Chapter 509: Men become bad when they have money

Style: Historical Author: Wang XiaodouWords: 3969Update Time: 24/01/11 22:16:35
The cold wind from the north is blowing

Blow down those infatuated tears

Why don't I care? It doesn't matter.

How could I forget the feeling of being loved by you?

I just want to get myself drunk after drinking a glass of wine

Why are you so miserable and tired?

Why do you feel heartache and heartbreak?

Plum blossoms blooming in severe winter

I also shed tears for the infatuated person

Time ruthlessly shatters dreams little by little

Mengpo Bridge's reincarnations

Do you still remember who I am?

Raise a cup to relieve sorrow and cut off the water with a knife

However, I always feel like being loved by you in my heart

Is falling in love with you wrong or right?

Unsweetened bitter coffee

Without you I am like a broken-winged bird flying in the wind

No one will wipe away my tears anymore

comfort me when i cry

I love you so deeply that my heart is drunk

Acacia red beans have a bitter taste

Your love destroys my fortress

Just to show you my beauty

My beloved, do you still remember who I am?

beautiful girl voluptuous rose

A little bit of decay and decadence

There is a home that cannot be returned to

I never thought I would regret falling in love with you

What it feels like to give true love

In this life, I am just your beauty

It is the taste of lovesickness and love.

Wang Busheng knew she was coming when he heard that someone was visiting. It's the breeze, it's the sunset, it's the heartbeat, it's irreplaceable. The familiar person, the familiar face, is naturally his eldest daughter-in-law.

Because she came here in a hurry, Zhang Jinghui was exhausted. Yesterday, she discussed with her grandfather for a long time about Wang Busheng. In the end, she couldn't figure it out. Change. I came to the Penal Department Prison today firstly because I missed him, and secondly because I wanted to thoroughly understand what happened on the day Wang Bu died so that he could operate better in the future.

The gold thrown into the manure pit is still gold. Even the rough clothes of the beauty cannot hide her beauty. She wears an ordinary gray long dress with phoenixes and auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on it. Her waist is tied with a wide belt, and her waist is as thin as a willow tree. The paintings of ordinary people have an extraordinary temperament, just like the fairies in the paintings. Although they reveal nothing, they are full of the temptation of mature women.

"You came"

"You shouldn't have come"

"But I'm still here."

When a movie or a novel contains many mindless dialogues, you can be sure that it is trying to make up the word count.

"Sister Jinghui, you are finally here. I miss you so much." Love becomes more precious only when we are separated. Only after a long separation can we experience the taste of lovesickness. Not sour, not sweet, not salty, not spicy, just tasteless.

Seeing that Wang Bushit was safe and sound, Zhang Jinghui's frowning eyebrows relaxed, and her pretty face was filled with warmth that could melt ice and snow.

"I'm here, are you okay?" Looking at Wang Busheng, Zhang Jinghui's eyes were full of love.

"Well, I'm fine." Pointing to his leftover food, Wang Bushi smiled and said, "We just finished eating. The food is still very good, but the price is a bit expensive."

Although he has not been involved in officialdom, he has heard about Zhang Jinghui, the arrogant person in the government. He has been engaged in business for many years, and he knows that it is not profitable to start early. All people's efforts are for the return of profits, and so are their feelings. . Therefore, Zhang Jinghui is not surprised by the various benefits obtained in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. To put it another way, Zhang Jinghui will still support it. After all, there is only cornbread every day, and the person she loves most will also suffer. Isn’t it okay to spend some useless money to let herself Only when the one you love lives comfortably will the smelly money reflect its original value.

"Money is a trivial matter, as long as you are fine." Zhang Jinghui took out another banknote from her arms and handed it to the cell leader, "Sir, I have some personal words that I would like to have a private chat with this young master."

He happily took the bank note and looked at his mother-in-law as if he were greeting her. The jailer nodded, "Yes, yes,"

Turning around and looking at the yamen guards, the cell leader ordered, "You guys, watch out. Don't let anyone be within ten meters of this cell, including the prisoners next door. Change their cells and don't disturb this girl's conversation." ".

Sure enough, the power of money is powerful, but what is priceless in this world? Could it be love? When you love someone, engrave their name on a precious place and remember it for a lifetime. Spend three hundred and eighty. When you no longer love, try every means. It costs thirty-eight thousand to erase his countless memories. It turns out that forgetting someone costs more than loving someone.

