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Chapter 1286: When there is too much money, people become distracted

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    "We need to send out scouts to detect the Wala people. Don't just trust Jinyiwei and Dongchang. Although they have done a good job, they may not be able to detect the information we want to get. Our people are still reliable"

    Meng Ying was a little tired. He took a sip of strong tea and continued to give instructions: "Send someone to collect information from Atai. What Atai is most afraid of now is to have sex with him, so his information should be the most comprehensive. We  ¡­¡±

    Meng Ying felt that she must have not slept well recently, so she had hallucinations.

    "Marquis Baoding, come with us!"

    Meng Ying rubbed her eyes, and then said dullly: "Where are you going?"

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? They didn¡¯t bring anything except their sabers, but when they showed that sly expression, everyone remembered

    The former Jin Yiwei was so powerful!  The beheaded Ji Gang could really make fun of the prince at that time.

    People in the lobby couldn't help but take a step back, as if the commander of the Imperial Guard, whose eyes were narrowed like a poisonous snake, would appear in the next moment.

    Meng Ying followed him like a puppet. These talents woke up from a dream, and soon the news spread like wildfire, and the name of Jinyiwei once again resounded throughout the capital.

    "Why is this?"

    Fang Xing woke up from a nap and went to see his daughter and daughter-in-law first. What he likes most now is to poke Wuyou's face, and it will bounce back once he pokes it, and then his little brows will frown, as if he is impatient.

    When he reluctantly went to the front hall, Jia Quan brought him the news.

    Jia Quan said tangledly: "It seems that His Majesty is furious, saying something about deceiving the emperor, and"

    Zhu Di was very angry and almost wanted to send Meng Ying to the West Market immediately to use his blood to dispel the recent bad luck.

    "It seems that something happened to Kingo's deputy Qianhu. Your Majesty was furious. Even the prince was scolded and knelt down to apologize."

    Well¡­¡­

    There is no ambitionist in any generation, and the ambitionist who can buried a vice -family -level nail. To be honest, there are really a lot of suspects.

    It is possible to achieve military honors, but civil servants Thanks to those who hate military affairs, even if they can, they would not dare.

    As for the royal family, it¡¯s hard to say.

    Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di, the father and son, were so overbearing that the clan mansion that managed royal personnel became a decoration, with almost no movement.

    Jia Quan saw that Fang Xing¡¯s expression was half-smiling, so he said, ¡°Uncle, my subordinates also doubt King Zhao!¡±

    Zhu Gaosui, this poisonous snake!

    "Don't talk nonsense, be careful to bring trouble to your grandson."

    Fang Xing stood up and said: "Thank you for the news. Your Majesty has been very angry recently, and I have been dealt with. Fortunately, I am still in the grounding period, so I can continue to be free. Go back and tell your grandson to stay out of things recently and stay with me."  It¡¯s okay to accompany His Majesty, go homethat¡¯s all, let him wait for the child to come out."

    Zhu Di's suspicions already existed, and they became even more serious after a serious illness. Now that such things were revealed during his illness, it is estimated that he just wants to kill people at this moment.

    "It's almost enough to let him go. Wanwan should go and accompany His Majesty. As for my granddaughter, the old man always looks at her with love, but my grandson is annoying!"

    Jia Quanxin left with understanding. The old man was not annoyed when he saw his grandson, but the emperor was annoyed when he saw his grandson.

    My grandson is so old and outstanding, am I going to die?  !

    Before leaving, Jia Quan said enviously: "Uncle, those people who sell glass have become rich, and they are as luxurious as those who sell cans!"

    Fang Xing was startled and cursed: "You are so careless, you are too rich!"

    Jia Quan scratched his head and said, "What did your highness say Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are bones frozen to death on the road."

    Zhu Men, the mansion of the Peiping luxury Fan Jin dare not use Zhumen. Looking at the ordinary ones, you can go in, the water pavilion, four o'clock flowers

    "This is luxury!"

    Boom!

    Walking through the front hall, there was a burst of noise.

    In front of you is a lake with a small boat on the water and a pavilion by the water.

    The waterside pavilion is very large, and there are three rooms in a row. At this time, people inside are either standing or sitting, and it is crowded.

    "Hahahaha! All the sages and heroes came to my humble home today. I am so flattered!"

