Glancing at Changsun Wuji, who was pretending to be in charge and following Changsun Shunde in a formal manner, pretending to be in charge of the Changsun's house, Wang Zi'an nodded happily.
"Old Duke, you're welcome. If you have anything to do, just give me your instructions——"
Having said this, Wang Zi'an paused, looked around, and asked eldest grandson Shunde's opinion in a very friendly manner.
"Look, how about we find a secluded place to talk in detail..."
That cheerful and friendly energy made Changsun Wuji almost doubt his life. He glanced at Wang Zi'an with some caution and gave his uncle a cautious look.
Since when did this bitch Wang Zi'an become so easy to talk to?
Are you holding back some bad water again?
But Changsun Shunde didn't know it. This was his first contact with Wang Zi'an. Seeing Wang Zi'an's enthusiasm, thoughtfulness, humility and courtesy, his confidence suddenly returned.
He secretly glared at Changsun Wuji with some dissatisfaction.
It will be alarmist.
What a good child Zian is!
For a moment, he even considered whether to really find a daughter of the same age in the eldest grandson's family and marry Wang Zi'an. This would also completely solidify the son-in-law relationship between the Chang'an Marquis Mansion and the eldest grandson's family.
…
"So, what you mean is..."
Wang Zi'an looked at his eldest son Shunde with a smile, as if he were looking at a large pile of human-shaped ingots that could walk on their own, and the smile on his face became more warm and friendly.
The eldest grandson Shunde rubbed his hands subconsciously, with a look of embarrassment on his face. After all, no matter how friendly Wang Zian acted, it could not change the fact that his eldest grandson Shunde bowed his head to a junior, which made him feel a little shameless.
"Ahem, that - that's it, actually, it's not a big deal, it's just - ahem, the steward in my house is a little ignorant, and secretly got involved with that bastard from the Cui family behind my back, and did something A little spice business…”
At this point, Changsun Shunde couldn't help but blush, and glanced at Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji with a guilty conscience. Seeing that they were looking around, as if they didn't notice him, he continued bravely.
"It's all because I was lax and neglectful in discipline. I deeply apologize for the trouble I caused to my worthy son-in-law. Don't worry, I have already severely punished that blind thing..."
Having said this, I secretly took a look at Wang Zi'an's expression, and saw that although Wang Zi'an didn't turn his face on the spot, he frowned slightly and remained silent. Most of the confidence he had just recovered was suddenly drained.
"Ahem, look, could you please look out for me this time and let him go? Wait until I let someone get their hands on these spices, and then..."
He was almost embarrassed to speak.
After all, he was the one who stabbed others in the back. Looking back now, it is not so easy to ask for mercy.
While he was doing this, he secretly looked at Wang Zi'an's expression.
Seeing Wang Zi'an's brows furrowed and a hint of impatience evident on his face, Changsun Shunde couldn't help but feel nervous and quickly added.
"As long as the virtuous son-in-law can accomplish this, I am willing to cede 10% - no! 20% of the interests..."
Looking at Wang Zi'an's seemingly impatient look, he suddenly felt panicked and looked at his eldest nephew pleadingly, hoping that Changsun Wuji would put in a good word for him. Changsun Wuji couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
Uncle, thank you for your respect!
But that also requires me to have that face——
Look up at the sky.
Ah, how vast and high the sky is.
Not getting the response he wanted, Changsun Shunde became increasingly panicked.
Hundreds of thousands of dollars. If this business really falls into my hands, my whole family will be waiting for the northwest wind.
"This is not a matter of money. To be honest, I really want to help you, but you are a sensible person and should know that in this matter, I am just following the elders to earn a living and barely make a living. I can’t make the decision, I can’t say anything, I’m really powerless..."
Wang Zi'an shook his head and bowed his hand to Changsun Shunde with an apologetic look on his face.
The tone was sincere.
Changsun Shunde:...
Where is the face!
Changsun Shunde wanted to spit on his face. What kind of pretense are you pretending to be here? I don’t know?
You bitch is the real mastermind!
However, I didn’t dare.
After all, the lifeblood of my family is in other people's hands.
At this time, he no longer cared about his elders or the airs of a prince. He could only put on a smile that was uglier than crying and continued to follow Wang Zi'an's words.