He is a very professional businessman who uses money to eliminate disasters for others. He will not waste money and do nothing, let alone accept a thousand taels of silver to do a job of 500 taels. In order to attract more people For repeat customers, Laotou's service standards are all value-for-money services, allowing customers to experience value-for-money enjoyment.

Looking at the rich man who was still eating and drinking in the cell, the prison boss was a little embarrassed. After all, this person's identity was something he didn't dare to provoke. However, his professional ethics forced him to do this. There was no medicine for his physical injuries. It can also be cured. The pain of conscience is the most difficult to cure.

Looking at Fu Jia with an apologetic look, the cell leader finally said, "Master, could you please move a little bit? I have prepared a more comfortable single room for you. If you are willing, I can go to the workshop." I will find you a beautiful student girl to serve you."

"Go away, little girl, I'm not interested."

"Well, there are some who are more mature. I heard that some female gentlemen also work part-time." The prison head strongly recommends it.

"Um, I'm sorry, Imperial Master, I just saw you this junior." It was Zhang Jinghui who spoke.

Fu Jiafang's face was a bit dark, and the brightest night pearl in the darkness was ignored. Could it be that he was the fluorescent stick, which would not light up without a light source.

"Girl, there's something wrong with your eyes. You can't see such a big living person."

"I'm sorry," Zhang Jinghui sincerely apologized for her negligence.

In fact, the beautiful woman Zhang Jinghui cannot be blamed for this. First, it is normal for a few more prisoners to live in the cell. After all, prisoners do not have human rights. Second, Zhang Jinghui never thought that a wealthy person would also be imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. , the identity of the emperor's master cannot be desecrated, Zhang Jinghui believes that Liu Wenzheng does not have the courage, of course, Zhang Jinghui does not know that the rich party is Lao Bu Sheng who spent money and Wang Bu Shei paid to invite him. Thirdly, Zhang Jinghui came to visit Wang Bu Shei, who would have thought You can still meet acquaintances in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Finally, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In the eyes of the beholder, the only thing is to invite people. The other people are A, B, B, D and D. They are the kind who will receive a box lunch if they meet each other without any lines.

"Girl, my old man is more than a hundred years old and his eyesight is not blurred but he is not deaf. You, your eyesight is hard to use at a young age. I heard that the miracle doctor of Songjiang Prefecture is also very successful in treating eye diseases. You might as well go Look, early treatment will lead to early recovery, don’t be afraid of spending money, your body is the most important thing.”

"Yes, yes," could not be refuted, Zhang Jinghui could only say yes with a wry smile.

Wang Bu Shi curled his lips and said, "Master, who in Songjiang Mansion doesn't know that the miracle doctor of the elixir is your daughter? You are trying to keep your wealth to others."

"Go, you're talking nonsense. My daughter is pretending to be the miracle doctor with the elixir of death, but she really knows medical skills. I recommended the miracle doctor to Jinghui for her own good. It's just a relationship between the patient and the doctor. Don't Interrupting randomly."

Looking at Zhang Jinghui, the rich man's eyes were full of fatherly love, "Girl, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a lot. Old man, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. Remember to look for the elixir when looking for eye diseases. A miracle doctor, all others are useless”.

Zhang Jinghui's good tutoring prevented her from rejecting her elders. "Yes, I will remember it. When I return to Songjiang Mansion, I will go to see a miracle doctor. Even if everything is fine, I will prescribe Chinese medicine for a few months."

"Yes, even if your eyes are not sick, take some medicine. This is called taking precautions before they happen, putting prevention first and combining prevention and treatment."

"Yes, follow the teachings of your elders."

"Uh, girl, old man, I know you are quite rich, so you can repay the IOU from Wang Busheng first." A stack of IOUs appeared in front of Zhang Jinghui.

Zhang Jinghui's face was full of astonishment, and Wang Busheng was so embarrassed that he couldn't even put his face to shame. ,

"Master, didn't I agree that when I get out of prison and return to Songjiang Mansion, I'll give you every cent of my money?" Wang Busheng snatched the words.

Although he and Zhang Jinghui were as close as one family, now that he was no longer poor, Wang Busheng didn't want to have his woman pay for everything.

"No, Weishi regretted it. Weishi's business has just started in Yingtian Mansion and is already somewhat promising. How can we give up halfway? Should we let the old man go back to Songjiang Mansion and start all over again?"

