang family is a little weak and unclear, and a bunch of messy people will definitely be implicated in the later stage." ”
I can say that I did it very carefully, and it was not as messy as he said: "Can I also elaborate on what they have done for me?" ”
The sudden question made King Ping stunned, but seeing her serious expression, he nodded and answered.
He said it seriously, and Jiang Qingyue also listened seriously, there are many things here that he didn't do, why can he still blame himself? If it is impossible to say that it is the prince, after all, he has not even found out what he has done, if he wants to have the intention to plant the blame, he will definitely not put the follow-up clues so obviously.
However, the intricate forces in the capital, it is not easy to find out the mastermind behind the scenes.
"Is it any good for anyone to get rid of me?" Jiang Qingyue asked, King Ping has been entrenched in the capital for many years, and he should be more clear about the division of forces in it.
King Ping looked her up and down, and shook his head seriously: "I haven't found this yet." ”
"Cut," Jiang Qingyue decided to speed up the process of acquiring Qinglou, so that she could better hear the news.
It's just that this matter hasn't started yet, and the invitation card in the palace has been sent again, and before I know it, it's almost the New Year.
Qingguo is southern, and it has not yet reached the season of snowfall, looking at the red invitation in front of her, Jiang Qingyue is not happy, if she wants to go to the banquet, she will inevitably give gifts, but the invitation sent by the emperor today is not qualified to refuse.
"Is the Mid-Autumn Festival over?" Jiang Qing opened her mouth after the moon, and she didn't take a sip of moon cakes in her impression, as if she had just entered autumn.
King Ping nodded: "Of course it's over, that day you called yourself sick and bedridden, and you were lazy for several days, where will you remember?" ”
In the face of the invitation, King Ping was not happy, and the queen didn't know what excuse to find and stuffed people into her house.
The two of them were worried, Jiang Qingyue ran outside three times a day, and King Ping arranged for people to find trouble with the prince three times a day.
Jiang Qingyue hid her face and entered the Qinglou, the aroma of fat powder in it, and the singing of Yingying Yanyan instantly filled the entire eardrum, Xiang'er was unwilling to go in with her, and waited outside aggrievedly, I really didn't understand why my young lady wanted to come to such a place?
Jiang Qingyun was wandering outside, and when the Chinese New Year was approaching, he naturally had to cut a few clothes, and unexpectedly saw Xiang'er stomping her feet not far away.
With a turn of her eyes, she planned from her heart, and Xiang'er could appear here, which meant that her master was also here, but she came forward by herself, which was somewhat inappropriate, and sent the maidservants around her
"You don't have to talk to her too much, just make sure that my good sister is in the Qinglou." ”
"Xiang'er, what are you doing here?"
Xiang'er was angry, and suddenly heard someone step forward to answer, so she unconsciously replied: "What else can you do?" Wait for my young lady. ”
When the words landed, she looked back at the person who came, and saw that it was Bu Fang beside Jiang Qingyue, and her face instantly lost her good face: "What do I have to do with you if I'm not here?" ”
"It's just that I haven't seen you for many days, and I am happy to see my old friend, so I came forward to talk to you, and I don't want to see me." Bu Fang got the information he needed, and he didn't want to stay for long, so he turned around and left.
Looking at her arrogant appearance when she left, Xiang'er wrinkled her nose dissatisfied, expecting her young lady to come out quickly.
At this moment, Jiang Qingyue was immersed in a piece of warm fragrant nephrite, hugged left and right in her hands, and said to the old bustard who came to collect the money with a drunken face: "I want to see your biggest steward here." ”
The old bustard patted his chest unconsciously: "I am this girl." ”
Raising the white snowflake silver ticket in her hand, Jiang Qingyue tilted her head, looking like a prodigal person: "What I want to see is your behind-the-scenes boss here." ”
The old bustard looked a little more hesitant, and the one who could say such things was naturally not a simple person, but if he betrayed his boss easily, he couldn't say anything in the end.
"You just said that there is a business coming to the door, and a big order is coming," Jiang Qingyue slapped the silver ticket in her hand on the table: "This is bigger than the business, you can't afford to delay, go quickly." ”
The old bustard still hesitated.
Jiang Qingyue continued to take out a few silver tickets.
There was still silence in the room, and suddenly, a voice like a clear spring lark broke the peace: "Aunt Zhang, you go out." ”
"Yes."
Jiang Qingyue looked down at the woman in her arms, her coquettish appearance with the raised eyetails, pure and charming, she was really an irresistible stunner.
When the people dispersed, the woman twisted the waist of the water snake and stroked Jiang Qingyue's cheek: "I don't know what kind of big business you want to talk to me, girl?" ”