Addison's whole body froze. What is the concept of one hundred thousand taels of silver? My mother's illness can be cured, the ancestral property that was pawned can be redeemed, and the loan sharks are not afraid no matter how high the interest is, and there are still kind-hearted borrowers
The neighbors who donated clothes and registration fees can also repay the favor. More importantly: your ideals can be realized. With sufficient funds, many of the novelty ideas you have in mind will become a reality.
"Did I hear correctly? One hundred thousand taels of silver, isn't it ten taels?" Addison couldn't believe his ears. Even if he sold his technology to the wealthy Ministry of Industry, it would only be for five thousand taels. His whole body immediately petrified.
, my mind went blank.
"Yes, it's one hundred thousand taels, but I also have a condition. In the future, any patent rights for your inventions will be given to me. That means you will work for me from today on. Of course, in addition to the one hundred thousand taels buyout fee,
I will pay you an extra salary, one thousand taels per month, are you willing?" Of course Liu Ziguang cannot let go of this precious talent given by God, he must hold on to it, and the conditions he offers are beyond the reach of anyone.
If you refuse generously, you are not afraid that Addison will not agree.
Addison felt like his heart had been lifted out of the ice cellar and thrown into the iron-making furnace. Is all this real? One hundred thousand taels of silver, he heard it really clearly, and there will be one thousand taels per month in the future! Bi Xiang verbally
Wan Yuanwai's drug store is still making money! It hurts to bite your fingers. Look at the people in front of you, there are shadows. This is not a dream! Addison's brain was blocked for a while, and he didn't know what to say, only tears.
It flowed down loudly.
Liu Ziguang took out a thousand taels of silver notes and ten taels of silver and stuffed them into Addison's hand, "This is all I have with me. You go home to see a doctor first and pay off the debt. I will send someone to pick her up tomorrow."
You, by the way, where do you live?"
The paper of the silver note in his hand was tough and the texture was clear. It was a genuine Anhui Rishengchang silver note. The spindle was heavy, and it was made of fine fine silk Kuping silver. Finally, he couldn't control his emotions, and his shoulders were violent.
Shaking, he knelt down in front of Liu Ziguang: "My benefactor! Your great kindness and kindness will never be repaid by death. From now on, I will work hard for my benefactor... to repay..." His voice was choked with sobs and he couldn't go on.
"Okay, okay. As long as you are willing to work for me, it will be fine. Just look at your inventions and I will know that you are a genius in this world. I hope you can appreciate this meager salary." Liu Ziguang patted Addison on the shoulder and comforted him.
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It took a while before Addison calmed down and said: "Xiao Ke lives in Xiaosi Gu Lane outside Jubaomen. Tomorrow Xiao Ke will be at home waiting for the news from his benefactor. He will be there when called."
"I've remembered it. You can take this glazed lamp first and put it at home as a souvenir. Go back quickly, I'm still thinking about it." After the matter was settled, Liu Ziguang was ready to go back and continue watching the game.
"It doesn't matter. You can get home by walking slowly for an hour. My dear benefactor, I'll say goodbye to you now." Addison kowtowed three times respectfully, not daring to leave first. He had to watch Liu Ziguang leave before he could move.
Liu Ziguang stretched out his hand to help him, but still accepted him three times. Then he turned and left. After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "Xiao Ai, did you hatch eggs when you were a child?" He laughed without waiting for his answer.
Then he left, leaving a confused Addison there in a daze.
The competition was over, and the judges read out the names of the top three winners: "The number one winner——Ministry of Internal Affairs. Wang Liuge! The second spot——Jin Yiwei. Huang Tianba! The third spot——Tianchang. Du Shaoqing!"
There was thunderous applause and cheers everywhere, "Bah!" Liu Ziguang spat hard. Is this a contest for good men? A eunuch without a little girl became the champion, and the second place was actually Hai, who was incompetent in both writing and martial arts.
Zhou Huangxing is a bragging guy; the third one has never been heard of and I don’t know where it comes from. I can’t compliment the aesthetics of the people of the Ming Dynasty.
Back on the boat, the eldest lady had disappeared, but the flute was thrown on the board. Liu Ziguang grabbed the frightened boatman and asked sternly: "Where is the person!"
