Chapter 658

The man in the portrait?

Hearing this sentence, shopkeeper Liu stood up at once and forgot the tea cup in his hand. The tea spilled all over his body.

He couldn't care to wipe the tea off his body.

"The portrait given by Miss Jun?" He confirmed.

Man, nod.

Shopkeeper Liu turned and took down an account book from the shelf on one side and took out a piece of paper. The paper was only palm size and described two portraits on it.

A white face is the appearance of Yuan Bao in the imperial palace.

One has a two pointed beard, just like Yuan Bao who just walked in.

After Miss Jun left the capital, she sent the portrait to all semicolons of Deshengchang. The selected welcoming guys remembered the people on it and informed them in time once they found it.

"That's it." The waiter pointed to the one with the moustache on the portrait. "I just cashed in and went out. I have a Shandong accent. It looks like a foreigner, but I'm not strange to the capital. I'm pretending."

The usher in Desheng Changli is not a new apprentice, but an apprentice who has been honed for at least three years. It is more strict than the waiter on the counter.

They are trained to observe words and expressions and deal with all kinds of guests.

Shopkeeper Liu nodded and put away the portrait.

"You come with me to see Miss Jun." He said.

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At this time, in the Imperial Palace, the emperor was looking through a memorial and looked at Lu yunqi standing in front of him.

The curtain of the room has been opened, the doors and windows are wide open, and some cool wind lingers in the summer morning.

"Lord Huang said that these refugees were funded by Deshengchang? They were not planned by Duke Cheng." The emperor said slowly, "if so?"

In view of the accumulated resentment between Huang Cheng and Cheng Guogong, the Emperor didn't believe Huang Cheng's performance. He only used it when he needed it.

At present, he doesn't want to fight Cheng Guogong. Ministers can make his knife. He doesn't want to be used as a knife by ministers.

Lu yunqi looked at the memorial in the emperor's hand.

Thought of the borrowed carriage.

He allowed Huang Cheng to use the carriage. He didn't say whether to borrow it or not.

Borrow or not?

The emperor looked at him, too.

"Huh?" He frowned slightly. "Isn't it?"

"I don't know what to say." Lu yunqi raised his head and said.

"Say what you have." The emperor threw the memorial on the table and said with some displeasure, "what can't you say? Or don't you want to say?"

Lu yunqi knelt down and bowed his head.

"The refugees are indeed sent to the capital by Deshengchang." "But it's not necessarily planned by Cheng Guogong," he said

The emperor said.

"What do you say?" He asked.

Lu yunqi raised his head.

"Miss Jun is now Cheng Guogong's daughter-in-law who hasn't gone through the door." He said.

The emperor made a sound and knocked several cases.

"That is to say, Duke Cheng asked Deshengchang to do so?" "Because they are a family now," he said

Lu yunqi looked down and didn't speak.

He only provided the information the emperor wanted, did not make conclusions for the emperor, let alone express his views.

The emperor looked at the memorial and his expression became gloomy.

"Family." He repeated, "Deshengchang and Cheng Guogong want to be a family."

He stroked the table.

"At first, it was this miss Jun who cured the young master of the Fang family?" He asked again suddenly.

This story is very long and widely spread in the market. If you repeat it, it can be said for a long time, it can be said very complicated, and there are many explanations.

Lu yunqi hangs his eyes.

"Yes." He said.

The emperor smiled.

"What a grateful family." He said, "for such a life-saving benefactor, it must be reported by Yongquan."

"Yes." Lu yunqi said again, "Deshengchang's money is used to help the victims and build armor weapons in the north. Therefore, the 17 Deshengchang ticket banks in the north are empty."

The emperor grabbed the memorial and smashed it on Lu yunqi.

"Why don't you report these things!" He roared.

The emperor had never been so angry with Lu yunqi. The waiter standing outside the hall was startled and hurried back from the door.

Lu yunqi lowered his head and did not move.

"Your Majesty is ordered not to interfere in the affairs of virtue and prosperity. The minister did not dare to stop or ask more." He said.

That's true.

He grabbed another memorial to smash the emperor's hand and stopped, not to mention Deshengchang's imperial edict.

However, Lu yunqi did not say that he did not dare to ask because of the imperial edict of the former Emperor.

He just didn't ask because he said he wouldn't ask.

Anyway, at least for now, no one is more trustworthy than Lu yunqi.

The emperor threw the memorial on the table.

"You're right. Don't bother about Deshengchang." He said, "there is nothing to ask about Deshengchang. The root of everything is the Northern War of Cheng Guogong."

He waved his hand.

"Go and watch Cheng Guogong."

Lu yunqi responded and bowed back.

Seeing Lu yunqi coming out, Jiang Qianhu and others waiting outside the gate of the palace hurriedly greeted him.

"Are you all right, my lord?" They asked in a low voice.

Just then, the emperor's roar had spread outside the palace, and they all knew it.

"Not angry with me." Lu yunqi said.

Jiang Qianhu and others were relieved.

"What is that?" He asked.

Lu yunqi stood in front of the horse and turned over to get on the horse.

"Cheng Guogong." He said, "concentrate your hands and stare at Cheng Guogong."

Jiang Qianhu immediately smiled.

"That's a good thing." He said, raising his hand to greet the crowd, "get on the horse and work."

Lu yunqi looked forward with a numb expression, unable to see joy and anger.

But at this time, the emperor sitting alone in the bedroom didn't smile at all. He sat straight in front of several cases, his expression suddenly became ferocious, and raised his hand to sweep all the memorials and Hula on several cases to the ground.

"What Providence? It was man-made." He growled in a low voice.

They were supposed to die, but they were ruined by this gentleman!

And because of this surname Jun, the damned Duke of Cheng also broke it!

And got so much credit!

Take his money and get so much credit!

This is Ben's credit!

Deshengchang, how dare you take my money and take my credit!

You businessmen have lost your duty!

Don't blame me for your injustice!

"Someone." He shouted, "call grandpa yuan."

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Duke yuan.

Miss Jun's hand touched the portrait handed over by shopkeeper Liu.

Sure enough, Yuan Bao appeared in the capital.

"I don't know where I came from or where I went." Shopkeeper Liu whispered, "but as long as he takes our silver and spends it, we can find a trace."

It's easy for them to find their own ticket number if they are willing to track it.

He either just came out of the palace or went to the palace. In short, he must not be just an old man in the emperor's hidden residence.

If what Deshengchang did in Beidi was done by other ticket companies, it would only be considered as the advice of the Duke of Cheng, and it would also get a good name of being eager for justice, serving the country and the people and sharing worries for the monarch.

But in view of the secret between Deshengchang and the royal family, the emperor's mind was not good.

"I'll write a letter to Chengyu and you'll have it sent back immediately." Said Miss Jun.

Shopkeeper Liu answered yes.