Chapter 9: The girl's scheming is a game of chess

The Su family's conference hall has not been so lively for a long time, and the people have avoided it since they served the refreshments, and the doors and windows have been closed, making the atmosphere in the hall more and more depressing. Because of his seniority, Old Lady Su is at the top of the hall at this time, and the group of people below are all qualified to be on this stage. Like Cai Liang and his big butler Cai Fu, Wang Chengyan and the housekeeper Wang Fangyuan, Su Ying and Su Li, the housekeeper of the Su Mansion......

This group of people together was originally enough to subvert the entire Jinjiang Town, but at this time, everyone is not systematic, and you say it word by word, and no one can come up with a plan to completely solve the current urgent matter.

Someone proposed to lower the price and fight the price, this is Cai Fu of the Cai family, he is confident that the Cai family is powerful, but the statement he put forward was first suppressed by his own master, Cai Liang, who was burly and gave birth to a pair of hanging eyebrows...... The reason is, in the final analysis, that the price reduction will bring huge hidden dangers to Cai Liang. After all, it is already nearly a year, if once the price is suppressed, then it is not excluded that the entire Jinjiang Town, or people outside Jinjiang Town, will quickly eat this batch of grain, then when a period of time passes, the loss can only be the Cai family itself, after all, the Cai family's grain transportation cost is much higher than that of everyone, once the grain storage is exhausted, and the accounts here are ugly, the people on the Bianliang side will definitely replace Cai Liang......

Cai Liang doesn't agree to lower prices!

Seventy-seven, eighty-eight, I probably also came up with some strategies, but after in-depth discussion, I suddenly found that the Zhou family's grain store was so ruthless this time, obviously everyone knew the calculations of the Zhou family, but they couldn't break the Zhou family's conspiracy!

Gradually, the discussion in the hall stopped, and everyone's eyes looked at Su Chengqi.

Su Chengqi endured everyone's gaze, naturally knowing what they were expecting, but he seemed to sit there indifferently and never said a word......

"Daddy......" Su Ying saw that everyone was pressing their hopes on the old man, and he couldn't help but shout a little anxiously, worried that Su Chengqi would fall asleep at such a time.

Su Chengqi glanced at him when he heard this, and then sighed and said, "I know Zhou Benkun very well...... He doesn't seem to be a man with such deep scheming, and if he did, he wouldn't be able to wait now...... Of course, the possibility of his sudden epiphany cannot be ruled out! But first of all, we need to unite the three families, and we can't mess with it first...... If there is no countermeasure for the time being, then there is a lot of learning, what he does over there, what we do here, so that we can save a breath! Then, of course, he sent someone to find out whether Zhou Benkun came up with this plan, or the housekeeper next to him or whose idea it was...... Where the source of the strategy is, there must be a way to crack it! If it is really Zhou Benkun who came up with such a subtle plan alone, then I am afraid that in this Jinjiang Town, we really have to let him ...... But in the end, we all need to think long-term, carefully sort out the front and back, and then plan for a game of chess in Chapter 9 of the girl's scheming

Move! Downprice or something...... We'll talk about it then......"

As soon as the old lady said this, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly seemed to be a few degrees cold, and everyone's faces were a little ugly, and they talked about it one after another.

The voices in the council hall never stopped, but until the meal, no one came up with a better way after all, so everyone agreed to drag it out temporarily according to the safest method of the old lady, in order to plan for the future......

When Su Ying accompanied these people to dinner, the old lady returned to the backyard with the support of the maid, and then called Su Qingyang in the courtyard to come out and talk about a game.

In the process of playing chess, Su Chengqi straightened out the events of the past few days and told the little girl Su Qingyang to listen, and then sighed: "If this plan really came from the hands of Zhou Benkun, then our three families will be really dangerous......"

Su Qingyang's pair of wise eyes were full of admiration and said, "This plan is indeed impossible to think of a good way to crack it!" Grandfather...... Do you suspect that this plan is not from Zhou Benkun's hand? ”

"If that's the case, of course, no matter what the cost, our side will naturally be able to find a way to crack it, after all, except for Zhou Benkun himself, anyone can be moved by money...... And from the perspective of how much I have seen people for so many years, how much a person has done in this world is probably determined by the performance of the year of establishment...... But Zhou Benkun has already passed, and he shouldn't suddenly have such an amazing strategy, but there is no absolute ...... in the world It's hard to say! Su Chengqi frowned and sighed.

"But in this entire Jinjiang Town, is there still such a clever person? If so, how could it be at this time? Su Qingyang frowned lightly and said softly in confusion.

Su Chengqi shook his head and smiled: "Jinjiang Town is not small, otherwise the Cai family's wrist would not have reached here, but if you really talk about talents, it is not nothing, such as the gentleman Song Yingcheng in the town, if he is not so pedantic and only thinks about teaching students, he is also a well-thought-out character in business......"

"I once saw that gentleman fiddling with a pile of wood, and I thought his mind was a little strange......" Su Qingyang said with a light smile, Qianqianyu's fingers suddenly fell, and his eyebrows and eyes smiled.

Su Chengqi frowned suddenly, looked at it for a long time and then sighed: "Alas...... It's a pity that this girl is a girl, otherwise you will definitely be better than your father...... It's okay to win and keep it, but that Wang Chengyan of the Wang family is an ambitious person, and I'm always worried that your father will be careless and give the people of the Wang family a bite to eat......"

Su Qingyang suddenly said with some dissatisfaction: "Then grandpa, you still let me be engaged to the young master of the Wang family?" Aren't you going to give our family away......"

Su Chengqi's old face suddenly appeared complicated and sighed: "Girl! That's not how it works! Look at it, who is worthy of you in this Jin Jiang Town? Because grandpa can't find it...... So I can only get in touch with the Wang family, after all, if there is really a day when the two families are one, not half of the family property will be returned to our Su family's Chapter 9 girl scheming a game of chess

Blood? Alas...... Who made your daddy mediocre! ”

Su Chengqi thought of the future scene, and couldn't help sighing, his eyes were full of regret.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep this chess piece, so it's better to abandon this place and make another way to make a living......" Su Qingyang's encirclement has been completed, and he immediately raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Su Chengqi frowned and pondered for a while, sure enough, he was going to die a chess piece, and suddenly sighed lightly, and just as he was about to give up, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind!

"That's right...... It's still Qingyang, you girl and ghost! But this thing is really done, and it involves the relationship between the two families! Wang Chengyan also mentioned the matter of proposing marriage just now, if we abandon this side, I am afraid that we will be infamous on our backs. ”

"Grandpa, they all say that the mall has no eyes, anyway, I don't like his son, don't you just take advantage of this matter to dismantle, if we really lean towards the Zhou family, maybe we can get some benefits at this time, if we wait until the mountains and rivers are exhausted, then we really have to completely withdraw from this Jinjiang Town, if our family doesn't do the grain line, the cloth line is not the opponent of the Wang family, sooner or later it will be an end, it is better to ......" Su Qingyang said, a pair of soft eyebrows gradually became heroic.

And Su Chengqi's hand, which was covered with age spots, began to tremble when he was holding on to the chess pieces...... Chapter 1 Exploring the Flower Lang in the Bright Moon Building!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words,

(Tianjin)