"No problem, Your Majesty. The minister had dealt with those merchants before, and they were all very rich, fifty yuan a horse, and they were allowed to wear them, which could not be considered expensive. Of course, if you really can't sell it, you can still reduce the price. Chen Lin actually didn't have much confidence in his heart, but in front of the official ground, he didn't dare to say that the ground was too low, for fear of making Zhao Zhen unhappy.

"In this way, even if it is so, I am accurate, this price does not necessarily have to be fixed, you can be smarter." Zhao Zhen thought that Chen Lin was confident, so he nodded with satisfaction and said so.

"The slave obeys." Chen Lin immediately agreed. The price can be set by himself, which is equivalent to the emperor's complete trust in himself, which makes Chen Lin feel beautiful in his heart. He also secretly swore that the silk cloth must be sold, and if there were not so many people to buy it, then he would go to those merchants and talk to them.

At that time, with the prestige of the secret spy department, I am not afraid that these businessmen will dare not give face.

Chen Lin left, and after returning to the General Department of the Secret Intelligence Division, the first thing he did was to order all the famous merchants in the city to be called, and he wanted to talk to them one by one. Even if the official family attaches so much importance to this business, then this first shot must be fired.

"Go, get some silk cloth and hang it in front of our shop. Remember, to let the people of the whole Bianliang City see these silk cloths, to expand the influence to the strongest, you know? Facing his own disciples and grandchildren, Chen Lin gave another death order.

"Yes, Ancestor." All the secret spies and others agreed with their fists in their fists. Following their departure, outside the more than forty shops in Bianliang City that belonged to the secret spy department, there were all kinds of brightly colored silk cloths.

When countless secret agents began to spread the news everywhere, a day later, there were few people in the entire Bianliang City who did not know about the sale of fresh silk cloth.

Facts have also proved that Chen Lin is still too timid.

When he used his power to call some big businessmen to him and show them the silk cloth, these businessmen's eyes lit up one by one.

They have money, but they can only wear sackcloth due to the emperor's decree before, which has made them feel dissatisfied.

Now that the imperial decree has been lifted, and there is such a good silk cloth that can be bought and sold by oneself at will, and can be dressed at will, almost all the big businessmen who were called have made a guarantee to Chen Lin, that is, once the silk cloth is on the market, they will definitely buy it, and the quantity will not be too small.

The merchants left happily, that is, Chen Lin deliberately revealed the price of silk cloth to them, and when it was fifty yuan a horse, no one flinched or shouted expensive.

In fact, these businessmen have been held back for too long, and now that the conditions have been relaxed, their enthusiasm has also been mobilized.

It's just fifty guan a horse, which is naturally too expensive for ordinary people, but for these merchants who can't blink an eye when they buy two thousand guan a bottle of perfume, this price is not expensive, but still cheap.

"Isn't it selling cheaply?" Chen Lin paid attention to the reactions of the merchants, and after sending these people away, he finally became suspicious.

"Ancestor, why don't we sell a hundred guan and try it?" Meng Youde stepped forward and suggested in a low voice.

Regarding the price of silk cloth, Su Shi had already told Meng Youde that it should be sold at least 100 yuan.

When Meng Youde heard this price, his intuition told him that it was expensive. But Su Shi said that if the price is too low, it will be sorry for the identity of those buyers. That is, Su Shi wants to see the Song people wear better, otherwise, with his character, he will not sell a hundred horses, and the starting price will at least double up.

It was with Su Shi's previous reminder that Meng Youde dared to say this price at this meeting.

"One hundred, it's too expensive." After hearing this, Chen Lin suddenly lost his confidence.

"Ancestor, didn't those merchants promise you that they would definitely buy it? Even if it is expensive, they will not dare to offend our secret spy department, and they will sell a few pieces and take them home. Wait until they are all finished, if the goods are not out yet, we will reduce the price again. Meng Youde knew what Chen Lin was worried about, so he had this statement.

"Well, that's right. When our spy division opened, those merchants should have come to give gifts, and they also wanted to buy two horses back. Hmph, if they don't make money in vain, then it's a hundred. At this moment, Chen Lin also gritted his teeth and said.

But when he said these words, Chen Lin was actually ready to reduce the price. In fact, even if it is twenty times a horse, he still earns something, but it is just a matter of earning more and earning less.

The huge machine of the secret spy division began to turn, and it didn't take long for the streets and alleys of Bianliang City to be filled with the sound of people talking about the new silk cloth.

More than 40 shops have already hung up the new silk cloth, but anyone with eyes can see it. When I learned that it would be sold tomorrow, and that no matter what my status, as long as I had the money, I could buy it and wear it, and everyone's attention was attracted to it.