The boatman trembled and took out a piece of paper and said: "I was pulled into a big boat by two men and took away. They left this behind."
"What kind of people? What kind of ships? Where are they going? How long have they been gone?" Liu Ziguang asked repeatedly while observing the note in his hand. There was only one address written on it: Beixin Street, inside Shicheng Gate,
There was a pair of red lanterns at the door. The boatman said tremblingly: "The little one didn't see it clearly. He just thought it was two quick hands. They clicked their feet on the little boat and the lady's voice was taken away. Then the little one had more in his hands."
I got this piece of paper. The people on the boat were confused and couldn’t see which direction they were going. They came over as soon as you left."
He came prepared and deliberately chose a time when he was not around to attack. Who did it?
The biggest suspects are people from the Song Dynasty. They want to take advantage of the evil. Since no one can see the light, let's compete with each other to see who is more evil! They left their address, which means there is still room for negotiation. Now we can only follow this clue.
The investigation continues.
After finding the servants on the shore, he ordered Ding Libin to go back and summon Duncan and others to Beixin Street to bring the short soldiers to assemble at Beixin Street. Then Liu Ziguang took the first step and galloped towards the nearest city gate in a hurry.
After the Good Man Competition, there was a whole night of troupe performances, so the audience stayed out all night, and it was impossible to go home into the city. All thirteen city gates in the capital were locked at night.
When Liu Ziguang's horse arrived at the gate of Shicheng, it turned out that the gate was closed. He got off his horse and prepared to find an unguarded section of the city wall to climb in. However, he changed his mind after thinking about it. He had to use his brain more in everything and not rely on brute force.
He swaggered over and shouted to the defenders on the top of the city: "Open the city gate quickly! It's an urgent official business in the East Factory!"
There is also a small door on the city gate, which is specially used for emergency entry and exit at night, such as urgent documents such as the 800-mile express. Of course, Dongchang's special agents enjoy this privilege. A small officer respectfully inspected Liu Ziguang's Dongchang waist.
Then he raised his hands above his head and sent it back, "Sir, go slowly." Liu Ziguang proudly put away his badge and asked, "No one entered the city just now? There were women among them."
The young officer hurriedly replied: "Sir, yes, it is the Jin Yiwei's carriage. I don't know if there are any female relatives. After closing the city gate, there was such a group of people entering the city."
"Very good, thank you!" Liu Ziguang grabbed the horse's belly and walked away.
"This must be a newbie from Dongchang. Old Dongchang fans are just fine if they don't curse. How can you say thank you?" the experienced young officer said to several officers and soldiers around him.
Running wildly along the street, he arrived at Beixin Street soon. Liu Ziguang tied his horse to a tree on the side of the road and stood in the corner to observe the situation. Ding Libin would definitely not be able to enter the city. There were no reinforcements and time was not waiting for anyone, so he had no choice but to
Do it yourself first.
Most of the houses on Beixin Street are the houses of wealthy families. They are all closed at this time. It is not as prosperous as the other side of the Qinhuai River. Everyone has gone to bed early. There are no pedestrians on the street. Only the watchman is passing by banging his clapper.
There is only one house on the street with a pair of red lanterns hanging at the door. The door is closed and the wall is high. There is a chilling atmosphere in the silence. Maybe it is a secret stronghold in the Song Dynasty, or maybe it is really Jin Yiwei's house. Who cares?
Well, no matter whether it's a dragon's den or a tiger's den, I'm going to break into him today. I hope these people didn't do anything bad to Peng Jinrong. If she makes any mistake, everyone present must pay for it with their lives.
The other party must be prepared. If you climb over the wall and get in, you might encounter a trap or an ambush. It's better to go in openly. This is also considered a bluff. Anyone who dares to go to the meeting alone will have a backup plan.
After making up his mind, he walked forward and knocked on the door knocker. The door with peeling paint opened a crack with a squeaking sound. A haggard old man looked at Liu Ziguang with his dim eyes and asked nothing.
, take a step back and make a gesture to invite you in.
Entering the courtyard, an old man led the way with a lantern without words. He turned around the screen wall and passed through the second gate. A large locust tree stood in the middle with lush branches. The ground was paved with blue bricks, and weeds grew from the cracks in the bricks.
