And the mountain alliance and the sea oath? Yi Zhishu secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and letting her ask was definitely a goof, and he had to take the initiative, he immediately asked: "Then do you still remember the promise you made to me?" ”

Su Mengdie was stunned for a moment and said, "What promise?" ”

"What promise?" Yi Zhifen stepped over to her in a few steps, stared at her and said, "You said that you have been my woman all your life, and you forgot it so quickly?" ”

"When will I ......." Su Mengdie didn't finish speaking, she was pulled and turned, and then her upper body was hung horizontally, and before she could scream, her mouth was blocked, and after a little struggle, she found that there was a tendency to fall, and she had to hug each other tightly.

"You scoundrel!" Su Mengdie panted.

"It's a scoundrel!" Yi Zhicontent said, bowing his head and kissing again.

When she got the chance to breathe again, Su Mengdie hung on Yi Zhifen's body like a noodle, and murmured, "Let them all go out." ”

Is there anyone else in the house? Yi Zhishu was shocked, but said with a smile: "Co-authoring is preparing for the Three Heroes Battle against Lu Bu?" ”

Su Mengdie was shy and anxious, hugged his arm is a bite, Yi Zhizhi was content and painful, and hurriedly said loudly: "Go out!" As he spoke, he pinched her buttocks and said, "Let me test your body." ”

Su Mengdie buried her face in his chest and said coquettishly: "The bed is in the left compartment." ”

"I love it here."

Half an hour later, the two snuggled up to the bed, and Yi Zhishu said tentatively: "Do you still want to verify your identity?" ”

Su Mengdie looked at him and said, "What about the jade pendant that the slave family gave you?" I didn't see you wearing it last time. ”

"Jade pendant?" Yi Zhizhi was stunned, how can there be any jade pendant? He hurriedly said: "I fell off when I was drunk last time I fell into the water." ”

"Really?"

"Still lying to you?"

Su Mengdie put her face to his heart, and said dreamily: "You haven't been here for more than a month, and you don't touch people when you come, and the jade pendant is gone, how can you blame people for being too careful?" ”

What's the problem? Yi Zhixiang was speechless for a while, he was really a thief, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then comforted: "Don't think nonsense. ”

Su Mengdie said: "San Lang is now favored by Old Man Wu, and he hasn't come for a long time, how can the slave family not worry?" ”

Gently pinching her nose, Yi Zhizhi smiled contentedly: "What are you worried about? Rejoice, get up, I'm hungry. ”

Yi Zhizhi came out of the bath and changed clothes, the banquet was ready, and he glanced at Su Mengdie, who was smiling like a flower, he faintly felt deceived, is this woman playing with the means of wanting to catch and indulge? After drinking a glass of wine, he said, "You don't care about the business of the tea shop?" ”

"Does Yan Neng care?" Su Mengdie smiled: "Die'er listens. ”

Shaking his head, Yi Zhizhi said: "Don't hoard tea, sell the tea in stock as soon as possible." ”

"Did the Wu family tell you?"

"Don't say I didn't remind you, you have re-acquainted with Young Master Ben with a new eye." Yi Zhishu looked at her and said seriously: "Young Master Ben has now changed his mind and become a new person, and it is not difficult to understand the matter of tea after a little analysis, why do you need the Wu family to tell me?" ”

"The slave obeys." Su Mengdie said with a smile: "Please also ask San Lang to analyze one or two." ”

Yi Zhizhi poured himself a glass of wine and said: "There has been no major change in the number of tea exports in the Qing Dynasty, but the price of tea in the London market has been rising, and there is only one explanation, someone is hoarding tea in large quantities, creating the illusion of tea shortage, and deliberately raising the price of tea." ”

"Saburo means an English merchant?" Su Mengdie finally got serious, "Who has such great financial resources and ability?" ”

"What do you say?"

"Could it be the East India Company? Isn't it already out of business? ”

"How many years has the price of tea gone up?"

