Yang Gui loved this kind of sunny day, perhaps because he spent a lot of time in ancient tombs when he was a child. Later in his life, he spent most of the time lying on the beach with turtles to bask in the sun.
"Master, please have some tea."
The bride, Arjuna, came to visit her parents-in-law and offer her tea.
Yang Gui looked at the newlyweds with a tureen in his hand and smiled brightly, "Okay, okay, hahaha. A'Zhu, master will teach you some kung fu later so that this kid Xiao Feng won't bully you again."
Xiao Feng called Qu: "Master, how have I ever bullied A'Zhu?"
"You haven't bullied anyone yet?" Yang Gui stared, "You almost beat someone to death that night and you deny it, right?"
"Ah this...ah I..." Xiao Feng was speechless.
A'Zhu still felt sorry for her husband and said coquettishly: "Master, please don't embarrass me. He is very good to me."
"Really?" Yang Gui saw that A'Zhu was struggling to stand and his rugged walking posture was very meaningful.
Gee, that’s thirty years!
"Oops!" A'Zhu covered his face shyly. He covered his face with one hand, and pinched the soft flesh of Xiao Feng's waist with the other hand without any knowledge, causing the tough man to grimace in pain.
He was really happy. He never thought that his maid who had been in his family for more than ten years would be the biological daughter of King Nan of Dali. He had just formed an alliance with Duan Yanqing, and then got involved with Duan Zhengchun. It was equivalent to saying that Dali
It can't run left or right in the palm of my hand.
This morning I told Yang Gui, "Mr. Yang, should I go back and check if Abi is the same..." Yang Gui slapped her on the top of the head and swallowed back the rest of her words.
A'Zhu knelt down and bowed: "Young Master."
"Hey, I don't dare."
Murong Fu quickly waved his hand to stop him, "Although you were picked up by my father and named your maidservant, my father and I have always treated you as our biological daughter and biological sister. Now that you have found your biological father, you are now the daughter of the princess."
Your Majesty, I am married to Brother Xiao, I don’t dare to accept the word “young master” anymore.”
"If you want to recognize me as your brother, why not just call me Brother Murong, that's all."
A'Zhu followed the good deeds and greeted him again: "Brother Murong."
"Good girl, congratulations." Murong Fu took out a necklace made of huge East beads and gave it to A'Zhu as a wedding gift. Now that he was rich, the most important thing he needed was these things.
"Xiaofeng, A'Zhu, you two come back to Zhujiazhuang with us first, don't disturb your parents' world." Yang Gui said: "Xiaofeng, you go to Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures to do some activities first, and I will arrange for you to go to Liaoning in the future.
The imperial court."
"Okay." This matter has been agreed upon a long time ago, and Xiao Feng did not hesitate and nodded in agreement. Although he had not thought about what Yang Gui said about being the king of the South Branch of the Liao Kingdom, he thought that as a Khitan, he should eventually
Go back to your motherland and see.
Xiao Feng and his wife said goodbye to their parents at noon that day, and Yang Gui and the others rushed to Daming Mansion.
The few people walked quickly and returned to Zhujiazhuang in a short time.
At this time, the businessman who was traveling along the Liaodong line outside the customs came back to report his accounts, so Yang Gui ordered him to come directly to the lobby.
As soon as the man came up, Murong Fu noticed the clue: "Huh? Why is it you?"
It turned out that the man was the liar from outside the customs they met when they went to Juxian Village.
"Lord, I found him."
The power of Zhujiazhuang is developing rapidly. Zhu Wenlong has publicly called his lord, "He passed by our village before when he was doing business. I felt that he had some skills, so he stayed. Xu Zhuocheng, this is our lord, Mr. Murong, and the one next to him is Mr. Murong.
This is Mr. Yang."
Xu Zhuocheng came up to salute politely, "I've met my lord, I've met Mr. Yang."
"I have indeed seen it before. You even sold us a picture at Juxian Manor." Murong Fu said.
"Ah!" Xu Zhuocheng exclaimed, "So Liu Neng and Zhao Si are actually the master in disguise? Alas, I also said that I lost a lot of money on that suede bag. If I had known it was the master, I should have given more."
Xu Zhuocheng's talent for business was indeed extraordinary. With Zhujiazhuang opening the path to the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun, the Laoshan goods from the Northeast were sold to all parts of the Liao and Song Dynasties, and even Xixia and Tubo were preparing to extend their tentacles.
At present, Zhu Wenlong is responsible for reselling the ordnance, salt and iron from the Liao and Song Dynasties personally, and every transaction must be reviewed by Murong Fu or Yang Gui. However, the rest of the regular caravans are basically in the hands of Xu Zhuocheng, who is already vaguely the owner of Zhujiazhuang.
’s second-in-command.
Seeing Xu Zhuocheng finish reporting the accounts, Yang Gui nodded. Although this person has the petty mentality of a businessman who is excessively profit-seeking, in general, he has a flexible mind, clear logic, forward-looking planning, and good business skills, and he is also loyal to Zhujiazhuang.
, this person is available.
Yang Gui made the decision at that time and asked Xiao Feng to follow Xu Zhuocheng and make two trips to the northeast. Xiao Feng thought about it and asked A'Zhu to stay.
Yang Gui frowned and said: "Xiao Feng, you don't have to worry. Our caravan is always accompanied by at least two battalions of Yan Guards. With you, even if the Liao army attacks, it won't be a problem, and A'Zhu will not be in danger.
