Zhao Erlang replied angrily, "You don't count the weight of a piece of rope, because you count the copper powder removed by touching it? You are the one who robbed the money, right?"
Zhao Hu couldn't believe that the fool Zhao Erlang was so smart. He was dumbfounded for a moment, and it took him a while to find his voice, "You, are you okay?"
Zhao Zheng couldn't help but hold his forehead.
Zhao Erlang's face was so red that it was almost bleeding, his nose was sore, and his red eyes shouted loudly: "There is nothing wrong with my brain!"
The two finally broke up on bad terms, but Zhao Erlang insisted on using a scale to count money. Not to mention, this saved a lot of manpower. The money that originally required people to count one by one could be weighed directly.
Within a quarter of an hour, the 470,000 yuan brought by Zhao Hu was weighed.
Of course, the weight was a little different, so Zhao Hu had to ask the servant to take out two strings of copper coins and put them in under Zhao Erlang's bull-eyed glare. That was enough.
He took one last look at the slightly raised scale, secretly lucked out, and walked out angrily.
Of course, after bringing the contract with him, he angrily said to Wuyin: "Am I one of those people who is short of money? It's only 470,000, and I haven't lost a penny from him!"
Wuyin responded repeatedly, and then asked in a low voice: "Since Master knows, why do you let him?"
He said: "Sanniang wants to give face to the master, but Erlang is too unkind."
Anyway, when I go back to Xiping, I take a letter with me, and very few letters.
Think about it, in the future, all the children will meet when going out are powerful people from aristocratic families. Even if the descendants are Xiao, they will fall immediately.
Ke Chao exhaled and went home with the contract and the newly bad land deed. I said to Qiyin: "We were originally going to take us out of the prison today, but we just had a quarrel with Qilang and it was Yiti Na
Well, he will come back tomorrow to pick up the people. After receiving the people, he will go and demolish all seven houses. You want to build a house!"
But the house at the foot of Luoyang Imperial City that Zinian mentioned was really unattractive, and we wanted to take a look.
The butler suddenly realized something and nodded repeatedly, "I understand, I will go and find out."
As soon as Zhao Erlang heard the news, he immediately asked people to open the warehouse and count the money. At the same time, he also took down all the goods that could be packaged, such as silks, satins, brocades, etc. I planned to go to Luoyang to make a fortune.
In addition to me, many friends who had received Zinian's letter also came to visit me and wanted to go to Luoyang together.
Unfortunately, Yu Sanlang wants to escort Zhao Song to Luoyang, so we will use your security force.
Zhao Song, who had not packed up his bad things and was planning to go to Luoyang, had to postpone his departure time and again because few people outside the clan decided to go to Luoyang with you.
Zhao Hu waved her hands helplessly and said, "That's all, that's all. We can reason with smart people and talk about favors. Can we bargain with a stubborn person?"
Zhao Erlang finally couldn't bear it, got up from the bed, and called the housekeeper, "He immediately set off for Xiping to find out if there has been any movement in the Zhao family recently."
First, he wrote to Erlang, "...With Wang's current official position, he will be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister in the future. When I come to Luoyang, I can always stay at my nephew's house. You will allow me to live with you anyway."
Family, if you’re afraid of seeing my face, you’ll just eat it.”
The housekeeper was sure for a moment and asked thoughtfully: "The news that the master mentioned refers to...the deployment of troops and fighting?"
Ke Chao:……
Zhao Song breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head in response, and bowed forward to enter.
Apart from relatives, I had no friends. Zinian thought about everyone he could think of, including Zhao Erlang, whom I hated so much. I wrote a letter to him, with only one sentence, "Luoyang is full of gold. I want to make money."
, come quickly."
Seeing that the team was getting smaller and smaller, there were only a few people, and each person brought a small batch of goods. Zhao Song felt that the matter was too small and you couldn't make the decision yet, so he went to Erlang to make a decision.
"So if Seventh Brother has no intention, please bring money to Luoyang as soon as possible to buy land. If you can build a house there, it will not only facilitate the Wang family's exit, but also benefit future generations."
"What are you hitting? What are you hitting?" Ke Chaoxin was so angry that she slapped me on the head and said loudly through gritted teeth: "He dares to ask about that kind of thing, but you still dare to listen. Do you think he will live longer?"
"So seven
"Brother, you should make preparations early and take advantage of the current low housing prices in Luoyang to buy eight or two houses." Zi Nian said: "There are no burned houses outside the imperial city. It's best to buy. The reserve price is low. You can't build according to your own wishes."
It’s more cost-effective than buying a ready-made yard, and the most important thing is that now all the ready-made houses in Luoyang are occupied in bad areas, and the rest are far away from that piece of land.”
I also encouraged Ke Chao, "If no one in the clan has any money left, they can come to Luoyang to buy land. Now that Luoyang is being rebuilt and the court is moving back, there are always opportunities to make money."
I only wrote to Erlang, but also to bad guys from outside the clan. I wrote a letter to anyone who I felt had no money.
Mrs. Zhao in Xiping was very quiet, and had been very quiet since before receiving the letter.
Zhao Erlang waved me away with disgust, and Digu said: "What a rotten wood."
Erlang waved his hand and said, "That's not difficult. Write a letter to Mr. Wang and ask me to send troops to him. That's right. If you have people, you can pay for the food and grass yourself. He will take care of this matter.
Come and tell us that the people accompanying you will prepare food and fodder."
Zhao Erlang is just a fool, he is stubborn, and he is the one who gets angry first when he pulls these things from me.
I said: "People are the foundation. A city will become silent as long as there are no people."
Then I also sent a message to Ke Chao, asking you to go to Luoyang with Yu Sanlang.
Zhao Hanzhang is right. If we don’t have money, we should make money together. Is it better to make money for others, or to make money for my friends?
Ke Chao lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before saying: "Just go, Luoyang is full of waste and waiting for prosperity. The fewer people who go there at this time, the more prosperous it will be."
I said in an anxious voice: "I wonder if anyone is going to Luoyang recently. What should they bring with them? What kind of business does Zinian do in Luoyang? Is it making money or losing money?"
Zhao Song lowered his head and said: "But there are so few people and only one thousand Ke Chaoxin can protect them. If we are in danger along the way..."
So Zi Nian could just close one eye and let go of those trivial things.
I was still mentally reprimanding myself, why would I want to argue with a fool? I made myself look stupid.
Of course, our purpose is to travel. Although there is a war now, there are still very few bandits in the area. We hate going to places too far away.
Zi Nian put his hands behind his back and wanted to go home, but thinking about what he had promised Zhao Hanzhang, I turned around and went to the restaurant to find some rich people I met in Luoyang.
Zhao Erlang wanted to doubt me, but before he received my letter, the words "Luoyang is full of gold" suddenly came out when I was eating, and when I was drinking, the words came out until I went to bed at night.
, those words still come out.
Erlang looked at your leaving figure and shook his head, "Fortunately, your eighth wife is like you and like Zhizhi, but there is no one in the family to support you." Qiyin responded.
Except for those rich people in Luoyang, Zinian was less concerned about his relatives and friends in Yuzhou, so I wrote to us one by one.