As if a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, the chopsticks in Zhang Cheng's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and his whole body froze in place as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points.
After a long while, Zhang Chengcai stumbled and said: "You mean, these things are given to me?"
Murong Fu smiled lightly and said, "If you like it, sir, just take it. There are a lot of these gadgets out there."
In the world of martial arts, a third-rate master like Qi Liu or Bao Qianling can use his martial arts to rob families and become wealthy if he wants to. Second-rate masters like Feng Bo evil and Bao Bubutong, who have some status, are all rich and powerful.
, such as Shaolin, the Beggar Clan, etc., the top officials appear to be practicing hard, but in fact they are all worth a lot of money.
Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui did countless things in order to collect martial arts from all over the world, cut down mountains and temples, and destroy human sects. With their martial arts skills, if they wanted to accumulate worldly wealth, they would plunder the wealth of mortals with the gods.
There is no difference. To describe the value of the rare treasures these two men have accumulated over decades is to say that they are as rich as a country is not enough.
Wu Yazi left several boxes of gems of this quality to Murong Fu before his death, but Murong Fu threw them in the corner to eat ashes. It's not that Murong Fu didn't care about money, but there were so many gems that no one in the world could
Can a powerful or individual person buy it and sell it at retail? Murong Fu didn't think much of the small amount of money, but it would cause unnecessary trouble for himself. Therefore, Murong Fu simply kept it and gave it away.
Facts have proved that although throwing money has no technical content, it is indeed the most effective way. Xixia was a small country and the people were poor. They tried their best to fight the Song Dynasty and begged for money. There were a lot of vested interests in Xixia.
Come on. Although the Salt and Iron Envoy sounds like he has a high position, he is still not as good as his counterparts in the Song Dynasty.
Finally, Zhang Cheng still had some magnanimity. After being aroused by the huge wealth, he immediately realized that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. He hesitated and said: "Young Master is very affectionate. Zhang has not done anything for you so far, how can you do that?"
Accepting such a generous gift from the Young Master? Please take it back, Young Master."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to push one of the bags back, but his fingers turned into claws and he held on to the bag tightly, showing no intention of relaxing.
Murong Fu smiled and said: "I have admired Mr. Zhang for a long time. These little thoughts are just superficial words. Why should I be suspicious?"
The more Murong Fu acted like this, the more Zhang Cheng didn't dare to accept this hot potato, but he really couldn't bear it in his heart.
Seeing the other party's inner hesitation, Murong Fu knew that the other party was not a fool like Helian Tieshu, so he half-truthfully told the other party the truth: "Actually, I really need Master Zhang's help with something."
Hearing these words, Zhang Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It is indeed the case. But when he thought that the other party gave such a generous gift, what he asked for would not be easy to achieve, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
Murong Fu stood up and cupped his hands and said: "I have a friend from Daxia who works in the court. I usually cooperate with you in a little iron business..."
After Murong Fu finished speaking, Zhang Cheng's face gradually calmed down, and the previous panic was swept away, replaced by a hint of calmness and calmness.
"The friend the young master mentioned must be Marshal Helian Tieshu, right?"
Zhang Cheng smiled softly.
Murong Fu pretended to be surprised and said: "How did Mr. Zhang know?"
If a master of the house wants to control his emotions, he can fake it and look like the real thing. In Zhang Cheng's eyes, Murong Fu's expression looked like he had been exposed.
Zhang Cheng sneered in his heart: He thought he was a rising star with a deep city, but in the end he was just an ignorant prince and grandson.
With this psychological advantage, Zhang Cheng became calmer and calmer. Thinking of the recent storms in the court, he became more certain that his judgment was correct.
"In my opinion, the business that Helian Tieshu and the Young Master are doing is not a small ironware business as the Young Master said, right?"
Murong Fu looked struggling, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "My lord, I have a sharp eye. Dali is a small country on the border, between Tubo and the Song Dynasty. Although we have always been at peace with the Song Dynasty, the Tubo has always treated me
Dali is eyeing the tiger. Last year, the Tubo Imperial Preceptor, Jiumozhi, the great king of Dalun Ming, relied on his martial arts skills to attack the Tianlong Temple in Dali, hoping to seize the treasure of the temple, the Six Meridians Divine Sword Sutra. After the failure, the two countries were at war with each other.
threaten."
"I have always heard that Daxia Iron Armor is unparalleled in the world, so the Lord of our country ordered me to try to purchase Daxia Iron Armor in order to strengthen the army. But I don't want to..."
Murong Fu paused deliberately, as if he was embarrassed.
Zhang Cheng felt even more contemptuous in his heart: He Lian Tieshu and his gang secretly resold a few pieces of armor and thousands of kilograms of fine iron. He had known for a long time, but he had always looked down on this person, so
I look down on these little mosquito legs, so I just turn a blind eye.
"So, your country's Emperor Baoding used the purchase of green salt in the hope that Daxia could trade a batch of refined iron?"
Murong Fu said: "Exactly!"
Zhang Cheng suddenly changed his color: "Do you know how important fine iron is to me, Daxia? How can you just say it's a trade?"
Before he finished speaking, Murong Fu took out a shiny jade ring from his right thumb and gently pushed it in front of Zhang Cheng along the table: "Of course I know, how can I let Mr. Zhang do this in vain?
This jade ring was a favorite of Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty and was worth tens of thousands of gold. I know that Mr. Zhang is fond of rare jade objects, so I spent a lot of effort to get this thing. I hope Mr. Zhang can accept it."
It is natural that Song Taizong's favorite thing is nonsense, and the other party cannot verify it anyway, but to say it is worth tens of thousands of gold is not an exaggeration at all. The shape of this jade is exactly the same as the Seven Treasures Ring that Wu Yazi passed on to him.
Same, there are only two of them in the world.
Murong Fu had long seen that although this person had scheming intentions, he was just a greedy person. If he really had principles, he would have left long ago. Putting on this righteous and awe-inspiring posture is just "getting more money". Since
If so, that's enough.
Sure enough, after seeing the price offered by Murong Fu, Zhang Cheng's tone immediately softened and hesitantly said: "It concerns the national system, which makes it very difficult for me to handle."
Murong Fu said: "From now on, I will give you three thousand taels of gold in my own name every year. In addition, I will take 10% of the profits from the salt and iron shipped to Dali as Master Zhang's hard work."
Zhang Cheng thought over and over again and put on an awe-inspiring look: "How can I be that mediocre official who is greedy for wealth? Tubo and Daxia are feuding. Dali and Daxia have always been on good terms. How can I, Daxia, just sit back and watch our allies take action?"
What is the reason for bullying due to feud? Please tell His Majesty the Emperor Baoding of your country that from now on, I will allow Dali to purchase fine iron and green salt from Daxia, and I will respond to any request."