When Murong Ting finally got out and came to the Prime Minister's Mansion in Changle Fang, it was already dark.

As soon as he got off the carriage, he met Xu Hongdou, who came to the Prime Minister's Mansion from the Red Sleeves.

For this former red-sleeved branded Oiran, Murong Ting couldn't say what he felt in his heart.

"I've seen Madame!"

"Murong Gongzi is good." Xu Hongdou bowed slightly.

The two saluted slightly, and under the leadership of their subordinates, they entered the prime minister's mansion together.

Walking on the road, Murong Ting was full of thoughts.

Once upon a time, he teamed up with a few fox friends and dog friends to spend a lot of money to fight the red bean and smile.

But in the end, people didn't even show their faces, and it was a pity that they had so many silver taels in vain.

But I don't want a few years to pass, time has passed, and the red bean Oiran has become the fourth lady of that man, and he finally feels unworthy of the foolish things he did when he was young.

Money! Money! Money!

There is so much money, what is it not good to do now, and it is not enough to approve the qualifications of merchants today, this one also wants to lend, and that one also wants to lend, but there are so many original funds in her hand, and the eldest princess asks to use every copper coin on the blade, so she can only endure the pain of love.

If that money had been saved at that time, it is estimated that it can help a merchant tide over the difficult time today.

The two walked in the Xiangfu, and after a short time, they went on different paths.

Xu Hongdou was going to the study to see Chen Chao.

And he, Murong Ting, was arrested and wanted to meet his difficult sister!

"Say goodbye!"

"Please."

With a few simple words, Murong Ting turned into a fork in the road and went to Murong Yue's courtyard in the backyard.

Xu Hongdou looked at Murong Ting's departing back and lost his mind slightly.

It is hard to imagine that this polite and well-mannered Murong Ting was once a famous gentleman in the capital.

If you do everything, you just don't do good things.

Time has changed him and made him the sweetheart of the capital.

Under the guidance of the maid, Murong Ting met his sister Murong Yue.

"Hmph, do you still know that you are here, do you know that your sister and I blocked you at the gate of the palace this morning, you are good, pretend not to see me, and leave your sister aside."

Murong Yue slapped the table, but he didn't let Murong Ting sit, let alone think about tea or something.

Murong Ting suddenly became bitter, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Sister, don't be angry, don't be angry, it's time to get wrinkles when you're angry...... Bah, your brother and I can't speak, my sister is naturally beautiful, eighteen years old, beautiful as a flower, the country is beautiful and fragrant, the first beauty in the world......"

After a rainbow fart, Murong Yue's anger disappeared by half.

It's right to deal with a woman, and it's right to praise it vigorously.

Murong Ting is well aware of this truth.

Murong Yue nodded, but she still didn't let Murong Ting sit down, she pushed the financial statements of the more than 1,000 small clothing stores she ran on the table, and said, "You can do it." ”

Murong Ting swallowed a mouthful of saliva, picked up the financial statements on the table, looked at them carefully, and then his eyes widened, shocked.

This expression is exactly the same as Chen Chao in the morning.

Murong Yue wrapped her hands around her chest, faced Murong Ting with a side face, and said with confidence: "You have read the report, you also know how high the profit of the store opened by your sister and me, if you don't borrow more money, you will borrow 800,000 taels, and you will be guaranteed to return it to you after one year...... With interest! ”

Murong Yue originally thought that after she finished speaking, Murong Ting would immediately relax and offer 800,000 taels, but the matter was beyond her expectations, Murong Ting stretched out her hand and scratched her forehead and said, "Sister, there is something to discuss...... Borrow 800,000 taels when you open your mouth, and you sold your brother, see if it's worth the money? ”

"You mean, don't you borrow it?" Murong Yue squinted slightly.

In the face of threats from others, Murong Ting could not be afraid, but this was his sister He couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, looked at the report again, and stretched out three fingers, "I will lend you up to 300,000 taels!" ”

"600,000, this is my bottom line!"

"Nope." Murong Ting shook his head.

"And how much can you lend me?"

"300,000 at most, no more!"

Murong Yue's eyes narrowed deeper and deeper.

Cold sweat was dripping from Murong Ting's forehead, and he felt that he was under pressure that he shouldn't bear at this age.

He raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly said, "Sister, it's not that I don't lend it to you, but the policy above doesn't allow it...... Although your brother and I are the big treasurer of the money village and have great power, but sister, you must know that the full name of the money village is called the national construction and development of the money village, and the money in the money village is only lent to merchants who have made great contributions to the construction and development of Daji, such as the Nanshan Distillery located in Nanshan, Qingyuan, and for example, some merchants who earn a lot of foreign exchange for Daji by exporting, such as perfume and soap merchants...... To put it more simply, sister, although the profit of your small clothing store is high, there is a limit to the amount of loans, and you can only borrow so much, not more. ”

"Why?" Murong Yue's voice raised a few degrees, stood up and stared at Murong Ting and said, "Why is my small clothing store restricted?" Where does my small clothing store contribute to the development of Daji's construction? You speak with a little conscience, okay? ”

"Murong Ting, among the concubines in your house, which one of them didn't wear the clothes in my shop?"

Murong Ting was embarrassed.

"Sister, don't mess around." Murong Ting argued, "The eldest princess has instructed that in the past few years, the money should be used on the blade, not on the handle......"

"Who do you say is the knife handle?"

"Who do you say is the knife handle!"