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Chapter 83: Hot Discussion in the Imperial Capital (3)(1/2)

Pei Ji's five guests did not disperse after leaving, so they went to the Qiweilou together.

After sitting down, the representative of the Wang family in Taiyuan spoke first, "It seems that Mr. Pei is the one who is on the side of Li family."

The representative of Cui, the young man who was interrupted by Pei Ji, groaned, "Why did Old Pei dare to speak so much, and aren't you afraid of Pei's punishment?"

The representative of Hongnong Yang family glanced at him, "That's also a matter of the future. Now let's discuss how to correspond."

The young man from Cui slapped the table hard, "How to deal with it? Still discussing it? Of course, he resisted it!

Didn’t Li want to exchange some money? Didn’t he set up a bank? Not only did we not exchange it for aristocratic families, but even those vassal families were not allowed to exchange it!

The wealth in the world is all in the hands of your and my family. Without our cooperation, how much can he get from Li?"

The other four frowned invisibly.

How did Cui let such a reckless young man be the representative? What kind of etiquette is it to slap the table? This is the kind of upbringing of Cui?

Before he could find out the intentions of Li's family, he dared to represent the wishes of all the families here and the small families behind him?

If the young people of the Cui generation are all of this mentality, it would be better to stay away from them.

"Ahem."

The representative of Hongnong Yang family said: "Last time, Li family had already reorganized copper coins on the pretext of purging the world.

The clan believes that after years of war, people's livelihood has been extremely declining, so he did not object. I believe that the clans here have the same opinions."

The other four people whispered in their hearts, "Isn't your Yang family seriously injured, so they didn't dare to object directly? But are you Yang's little moves privately?"

"This time, Li family is going to launch a new type of copper coins again, and this is a demonstration! Demonstration to the gentry all over the world!

In the letter from the clan, he repeatedly reminded him that if he found out that Li really had such a plan, he would not be able to do what he wanted."

The representative of the Li family of Zhaojun said in agreement: "That's right! Without the support of our family, Li Longxi can be able to win the country so quickly? Now that the world's situation has been achieved, he dares to fight against our family, which is a brutal act!"

The representative of Zheng, Xingyang, who had not spoken, said carefully: "Let's find someone to test it in the palace."

The young man of Cui said impatiently: "It's not that he hasn't asked several concubines in the palace, but Mr. Li is very strict. Isn't this clear that we are afraid that we know? If he is not guilty, he still needs such a dike?"

The other four people looked at each other and agreed with this statement.

In the past, they wanted to know what news they wanted to know, and just spread a message to them. Since the news of the establishment of a bank came out, no matter how they inquire, they would not have any feedback. If they said that Li Yuan had no ghost in his heart, they would not believe it.

Li's representative asked: "Then... what did Xu Jingzong say?"

The young man from Cui said impatiently again: "Don't mention that fool! The woman has collected a lot of money, and there is no useful news! Sooner or later, he will spit it out!"

"There is no news from Wang Gui?" Zheng's representative asked the representative of Wang.

Representative Wang shook his head, "Although he is of the same surname, he does not originate from the same lineage, and he has never dealt with him before.

He has become the president unexpectedly now. Although he has sent people to visit twice, he only said that he was ordered to do it."

The young man from Cui said first: "Since there is no information in Li Laoer's place and Xu Jingzong can't get information in Li Xiaoer's place, there is only one possibility!"

After a while of silence, the representative of Wang's family said, "You and I will inquire about it again. If there is still no accurate letter, it will not be too late to repay the clan again."

Except for the young man from Cui, the other three nodded.

This matter is different from the past. How the clan responds in the end depends on how they progress here. Even if the clan decides to boycott it or even go further, wait until the news is accurate before talking about it.

Seeing that the agreement was reached for the time being, the young man of Cui rubbed his hands twice, "Let's discuss this today and let them hold a banquet! How many times have this taste building been here, I always miss it."

The four of them frowned again, and their evaluation of him became lower and lower. However... he said that, the dishes here really made people unable to extricate themselves.

After filling the belly with a reserved attitude, the five of them finally put down their chopsticks.

Representative Zheng said: "It's a pity that there is no Sizhu Meiji, otherwise it would be worth staying here for a lifetime."

"Li Fuwei is really old-fashioned. He has talked to him many times, but he just refused." The young man from Cui cursed, "By the way, don't say you don't have the idea of ​​playing this Qiweilou. Today, you and I are here, so why not come up with a way..."

