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Fang Jifan¡¯s words gave everyone a glimmer of hope.
Can peoplereally be found?
So much money
But all this seemed to be within Fang Jifan's expectation.
After the news came out, at least the capital was a little more settled.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Jifan and Wang Bushi got together.
Five million taels of silver came out. For such a large sum of money, and the trace of which is still missing, Wang Bushi still looked really indifferent.
In fact, he didn¡¯t really care about it.
¡°A person who knows how to make money can always make it back easily as long as he has enough capital.
But the more money a person has, it is precisely the time when he is most uneasy. If he can do something for the world, it is not a bad thing.
So over the years, Wang Bushi has generously supported many people and opened many charity halls. Of course, compared to the speed at which he makes money, this expenditure is still too slow.
Wang Bushi sat down, Shi Shiran took the tea cup, and took a leisurely sip of tea.
Fang Jifan had a bad temper and ignored him.
The king is not angry even if he is not an official.
¡°Perhapsthe biggest benefit of having a brain-disabled person succeed is that he doesn¡¯t have to spend time trying to figure out people¡¯s hearts and ponder the so-called art of speaking.
When I was young, I was like this, how about it?
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Now, as they get older, these people who laugh it off, no matter how they feel that Fang Jifan should not be a child, they are used to it. Once again, once again, no matter how outrageous Fang Jifan did, everyone would not take it seriously.
The officers who came in a hurry filed in and began to report the case.
Fang Jifan just squinted his eyes and looked sleepy. He sat on the chair and seemed not to care about these latest reports.
His Majesty ordered the results to be found out within three days, so naturally it will be three days.
Wang Bushi was not in a hurry. He still looked calm and composed. He gently took off his big sunglasses and breathed at the mirror. Then he took out the silk handkerchief and wiped it carefully.
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Suddenly, Fang Jifan seemed to wake up, opened his eyes, looked slightly to one side, crossed his legs and said, "What do you think of this case?"
Wang Bushi said with a smile: "I don't have any opinion. With the Duke of Qi, I can capture him easily."
This guy talks very nicely.
Fang Jifan nodded: "This is natural, otherwise I would not be sorry for your five million taels of silver. I have to recover the stolen goods."
Wang Bushi smiled and said: "Five million taels is not a small amount, but compared with such important events for the family and the country, it is nothing."
Fang Jifan had a rare flash of surprise in his eyes. He glanced at Wang Bushi strangely and couldn't help but said, "You don't love money?"
"I don't love it." Wang Bushi shook his head directly.
Fang Jifan looked unbelieving.
Wang Bushi then explained: "There is a saying among sages. If you are poor, you will be good for yourself. If you are rich, you will help the world. Xiaguan is a disciple of the sage, so he understands this truth. What's more, no matter how much money Xiaguan earns, it is just hair. , How can a general be attached to his hair without skin? There are many things in the world, which are much more important than silver. To be honest with the Duke of Qi, I do have some frivolous wealth. Because of this, I have some confidence, and I know the easiest thing in the world. The problem is exactly what money can solve."
Fang Jifan couldn¡¯t help but sigh in his heart, this person is very enlightened, almost surpassing our Fang Jifan.
Fang Jifan was somewhat interested in talking and said: "This is your opinion. The problems you think money can solve are trivial matters. But there are still many people in the world who love money as much as their lives. They regard wealth as a More important than life, this is because human life is too miserable, with no clothes to cover the body, and no food to eat. For them, life is worse than death."
Wang Bushi looked at Fang Jifan thoughtfully, and then said: "The official has learned a lesson. But the official thinks that the Duke of Qi seems to have something in mind."
Fang Jifan sighed and said, "I can't eat or sleep when I think of the many people who have been harmed by the traitors. Your Majesty ordered us to catch this criminal, but what happened after we caught him and took back the stolen goods? Mr. Wang Have you ever thought about how to return the stolen goods next? You must know that all the money recovered from the stolen goods will definitely not be returned to the victim. This traitor has been rampant for a year, and I don¡¯t know how much money has been spent. How many."
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An individual begins to be arrested.
It seems that something is wrong.
In a courtyard, Chen Zheng was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.
His appearance has changed drastically.
Eveneven the yellow book that proved his identity made him a different person.
He is now a small businessman belonging to Dengzhou Prefecture, Shandong Province.
This year, he has been withdrawing money secretly.
Now I have accumulated a lot of silver.
But this time Five million taels of silver is a large amount of money. It will take a certain amount of time to withdraw it slowly.
But this money must be redeemed.
To be precise, Chen Zheng is from Quanzhou.
His beard and hair are slightly curly and yellowish, his skin is extremely fair, and his nose is high.
According to the genealogy, Chen Zheng is a descendant of the Semu people during the Yuan Dynasty.
There were a large number of Semu merchants in Quanzhou at that time. During the reign of Emperor Gao, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, the Semu people had resisted the Ming army with the Yuan people, so they massacred a number of them.
But even so, there are still many Semu people who have gradually assimilated. Many people are engaged in business, and their accents and customs are no different from the locals.
Most of these people are still doing their job.
I have long regarded myself as a Han Chinese.
Chen Zheng felt something was strange. So far, everything had been eerily quiet, with no movement at all. The more so, the more uneasy it became for him. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com