Chapter 632 Combo

Style: Historical Author: Feishuo moshuWords: 2753Update Time: 24/01/18 19:55:40
Seeing the furious Nangong Xi standing up to leave, Fu San finally couldn't hold it back and spoke.

"Sir." Putting the pieces of the tea cup on the table, Fu San asked expressionlessly: "My young master wants to eliminate the family members, do you know."

"So what if you know!"

"Did you know that my young master wants to destroy the neighboring countries?"

Nangong Xi frowned: "What do you mean?"

"My young master wants to take care of all the injustices in the world. Do you know that?"

Nangong Xi stared at Fu San: "If you have anything to say, just say it, don't talk around in circles in front of me."

"If I don't deserve a beating, tomorrow, all the officials and scholars in Zhongzhou will be scolding my young master and wishing to kill my young master. Even the emperor has issued an imperial edict to put my young master in prison, and even Would you be surprised if the Nine Clans are to be killed?"

Nangong Xi was stunned for a moment and nodded subconsciously.

Don't tell me, it shouldn't be unexpected, but it feels reasonable.

Fu San retreated behind Chu Qing and issued a soul torture.

"Are those disciples considered to be from the Nine Clans?"

Nangong Ping's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly looked at Chu Qing, who was smiling bitterly.

It's not the nine tribes, the students and disciples are considered to be the ten tribes, but no matter which tribe they are, they will definitely be implicated.

Fu San smiled and pressed forward step by step.

"Master Nangong, now, if you go to the southern suburbs or the northern city, you will find out who knows the name of Mr. Nangong. When people mention Mr. Nangong, there will be no one who doesn't praise him. His reputation is more than a hundred times louder than those of the great scholars."

Fu San's smile gradually turned into contempt.

"If I hadn't met my young master, Mr. Nangong, he would at least be a kind-hearted rice shop shopkeeper, and look at it now."

"Mr. Nangong is not an official, but his reputation is better than that of an official. Did you give him this reputation, or who gave it to him?"

"You said that my young master is taking advantage of Young Master Nangong. Hey, if you can win praise from the people all over the city, there will be eight hundred if not one thousand scholars who want to be taken advantage of by my young master."

"There is also Nanjiao Zhuangzi. All the working people in the capital go to Nanjiao Zhuangzi, and the steward of Nanjiao Zhuangzi is Mr. Nangong. The merchants look at his face, and tens of thousands of people look at his face."

"Businessmen all over the city have been wronged and have to go to Mr. Nangong. As you know, Mr. Bai Jie, a wealthy businessman, these rich businessmen, even if they meet the minister, they can at most call them "Sir", and they also have a backer. This shows that Mr. Nangong , who is not treating each other with courtesy, carefully looking at Mr. Nangong’s face.”

"Chamber of Commerce, President of the Chamber of Commerce, I don't understand what it means, but I know that in time, all the merchants in the world will listen to the president. This president, my young master gave it to Mr. Nangong, in order to prepare for the establishment of this chamber of commerce. , my young master has allocated tens of thousands of guan, and I heard the young master say a few days ago that in a few years, the money and food for the operation of the chamber of commerce alone, and Jingzhong alone, may be more than a million guan every month."

"Young people don't understand these, and I guess you don't understand either, but the amount of money from the auction is huge, which has never been seen before in this country. This matter alone, the name of Mr. Nangong will be spread throughout Zhongzhou."

After Fu San fired a quick and accurate combo, he looked at Chu Qing: "Master, I see that Mr. Nangong is a bit stupid. From now on, I'll leave this kind of thing to you. Anyway, it's just a matter of business." These coolies have gained a great reputation. How can you give an advantage to outsiders in this kind of thing? If you are convicted one day, the younger one will have to be buried with you anyway. You don't have to worry about hurting the younger one. Let the younger one do it. Come on, let Mr. Nangong get away, lest anyone meddle in his own business."

"No!"

Nangong Xi suddenly shouted subconsciously in a state of humiliation. Immediately, his old face turned red, and there were only two words on his face, "embarrassed" in black, bold and underlined.

After shouting "No" in a hurry, Nangong Xi's face turned red. He couldn't stand, sit, walk, or stay.

Chu Qing glared at Fu San and waved. The third brother chuckled and went to squat at the door.

Standing up, Chu Qing saluted Nangong Xi.

"The nurse in the mansion has never read and can't speak. Don't blame Mr. Nangong."

If you don't want to be a civil servant, face is a dispensable thing.

The blushing Nangong Xi sat down again and did not speak immediately.

He suddenly realized something, something that could easily have been overlooked.

Since Nangong Ping worked as a "coolie" for Chu Qing, his reputation has greatly increased.

