Chapter 672 Li Shimin: Old Tang, come on, the money is finally together!
Glancing at Changsun Wuji, who was pretending to be in charge and following Changsun Shunde in a formal manner, pretending to be in charge of the Changsun's house, Wang Zi'an nodded happily.
"Old Duke, you're welcome. If you have anything to do, just give me your instructions——"
Having said this, Wang Zi'an paused, looked around, and asked eldest grandson Shunde's opinion in a very friendly manner.
"Look, how about we find a more secluded place to talk in detail..."
That cheerful and friendly spirit made Changsun Wuji almost doubt his life. He glanced at Wang Zi'an with caution and gave his uncle a cautious look.
Since when did this bitch Wang Zi'an become so easy to talk to?
Are you holding back some bad water again?
But Changsun Shunde didn't know it. This was his first contact with Wang Zi'an. Seeing Wang Zi'an's enthusiasm, thoughtfulness, humility and courtesy, his confidence suddenly returned.
He secretly glanced at Changsun Wuji with some dissatisfaction.
It will be alarmist.
What a good child Zian is!
For a moment, he even considered whether to really find a daughter of the same age in the eldest grandson's family and marry Wang Zi'an. This would also completely solidify the son-in-law relationship between the Chang'an Marquis Mansion and the eldest grandson's family.
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"So, what you mean is..."
Wang Zi'an looked at his eldest son Shunde with a smile, as if he were looking at a large pile of human-shaped ingots that could walk on their own, and the smile on his face became more warm and friendly.
The eldest grandson Shunde rubbed his hands subconsciously, with a look of embarrassment on his face. After all, no matter how friendly Wang Zian acted, it could not change the fact that his eldest grandson Shunde bowed to a junior, which made him feel a little shameless.
"Ahem, that - that's it, actually, it's not a big deal, it's just - ahem, the steward in my house is a little ignorant, and secretly got involved with that bastard of the Cui family behind my back, and did something
A little spice business…”
Having said this, Changsun Shunde couldn't help but blush, and glanced at Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji with a guilty conscience. Seeing that they were looking around, as if they didn't notice him, he bit the bullet and continued.
"It's all because of my laxity and neglect of discipline. I deeply apologize for the trouble I have caused to my virtuous son-in-law. Don't worry, I have severely punished that blind thing..."
Having said this, I secretly took a look at Wang Zi'an's expression, and saw that although Wang Zi'an did not fall out on the spot, he frowned slightly and remained silent. Most of the confidence he had just recovered was suddenly drained.
"Well, look, can you please look out for me this time and let him go? Wait until I let someone put their hands on these spices, and then..."
He was almost embarrassed to speak.
After all, I was the one who stabbed others in the back. Looking back now, it is not so easy to ask for mercy.
While he was doing this, he secretly looked at Wang Zi'an's expression.
Seeing Wang Zi'an's brows furrowed and a trace of impatience evident on his face, Changsun Shunde couldn't help but feel nervous and quickly added.
"As long as the virtuous son-in-law can accomplish this, I am willing to cede 10% - no! 20% of the interests..."
Looking at Wang Zi'an's seemingly impatient look, he suddenly felt panicked and looked at his eldest nephew with a pleading look, hoping that Changsun Wuji would put in a good word for him. Changsun Wuji couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
Uncle, thank you for your respect!
But that also requires me to have that face——
Look up at the sky.
Ah, how vast and high the sky is.
Not getting the response he wanted, Changsun Shunde became increasingly panicked.
Hundreds of thousands of dollars. If this business really falls into my hands, my whole family will be waiting for the northwest wind.
"This is not a matter of money. To be honest, I really want to help you, but you are a sensible person and should know that in this matter, I am just following the elders to earn a living and barely make a living.
I can’t make the decision, and I can’t say anything. I’m really powerless..."
Wang Zi'an shook his head and bowed his hand to Sun Shunde with an apologetic look on his face.
The tone was sincere.
Changsun Shunde:......
Where is the face!
Changsun Shunde wanted to spit on his face. What kind of pretense are you pretending to be here? I don’t know?
You bitch is the real mastermind behind this!
However, I didn't dare.
After all, the lifeblood of my family is in other people's hands.
At this time, he no longer cared about the elders or the airs of the prince. He could only put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and followed Wang Zi'an's words.