"
Xiao Feng understood what Yang Gui meant, but he still said: "Master, it's no need. I saw A'Zhu when I came back. I couldn't bear to leave her. After that night... I have been afraid of losing her."
"Biao Kouba, let's do this. A'Zhu will stay with me first, and I'll teach her a few moves. When she can fight with you a few times, and you think she's ready, you can take her with you."
Yang Gui felt that this was not a good thing. It was immoral to break up the newlyweds. But since Xiao Feng and A'Zhu were so insistent, he had no choice but to give up.
After Xiao Feng left with Xu Zhuocheng's caravan, Yang Gui began to teach A'Zhu martial arts.
It is easier for him to teach girls martial arts than to teach boys. After all, Yang Gui has received the most systematic and complete set of martial arts training from scratch since he was a child, which is the martial arts of the Tomb Sect. Moreover, he has personally taught a king
Xiyue.
A'Zhu started learning martial arts from the ancient tomb sect and progressed very quickly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhujiazhuang gradually began to develop and grow, under the banner of being able to get horses, suppress bandits and even have limited control over the sixteen states of Yanyun.
Coupled with Yinzi's efforts, even those civil servants began to gradually become bound to Zhujiazhuang.
Zhujiazhuang obtained some concessions from civil officials and began to form some armed forces in the Song Dynasty. Yang Gui met a famous figure under the recommendation of the prefect of Daming Prefecture.
"Master Cai, hahahaha! Long time admiration, long time admiration!"
Yang Gui laughed and bowed to the middle-aged official in front of him.
"You're welcome, Mr. Yang."
The middle-aged official wanted to show restraint and indifference befitting a scholar, but when he thought about the trade routes between the two countries that the prefect of Daming Prefecture told him, it was difficult for him to calm down.
The conversation with the prefect of Daming Prefecture that day is still before my eyes. He is the tutor of the prefect of Daming Prefecture and can be considered a family member. He was invited by the prefect of Daming Prefecture and sat down with a frame. After some greetings, Mr. Cai encouraged:
"Work hard. I am now acting as the Minister of Household Affairs and will be in charge of the government's finances. I won't treat you badly."
The magistrate quickly nodded and bowed: "Teacher, if you need anything, just ask the students."
"Oops." Mr. Cai picked up the tureen and scraped off the foam from the tea leaves, and said lightly: "I just arrived in the capital, and I still need a decent leg."
"I have been thinking about my mentor for a long time!" the prefect said hurriedly: "The widened and lengthened carriage customized for you is made of the finest golden nanmu wood from outside the pass. The four horses pulling the carriage are from the Western Regions.
Sweat...sweat..."
"A sweaty horse?" Mr. Cai was horrified.
"Hey, that's right, it's a breed from Chief Shan Yu. I don't know if you are satisfied or not."
"Then I will, thank you!" Mr. Cai smiled happily, "I heard that you did a good job in Daming Mansion. You have only been here for three or four years and you are already doing well. The taxes you paid have doubled.
Fan, you have a great future!"
The magistrate of Daming Prefecture smiled and said: "Teacher, students understand a truth. Without the cultivation and guidance of my mentor, I would not be where I am today."
"Okay, you don't forget the well digger when you are drinking water. You know how to be grateful." Mr. Cai stroked his beard and smiled: "The Ministry of Revenue is planning to open a tax point at the border. I suggest that in the future, you, the prefect, will be in charge.
"
"Oh my dear! You are really my reborn parents!" The prefect wanted to kowtow to Mr. Cai at that time.
Mr. Cai stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "However, I heard that you are very close to a local banker. He also controls a large part of the gold and silver flow in Daming Mansion recently? We can't let this white man get too much.
Take it."
The prefect hurriedly said: "Don't worry, it won't happen. Their manager, Mr. Yang, also asked me to give you a message. They also want to give you a secret. Every time the goods coming in and out of Daming Mansion will be with you,
If you pay dividends, this is a transaction where you pay the money and deliver the goods, and it will definitely not be worse than the shareholders."
Mr. Cai picked up the tureen and wanted to drink tea, "How much is this 10%? At least you have to tell me the number first."
The prefect was horrified, "Because this year has just begun, there may be less, only 200,000 taels of silver."
"puff!"
When Mr. Cai heard this, his mouth burned and he almost dropped his tureen.
"Oh, my mentor, my mentor." The magistrate hurriedly supported him, "Don't be too little, because you have to take care of everything up and down, and there are also some great bachelors, three princes and other adults. They all have to take one. From now on
There will be more and more.”
Mr. Cai finally regained his composure, put on his airs again, nodded slowly and said, "Yes."
But he couldn't calm down in his heart no matter what. Until today, he officially met the legendary "Mr. Yang".
After the two of them talked in Mandarin and played Tai Chi, Mr. Cai finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "Mr. Yang, supposedly you are on the border and have soldiers and generals. Even the court can't control you. You can
If you are a local emperor, why do you want to find me?"
"Sir, this is an investment, because I am very optimistic about you."
Yang Gui looked at the middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing and swaying beard in front of him and smiled: "My bet is that in the future, you will be a highly respected minister, one of the three nobles, with power over the entire government. By then, let alone hundreds of thousands of taels,
Even if you want to send millions of taels to your residence, it depends on your mood."
"Hey~Mr. Yang, that's too much praise!" Mr. Cai smiled even more happily, "I, Cai Jing, have struggled to survive, and after going through many ups and downs, I can barely take the position of Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs and rank among the three ministers. That's something I can't even imagine.