On weekdays in Shangshu Province, subordinate officials would praise him when they met him. The same was true when meeting friends on weekdays. They all mentioned that Nangong Ping was a rare talent.

Nangong Xi always smiles.

That's necessary, and it doesn't matter whose nephew it is.

In addition, the emperor also praised him.

And it was Nangong Ping who praised him in person.

He was always doting on her, and everyone was praising Nangong Ping recently, so in Nangong Xi's eyes, Nangong Ping was basically a figure like a crouching dragon and a phoenix who had not yet come out of the family.

When he arrived at Chu Qing's place, Chu Qing looked like I didn't like him, so he asked to be his disciple, haha, no way, just get out of here as far as you can.

In this hurry, he lost his mind a little. The angry Nangong Xi was about to throw up his sleeves and leave.

But Fusan's random punch pointed out two facts that he ignored.

The first fact is that Chu Qing is not disrespecting Nangong Ping or taking advantage of Nangong Ping, but he is afraid of injuring Nangong Ping.

The third brother made it very clear that if Chu Qing were suddenly convicted tomorrow, no one would be surprised, even if he was to be executed by the Nine Clan, no one would be surprised.

So will Nangong Ping, who became Chu Qing's disciple, be implicated? The answer is yes.

The second fact is that the third brother's words were very fierce.

Nangong Ping has so many eggs. Had he not met my young master, he would have achieved such "achievement" now?

If you want money, there is no money, if you want people, there is no one, if you want resources, your Nangong family is not willing to give it. He is just a shopkeeper who hangs out in Bei City. Look now, which common person does not know Nangong Ping, and which businessman dares not to give Nangong Ping some money? Now Thousands of guans are made every minute. The southern suburbs of Zhuangzi and the Chamber of Commerce that will control merchants in the future are all in charge of this guy. Does it have anything to do with you Nangong Xi, or does it have to do with Nangong Ping's personal ability?

This is where Third Brother is great.

He can debase himself, bring others to the same level as himself, and then carry out dimensionality reduction attacks.

Fu San's meaning is very straightforward. If you find a dog for two buns, they can do Nangong Ping's work. It's not that your nephew has the ability, but that my young master has the ability. I can also do the things that Nangong Ping does.

Nangong Xi lowered his head. In his mind, he recalled the countless quarrels he had with Nangong Ping, Nangong Ping's growing alienation from him, and the many things he had done to disappoint his beloved nephew again and again.

In the end, everything turned into a sigh.

Nangong Xi suddenly felt that when Nangong Ping met Chu Qing, it was like God's will.

Following his own path, how far will Nangong Ping's future achievements be?

But if you follow the path pointed out by Chu Qing, Nangong Ping will have endless possibilities.

"After the new year, I took Shu Xiu, Nangong Ping, and became a disciple of the leader of Chu."

Raising his head, Nangong Xi smiled and saluted: "In the future, I hope Commander Chu will take good care of Nangong Ping."

Chu Qing's face changed greatly: "Master Nangong, please don't make trouble. I have good interests. I will definitely not forget Nangong Ping. I will be a disciple without having to..."

Nangong Xi stood up again and walked out of the door.

"That's it. I'm very pleased that Nangong Ping has met such a good teacher."

Before Chu Qing could speak again, Nangong Xi had already stepped out of the threshold, hurriedly walked out of Qianqi Camp without anyone seeing her, hands behind her back.

Chu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, feeling helpless and sighing.

Fu San walked in: "Master, I'm too talkative again."

Chu Qing was silent for a moment and suddenly scratched his chin.

"Hey, third brother, when you say this, it seems that Nangong Ping has taken advantage of me."

Fu San was happy: "Who says it's not the case? Without you, young master, Nangong Ping would be nothing."

Chu Qing laughed loudly: "Yes, that's really the case. I should accept the Nangong family's 100,000 yuan in silver notes!"

For a moment, Chu Qing's face was filled with contentment.

Don't tell me, before Fu San said these words, he had not thought about these things.

He was indeed afraid that he would step on the wrong side of things and cause harm to the people around him.

But as for saying that without him, Nangong Ping would not have the achievements and reputation he has today, he really never thought about it.

The more he thought about it, the prouder Chu Qing became.

"Yes, yes, yes, third brother, your analysis is so right. Nangong Ping is just like a bear. If I didn't meet the young master, I would be nothing. Without the young master, I would build a platform for him. It would be nothing, bah!"

Fu San: "Bah!"

The master and the servant laughed and were very pleased with themselves.

Chu Qing was proud because he agreed with what Fu San said and suddenly realized that he seemed to be quite "great".

Fu San was proud because the kung fu he practiced on Er Gou was not in vain. Now he could directly challenge the Prime Minister. The next step was to practice with the Emperor.