During the trip, Song Che deliberately chatted with the middle-aged man and learned that his name was Jia Yong and that he was the biological son of Grand Master Jia.
Taishi Jia had one son and two daughters, and the remaining three were considered godsons. Among them, Jia Dai was the youngest and ranked fourth.
The second brother is called Jia Chun, and the third brother is called Jia Gu. Their role should be the same as Jia Dai. They launder money and make money for the Jia family. If necessary, they will not be a good bird.
After walking for about two-quarters of an hour after entering the house, the servant carrying the suitcase was panting from exhaustion.
Finally we arrived at a majestic palace, with the three characters "Chunmu Residence" engraved on the hanging plaque——
For those with a big chun, spring is eight thousand years old, autumn is eight thousand years old, a total of sixteen thousand years, which is more than the emperor's long life. The rampantness of Taishi Jia can be seen from this plaque.
Jia Yong asked his servants to carry the money box into Chunmu Residence, and then sent him away. Song Che stopped in front of the door with no intention of going in.
"Why doesn't Boss Chen come in?" Jia Yong asked.
Song Che said modestly: "It's disrespectful to visit late at night. The grand master is old and can't bear to disturb his rest. The common people are humble and dare not stop here."
Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to show his face to this old guy.
But I heard a "haha" laugh coming from the palace, and then a vigorous and powerful voice sounded: "It is difficult for ordinary people to talk like this."
Then the man asked, "You came here at night and brought so much gold. Do you want to bribe me?"
Song Che hurriedly explained: "Grand Master, please don't misunderstand me. You have dedicated your whole life for the country and the people, and you are respected by people all over the world. Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, the common people have nothing to repay, so I have specially prepared this small gift to honor you, old man."
The palace laughed "haha" again, and even Jia Yong on the side sneered.
"Since it is my intention, I am disrespectful...I have always been courteous and virtuous, treating guests as if they were my own family. Since you gave me a gift, I should also give you something in return," Taishi Jia asked:
"what do you want?"
Song Che bowed and said, "To be honest, the common people are giving gifts tonight to apologize to the Grand Master."
The palace was silent for a long time, and then a faint sentence came out:
"In my case, you are not guilty."
Song Che was secretly happy. Ten thousand taels of gold were exchanged for the words "You are not guilty." This deal was worth it.
"The common people pay their respects to the Grand Master."
"Actually, I don't care who gets this business. The tribute coins are for the benefit of the Liang Dynasty."
"What the Grand Master said is absolutely true."
"I just have a question," the man in the palace asked: "How did you persuade Gao Chen to monopolize this year's coin business for your family?"
Song Che cursed in his heart: You old man, you just said you didn't care, but now you ask again.
He said verbally: "The grand master doesn't know something. Cao Min's natal family has quite a lot of property in Hangzhou. A few days ago, Mr. Gao went to Hangzhou to fight against the Japanese. My natal family helped a lot, so I was lucky enough to get this year's coin business. .”
"Um……"
He stopped answering.
"It's late at night. Grand Master is tired from working day and night. It's time to go to bed." Jia Yong said calmly.
Song Che bowed again and left the Grand Master's Mansion.
After watching Song Che disappear, Jia Yong entered the palace.
Under the dim candlelight, an old man in his fifties with gray hair on his temples sat on a couch with his breasts exposed, and two charming and bold beauties lying under his knees.
Although the grand master is over fifty years old, his face is rosy and his skin is like that of a child. He outlines the beauty's skin with one hand and plays with gold ingots with the other. Although he has money, women, and power, his eyes are still filled with insatiable greed.
"Father, I see that this man is quite deep in the city, and his words are half true and half false." Jia Yong said.
"Oh? Why do you see it?"
"Father, you should know best who Gao Chen is. There is no way he would get involved in the matter of annual coins just because a businessman did him a favor. What's more, not long after Gao Chen was demoted to the coast to govern the Japanese, the emperor transferred tribute to He went to Xiqiang," Jia Yong said: "I suspect that Gao Chen must have received guidance from an expert in Jiangnan, maybe... it was this person named Chen."
"Hahaha..." Taishi Jia raised his head and laughed with disdain, "Yong'er, you think too highly of him? A hairless boy, a businessman who is a peddler and a lackey, what kind of virtue can he have?" Can you be worthy of the word 'master'?"
He snorted coldly, "No matter how tall you are, can you be higher than me?"
"But just the day before yesterday, the coins had been put into the treasury. Not to mention that they had passed through our hands, but they didn't even take a look at it." Jia Yong frowned, "This boy named Chen has been here all the way from Suzhou. Luoyang also sent the coins into the national treasury without anyone noticing, right under our noses, it’s really… it’s really puzzling!”
"My son, you are still too young," Master Jia said calmly:
“The mantis stalks the cicada, but does it know that the oriole is behind?
The cicadas are the coins, the mantises are the merchants, and we are the oriole behind the scenes;
Regardless of the Yang family, the Zhang family, the Li family, and the Shen family, let these 'praying mantises' fight and plunder. The 'oriole' is the one who does it effortlessly, without any risk, just by flapping its wings and moving its beak. The final winner who can fill his stomach. "
"But father, if Gao Chen interferes like this, Sui coins will have to be paid as tribute to the Xiqiang. Let's—"
"As long as the coins are not sent out for one day, our business will not be successful!"
Taishi Jia was full of confidence, "So you have to go down and tell Lao Si and the others that they will continue to collect the goods that need to be collected. As long as my old bones are still healthy, all problems will not be a problem."
"My child... please listen to your father's teachings!"
Jia Yong paid his respects and left the palace.
Master Jia picked up another gold ingot and compared it to the candlelight and said obsessively: "The world says money is vulgar, but I think the world is more vulgar. Where in the world can there be a more beautiful color than gold, and nowhere in the world can there be anything better than the collision of gold." The sound is more pleasant to the ear, and where in the world is there more charming than the smell of gold?"
The two beauties clung to Master Jia delicately and breathed out their fragrance: "Master Jia, you are so right..."
Grand Master Jia hugged the beautiful girl from left to right, "Oh? Then you will come to serve me, an old man who is half a hundred years old. Do you think you are a powerful person who likes me?"
The beautiful lady said coquettishly: "Master, you think our sisters are too frivolous. What we like is your character."
Grand Master Jia threw the gold ingot in his hand to the ground, "Whoever grabs this ingot of gold belongs to him."
The two beauties were vying for the first place, using their hands and feet to climb down. They looked like two bitches fighting for food.
"I grabbed it first!"
"I got it first!"
First there was looting, then abuse, and finally a fight.
"Hahaha……"
Arrogant laughter filled Jia's house.
