"Wow, Mr. Wu is so talented. I didn't expect Mr. Wu to have such a big business." Chang Yu pretended to be surprised, but in fact it was really a little unexpected. After all, Wu Mengming took office less than a year ago, and he didn't make much.
Adding in the extra money he earned during this period, he only had more than 200,000 yuan to support him. Of course, maybe he has a great career, after all, the people who can serve as commanders of the Imperial Guards are officials of several generations.
Upon hearing Chang Yu's words, Wu Mengming panicked and waved his hands quickly: "Master, don't get me wrong. I have a humble position with some family assets. I can scrape together 340,000 in cash. I plan to sell a few properties and then borrow more from relatives and friends."
After a while, I should be able to make up this number."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, even so, Mr. Wu has a big family and a big business. Unlike our family, which has no family and no business, even if you want to sell some property to pay back the money, you can't sell it. Even if you want to borrow money, there is no place to borrow it." Chang
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Wu Mengming couldn't help but rolled his eyes and cursed in his mind, "Only a ghost can believe you have the breeze in your sleeves. You just said you scraped together nearly a million, how did you get it..."
Chang Yu seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled: "The money our family collected was all the money earned by our brothers in Taiyuan. We used it to help them invest and make long-term plans."
"Yes, yes" Wu Mengming nodded in agreement.
The two talked again, and Wu Mengming left for Dongchang Hutong and officially took over the assassination case.
"Old Hu, prepare the car and go to Dashilar." Wu Mengming had just left, and Chang Yu also stood up and planned to go out, but at this moment Fang San came and told the prince that he wanted to see him outside Donghua Gate.
Donghua Gate was not far from the Neidongchang Yamen. Chang Yu hurried there and saw two figures on the Tongzi River Bridge in the distance talking about something. When he looked carefully, it was Zhu Cihong and Gong Yonggu.
"Your Highness," Chang Yu called out and saluted Gong Yonggu again.
"Your Highness summoned his ministers here, but something happened." Since Gong Yonggu was by his side, Chang Yu did not dare to be too casual in his words.
Zhu Cixiang's face was a little solemn: "There is bad news from the north and the south. I'm afraid you will have to leave Beijing in the next two days."
"There is also the matter of army rations, which must be done as soon as possible. The emperor asked you how soon it will be possible to start preparations." Gong Yonggu sighed in a low voice: "The military situation in the south is urgent. The emperor ordered Shi Kefa to lead troops to suppress the bandits, but there is insufficient food and grass.
OK, I might delay the fighter plane."
It seems that Chongzhen asked Gong Yonggu to follow up on this matter as expected. Otherwise, if he had any questions, he could directly summon Chang Yu to ask why there was the need for multiple microphones.
"The fighter plane is fleeting and there is no room for delay. I suggest that Mr. Shi can leave the capital immediately and lightly packed. As for the military rations, the first batch will be sent out within three days." Chang Yu said with a raised eyebrow.
"So fast!"
Zhu Cixiang and Gong Yonggu were taken aback, and their faces were full of surprise. You must know that the imperial court's procurement of military rations has a very cumbersome process, which is slow, very slow, very slow, and extremely messy.
However, Chang Yu's proposal had just been approved, and he promised to deliver a batch of goods within three days. This was too fast, incredibly fast.
"I will go to the people and merchants to discuss the matter later. If my consort has nothing to do, I can go with you." Chang Yu smiled slightly. Since he dared to boast about Haikou, he was naturally confident. He had secretly ordered Song Siyang before he went to Taiyuan.
For this reason, they were stocking up on grains on a large scale. During this period, at least they had tens of thousands of dans of ready grain on hand.
"This... well, I have nothing to do, so I went with Eunuch Chang to get to know him better." Gong Yonggu shrugged, looking relaxed.
"Prince, are you going?" Chang Yu asked.
Zhu Cixiang smiled bitterly: "How can I be so comfortable?" He said with a long sigh: "And what you said is so stupid... By the way, I am still preparing for the football thing, but can this thing really make money? Don't mess it up.
He was scolded by his father for not doing his job properly."
Hahaha, Chang Yu couldn't help laughing: "Anything that can make money is a real job. Also, football will make a lot of money once it is started. Ten boxing matches are not worth one football match. Good job
Do it! Just do it as we said before..."
The two chatted about football, and Gong Yonggu was listening in confusion. He didn't know what the little eunuch was up to, but from the conversation between the two of them, he was talking about a lot of money, and it seemed that he was a money man.
Seeing Zhu Cixiang's high interest in the project, he couldn't help but laugh to himself that the prince had been led astray by this little eunuch, who was only thinking about money.
But if you think about it, you can understand that the treasury needs money and Chongzhen needs money. Moreover, the prince has nothing to do every day. He is not even as free and unrestrained as the dandies roaming the streets of the capital. It is boring to stay behind the high walls of the palace every day.
Very excited, Chang Yu found two projects for him. Boxing matches and football are both games that young people love, and they can make money. They are just what they like, not to mention they can enrich their lives and exercise their abilities. This is also what Chongzhen
One of the reasons for not stopping them is, of course, if these "not doing their jobs properly" were known to those civil servants and princes and masters, they would inevitably cause another fuss. Fortunately, Zhu Cixiang also knew what he was doing, and he was just hiding behind and secretly controlling it.
Outside Dong'an Gate, Chang Yu and Gong Yonggu got on the carriage and headed straight for Zhengyang Gate along the Imperial City. There were dozens of guards in royal robes standing around the carriage. Pedestrians and horses on the street stayed away when they saw the carriage.
There are people here who are untouchable.
"Eunuch Chang has always kept a low profile, but now he is like this... It seems that the situation outside is really serious." Gong Yonggu frowned as he looked at the attendant Jin Yiwei outside the car.
"You must have heard about the two consecutive assassinations after our family returned to the palace, right?" Chang Yu raised the corner of his mouth and showed a smile.
"I've heard something, but I don't know it yet. I heard that two princes from Dongchang were accused of being the instigators behind the scenes, which caused other nobles to protest, accusing Dongchang of subjugation, frame-up, and petitioning outside the Qianqing Gate."
Chang Yu shrugged and smiled slightly: "In my opinion, what is going on?"
Gong Yonggu stared at Chang Yu for a long time: "I believe in you. I have believed in you since the first time I saw you!"
Upon hearing this, Chang Yu immediately straightened his body and bowed to Gong Yonggu: "A word from you is enough!"
Dashilan is the most famous red light district and commercial district in Beijing. No matter day or night, the streets are always busy with traffic and crowded with shops of all kinds, of which ** is the most popular, followed by wine shops and theaters.
Guanghe Building was originally a teahouse with a front and back yard. It was being renovated at the time and there were rumors that it was being bought by a wealthy man and was going to be converted into a theater.
The carriage stopped in front of Guanghe Building. Chang Yu looked at this old building and sighed in his heart. This building was one of the four major theaters in the Qing Dynasty. At this time, by some strange combination of circumstances, the prince sent someone to secretly capture it and prepare for it.
It is used as a boxing arena to inject new entertainment projects into the capital.
Behind the building is the second courtyard, which is not big but very elegant.
The Twelve Taibao were drinking tea and chatting in the backyard lobby at this time. Everyone's face could not hide the excitement. When they heard Chang Yu's arrival, they all went out to greet him: "Master Chang, you are here. Master Chang, please..." (To be continued)