Chapter 50

Su Wangqin's eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, and naturally walked in front of the merchants to the only restaurant in the town.

"Alas, Su lame don't want any shrimps today." The shopkeeper thought that there was a big guest. He sighed with disappointment at the familiar face of Dao Su Wangqin and continued to play with his abacus beads.

"How do you speak? Give me a private room." If the merchant had not seen such a restaurant in such a small place, he would have turned around and left, but left a ingot of silver.

The shopkeeper's panic took this ingot of silver and looked at Su Wangqin in surprise. He said to himself, "this lame Su has known a great character!"!

He hurriedly called the waiter to lead the way.

Entering the private room, the businessman's eyes were as red as anything. When his legs were soft, he almost fell down in front of Su Wangqin. He was supported by a pair of rough calluses.

"General, why are you so successful?" The voice of merchants is full of sorrow, and the tears in their eyes are overflowing.

They were all under the leadership of the third prince. Su Wangqin was the first general, who had made countless contributions to the Min Dynasty. Yuan Qing, a businessman, was only a small general under Su Wangqin.

At the instigation of the adulterous concubine, the fatuous emperor issued a class order. Before the Third Prince of the capital, he was captured. His general died and was injured.

Yuan Qing's position was inferior to his power, but he escaped from prison after his family made some money.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Su Wangqin with burning eyes. "General's legs?"

Su Wangqin is in front of Xi RI's subordinates. He looks solemn and simple. He pours himself a cup of tea and puts it on his lips. His lips are curled up with a light touch of clouds. "He's useless!"

"General!" Yuan Qing's unbelievable cry of pain reminded him of one thing in his memory: "when people attacked that day, the third prince entrusted a pair of children born to Mrs. Qing..."

Su Wangqin's index finger is on his lips. His eyes are cold, and Yuan Qing dare not talk about it.

The lashes of black feather quivered a few times, and Su Wangqin had a calculation in his mind. "Now the third prince should have some power, or you would not dare to venture into business."

"Exactly, the third prince married the prime minister's daughter half a year ago, and now he is competing with the fifth Prince for the crown prince's position with the help of his wife's family. His victory is not small." Yuan Qing said with a happy face.

Instead, he took Su Wangqin's arm and said eagerly, "it's better for the general to find the third prince, at least better than you are here. It's abominable to be such a villain."

"If the third prince can ascend the throne, he will find it. If not, I can protect his blood." Su Wangqin breaks away from Yuan Qing's hand and has his own faith.

He held his empty fist and hung his broken leg. His leg was the biggest price he paid. He could not let two young children get involved in the bloodbath.

"The general was bullied by the dog. It's not worth your humble duty!"

"It doesn't matter. Mulan town of Ping'an County is my hometown. You don't have to worry too much about my living standard." Su Wangqin said with a faint smile, and the woman came to mind.

With a slightly plump body, he always thinks of ways to make money. He likes to buy meat buns for children, and he is called "

brother Wang" with a sweet voice. Compared with the day when he licks his blood on the battlefield, Su Wangqin thinks that the present day is also very good.

Yuan Qing saw that Su Wangqin had made up his mind, so he took out several silver tickets from his arms.

"The general's life is hard. Take it." He shoved the silver note into Su Wangqin's hand.

"I remember that your family is in Luzhou. The family is huge. This silver note may be all your income from this trip. I can't pay for it if you give it to me." Su Wangqin didn't take the silver note. Yuan Qing didn't expect that Su Wangqin still remembered his origin. He cried bitterly when he was sad.

He sobbed down on his knees and cried: "it's useless for his subordinates. They can't share the general's worries."

Su Wangqin twisted his brow and was hurt by the big man's tears. He thought of the woman who likes doing business at home, and he thought about it carefully.

He picked up yuan Qing and said, "I don't want money, but I can have goods. Next time you come to Luzhou and ask my daughter-in-law to sell some gadgets. As for the cost of this gadget, please credit it first."

"Yes, yes!" The gadget didn't cost much. Yuan Qing was busy responding. He wiped his tears and asked, "the general has married?"

"Well!" Su Wangqin had a smile on his lips.

Yuan Qing thought that the general married his daughter-in-law to be a fairy like figure that day. He would not laugh a few times in the camp in the past, so he got the title of iron face. Today, he smiles three times.

He just got off the ship and had a rest through Mulian town. I'm afraid that I can't see the general's wife today. He held his hand and said, "I'll go back first. The next time I leave the ship is next month. We'll see you here, general!"

"Well." After a cup of tea, Su Wangqin stood up and left the room.

When I went downstairs, I was stopped by the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper's smart eyes whirled around and pulled Su Wangqin aside: "Su lame, what's the relationship between this businessman and you?""I've helped him with the carriage before." Su Wangqin showed a line of white teeth, but also that simple look, "so I was invited to drink a tea."

"Well, go ahead." The shopkeeper's discontented wave of hands thought it could bring him a way.

Su Wangqin limped back to the wharf, and several men carrying rice bags taunted him and said:

"isn't this Su lame who got rich with merchants?"

"Oh, what kind of rice bag are you carrying with us when you are all noble?"

"That's it. Grab our jobs, bah!"

Dirty words into Su Wangqin's ears are not taken seriously at all. There are more murders and splashes of blood in the battlefield. What's the point of small insults.

He silently went to get the number plate and continued to carry the rice bag. The steward slowly walked over and scolded those people: "what are you quarreling with? What are you quarreling with? Your hands and feet are not as good as others' legs."

Those words are too many to be heard. They are just jealous that Su Wangqin can get extra extra money besides 30 Wen.

After the steward helped Su Wangqin out of the siege, he also asked him for similar words with the shopkeeper, and Su Wangqin fooled him with the same words.

"With your blessing, the merchant rewarded me with one silver and twenty cents." The steward took out a copper money fortress in Su Wangqin's arms and was dodged by him.

"No way." Su Wangqin refused like an honest pimple, "I'm grateful as long as I can work here."

"Ha ha, OK!" The steward is just a fake politeness. The one who enters the pocket and then takes it out is always suffering from flesh pain, so he puts it back into his arms. Su Wangqin looks more and more comfortable.

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!