"I know, I understand, but, dear son-in-law, I really encountered difficulties this time. For the sake of Qi'er, I hope you can make things better for me, if you can help me get through this time.
In difficult times, I will never forget your kindness. Don’t worry, I will never make things difficult for you with empty words. I am willing to give in..."
There is no other choice but to use Prince An's identity as the son-in-law of Changsun's family as a matter, although this matter is false.
Having said this, Changsun Shunde subconsciously turned his head slightly, showed a humble and flattering look towards Li Shimin, and stretched out his palm with some pain. In his heart, heaven and man were at war, hesitating whether he should stretch out three fingers or four.
One finger. One finger is 10% of the benefit.
It's as uncomfortable as cutting your own flesh with a knife.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but scratch his head slightly.
How much is appropriate?
Or 40%?
The thing happened a bit suddenly, and he didn't expect much for Xue Guogong to spit out.
Looking at the frowning and silent Wang Zi'an, Changsun Shunde became even more nervous. He gritted his teeth, and suddenly popped out another of the three fingers he had just tentatively stretched out!
Forty percent, no more!
This knife has already cut into the flesh.
He met Wang Zi'an with a tragic look, and even all kinds of thoughts of breaking the jar began to flash in his mind.
When Wang Zi'an saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little happy. He knew that the heat was almost done. He nodded with a smile. Just when he was about to say something polite, a big hand came out from the air.
With a snap, he grabbed the palm of Changsun Shunde's hand that was about to be withdrawn.
Changsun Shunde was startled, and when he looked back, his Majesty was looking at him with a burning gaze.
Could it be that His Majesty wants to intercede for himself personally?
Changsun Shunde couldn't help but his eyes were red, and he was almost moved to tears.
He knew that his master was also one of the masterminds behind the scenes, but as long as Li Shimin himself didn't stand up and admit it, no one would dare to stand up and accuse him.
He was obsessed with his own interests and blocked His Majesty's way. His Majesty did not feel dissatisfied, but instead personally came forward to plead for himself. What kind of magnanimity and grace is this?
I, Changsun Shunde, am moved!
Naturally, Li Shimin didn't know what was going on in his own mind, Duke Xue. At this moment, he glared at Wang Zi'an righteously.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? We are all a family after all. The meat is still in the pot when it is rotten. We are fighting over each other. If the news spreads, people will laugh. Listen to my words, it's 50%! No more - if
If it’s not enough, you kid can just sell it and put in the money yourself, but you can’t ask for more…”
My father-in-law is full of momentum!
Wang Zi'an looked at this shameless thing and couldn't help but be speechless. The emotion on Sun Shunde's face suddenly froze, and a mouthful of old blood almost came out.
Protruding!
He wanted to spit on his Majesty's face and throw away his sleeves.
But, I didn’t dare.
I could only nod my head in frustration and depression.
Although there were some pitfalls, it was finally done, which can be considered a blessing in misfortune.
Li Shimin was immediately overjoyed and happily pulled Wang Zi'an and Changsun Shun together.
"Look, this is the right thing to do. We are all a family, why bother fighting over such trivial things - come, come, let's go have a drink together, and when we're done, let Zian run this for you -
—”
Having said this, he glanced at Wang Zi'an and told him again and again.
"As agreed, it's only 50%. You can't ask for more. If it's really not enough, you can find me and I'll pay for the rest for Mr. Xue Guogong!"
Changsun Shunde: Listen to me, thank you, because you have touched the four seasons...
This must be the current His Majesty, otherwise he would be desperate.
"Uncle Clan, do you feel resentful?"
Changsun Wuji walked out of the door and looked at Changsun Shunde who was about to board the carriage without looking back. Changsun Wuji couldn't help but shook his head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but give a reminder.
"Don't dare-"
Sun Shunde, the eldest son, said something dull, put down the curtain of the car, and ordered the groom to leave. He really didn't want to stay here for a moment.
Suddenly, Changsun Wuji's voice came from the car window.
"Blessings lie where misfortunes lie, and misfortunes lie where blessings rely. Today's events may not necessarily be a good thing..."
"Good thing!"
Changsun Shunde opened the curtain with a snap and looked at Changsun Shunde angrily.
"You call this a good thing? With this one blow, half of my life is gone, and you still call this a good thing?"
Changsun Wuji looked calmly at his somewhat greedy clan uncle and nodded slightly.