"I know, I understand, but, dear son-in-law, I really encountered difficulties this time. I hope that for the sake of Qi'er, I can make things better for you. If you can help me get through this time In difficult times, I will never forget your kindness. Don’t worry, I will never make things difficult for you with empty words. I am willing to give in..."
There is no other choice but to use Prince An's identity as the son-in-law of Changsun's house as an excuse, although this matter is false.
Having said this, Changsun Shunde subconsciously turned his head slightly, showed a humble and flattering look towards Li Shimin, and stretched out his palm in pain. There was a war between heaven and man in my heart, and I hesitated whether I should stretch out three fingers or four fingers. One finger is 10% profit.
It's as uncomfortable as cutting your own flesh with a knife.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but scratch his head slightly.
How much is appropriate?
Or 40%?
The thing happened a bit suddenly, and he didn't expect much for Duke Xue to spit out.
Looking at Wang Zi'an who was frowning and silent, Changsun Shunde became even more nervous. With a cruel move, he gritted his teeth and suddenly popped out another of the three fingers he had just tentatively stretched out!
Forty percent, no more!
This knife has already cut into the flesh.
He met Wang Zi'an with a tragic look, and all kinds of thoughts of breaking the jar began to flash in his mind.
When Wang Zi'an saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little happy. He knew that the heat was almost done. He nodded with a smile. Just when he was about to say something polite, a big hand came out.
With a snap, he grasped Changsun Shunde's hand that was about to take it back.
Changsun Shunde was startled, and when he looked back, his Majesty was looking at him with a burning gaze.
Could it be that His Majesty wants to intercede for himself personally?
Changsun Shunde couldn't help but his eyes were red, and he was almost moved to tears.
He knew that his master was also one of the masterminds behind the scenes, but as long as Li Shimin himself didn't stand up and admit it, no one would dare to stand up and accuse him.
He was obsessed with his own interests and blocked His Majesty's way. His Majesty did not feel dissatisfied. Instead, he personally came forward to intercede for himself. What kind of magnanimity and grace was this?
I, Changsun Shunde, am moved!
Naturally, Li Shimin didn't know what was going on in his own mind, Duke Xue. At this moment, he glared at Wang Zi'an righteously.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? We are all a family after all. The meat is still in the pot when it is rotten. We are fighting over each other. If the news spreads, it will be laughed at. Listen to my words, it's 50%! No more - if If it’s not enough, you kid can just sell it and put in the money yourself, but you can’t ask for more…”
My father-in-law is full of momentum!
Wang Zi'an looked at this shameless thing and couldn't help but be stunned. The emotion on Sun Shunde's face suddenly froze, and a mouthful of old blood almost came out.
Protruding!
He wanted to spit on his Majesty's face and then throw away his sleeves.
But, I didn’t dare.
He could only nod his head in frustration and depression.
Although it was a bit tricky, it was finally done, which can be considered a blessing in misfortune.
Li Shimin was immediately overjoyed and happily pulled Wang Zi'an and Changsun Shun together.
"Look, this is the right thing to do. We are all a family, why bother fighting over such trivial things? Come on, come on, let's go have a drink together, and when we're done, let Zian run this for you— —”
After saying this, he glanced at Wang Zi'an and told him again and again.
"As agreed, it's only 50%. You can't ask for more. If it's really not enough, you can find me and I will pay for the rest for Mr. Xue Guogong!"
Changsun Shunde: Listen to me, thank you, because you have touched the four seasons...
This must be the current His Majesty, otherwise he would be desperate.
"Uncle Clan, do you feel resentful?"
Changsun Wuji walked out of the door and looked at Changsun Shunde who was about to board the carriage without looking back. Changsun Wuji couldn't help but shook his head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but give a reminder.
"Don't dare-"
Changsun Shunde said something dull, lowered the curtain of the car, and ordered the groom to leave. He really didn't want to stay here for a moment.
Changsun Wuji's voice suddenly came from the car window.
"Blessings lie where misfortunes lie, misfortunes lie where blessings depend. What happened today may not be a good thing..."
"Good thing!"
Changsun Shunde opened the curtain with a snap and looked at Changsun Shunde angrily.
"You call this a good thing? With this knife blow, half of my life is gone, and you still call this a good thing?"
Changsun Wuji looked at his somewhat greedy uncle with calm eyes and nodded slightly.
"If I were you, I should be glad at this moment that His Majesty is still willing to take this stab. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will have to take care of your affairs soon..."