    An old man with a rosy face strode over, followed by a group of maids and boys following him very hard.

    "I've met Mr. Fan!"

    All the scholars in the pavilion bowed to pay tribute.Those in the know thought that Fan Jin was studying politics.

    Fan Jin said cheerfully: "Everyone, sit down, sit down, some people will be coming later, everyone save your appetite, ah!"

    Some of the scholars were puzzled by the meaning of reserving one's appetite, and those who were good at it were already snickering.

    "Fan Gong is with you, I'm sorry for bothering you!"

    A young man wearing a sapphire blue robe came out to say thank you, and the scholars all followed suit, and it was extremely noisy for a while.

    "Mr. Fan! It's been a long time."

    At this time, a young man came over with a group of middle-aged men. Looking at their clothes, they seemed to be wealthy.

    Fan Jin¡¯s eyes lit up and he walked over and said, ¡°Shopkeeper Fang, why are you late!¡±

    "Hahahaha! Mr. Fan, we brought some people to join in the fun today."

    The person who came was Fang Qiyuan. At this time, he was no longer the pitiful person kneeling in front of Fang Xing at Fang's house. He looked radiant.

    Fan Jin looked at Qian Donglai and others behind him, narrowed his eyes and said, "Businessmen from the north and south are gathering in Beiping today. The ones from the north are here, but what about the ones from the south?"

    "Mr. Fan! I'm waiting here, but I can't see you!"

    If the glass merchants headed by Fang Qiyuan are the Northern Gang, then the group of merchants represented by Xu Qing are the Southern Gang.

    Fan Jin rubbed his eyes with a look of realization on his face, patted his forehead and said, "Look at me, look at me, I'm old and my eyesight is no longer good. I'm sorry, Shopkeeper Xu."

    Xu Qinggong cupped his hands, and then said to Fang Qiyuan: "Shopkeeper Fang, you are in a prosperous period these days! Your glass and mirrors are all in Zhejiang."

    Fang Qiyuan raised his hands and said: "Now you are not only selling canned goods, but also specialties from the south are flooding in the north. Shopkeeper Xu, you occupy a lot of shops in the big market! Why, how many of them are you willing to transfer?"

    Xu Qing smiled and said: "Xu really wants to do it, but we have to ask Uncle Xinghe. Can shopkeeper Fang afford it?"

    Hearing this name, the scholars in the waterside pavilion were all kinds of people, some were angry, some were thoughtful, some were dismissive

    Fan Jin was startled for a brief moment, then burst into hearty laughter, cupped his hands and said: "It's just a joke, come on, everyone, please."

    Fang Qiyuan waved, and a group of Yingying Yanyans who had been waiting behind came over with charming smiles.

    Then he provocatively said to Xu Qing: "Shopkeeper Xu, what are those men and women you brought here for?"

    Xu Qing pointed to the group of men, women, and children behind him and said: "Southern opera has a long history. Not many people in the north have heard of it. This is Zhou Qingnian."

    A man of about thirty years old came out from behind Xu Qing. He said gently: "Zhou has met all the wise men. Hearing about today's grand gathering, Zhou just invited a theater troupe from Wenzhou to come here and let them show off their ugliness. Please ask Mo  laugh."

    Immediately, the group of women entered several waterside pavilions. Suddenly, some of the scholars were reserved, and some began to get close to them secretly. It was very lively for a while.

    Zhou Qingnian pointed to the shore, and the theater troupe immediately began to put on costumes.

    After entering, they occupied two tables.

    Fan Jin looked sideways at the two groups and asked, "What do you want to say today?"

    Fang Qiyuan said boldly: "Whatever you want!"

    "Okay! How generous!"

    Fan Jin gently touched his palms and applauded, then looked at Xu Qing.

    Xu Qing smiled and said: "Businessmen from the north and south are gathering here today, with the theme of student aid. Xu and others are not to be left behind. Mr. Fan, please come up with a topic!"

    Those scholars¡¯ eyes flickered, they became indifferent to the women around them, and their attention was focused on Fan Jin.

    Fan Jin stroked his beard and smiled, pointing to the waterside pavilions on the left and right: "Today's literary meeting, let's wait and see who can come out on top, how about it?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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