"Stop!" There was a break from the side of the shop.

"In broad daylight, who dared to smash a law-abiding business, who gave the power?"

Everyone was stunned, and suddenly there was silence, and the group of men who rushed up also stood in a daze.

The fat merchant led by him turned his head to take a look, and saw that the person who spoke and drank was actually a white-faced boy, dressed decently, shaking a silk paper fan.

Beside him were two black-faced military men.

"Hehe, little white face, don't think that your father is an official in the court, you can be nosy in the rivers and lakes, in the Beijing Division, how old is your father? You are a little tender shallot, Lao Tzu will break it casually, believe it or not? ”

The big fat merchant snorted coldly.

Yuan Zhi shook the silk paper fan and ridiculed without fear:

"My son never believes in evil, I am in charge of Wan Shengxiang's affairs, whoever dares to step on the threshold of the store will be killed."

This is the momentum of the king, surging.

As soon as Yuan Zhi's words fell, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded on the street.

I saw nearly twenty samurai dressed in black brocade, riding tall horses, lined up in front of the shop.

They wore long swords at their waists, and each of them carried a crossbow in his hand. What was frightening was that the five-shot crossbow bow, the steel arrows wound, were aimed at the big fat merchant and his thugs.

It seems that what this prince said about killing is not a lie.

Inside and outside the capital, no one had ever seen this group of mysterious brocade-clothed warriors, riding tall horses and being well-armed.

With the exquisite saber and five-shot bow and crossbow on each person's waist, and the unified equipment, they are known to be official warriors.

This little white-faced boy is by no means simple.

and the second general Hum Ha beside him, tall, with a full face, has been smiling fiercely and cruelly.

is so murderous, anyone who sees it is shocked.

Those dozens of thugs are just nobodies on the rivers and lakes, gangsters, bullying merchants in the grain market, who are bullish and coaxing, showing off their might.

But this kind of killing scene, everyone confessed, and their bodies kept retreating outward.

The fat businessman was naturally frightened, and he didn't know what the other party was about, so he swallowed his saliva and said inwardly:

"It turns out that Wan Shengxiang found a military man to be a helper, no wonder he has no fear, but the matter is not over, Zheng Shaoqiu, White Lady, you wait for Lao Tzu."

The fat merchant and his thugs left dejectedly, and the onlookers on the street were cheering and cheering.

"Come on, reopen, business as usual."

The white lady felt the righteous aura of Yuan Zhi and was deeply encouraged, and she began to spread out again.

"Thank you Yuan Gongzi for your help, please come into the store and rest for a while."

Zheng Shaoqiu came over with a smile on his face and thanked Yuan Zhizuo.

Now he understands the confidence of this son, it is not a bluffing thing.

The girl also looked at Yuan Zhi with adoration on her face.

"Okay, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, my son will go into the store to take a nap, and by the way, I will ask Lord Zheng about something."

Yuan Zhi nodded, crossed the threshold and entered the store.

Zheng Shaoqiu personally brought the round stool, "The shop is shabby, please don't dislike it." ”

As he spoke, he asked the girl to make tea.

This Zhang Luo, he seems to be the male protagonist of this Wan Shengxiang.

It seems that the fat merchant who made trouble was right, the foreign merchant White Lady dared to sell grain at a lower price, because she had a backer, Zheng Shaoqiu, the deacon of the grain market.

Yuan Zhi had no intention of paying attention to these romantic affairs, he took a fancy to this Zheng Shaoqiu, a lower-level official with a conscience.

In the end of the Jin Dynasty, such officials will be needed in the future.

Yuan Zhi was thinking, and Zheng Shaoqiu was also pondering.

The scene just now scared the fat merchant and the others away, and he was also shocked.

With his eyesight, looking at these tiger and wolf guards, he saw that Yuan Zhi was definitely not the son of a high-ranking prince.

Because these sons and gentlemen travel, at best, they are just a few government soldiers, where did they get such a security posture.

To say the least, it is the level of a prince in the palace.

"The lower official's name is Zheng Shaoqiu, he is the deacon of Chuanjiqiao Grain City, what is the problem of Yuan Gongzi, please ask, the lower official knows everything, and he has no end to it."

Zheng Shaoqiu said respectfully.

"Well, you're welcome." Yuan Zhi took a sip of tea and began to ask.

One question and one answer, Zheng Shaoqiu told the truth.

His hometown is in Ulju, and his family is a big businessman.

In the final Jin Dynasty, scholars learned from farmers, workers, soldiers, and merchants, and the social status of merchants was very low, lower than that of soldiers, except for prisoners and commoners, even if merchants were at the bottom.

But these lowly businessmen have now become the economic dependents of the powerful.

In the whole world, among all the wealthy families, which family is not currently in business?

The mutual penetration of the powerful and businessmen has formed a new type of combination of government and business, and a new type of wealthy family.

The businessmen are also trying their best to whitewash themselves, making the children of the family study hard and rush to the exam to get the title of the gold list.

Nowadays, in a merchant family, being an official is the first element, which is a family rule.

Zheng Shaoqiu is such a product.

With Yuan Zhi's understanding of ancient history, the Jin Shang arose during this period.

When the predators mainly from the Taiyuan Wang family, there are also eight families such as Jin and Fan.

And the Zheng family owned by Zheng Shaoqiu is the last among the eight families of the Jin Dynasty.

Yuan Zhi was thinking that in the future, the imperial court under his control would compete with a wealthy family like the Xiao clan in Jiangnan economically, and he must support everyone in Guanzhong.

And Jin Shang is his preferred target.

"Lord Zheng is in his early Chinese New Year's Eve today, he is in the prime of life, he has been studying hard for more than ten years, but he is only an eighth-rank grain market deacon, do you feel wronged, and you have never met your talents?" Yuan Zhi suddenly asked a strange question.

Zheng Shaoqiu was stunned for a moment, looked at Yuan Zhi a few more times, and replied very cautiously:

"Grievances... Xia Guan didn't dare to think that serving the imperial court was the ultimate goal of us scholars, but now that the powerful are rampant, the court system and national law are regarded as child's play, which can't help but make Xia Guan feel sad. ”

Yuan Zhi nodded, and then what he said made Zheng Shaoqiu very surprised, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

"My son still has some connections in the court, and Master Zheng has both ability and political integrity, and he will definitely become a pillar of the country in the future.

Zheng Shaoqiu was overjoyed when he heard it.

He understood that Yuan Zhi was speaking implicitly, and he actually took care of him, an eight-rank official, without much effort at all.

Today is considered a blessing in disguise, and he suddenly got an important backer.

He stood up, made a deep bow, and said:

"In this way, the lower official thanked Yuan Gongzi first, but I don't know what the prince wants the lower official to do?"

Zheng Shaoqiu understands very well that there is no free lunch in the world, and it is not without purpose that this mysterious prince wants to carry him.

Well, smart.

Yuan Zhi smiled and nodded, and said: "Lord Zheng doesn't need to be nervous, this son just wants to get acquainted with the eight families of the Jin Shang family, especially the Jinyang Wang family, Lord Zheng can help this son to make an introduction at the appropriate time." ”

"Back to Yuan Gongzi, this matter is not difficult, but the lower officials still don't know which yamen Yuan Gongzi is in, how can I say it more appropriately when contacting the Eight Families?"

Zheng Shaoqiu: This is a stone throwing to ask for directions.