Jia Huan's outer study is basically just a function of meeting guests. Beautifully furnished and tastefully furnished. Outside the desk, there is a set of tables and chairs, and the calligraphy and paintings on the walls are all handwritten by famous artists. The decoration of the study room in the Duobao Pavilion is worth no less than a thousand taels.

A light rain in the morning, dripping down on the glass windows. Jia Huan took his hand and paced slowly, pondering. It's a little tricky.

Jia Lian said: "Brother Huan, Lu Chengji is shameless. Do you really want our house to stir up and have his good fruit to eat? Hum! He said that he was a Jin Shang, and Lu Yong of the Jin Shang was willing to offend our Jia Mansion for him? ”

Merchants, how to fight against the powerful families? Jia Lian was very dissatisfied with Lu Chengji in his heart. The price of 50,000 yuan was offered, so that he returned in vain, and did not complete Jia Huan's entrustment.

Jia Huan turned around and said seriously: "Second Brother Lian, it's swelled!" Don't do bad things that can be done or not. The people who are staring at our Jia Mansion in the court, how can there be less? "He doesn't like the son of Yongzhi, and the Red People's Party headed by Hua Mo and Yuan Hao should be very interested in using him for performance. Up and down the Jia Mansion, in recent days, the glory given to Jiuqing has been a bit arrogant.

Jia Lian smiled at what Jia Huan said.

Jia Huan groaned: "That's it, you make an appointment with Lu Chengji, and I'll talk to him." "He's going to go to the Wei Mansion to see the university scholar Wei Hong in a moment. Talk at length about the plan to decentralize the right to mint. This matter will be put on hold for two days for the time being.

Alas...

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February 21. Dongzhuang Town, the spring rain is as moist as a crisp.

Dongzhuang Town, which started with education, is full of vitality in the rain. Luxurious horse-drawn carriages are constantly flowing. It's another year of admissions season. The sixteenth year of Yongzhi is the year of the township trial.

North Qianfang, Lin Fuzhong, the sky is slightly dark. In the boudoir, which is full of daughter's style, bright candles are lit.

Lin Zhiyun was in front of the sandalwood square table, reading the letter sent from home: written by the second brother Lin Qingyuan.

"Sister, the Ye family came to the door again to propose marriage, and promised to be the wife of the wife, and the dowry was rich. My father refused. In my opinion, it may not be inferior to the concubine of Jiafu. My sister has always had an idea and makes her own decisions. Father and brother, according to your wishes.

There are also several people in the state media who are interested in marrying. The pros and cons are mixed.

Recently, there was a major earthquake in the banking industry in Beijing. More than 20 large and small newspapers in Beijing reported one after another. The situation is like boiling water. The imperial court deliberately selected several of the most powerful ticket numbers, silver numbers, and money houses in the world to jointly mint and issue silver coins. The center host is Jia Huan. ”

Lin Zhiyun put down the letter and sighed faintly.

Her second brother said that it was based on her opinion. In fact, there is still a certain tendency. Concubine, where is the status of a wife? It's for her sake. And her father, most of them, still wants to cling to the power of Jiafu.

And what was in her heart? She wore a veil back then, but she deliberately put makeup on her face, a "well" shaped scar. She wants people who like her, not because of her looks, but because of who she is.

Her thoughts were obvious. But why don't you come?

Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

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Yu'er was wearing a water-pink tooth-pinching vest, like a girl next door, at the door, wanting to go in, but she didn't go in after all.

The bitterness in the girl's heart, she knows.

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The world has been peaceful for a long time, and in the capital, teahouses have risen. In the teahouse, food and tea are provided, and storytelling, drumming, cross talk, and quyi are performed on the stage to solicit business. Located at the end of Zhengyangmen Street in Beijing, Xijiangyue Teahouse can be regarded as a leader.

The "west" private room on the second floor is quiet and elegant.

Jia Huan, Lin Xinyuan, and Lu Chengji sat around the small table. A few kinds of dim sum: lotus root flour cinnamon sugar cake, pine goose oil roll. An inch in size of all kinds of small dumplings. A pot of phoenix pulp tea!

Lin Xinyuan's concubine, it turned out that Lin Zhiyun's maid, Shu'er, was standing aside.

Jia Huan took a sip of tea lightly and said, "I can't think of it!" Lin Ziming, Lu Yuanwai, what do you say? ”

In the eighth year of Yongzhi, Jia Huan went to Xijiangyue Teahouse to sell, and that day, it was in this private room. characters, and also the four of them. Of course, there is one less storyteller: Mr. Luo. Eight years have passed.

Lu Chengji echoed: "Yes! "Back then, that inconspicuous concubine now makes him look up.