Although he didn’t know how Rich A’s business would develop in Yingtian Mansion, Wang Bushui was certain that Rich A’s income would not be high. With his clothes in rags and shabby clothes, his outfit had not changed for many years. It was unlikely that Rich A’s business would develop smoothly. .

"Master, after all, you have been begging for food for more than a hundred years,"

"Fart, I have told you so many times, I am begging, not asking for food. I only want money without food."

The rich man was furious. If Zhang Jinghui hadn't been there to worry about the face of his closed disciple, Wang Bushi would have been a dog-eat-dog again. Why, it's hard to explain.

"Yes, begging, not begging for food. Master has many years of work experience. Wherever the world is not yours, why choose a place? Moreover, Songjiang Prefecture is your base camp and your hometown. There is a better mass base there."

"Go away, stop fooling me. I just want to stay in Yingtian Mansion, and I just want to see the money now. Do you have any objections?" If the rich man is reasonable and lives for more than ten reincarnations, he may not be Wang Bude's opponent. The casual rich man Party A hides his shortcomings.

"I have an opinion" I am the one who owes money, I am the boss.

"I am your master, and you should keep your opinions to yourself." Well, the wealthy party is completely shameless.

"Okay, okay." Seeing that the master and apprentice were in danger of quarreling, Zhang Jinghui hurriedly interrupted, took the IOU from Rich A's hand and counted it, "A total of two hundred thousand taels, right?"

"No, the old man also has 10,000 taels of lost wages for the past two days."

"Master, if you can beg for ten thousand taels in a day and a half, you must not have robbed the Ming Empire's treasury."

Wang Bushit opened his mouth wide, revealing his flat conductor, as if the flat conductor showed a noncommittal expression.

"The national treasury doesn't have that much money. Well, bah, it doesn't matter to me whether there is money in the national treasury. I will see my money today." Sitting angrily on Da Hongxi's big bed, Fu Jia Fang hugged his waist with both hands.

"Okay, Imperial Master, a total of 210,000 pairs, right?"

Zhang Jinghui came to Yingtian Mansion because of Wang Busheng. Wang Busheng's case inevitably needed to be handled. There is no benefit in just talking about feelings, and people will not help you willingly. Therefore, Zhang Jinghui brought enough money, except for the money left at the inn. Of the hundreds of thousands taels, I can still collect 210,000 taels on my own.

"Master Emperor, these are two hundred thousand and ten thousand taels, you count them." She handed the counted banknotes to the wealthy party, and Zhang Jinghui took back the remaining banknotes.

Although the amount of money was somewhat inexplicable, Zhang Jinghui did not ask any more questions. First of all, the identity of the emperor's master was not only measurable by money. If the entire Ming Empire scolded the current emperor for not having to chop off his head, then only those named Fu were the ones.

"Hey, I don't need to put back the remaining ones. The old man's mental damages for this day and a half haven't been calculated yet." Rich A has quick eyesight and quick hands. Zhang Jinghui, the remaining banknote, was in the hands of Rich A before he could collect it. An old man over a hundred years old has such quick hands. It would be a pity not to develop new fields at such a speed. I heard that the Japanese film industry requires people with fast hands. Could you please give me some advice?

Well, I'm driving again.

Who am I, where am I, what is happening here, the three most soul-stirring questions came from deep in the heart of the prison head. He watched this beautiful woman who was not a human being casually take out more than 200,000 taels of silver. , the prison head feels that the whole world is unreal,

"Ahem, this girl," the prison boss also said, "How about you reimburse this prince for his recent food expenses?"

Well, the king is speechless and looks at the sky. It is the duty of a citizen to abide by the laws and regulations. The ancients do not deceive me. Only by abiding by the laws and regulations will you not lose money.

I am a wise man in the world, I like to make tea and sing songs, but I am in debt. My beloved brother who has no money will be ashamed of himself.

Zhang Jinghui disapproved and took off a gold walking stick from her headdress: "This gadget is not worth a lot of money. It should be regarded as this young master's meal money."

Having been in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment for such a long time, the prison head has also seen good things. This gold walking stick is exquisitely made and has a pearl the size of a soybean inlaid on it. It can cost several thousand taels at least.

"Thank you, girl." He put Jin Bu Yao into his pocket and wondered whether he should also go to the Jiaofang Department to find one, or hire one for a long time.

Well, men become bad if they are really rich.