When Protector Zhao looked at the seats, he was immediately dissatisfied and asked Qiu Wanjin: "How can we let Xia Qingchen sit on an equal footing with the chief master of our temple?"
Xia Qingchen is sitting, and the master of the temple is on the right. Doesn't this mean that they are sitting on equal terms?
Qiu Wanjin lowered his voice and explained: "Not only is Master Xia a noble person, but he is also kind to both of our families. He has no intention of treating the master of the palace lightly."
Protector Zhao raised his eyebrows at Lao Gao: "That's not the reason why he can be on an equal footing with our palace master! Let him go down immediately!"
Qiu Wanjin was dissatisfied. He was the owner of the place and he could invite whomever he wanted. Why would someone named Zhao dare to leave his guests?
He remained silent. As a businessman, it was inconvenient for him to conflict with the temple, but Xia Qingchen could.
"Is Zhao Yuting the protector?" Xia Qingchen said leisurely: "You organized this chamber of commerce?"
Protector Zhao looked at him coldly: "No, but I think you are not qualified..."
"Since it's not the case, why do you want to talk so much? Is the master's territory a place where you, a guest, have nothing to say?" Xia Qingchen felt a little disgusted: "I don't know, I thought the protector of your main temple was uncultured!"
Calling him uneducated can be said to be an insult to the temple.
Protector Zhao suddenly became serious and scolded: "Xia Qingchen, you will be punished by the gods for insulting the temple!"
Auras of light flashed around his body, as if a god had descended to earth.
Xia Qingchen raised his palm, looked at his five fingers, and said leisurely: "Then let the gods punish you! I would like to see if, with the protection of your main temple, you can summon the projection of the gods to come down to earth after leaving the temple."
In fact, what he wants to see more is which of the projections of gods coming down to earth dares to punish him, the Wuchen God King!
"Xia Qingchen, you are simply lawless! This Protector cannot tolerate you..." Protector Zhao prepared to take action again.
However, a teapot lid was hit hard by the audience.
But it was the old Mr. Xiao who fluttered his beard and glared, threw up the lid of his tea, threw it at Protector Zhao, and cursed with his crutch: "Get out of here! You bastard!"
The rest of the people were also very angry and threw fruit plates and other things at it.
What does it mean when someone named Zhao keeps asking for trouble?
Zhao Yuting was annoyed and threatened: "You all want to be enemies of the temple, don't you?"
Old Mrs. Xiao chuckled: "Since your temple feels that my Xiao family is an enemy of the temple, the annual incense money of 100 billion Liang coins will not be paid from this year on."
"Yes! My Huang family makes tens of billions of cool coins in offerings every year, but in the end we are still enemies in the eyes of the temple."
"The temple is so majestic. Without our local aristocratic families in southern Xinjiang to support it, how could it be today? What a white-eyed wolf!"
"My Wang family will no longer worship you, and people from the temple should not come to my Wang family to beg for alms, otherwise they will beat each one to death!"
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One word stirred up a thousand waves. Protector Zhao's words undoubtedly angered many businessmen who supported the temple.
Although they do not believe in the temple, as businessmen, they naturally spend money to buy peace, hoping that the incense money can ensure their success and good harvest in the coming year.
However, Zhao Yuting did not take them seriously and accused them of wanting to rebel whenever they disagreed.
It can be seen how arrogant the temple is, and how inferior many temples are in their minds.
Things developed into an uncontrollable situation in an instant, making Zhao Yuting embarrassed again: "You..."
He wanted to reprimand them harshly, saying that he would have enough money for incense without relying on your temple.
But if I say this, I am afraid that this group of people will completely lose their incense money, and the loss will not be so small.
"Zhang Zui." The temple master's majestic face was as indifferent as usual, and he said slowly.
Protector Zhao quickly retracted, slapped his own mouth, and then stood aside obediently.
He could hear that the palace master was already a little angry, so he explained: "I am protecting the honor of the palace master."
"Slap again!" the palace master said calmly. This time, he even glanced at Protector Zhao.
Those cold eyes were like two knives piercing into Protector Zhao's heart, clearly analyzing his inner thoughts.
To protect the honor of the palace master is obviously to seek revenge on Xia Qingchen for selfish reasons.
Protector Zhao trembled, slapped himself hard in the mouth again, then closed his mouth, not daring to say a word.
When the palace master found out that all the silver coffins and springs had been taken out, he was unhappy and wanted to blame him for his incompetent performance.
Now, there have been situations that have caused public anger one after another, and the palace master is already feeling disappointed.
In this way, the venue was completely quiet.
Qiu Wanjin breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Protector Zhao from the corner of his eye, and snorted coldly in his heart, this guy is really good at looking for trouble.
If he keeps tossing it any longer, the Chamber of Commerce might not be able to hold normally.
Um?
Suddenly, Qiu Wanjin came to his senses. Could it be that Guardian Zhao deliberately hindered the Chamber of Commerce today?
All kinds of actions have the intention of causing the Chamber of Commerce to break up unhappy.
However, what motive did Protector Zhao have to destroy the Chamber of Commerce?
After thinking about it, Qiu Wanjin shook his head, feeling that he was a little too preoccupied, and cleared his throat: "Everyone, Qiu thanks you all for coming. Moreover, this chamber of commerce has invited the master of the main temple and Lord Xia to observe."
Everyone in the audience immediately burst into thunderous applause, not only for the main hall master of the temple, but also for Xia Qingchen.
In their minds, Xia Qingchen's status was no lower than that of the mysterious chief palace master.
"Then, Qiu didn't waste any time and started to display this product. If you are interested, you can purchase it. If you are interested in subsequent purchases, you can also sign an order agreement on the spot."
The first thing to be taken out was valuable treasures of heaven and earth.
Because Liangjing is rare, some businessmen immediately became interested and purchased it.
Afterwards, he successively took out several rare and exotic objects that were rarely seen in southern Xinjiang, attracting more businessmen to join them.
The atmosphere of the entire venue was stirred up.
Qiu Wanjin could not help but be delighted. With his strong hosting skills, he always maintained the high enthusiasm of the guests.
However, many big families, including Mr. Xiao, showed little interest and never focused on the goods. They were more curious about looking at Xia Qingchen, and they all whispered to each other in Taixiao.
"He is worthy of being the god of war. If nothing else, his magnanimity alone is unmatched by ordinary people."
"Isn't that right? When the main hall master of the temple comes, he will not change his expression and will not be respectful. There are very few people who can really do this."
"He is indeed the figure of a war god! It seems that we in Liangjing have finally found a decent future pillar. He has made such great achievements at such a young age, and the future can be imagined!"
"It would be better if he came to southern Xinjiang to take up a post. He would kill those barbarians and see if they dare to be rampant!"
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In addition, the main hall master of the temple on the high platform had closed his eyes at some point and was recuperating. He showed no interest in the goods listed.