"That's what Mr. Jia said." Lin Xinyuan had a strange face, he only sent the letter to his sister in Dongzhuang Town yesterday, and as a result, Jia Huan asked him to come to Xijiangyue Teahouse today to talk about redeeming the Lin family's business and shop. This...

In fact, at the end of last year, Jia Huan went to Lin's house for dinner, and his father expressed his willingness to marry his daughter. Jia Huan said he was going to prepare a dowry. Three months have passed now, and the Lin family thinks that Jia Huan is a pretext!

Jia Huan nodded and said, "Outside Lu Yuan, the Lin family's business and shop back then were nothing more than tea, spices, and medicinal materials. It's still in your hands, assets, you can quote a price! I want to use these assets as a dowry and marry Miss Lin. ”

Jia Huan said it very bluntly.

But it is precisely because it is too straightforward that Lu Chengji suddenly feels extremely pressured.

To say, in this matter, he is on the weak side. However, when it comes to interests, he is unwilling to swallow Jia Huan like this. In the capital, there is always a place to be reasonable, right? Jin Shang is not without a way.

And Jia Huan asked him to meet, but he couldn't refuse. When they met, they wanted to talk about it, but he couldn't refuse either.

Lu Chengji was about to speak, Jia Huan waved his hand and said, "Lu Yuanwai, I can't afford the price of 50,000 taels of silver." However, this obviously high price, do you think I have suffered this loss, will I trouble you in the future?

What happened to you and the Lin family back then, from the perspective of a businessman, is normal. I will not interfere. If I want to fix you, white wolf with empty gloves, there is no need to talk to you here. Lu Yuanwai, what do you say? ”

What can I say?

Lu Chengji was speechless, facing Jia Huan and facing Jia Lian, it was completely different feelings. He also wanted to struggle again, and said: "Jia Tanhua, you don't know how profitable tea, spices, and medicinal materials are. I don't have to sell..."

Jia Huan raised his hand and interrupted Lu Chengji's words, "I want to buy it." You make an offer. "Very strong.

Lu Chengji was suddenly forced into a corner.

Jia Huan took a step further and said, "That's it." Lu Yuanwai, 30,000 taels of silver, I bought all the shops and business resources. 20,000 taels of silver, and I will transfer two more coal shops in Jiafu to you. "The honeycomb coal business in Jiafu has changed from a workshop to a more profitable coal shop. The production and sale of honeycomb coal is just a matter of continuing to be maintained.

That's a very generous condition. In the capital, the price of a coal shop in normal operation is conservatively estimated to be around 8,000 taels. There are 3 million people in Beijing, and in winter, they have to use coal. Coal shops make a lot of money.

Lu Chengji thought about it in his heart, gave up resistance, sighed, and said, "But let Jia Tanhua tell you!" ”

Jia Huan smiled and said to Lin Xinyuan, who was still confused: "Ziming, you go and prepare the contract." I have brought the silver ticket. Wait for the signature. Then send it to the yamen for sealing. ”

"Oh, good, good." Lin Xinyuan left the box with Shu'er, who was also unconscious. Go and prepare the contract.

In the box, Lu Chengji took a sip of tea with a wry smile and said, "Jia Tanhua is amazing!" If you're in business, do we people have a way to live? ”

Jia Huan carried the general trend, both soft and hard, and subdued Lu Chengji. But he didn't have much of a sense of happiness in his heart. Business negotiations and political struggles are all about pondering people's hearts. And apparently, the political struggle is at a higher level.

The difference between Jia Huan and Jia Lian is that Jia Lian is borrowing the momentum, and he is the momentum of Jiafu.

After doing this, Jia Huan felt relaxed, drank tea, and said, "Lu Yuanwai has won the award!" But there is something I want to ask outside of Lu Yuan, how many factions are there in your Jin merchants? Didn't the Privy Counsellor of Rishengchang speak in front of the Son of Heaven? How did Baichuan Tong hand over to the King of Chu? ”

There's nothing to say about that. Lu Chengji sighed in his heart, the person in charge of Jiafu is a person who can't rub sand in his eyes.

In my heart, I can't help but feel glad for his choice. It takes courage to stand on the opposite side of such a figure.

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That night, Lu Chengji and Lin Xinyuan completed all the formalities. The next morning, the messenger of the Lin family went to Dongzhuang Town and delivered Lin Xinyuan's letter: This is Jia Huan's dowry.

accompanied by Jia Huan's small note. On the book, there is nothing else to say, only a small poem: Twenty years of looking for old memories, a few leaves and branches. Since I saw the peach blossoms, I have no doubt about it until now.

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