The four people were shocked.

Although he behaved a little frivolously, this sentence came to the point. Once the clan decides to attack the Li family, it may not be impossible to swallow the Chiweilou into his stomach. At that time... Needless to say, their status in the clan...

The five people gathered their heads together and started discussing in a low voice.

Let Liuyi Manshu and mutton soup, eat very comfortably.

I heard from my husband that in the pre-Qin period, mutton was extremely precious. Eating mutton was a manifestation of a noble identity, and only specific nobles could have this privilege. In the past two or three hundred years, with the Hu tribe invading the south, even ordinary people can now afford mutton.

The husband of the Langjun also said that war is hated, but without war, it is more terrifying than having war.

He didn't understand what Langjun meant, but he was really happy to be able to eat mutton and drink mutton soup.

Under the order of the husband, he wandered around the towns in the city these days, trying his best to encourage the people to go to the bank to exchange copper coins.

Seeing the sunset, he casually found a restaurant, one for filling his stomach and the other for spreading.

The husband of the Langjun said that those who can afford to eat outside are rich people, especially those who eat outside at night, and are rich people. It is more effective to spread it to them.

Ren Liu swept around and saw that the people in the store were almost full, so he decided to start the performance.

"Shopkeeper, come here."

The middle-aged shopkeeper smiled and walked over, "Is this the first time the guest has come to eat from a villain?"

Ren Liu saw the people around him eating and drinking, and he raised his voice, "Shopkeeper, your soup tastes good! Everyone said it's right~~~"

Several people turned their heads and agreed.

The shopkeeper was very happy, "I started the reputation of the young man and the guests' faces."

"Huh~~" Ren Liu was a little excited, "Did the shopkeeper come from the south? People in the north don't say that they start, they usually say 'thank you' or 'honest thank you'."

The shopkeeper was also a little excited, "Little Langjun... so too..."

Ren Liu nodded fiercely, "The boy's hometown should be south of the river."

"should?"

The shopkeeper and the several diners whose attention was attracted by him were all a little curious.

Ren Liu lowered his head dismay, "Several years ago, there was only one boy left..."

“Oh~~~”

Everyone who heard it sighed.

The shopkeeper patted Ren Liu on the shoulder, "Good boy, don't cry."

Ren Liu sniffed and said with a reluctant smile: "I didn't cry. I'm pretty good now. Now the world is peaceful. The boy wants to marry and have children, and continue the family line."

“Hahaha~~~~”

When Ren Liu said this, everyone laughed.

"Little Langjun, look at your clothes, what are you doing now?"

Ren Liu raised his chest and replied proudly: "You are working in Shengpingfang! You are paying 15% of monthly salary every month!"

This sentence ignited everyone's curiosity.

"Fifteen silos! Mom~~~"

"Farmer! There is more than fifteen stakes! There is a relative in our family who works there, and it is eighteen stakes per month. That's still a small amount, and there are only thirty stakes!"

"It wouldn't be surprising if it was Shengpingfang."

......

For a moment, everyone had no intention of having a meal and started talking.

The shopkeeper also muttered. He gets up early and goes to bed late every day, and only has more than 20 guan a month. Apart from the expenses of the family, the rest is only three or five guan. How old is this young man who can earn so much money? How many years he will work, isn’t it a thousand guan a fortune?

He looked at Ren Liu carefully, if he married his mother to him...

"That boy, why are you not working today?" a diner asked loudly.

Ren Liu was thinking about how to change the topic. This question was asked too promptly. He replied loudly: "I took a long time off today just to exchange copper coins."

As he said that, he took out two passbooks from his body and waved them in the air, "Look, one passbook of two hundred coins, and the other one is thirty coins."

“Wow~~~so much!”

"Is this a passbook?"

"Take it and take a look!"

"Hurry up and put it away, don't be afraid of being stolen!"

“…….”

Everyone squeezed to Ren Liu's table, and the passbook in his hand was stolen and passed it in the hands of diners.

"Are you not afraid of others stealing it, robbing it, and then taking your money away?"

The shopkeeper reminded him with kindness.

Ren Liu gave him a thumbs up in his heart, and once again used a loud voice to attract other people's attention, "Boy is not afraid!"

He patted his chest, "There is still a piece of paper on the boy's body, which records his height, appearance, and age.

Even if someone else takes this passbook, it will not be taken away, and it will be sent to prison instead."
To be continued...
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