Chapter 52: Little Minions Can Shock People to Death
"Dead monkey, get out, I don't want your protection, you traitor, wait, one day when you see me Qin Shuyu will say that you didn't protect me and run away by yourself!" Hua Cry is energetic, and it doesn't matter if Youwen is older than her, she directly calls Youwen's flower name.
"Yin'er, don't be angry, just me, I'm a little minion at best, how can the eldest prince tell me what he's doing, you say no!" Of course Youwen himself knows, as far as he can know, it must not be important, and it doesn't make sense to say it.
"I know what to say, whether it is useful or not, I will tell it myself, I don't need you to make the decision for me, what should I listen to!" Hua Cry knows that Youwen is much more shrewd than Jun Shan, which is also the reason why Qin Shuyu will send him here, there is a person with a good brain by Hua Wai's side, so he can rest assured, but if Jun Shan is sent here, Hua Cry will be finished at this time!
"Okay, then I'll say I know, but don't say it's mine when you see Shuyu in the future, otherwise he will have to kill me!" Youwen knew that he couldn't escape, so he might as well surrender obediently.
"That's right, Brother Youwen, please rub it in a while, say it quickly!" Hua Cried happily, her mouth became sweet, thinking that a few years ago, she and Youwen Junshan just entered Ningyang City to find Qin Shuyu, and invited them to eat two bowls of noodles and a small plate of beef, I don't know how long I was distressed, I was poor at that time, and I didn't want to spend a copper on it, although I am not rich now, at least it is not a problem to eat a few meals.
"The eldest prince has a rich village in the imperial capital and many places!"
"What did you say?" Hua weeping jumped up in shock, and the painful pig's trotter stepped on the ground like this, gritting the root of his teeth in pain.
Youwen nodded, knowing that Hua Cry would be this reaction, but forgetting that her foot was lame, and he felt pain for her!
"Brother Youwen, don't talk nonsense, the money village can only be opened by the royal family, Ye Qinglin is that bird, he dares to open a black money bank, isn't he afraid of the nine clans?" Hua Wai is really scared, not to mention that Ye Qinglin is now just the son of an ordinary big family, as far as his former identity as the son of Xuanyang Hou, it is also impossible to open a money bank, the royal family saw a nest of kills, and really responded to the sentence: If one person opens a money bank, the whole family will suffer! If it weren't for the royal family's ruthless and thorough control of the domestic gold and silver circulation, how could this silver be so valuable?
"I told you not to ask, look, you doubt me again, forget it!" Youwen didn't want to say any more, the more he talked, the more he would only scare Hua Xi.
"Uh...... When I didn't say, you continued! ”
"It's gone!"
“......”
"That's all I know!"
"You often go out and don't come back for ten days and a half, either injured or missing, what's going on? Could it be that the royal family found out and did something to you? No, it's not like ah, if the royal family finds out, do you still need to do this? Directly raided the family and wiped out the clan! "This is what Hua Cry cares about the most, they are always outside or injured or missing for a while, I can't figure it out, but now it's a bit of an eyebrow, when it comes to the money village, they can be mysteriously on the number all day long, alas, nine deaths and a lifetime!
"It's not the royal family, it's the enemy of the eldest prince's partner shareholders, calculating the shareholders of the eldest prince, they seem to be robbing something, and they treat us as those people, but fortunately, we come back every time we escape from death!" Youwen said as lightly as possible.
"Ye Qinglin, this bastard, did such a dangerous thing outside every day, and kept me in the stock for so long, and then one day he was suddenly punished by the Nine Clans, I am also from his clan, right? It's inexplicable to cut off the head, I don't know why! Hmph, it's good that I've already cut him off! Hua Weeping felt a dull pain in his heart, he felt sorry for Ye Qinglin, he felt sorry for Qin Shuyu, and he had to admit it, why was this, he Ye Qinglin was not short of silver, and he still had to do such a dangerous thing, could Qian Zhuang be opened casually?
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In the study room upstairs in the courtyard of the alley of North Street, Ye Qinglin was still sitting in the position where Hua Weeping used to read, holding the book, and sneezed a few times for no reason, and he didn't know who was gossiping behind his back who was so immoral.
Youwen's letter has just been received, saying that Yin'er's foot is injured, and I don't know what crime she suffered, is she really not coming back? is so ruthless, he really left himself with a wave of his hand, he has always been very confident, and he never thought of losing to Ziyu like this!
Ye Qinglin was very irritable, just now Qin Shuyu also brought a four-hundred-mile urgent report, saying that the owner of the village had an accident and returned to the imperial capital, it seems that it is getting more and more troublesome!
His four-hundred-mile expedited is not an eight-hundred-mile official post, but the contact route of their various money banks, which is extremely secretive, and the people around him know it, and this news is undoubted.
sighed, got up and walked out of the study door, and shouted Qin Shuyu downstairs, only to see Junshan helping Shui Ling fetch water by the old well in the courtyard.
"Junshan, get ready, call Du Jian and Qin Shuyu, bring a few more people, and go to the imperial capital immediately!" After Ye Qinglin finished speaking, he went downstairs.
Jun Shan hurriedly put the bucket down, looked at the water spirit with some reluctance, then nodded at Ye Qinglin, and immediately ran out of the courtyard to find Qin Shuyu.
On the gravel-paved road outside Ningyang City, an inconspicuous carriage was guarded by more than a dozen black-clothed entourage, and Qin Shuyu and Du Jian were leading the way on horseback, and Ye Qinglin was sitting in the car.
If the horse is fast, he can reach the imperial capital in five days, Ye Qinglin can only travel at the normal speed in the carriage, and it will take at least seven days to arrive, unexpectedly, after twenty miles out of Ningyang City, he will change to a fast horse, and the group is as anxious as a spark or enter the imperial capital on the fifth day.
Cross the wide avenue and head to the West Side until you stop in front of a private house.
The architectural layout of the imperial capital is clearly hierarchical, with the official residence in the east and the private residence in the west, and the houses that fall in this western city are generally the residences of commoners.
But the person Ye Qinglin saw obviously didn't look like an ordinary ordinary person.
This house is not small, but the construction is not conspicuous at all, and the beam and pillar gate are just ordinary pine, but as long as you enter it, even those furnishings do not look luxurious.
The subordinates in the house led their horses to the stables to feed, Qin Shuyu and the others stopped in the front yard, and Ye Qinglin entered the inner courtyard alone.
Everyone knew Ye Qinglin, and when they saw him coming in from the front yard, they opened the door of the main hall of the inner courtyard, and Ye Qinglin nodded and walked straight in.
"Zhuang Master, Qinglin is late!" As soon as he entered the hall, the light inside and outside had not yet been able to adapt, Ye Qinglin arched his hand to a dim place inside, where there was a soft collapse, and a person was lying on it.
The owner of the village in Ye Qinglin's mouth is the majority shareholder of their bank, and they call him the owner internally, so that they don't want people to know his true identity, so that people think it is the owner of the hidden mountain villa at first glance.
"Brother Luo, you're here, sit down!" The man lying inside got up slightly and leaned back, pointing to the chair in front of the tea table.