A middle-aged man in silk clothes got off his horse, followed by dozens of horsemen.
These followers were all serious in speech, with cold expressions on their faces, regular movements, steady legs, strong arms, and the cold and stern look in their eyes was almost the same as that of the Shadow Guards.
This middle-aged man is naturally the head of the Ming family - Ming Xun.
Everyone in the Ming family knows that these followers are the ones the family leader truly trusts. No matter how hard they try, they are still outsiders.
Ming Xun, the eldest son of the Ming family, had been waiting at the door of his house early. He took the riding whip from Ming Xun and followed Ming Xun: "Father, you are back. Is Zhao Guo and his party going well?"
When Ming Xun heard the words of his eldest son, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Everything goes well. If our Ming family can win the position of leader of the Central Plains Wulin Alliance in this martial arts competition, we can go one step further!"
Ming Qi cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, father!"
Ming Xun waved his hand and said, "Qi'er, follow my father to the study to discuss matters. The rest of you should leave first."
Many servants bowed: "Yes."
Just as many servants were leaving, Mingzhou suddenly ran in front of Mingxun from a small courtyard. Perhaps because he was running too fast, Mingzhou suddenly stumbled and almost fell to the bluestone ground. Fortunately, Mingxun extended his hand.
Hold on, otherwise the Ming family will almost stage a scene where the white-haired man sends the black-haired man away that day.
Ming Xun took back his hand on Mingzhou, looked at his youngest son, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old and had not yet been crowned, and said, "You are already young, why are you so reckless?"
Mingzhou ignored the situation where he almost fell to the ground and said quickly: "Father, I have another idea to make money. You only need to give me fifty thousand taels of silver..."
Ming Xun couldn't help but frowned when he heard this.
Ming Zhou saw this and quickly changed his words: "Actually, ten thousand taels is fine."
Ming Xun glanced at his youngest son, then raised his legs and walked forward.
Ming Zhou grabbed Ming Xun's arm and finally said, "Father, eight thousand taels, it can't be any less. If it's any less, I won't be able to sit in the bank."
Mingxun immediately turned his head when he heard this: "Your idea of making money is to open a gambling house?"
Ming Zhou quickly shook his head: "That's not the case. Father, believe me. This kid is 80% sure that he can make a lot of money for our Ming family!"
Ming Xun sighed and said: "Zhou'er, it's not that I don't believe in your ability as a father, but now the accumulation of more than ten years in our Ming family will be of use soon. Don't say that you are only 80% sure, even if it is 90%
I am sure that as a father, I cannot let you mess with the family wealth at this time."
Mingzhou couldn't help but ask: "Why? Didn't my father believe most in the way children make money?"
Ming Xun said: "The past was before, and now is now. After this period of time, I will allocate money for you to make money for you."
Mingzhou quickly shook his head and said: "No, father, in business, you have to seize the opportunity. Opportunities are fleeting. After this moment, you can't make money!"
Mingxun said without any politeness: "Then I'll do it next time! Well, I have some important matters to discuss with your eldest brother as my father, so you can go and play with your second brother."
Ming Zhou watched his father and Ming Qi enter the study and sighed helplessly. He really wanted to make money...
Then again, if you don't make money, you can't find your second brother.
People like the second brother are not fun at all!
I know that I stay in the martial arts arena all day long, staring either at the sandbags or the weapon racks. I can't stand the torment of my second brother.
…
a moment later
Study door
Mingxun and Mingqi discussed matters behind closed doors in the study. Mingzhou, who had no money, sat directly on the steps at the door of the study, shaking his legs as if to relieve his anger.
At this moment, several servants sweeping the courtyard passed by. Mingzhou thought for a while and suddenly stopped them.
Several servants did not dare to neglect, and quickly put down their work, walked up to Mingzhou, bowed and said: "Third Young Master, what are your orders?"
Mingzhou asked: "Do you have any money? Come together with me, you can collect a thousand and eight hundred taels. Master, I have a way to make money. After you make money, the capital will be yours and the profits will be shared by you. I don't want a penny."
,how?"
Several servants looked at me and I looked at you. The older servant looked at Mingzhou and said respectfully: "Third Young Master, your dignified Third Young Master of the Ming family doesn't have any money on him, and the younger ones have only
Not even more…”
After all, this third young master is used to taking over big businesses. He often has thousands and twenty thousand taels of silver. It's incredible how many taels of money these servants can spare. Even if they really believe in the third young master's way of making money, how can they?
Give money to this third young master?
When Ming Zhou heard what the elder said, his face showed disappointment. He stood up and said, "Oh, that's all. Go ahead and do what you are supposed to do."
The elder saw the third young master walking out with his hands behind his back and lowered his head with a calm look on his face. He quickly stretched out his right hand and said, "Third young master..."
Mingzhou waved his hand: "You don't need to be pitiful..."
bump--
"oops……"
Before Mingzhou could finish speaking, his head hit the big tree in front of him.
The elder had not yet put down his hand: "I just want to remind the third young master that walking with your head down can easily hit a tree..."
…
Liuzhou City
Xu Qing walked on the street, surrounded by several accompanying shadow guards who blended in with the passing people. They were vigilant about their surroundings, always preventing any changes from occurring.
As for why he came out alone, it was because Xiao Ruxue and Long Binger were competing in the room.
Originally, Xu Qing watched the two shows and thought they were quite pleasing to the eye. Both of them had slender waists, and Long Bing'er's figure was even more stunning. The two looked as elegant as immortals when facing each other.
It's really a pleasure to watch the two of them fight, of course, that's assuming their fists don't fall on themselves.
And the reason why he came out was because at the beginning of the third match, Long Bing'er's plain hands like mutton-fat jade almost came into close contact with his handsome face.
On the market, among the crowd
Two men in civilian clothes were talking quietly.
Wei Heng, the Shadow Guard captain who had already led the Shadow Guards to lurk in Liuzhou City, looked at Wei Xiong beside him and asked in a low voice: "When the Commander entered the city gate yesterday, I really wanted to see the Commander holding the princess's hand in...
"
Wei Xiong said: "What a fuss, our commander is so good, isn't it normal for the princess to like the commander?"
Wei Heng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Then over there with the prince..."
Wei Xiong said: "The commander has his own plans, why are you so worried?"
Wei Heng thought of what happened last night and said, "When we were shopping yesterday, the commander held the hand of that Zhao woman..."
Wei Xiong said: "Didn't I tell you, it was a misunderstanding."
Wei Heng said with a complex expression: "When a beautiful woman with strong martial arts skills is held by a man, let alone get angry and hit him, she won't even say a harsh word except to be a disciple. Is this normal?"