He came out unscrupulously and planted a large locust tree in the yard. It was a strange taste. Everyone knew that the word "sleepy" in the mouth was not a good sign. Liu Ziguang's whole body tensed up and he pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, ready to take action at any time.
There was a light on in the main room, and a middle-aged man and Peng Jinrong were sitting there talking. It looked like a junior listening to his uncle's teachings. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and it didn't look like he had been kidnapped.
There are weird, mute old people, big locust trees, and old houses. They are full of elements of a Chinese fairy tale. Liu Ziguang became even more nervous. Maybe there are hidden weapons here, maybe there are some masters buried there, maybe Peng Jinrong in the lobby is disguised in disguise.
, all this is possible. Although he does not have much experience in martial arts, young people who have been influenced by countless martial arts novels and film and television works are very clear about this set of tricks.
What should I do? The only way to deal with the changes is to remain unchanged, and be careful of nets falling from the sky and traps on the ground. Liu Ziguang walked to the front of the main room with confidence.
"General Liu has arrived so soon. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to enter the city gate. It seems that I am worrying too much." The middle-aged man stood up and came over. He was wearing a large-breasted robe with five bats holding longevity patterns and a square pingping on his head.
He was wearing a scarf and a long beard with five locks, which was extraordinary. Peng Jingrong also stood up to greet him, her face calm as usual.
Liu Ziguang first looked at Peng Jinrong carefully and realized that he was right. "How should I make the entry of exchanging silver notes for cash from the bank?" Liu Ziguang said this without thinking.
The ice-snow and smart Peng Jinrong immediately understood. He used Liu's original double-entry accounting method, which was only used in a small area, to test whether the eldest lady was pretending to be someone else or was controlled by drugs.
"Borrow cash and borrow banknotes." Peng Jinrong replied with a smile. This Liu Ziguang can now use his brain. This is a good sign. I should praise him when I go back.
Liu Ziguang was relieved after confirming that it was him. He ignored the middle-aged man and walked carelessly to the hall. He moved a chair to the middle and sat down in the middle to avoid being plotted by the agency. Then he pulled the Baihong Sword in front of him and patted the scabbard.
Said: "I don't care who you are, now I give you a quarter of an hour to persuade me not to kill you, okay, the timer starts."
The middle-aged man was very popular and was not angry. He turned back and sat down at the Eight Immortals table next to the table and said: "I have friends but not enemies. I invited you two rashly to save your lives and Liguo Iron Works.
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"Don't beat around the bush, just tell the truth." Liu Ziguang tapped his finger on the armrest of the chair impatiently.
"The Queen Mother's four most beloved calligraphy and paintings and several treasures were lost. Today, she summoned the heads of Dongchang, Jinyiwei, Wucheng Military and Horse Department, and Yingtianfu Yamen to issue an order to solve the case within three days. The Queen Mother said, who let
If she feels uncomfortable for a moment, she will make anyone feel uncomfortable for a lifetime, and that person's nine tribes will also feel uncomfortable for a lifetime." The middle-aged man said slowly.
"Does it have something to do with me?" Liu Ziguang continued to be stubborn. This may be a trap designed by Lu Song to lure him into handing over all his treasures.
"Of course not. How could Lieutenant General Liu be a law-abiding person and do what he did as a thief?" The middle-aged man continued, "But someone saw Vice General Liu dressing up like a calico cat and going out to play after Haishi last night.
He didn't come back until five o'clock in the morning, and it happened that a theft occurred in the palace during the time when Vice General Liu came out. If this matter is known to others, it may not be easy to justify it, right?" The middle-aged man was full of confidence and didn't care about Liu Ziguang's threats at all.
clock time.
"At the moment, the envoys in the Song Dynasty are probably studying the "Sketch of Rare Birds". I wonder if these younger generations have the ability to identify it." The middle-aged man continued.
He knew such a secret thing. Who is this person? Suspicions arose in Liu Ziguang's heart. Could it be the real Jinyiwei? Then why are you talking so much nonsense? Is it some unknown power?
Anyway, based on my experience in film and television works, the more you talk about it and talk nonsense, the more you are seeking for yourself.