After all, Changsun Shunde was not a complete idiot, he was just temporarily blinded by his own greed. At this time, Changsun Wuji reminded him, and he was suddenly shocked and broke out in a cold sweat, but he realized it later.
How can His Majesty ask for 50% of his wealth?
This is obviously an opportunity to beat yourself up!
This is a warning.
When he thought that he was so obsessed with money that he followed the boy from the Cui family in a showdown with his majesty, he broke out in a cold sweat and ordered the coachman to stop the carriage, opened the curtains, and solemnly asked Sun Wuji to kiss him. Hand over.
"Thank you, nephew, for reminding me. If it weren't for your reminder, I would have almost made a big mistake without even realizing it!"
Until the carriage returned to the house, his heart could not help but beat fast.
Fortunately, Your Majesty is so kind!
…
Return to the palace.
Li Shimin immediately excitedly summoned Tang Jian, the minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, who was in great distress.
"Maoyue, we have collected the reserve fund you asked for!"
When Tang Jian heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up. He was overjoyed and subconsciously took a step forward.
"Is this true?"
Old God Li Shimin nodded heavily on the ground.
"Of course——"
Although he wanted to act calmly, he couldn't help it.
After more than half a year of planning and preparation, Datang Zhenguan Bank finally collected what the bastard Wang Zi An called the minimum reserve fund and was about to make its official debut. How could he not be excited?
Just thinking about the various functions and prospects that Wang Zi'an mentioned at the beginning, Li Shimin couldn't help but feel excited.
If Wang Zi'an hadn't repeatedly emphasized that he couldn't act rashly without preparing a reserve fund, I'm afraid he would have been unable to hold back. In the past six months, despite the salt and iron business and various businesses cooperated with Wang Zi'an, and the southeast coast trade routes were obtained from Prince Yan's Mansion, the profits from selling colored glaze have also been rolling in, and there is a lot of income every day. , but he has been poor for a long time, with a big gap and huge expenses.
As the construction of Mobei City progressed, money was spent every day like water.
In addition, there are frequent droughts, floods, and frost disasters all over the country that require relief, as well as a group of old thugs in the military department who are not familiar with the industry and don’t know the value of materials and rice. Ever since they saw Bailian refined steel, they all cried out. Shouting to change clothes.
Was that a casual change?
Every piece of equipment is expensive!
He thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, but it took him half a year to collect the minimum reserve required by Wang Zi'an!
Now Changsun Shunde has directly contributed 50%. A rough estimate is that it must be 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. Now, the last gap has finally been filled. How can he still hold back?
The two monarchs immediately gathered together and immediately summoned relevant personnel to hold an emergency meeting.
Soon, the left and right servants Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Sun Wuji, the Minister of the Ministry of official affairs, Li Xiaogong, the Minister of the Ministry of rites, Duan Lun, the Minister of the Ministry of industry, and the official supervisory censor, who were already enjoying their holidays, were increasingly admired by Li Shimin. Zhou, and even Wei Zheng, who was covered in dirt and unshaven and was busy studying rice in the rice fields, were called back.
Everyone met collectively to discuss the specific matters of Datang Zhenguan Bank.
…
It was not until very late, when the palace gate was about to close, that a group of big men who should have enjoyed their own pleasant rest walked out of Li Shimin's study room with tired faces.
However, although all of them were exhausted, their eyes were shining and they could not hide their joy.
Datang Zhenguan Bank is finally about to open for business. This is an epoch-making initiative. They have a premonition that this moment will be recorded in history!
Wang Zi'an didn't know how excited Li Shimin and these ministers were at this moment.
He was happily enjoying his cozy dinner.
On the right is Chang Le, whose belly is becoming more and more obvious, and on the left is the dignified and virtuous Cheng Ying'er. Next to Cheng Ying'er is Su Fei'er, who is like a fairy falling into the mortal world, and her cold beauty has been stained with a bit of human fireworks.
The next ones were Di Renjie and Wu Zetian, two young apprentices.
Mrs. Liu was not here, and Xue Rengui came back from a rare break today. The couple was enjoying their time together in their own small courtyard. At this time, Wu Zetian was happily telling her two mistresses about her master's glorious achievements in today's poetry meeting.
I don’t know if I was too immersed in what I was talking about, and I didn’t even notice the look in my master’s eyes.