Even some ordinary people are wondering if they can grit their teeth, tighten their belts and buy one to make beautiful clothes for their families.

In the past, only those who had official bodies could wear it, but now they can wear it themselves, which is the best identity symbol.

I just don't know what price this silk cloth sells, and can they really afford it?

After learning that the price would be announced early tomorrow morning, everyone thought that they must come and see it. If you really can't afford it, seeing others buy it, it's also a hilarity.

Yan Wuwu was already prepared, and he also let out the rumors, wanting to instigate the people of the capital to welcome Su Shi and plant a thorn in the hearts of him and the current officials. But I never expected that there would be such a thing as silk cloth.

"How so? How so? "Hearing the report of the people dispatched, many people will go to sell silk cloth tomorrow, and when no one said that they were going to meet Su Shi, Yan Wuwu felt that things were going to be bad.

Compared to greeting the hero who killed the dog, where can you buy silk cloth to make new clothes.

Other people's affairs are never as important as your own. Moreover, the government did not give an order for them to organize people to welcome Su Shi, so no one would come out to respond.

Seeing that his subordinates came back one by one, and all the bad news came back, Yan Wuwu returned to Zongzheng Mansion when it was dark.

The matter was not done well, and Zhao Yunrang's face turned black all of a sudden. But he knew in his heart that this was not because he couldn't do things, but because he was unlucky and ran into the big move of the secret spy department.

It's like those ladies in his mansion, they are also secretly saying that they will go to the silk village under the secret spy department early tomorrow morning to see what the new silk cloth looks like, and they will buy some and so on, let alone others.

"That's it, that's it." Zhao Yunrang knew that things couldn't be done. The general trend is like this, if he still wants to go his own way, or even mobilize a large force to do this, it will be too obvious. With the ability of the secret spy department, he must be able to find out himself, and really report the matter to the ears of the official, at that time, even if Zhao Zhen wants to hate, he will hate himself, not Su Shi.

It was a result he didn't want to see at all, and even if it was, what else would he do.

Zhao Yun let the people who knew the time give up on Su Shi. Before the plan was fully unfolded, it was over, and Su Shi won again.

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Imperial City Harem.

Jing Mang Yuan.

Zhu Guifei was already dying, and she didn't eat anything for three consecutive days, just barely surviving by dipping her lips in water.

Zhao Xi has already become a tearful person, and he has not closed his eyes for more than two days before sitting on the bed.

According to the imperial doctor who came to diagnose and treat, Zhu Guifei's body is very weak, and she may give up at any time. Now Zhao Xi just wants to accompany his mother on her last journey.

Jingmangyuan was very quiet, even those eunuchs and palace maids walked cautiously, for fear of making any movement and causing the displeasure of King Jing, and they were taken to the Ye Tingsi to be disposed of.

Zhao Xi, who is already six years old, doesn't know how much more sensible he is than more than a year ago. At this time, he didn't cry or make trouble, so he took one of his mother's hands and sat there motionless.

Pedal pedal pedal ... Pedal pedal pedal ...

Outside the wing, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps, causing Zhang Xi, the little yellow door standing behind Zhao Xi, to look very ugly, "What person?" Do not make noise and do not know ... The slave maid greets Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xi, who saw clearly who was coming, hurriedly knelt down.

It was Princess Zhao Huirou of Fukang who came.

I saw her pulling the hem of her skirt and trotting over with a anxious look. When he came behind Zhao Xi, he didn't look at Zhang Xi who was kneeling on the ground, but said in a somewhat anxious voice, "Brother Xi, Brother Su will be back tomorrow." ”

Zhao Xi, who was sitting there like a statue, heard Zhang Xi's greetings, but he didn't move.

My sister still cares about herself, and she will always accompany her during this time.

He is grateful in his heart, but now he is fully focused on his mother, he just wants to accompany his mother to the last journey of his life, as for other people and things, it will not be on his heart at all.

It wasn't until Zhao Huirou said that Brother Su was coming back that Zhao Xi's whole body was shocked, and then he seemed to think of something, suddenly turned around, grabbed Zhao Huirou's little hand that ran in front of him and said, "What do you say, what do you say?" ”m.

"Oops, it hurts me." Feeling the tremendous power coming from her hand, Zhao Huirou couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Zhao Xi, who was already out of order, thought of something, and quickly let go of his hand, looked at Zhao Huirou and said, "Sister Rou, is Brother Su back?" ”

"I'm coming back, and I'll be back in Bianliang City tomorrow. I just heard my mother talk about it. Zhao Huirou rubbed her somewhat reddened wrist while telling the news she had just knew.

Some people died, but not completely......