"If I were you, I should be glad at this moment that His Majesty is still willing to take this stab. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will have to take care of your affairs soon..."
After all, Changsun Shunde was not a complete fool, he was just temporarily blinded by his own greed. At this time, Changsun Wuji reminded him, and he was suddenly shocked and broke into a cold sweat. He realized it later.
How can His Majesty ask for 50% of his wealth?
This is obviously an opportunity to beat yourself up!
This is a warning.
When he thought that he was so obsessed with money that he followed the boy from the Cui family to a showdown with his majesty, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and ordered the coachman to stop the carriage, opened the curtains, and solemnly asked Sun Wuji to kiss him.
Hand over.
"Thank you, nephew, for reminding me. If it weren't for your reminder, I would have almost made a big mistake without even realizing it!"
Until the carriage returned to the house, his heart could not help but beat fast.
Fortunately, Your Majesty is so kind!
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Return to the palace.
Li Shimin immediately excitedly summoned Tang Jian, Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, who was in great distress.
"Mao Yue, the reserve fund you asked for has been collected!"
When Tang Jian heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up. He was overjoyed and subconsciously took a step forward.
"Is this true?"
Old God Li Shimin nodded heavily on the ground.
"Of course——"
Although he wanted to appear calm, he couldn't help it.
After more than half a year of planning and preparation, Datang Zhenguan Bank finally collected the so-called minimum reserve fund from Wang Zi’an, a bastard, and was about to make its official debut. How could he not be excited?
Just thinking about the various functions and prospects mentioned by Wang Zi'an at the beginning, Li Shimin couldn't help but feel excited.
If Wang Zi'an hadn't repeatedly emphasized that he would never act rashly before preparing a reserve fund, I'm afraid he would have been unable to hold back. In the past six months, despite the salt and iron business and various businesses that he cooperated with Wang Zi'an, he has never been able to act rashly.
Prince Yan's Mansion has secured trade routes along the southeast coast, and the profits from selling colored glaze are rolling in. He can earn a lot of money every day, but he has been poor for a long time, with a big gap and huge expenses.
As the construction of Mobei City progressed, money was spent every day like water.
In addition, there are frequent droughts, floods, and frost disasters all over the country that require relief, as well as a group of old thugs in the military who are ignorant of the value of materials and rice. Ever since they saw Bailian refined steel, they all started to cry.
Shouting to change clothes.
Is that a casual replacement?
Every piece of equipment is expensive!
He thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, but it took him half a year to collect the minimum reserve required by Wang Zi'an!
Now Changsun Shunde has directly contributed 50%. A rough estimate is that it must be 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. This time, the last gap has finally been filled. How can he still hold back?
The two monarchs immediately gathered together and summoned relevant personnel to hold an emergency meeting.
Soon, the left and right servants Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Sun Wuji, the Minister of Personnel, Li Xiaogong, the Minister of Etiquette, Duan Lun, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, and the official supervisory censor, Ma Ma, who was already more and more appreciated by Li Shimin, were enjoying their vacation.
Zhou, and even Wei Zheng, who was covered in dirt and unshaven and was busy studying rice in the rice fields, were called back.
Everyone met collectively to discuss the specific matters of the Tang Zhenguan Bank.
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It was not until very late, when the palace gate was about to close, that a group of big men who should have enjoyed their own pleasant rest walked out of Li Shimin's study room with tired faces.
However, although all of them were exhausted, their eyes were shining and they could not hide their joy.
Datang Zhenguan Bank is finally about to open for business. This is an epoch-making initiative. They have a premonition that this moment will be recorded in history!
Wang Zi'an didn't know how excited Li Shimin and these ministers were at this moment.
He was enjoying his cozy dinner happily.
On the right is Chang Le, whose belly is becoming more and more obvious, and on the left is the dignified and virtuous Cheng Ying'er. Next to Cheng Ying'er is Su Fei'er, who is like a fairy falling into the mortal world, and her cold beauty has been stained with a bit of human fireworks.
The next move was made by two young disciples, Di Renjie and Wu Zetian.
Mrs. Liu was not here, and Xue Rengui came back from a rare break today. The couple were enjoying their time together in their small courtyard. At this time, Wu Zetian was happily telling his two mistresses about his master's glorious achievements at today's poetry meeting.
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I don’t know if I was too immersed in what I was talking about, and I didn’t even notice the look in my master’s eyes.