Bai Ren returned to the palace aggrievedly, and Jiang Qingyue went to the Drunken Immortal Tower leisurely.

Several shopkeepers have been waiting for a long time.

"Master, you're here," several shopkeepers got up to greet them when they saw someone coming.

Looking at the number of people present, it was half less than a few days ago, which was also unexpected by Jiang Qingyue, and it was already a great sacrifice to be able to let himself become a shareholder.

It was another table of good dishes, and Jiang Qingyue felt that the business of Zuixianlou for supper was definitely booming.

For fear that Jiang Qingyue would be dissatisfied, the owner of the Drunken Immortal Building opened his mouth to explain: "A few days ago, several of our shopkeepers were burned down, and they were busy, so they didn't participate in today's meeting. ”

Nod your head in understanding.

"Those shopkeepers have already thought about it?" Jiang Qingyue turned the white paper in her hand, and the handwriting on it was faintly visible through the light.

Several shopkeepers nodded hurriedly: "Naturally, what you want has been done." ”

The information prepared by the shopkeeper of Zuixianlou was handed to her: "You see, several shopkeepers present are all about the same scale of operation, so they are willing to give up five percent of their shares, you see." ”

These shares and the like are still understood by Jiang Qingyue after popularizing science.

Five percent, Jiang Qingyue looked at it casually, although there were waves in her heart, her face was still as usual.

Several people looked at her expression carefully, but they couldn't find anything unusual, and they only guessed between looking at each other.

Sweeping through the ten lines at a glance, Jiang Qingyue confirmed that there were no abnormal loopholes in it, and gently closed the information.

The appearance of silence made several shopkeepers hesitate in their hearts, and after a long time, someone still spoke: "Master, I don't know what you think?" If you feel that it is less, you can still talk about it. ”

The phoenix eyes were raised slightly, Jiang Qingyue glanced at everyone present, the screen was covered in her deep eyes, and she couldn't see through the thoughts: "Shares, barely can, your business will only get better and better under my operation, five percent, heh, I can also share a lot." ”

The implication is that they use the profits of the future as the current value, which is naturally unequal.

Several shopkeepers blushed.

Jiang Qingyue slapped the plan she had written on the table: "I won't take your shares for nothing, 50% of your resources are exchanged, and the rest, if I want to invest, I don't know how much you are willing to give up?" ”

Hearing this, several people's faces were uncertain, if this is the case, wouldn't their own shop have to change hands?

"What do you mean?" The shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building opened his mouth with some hesitation, although these people are asking for help, but they are not the masters who are at will.

The dazzling silver ticket slapped on the table: "Here are 30,000 taels of silver, if a few people are willing, they will divide the investment money equally, or if the one who believes in me, take more silver, anyway, if this silver can't be spent today, we don't need to talk about it anymore." ”

Jiang Qingyue said, sat down leisurely, looked at the tea stalk that was slightly bumped into the white porcelain in front of her, and her eyes were calm.

I must be able to eat these old foxes in my heart, and I want to take away my cheats so easily, and I am a little more tender.

Hesitation spread in the hearts of several people, and no one moved their chopsticks in the face of the delicacies on the table.

After drinking all the tea, Jiang Qingyue suddenly got up, and left without hesitation: "It seems that a few people still need time, but time waits for no one, and there are several shops that still need to be taken care of, and they say goodbye." ”

The steps under their feet are not hurried, and they do not make a gesture that makes people open their mouths and stay, which is just enough for them to catch up with them.

The soft bottom stepped on the bluestone slab, trampling on the autumn leaves, Jiang Qingyue reached out and stroked her belly, knowing that she should have eaten.

This time they are all people who have no owner behind them, and the prince's subordinates and unidentified shopkeepers in the past have disappeared in front of him, and King Ping is willing to promise himself such a great convenience, there must be ghosts among them.

Looking back at the drunken fairy building where the lights were still on, a flash of inspiration, the king of Ping, who was a chicken thief, walked a little faster, disappeared around the corner, and the shopkeeper who chased him out regretted it.

In a blink of an eye, he returned to the Pingwang Mansion.

The night obscured the figure of the snooper, revealing Jiang Qingyue's whereabouts, the man's eyes were full of tears, looking at her leaving back, the corners of his eyes were dyed with a smile.

The night was dark, Jiang Qingyue brought dew and air conditioning, and when she returned to the room, she also brought the autumn frost in.

"You still know to come back." King Ping leaned on the side of the bed, flipped through a book, his clothes were lazy, his skin that had not been exposed to the wind and sun was like winter snow, and a red scar spread out under his ribs, not only did not destroy the beauty, but it was like a winter plum dew, adding charm.

Looking at the spring scenery on the bed, Jiang Qingyue unceremoniously reached out and touched it, the slippery taste was as mild as silk: "The prince is so interested." ”

Where his fingertips lingered, King Ping felt that he had lit a fire, his eyes sank, and how could he still read the words in front of him: "Jiang Qingyue." ”

The suppressed tone made her consciously withdraw her hand.

Jiang Qingyue has always liked to get straight to the point, sat down and found a comfortable posture to admire the beauty: "The prince is sleepless tonight, but what good news are you waiting for?" ”

"Did you bring me your good news?" King Ping casually put the book in the secret compartment under the bed, looked at her with a smile hooked on his lips, his eyes turned slightly, and there were ripples: "You beat Bai Ren so badly, what good news can there be?" ”

Aren't those shopkeepers his people?

Jiang Qingyue remained silent and answered: "The prince's words are wrong, if you didn't arrange for Bai Ren to follow me, how could it be like this." ”

The two tried each other, but they couldn't get the news they wanted.

Nested on the chaise longue and fell asleep, breathing evenly, but the two of them had their own thoughts.

Early in the morning, Jiang Qingyue left the house.

King Ping looked at the empty bed with a complicated expression, this little girl was smarter than he imagined.

"Where did she go today?" King Ping looked at the bronze mirror, his thoughts diverged, the Pingwang Mansion, which had been deserted for so many years, was still lively after all, if there was such a princess, it would be good.

Bai Ren helped people tie their hair, looked at his jet-black hair and said, "The princess went to the nunnery today. ”

"Nunnery." King Ping repeated his words and no longer asked: "A few days ago, the queen asked you to reply, did you show any flaws?" ”

"No, it's just that the queen ordered that she should kill you as soon as possible." Bai Ren stood aside respectfully.

Recently, the queen has summoned them more and more often, although she has observed those people for many days, there are still shortcomings after all, and if they continue for a long time, they will definitely be exposed.

Before stepping out of the door, the beam moved slightly, and someone quietly fell: "Lord, the princess did not buy shares last night." ”

"Huh?" King Ping was a little surprised, seeing her radiant appearance yesterday, he thought that everything would fall into place: "Why did you talk back so late?" ”

The person who came paused, and said with a little helplessness: "The princess poured out several shopkeepers. ”

"Go down," King Ping's Xuanyi ink robe said, getting up and ordering: "Go to the nunnery." ”