Su Mengdie was stunned, in the fifteenth year of Daoguang, it was the second year of the collapse of the East India Company, and the price of tea began to rise sharply, she hesitated: "Is it really the East India Company?" ”

"Clever." Yi Zhizu raised his glass and took a sip, and said: "When the East India Company collapsed, it hoarded a large amount of tea, which raised the price of tea in London, which is equivalent to raising the price of tea in Guangzhou. ”

Su Mengdie nodded and said, "The slave family will sell the tea as soon as possible." ”

After drying the wine in one gulp, Yi Zhizhi said: "Now let's talk about the money village, Die'er should hear the rumors, I have recently been preparing to build a money village, frankly speaking, you are not an opponent, make a price, and sell the money village to me." ”

Su Mengdie's beautiful eyes widened and said, "San Lang can't be joking, right?" ”

"That's it." After Yi Zhizhi finished speaking, he stopped talking and buried his head in eating and drinking.

Seeing him like this, Su Mengdie was a little breathless, and said, "San Lang is telling the truth? ”

"If I don't buy yours, I'll buy someone else's." Yi Zhizhi said: "You have two days to think about it, if you are willing to sell, directly send someone to negotiate with Wu Changqing, it will not let you suffer, if you don't sell, the consequences will be very serious." ”

"How serious is it?"

Yi Zhixin said simply: "Bankrupt." ”

Fail? Su Mengdie glanced at him, the collapse of the money bank is not a joke, especially the big money bank, the collapse of one family often drags many money banks to close down together, which leads to a large-scale bankruptcy trend, which is the last thing businessmen want to see.

After thinking about it for a while, she smiled and said, "San Lang deceived the slave family and didn't understand the money business?" ”

Yi Zhizu spread his hands and said, "I have said everything I can say, you can do it yourself." As he spoke, he pointed to the wine glass and said, "If you are pregnant with a child, don't drink, it's not good for the child, quit for a few months." ”

Su Mengdie's big eyes turned smartly, and said, "San Lang wants the slave family to give birth to the child?" ”

"You don't want to give birth?"

"There is no name and no division, and this child was born to suffer from sin."

"What name do you want?"

"Ming Media is getting married."

Ming Media is marrying, this is the name of the main room, the two elders of the Yi family will definitely not agree, and the widow is just that, the problem is the reputation of her father and mother, and it is absolutely impossible to agree to kill the two elders of the Yi family, Yi Zhizhi smiled bitterly and said: "You are not embarrassing me." ”

"The Yi family has now been supported by the Wu family......." Su Mengdie said a little lonely: "The slave family doesn't dare to do extravagant hopes anymore, just because they don't want to embarrass San Lang, so they don't prepare to have this child." ”

Hearing this, Yi Zhizhi was speechless for a while, it turned out that she wanted to take advantage of the collapse crisis of Fu Taixing, take the opportunity to coerce, and marry the three young men of the Yi family openly, but this plan was destroyed by him by mistake, under normal circumstances, with her reputation, let alone a wife, she is a concubine, I am afraid that few people dare to ask for it.

Listening to the tone of this, are you really pregnant? This is the bloodline of the three young people of the Yi family, Yi Zhishu was very entangled, silently poured a glass of wine, and took a dry sip before he said: "If you are willing, wait for me for three years, the main wife will want the order of her parents, and it will be okay for the flat wife." ”

Flat wife! Su Mengdie's eyes lit up, and then she picked up the wine glass and poured the wine, and said: "With San Lang's promise, the slave family will quit drinking and give birth to the child." ”

Yi Zhishu nodded and said, "I'm not a gentleman, but I won't lie to my own woman in major matters, don't worry, I will abide by the promise of three years." After a pause, he continued: "The matter of Qian Zhuang, I hope you will consider it carefully, and you can send someone to inquire about the situation with Wu Changqing." ”