Chapter 1287

"... Zhao's beautiful daughter, Cai Yong's literary career, married in two months. The Nai imperial court, Huang bang, recruited sages all over the world; the high court ordered her to go to Chunwei. She took the lead in one fell swoop and remarried Niu..."

The theatrical troupe on the shore is singing the story of the pipa. There are beautiful women in the waterside pavilion. Those scholars are meditating. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are on the table. Whoever wants to write it.

"Shopkeeper Xu, how about cooperation?"

"How to cooperate?"

"We hold each other's shares. In this difficult world, we can hold together to resist risks, don't you think?"

Xu Qing smiled and said, "shopkeeper Fang is very kind, but Xu has many business partners."

Zhou Qingnian said on the side, "merchants hold a group, and I don't know if it's taboo."

Qian Donglai shook his eyebrows and said, "we have no soldiers and no access to foreign countries. What's the taboo?"

Eyes began to interweave in an instant

"I hate to sail."

Someone at Xu Qing's side bowed his hand and said, "it's a great good for us. I think it's a good thing, but... How much can you do?"

There are local tyrants here. Someone smiled and said, "you can have as many as you want! If it's not for the grassland and foreign nationalities, I want to buy a place to build a city, and then try the taste of Xiaoao."

"You're dying!"

When Xu Qing heard this, his face immediately turned cold and said, "in recent years, there have been a lot of discussions on the status of merchants in the DPRK and China, and they have begun to give us a way to live. But the more this is, the more cautious we should be and want to be the city master? Believe it or not, if someone reports today, there will be another head in the West City tomorrow!"

Zhou Qingnian also nodded and said, "this matter can't be nonsense. Once it happens, we will all become inferior. That will be the disaster of words!"

Seeing the man's pale face, Xu Qing said, "it's all right. Today we only talk about the wind and the moon!"

Fan Jin listened all the time and said, "come on, let's listen to your virtuous articles first."

"... Huihu! People have the ability to accumulate their life, but they don't know themselves in the end, and they must wait for their hair..."

Someone over there is reading the newly written article, and the surrounding readers are fascinated by it.

Good article!

Some people are not angry that such good articles were actually made at the literary meeting of merchants. It is inevitable that they will be different for a while.

"These are businessmen, rich businessmen. They are artful. We'll get benefits. We'll be officials in the future. These businessmen are just insects in their hands and die when we pinch them!"

"Whose article?"

Fankin got up and went to check.

"Shopkeeper Fang, uncle Fang said that most people who lose heart are scholars!"

When Xu Qing saw those reserved scholars and thought of his son's former classmates, he couldn't help saying.

Fang Qiyuan low channel: "Thousands of passes can make these scholars bow their heads. Don't you feel happy? As for being ungrateful, who is ungrateful in the world? Last year, a guy in the south of you took my goods, sold them to others, and then went to ask shopkeeper Qian for goods. If we didn't have internal communication, he would play with them. Who do you say is ungrateful?"

Xu Qing's eyes shrunk and said coldly, "shopkeeper Fang, do you think I Xu did it? Although your glass is easy to sell, Xu dares to say that what you make is what uncle said. It's not good for the country and the people! But Xu's business can drive the people to make money. That's the difference!"

On the surface, the two gangs talk and laugh, but secretly they are hostile to each other.

In business, everyone wants to be independent. Xu Qing and a group of southerners have invested a lot in the coastal area and do all kinds of business. He has been praised by local officials for benefiting the people for many times.

This evaluation is amazing. It has been spread to Zhu Di, so Fang Qiyuan and others inevitably feel like they are in the back, which leads to today's wealth fighting conference.

Fang Qiyuan said with a smile, "it's useless to say more. One person runs through a thousand."

Xu Qing was so angry that he stretched out two fingers and said, "how about two thousand passes?"

Fang Qiyuan saw that Qiu Yihang, Zhou Qingnian and others were in a light state, so he looked at his peers.

Qian Donglai said carelessly, "how about three thousand slams?"

When Fan Jin heard this, he turned back and shouted to the scholars: "ladies and gentlemen, shopkeeper Fang and others have promised to pay 3000 yuan per person! What should we do?"

Fan Jin's words immediately made those readers who were still shaking their heads unable to be reserved.

Nima, there are eleven of them! Three thousand for one. How much is this?

Thirty three thousand!

Someone was already counting the number of scholars present, and then shouted happily, "there are more than 300 people in one person!"

Every scholar has more than 300 books. What a great "student aid" skill! At that time, those yingyingyanyan became red and pink skeletons in their eyes.

"... I'm filial, Bo Zhen. I'm virtuous. It's the most miserable meeting in the library. I pay attention to the tomb of Lu, a husband and two women, and honor the gate..."

Just as the shore was singing here, a scholar came out and said, "it's really a second wife! Look at you waiting. I'm shameless. I'm ashamed to be with you. I'm leaving!"

The theatrical troupe on the shore was supposed to follow the script. When they saw someone getting angry, they were stunned.

As soon as the music stopped, people who knew some writing and ink knew that the man compared these scholars to Cai Yong and Niu in the play.

Although it is an opera, it has also been adapted to replace Cai Yong and Niu Shi with positive images, which is also in line with the current mainstream thought, but the man's family is only his mother, and his father just abandoned his wife and son, and added to the rich and noble family.

So he felt harsh after listening to the play. In addition, these scholars were ugly after hearing about money, so he finally couldn't help it.

Everyone watched the man go away. Fan Jin said with a smile: "different ways don't work together. Please continue today's event."

Thirty three thousand!

Thinking of this, the sound of reading the article was heard, and the women also smiled and toasted, or added fragrance to the tea.

"Come on! Look at Xia Mou's article!"

At this time, the bright blue young man who came out on behalf of everyone said in a loud voice. The crowd looked at him. He was tall and upright, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and even had some pride. They couldn't help nodding slightly and felt that he was a handsome man for a while.

"This man's name is Xia Zheng. It was difficult at home in the past. Later, when he became successful in reading, he developed. However, he won the second place in Shuntian mansion the year before last, but he didn't come to an end this year. If he didn't go, he would have to go first three."

Fang Qiyuan said proudly, "I have invested in this son. Everyone, ha ha!"

"Scholar, but married?"

When Qian Dong came to see the hunter, he shouted, "there is a distant niece in Qian's family. She doesn't say she's shy of flowers, but she can also run the family. It's nothing to mention adding fragrance to tea. Is it intentional?"

"This old money, what niece, mostly changed registered residence, for daughter to attract people to study."

It seems that Xia Zheng also knows this routine. He hesitated and said, "I don't have a marriage, but my parents are the masters of marriage."

As soon as Fang Qiyuan heard about the play, he joked, "Lao Qian, this is to let you open your money bag and feed his parents first, but you have to be careful not to get any money!"

Qian Donglai proudly said, "it's easy to take the money, but it's difficult to get rid of it!"

If Xia Zheng wants to get away at any time, old Jianghu Qian Donglai naturally has the means to make him obedient.

When he caught the golden turtle's son-in-law, Qian Donglai was overjoyed. He got up and looked forward to Zixiong and said, "today's great joy, Qian gave five thousand passes!"

"Good! Forthright!"

This is really a big deal. Not only all the scholars present are happy, but even Xia Zheng, who was still reserved, bows to Qian Dong, which is a preliminary promise of contact between the two families.

"It's not small. It's really a local tyrant!"

As soon as the voice came, Xu Qing's body trembled and hurried to look back in the waterside pavilion.

On the shore, several people stood at the side of the troupe, the first one standing with his hands behind his back, with cold eyes.