Chapter two hundred and seventy-five saint disciples, Yan family shot
"Oh? I wasn't interested in the person behind you originally, but now that you tell me, I'm interested!" Yu Qi turned to look at Huang Tianhua: "Tell me, who wants to seize my family property?"
"Yin Jiao, the eldest prince of the current dynasty!" Huang Tianhua announced a name.
"After all, the prince is just a prince, and he has not become a king yet. Just because he is a prince wants to make me surrender, it is not enough! It is not enough!" Yu Qi looked at Huang Tianhua: "Besides, how can a prince of a prince compete with the people for profit, but I do?
I don’t quite believe it.”
"Whether you believe it or not, the facts are here!" Huang Tianhua looked at Yu Qi:
"What if we add the Chief of the Qintian Supervisor, Zheng Tielan Mountain?"
"I'm still determined to kill this beast in Tielan Mountain, but it's not enough! I don't commit adultery, so what can he do to me?" Yu Qi disagreed.
"Sometimes, it's not the crime of committing adultery that leads to death!" Huang Tianhua looked at Yu Qi with his eyes: "I can't wait enough, what if we add Fei Wu, the third son of Dr. Fei Zhong's family?"
Huang Tianhua looked at Yu Qi: "Fei Zhong is the most favored minister in front of the emperor."
"It's still not enough!" Yu Qi shook his head: "I have Confucius as my backer. As long as it is not a heinous crime, who can shake my foundation?"
"Haha, what if we add Kong Rong, the direct descendant of Kong Sheng, and a family of 108 disciples?" Huang Tianhua looked at Yu Qi with his eyes: "Is it enough?"
"Haha, I didn't expect that for some yellow and white things, a group of people would join forces to deal with me!" Yu Qi sneered.
"Who wouldn't be jealous of every day's fortunes? This business is simply not something that one family can afford. Even the Salt and Iron Division of the imperial court has secretly targeted you. But they are concerned about your background and have been reluctant to do so.
It’s just an action. You sold refined salt and ruined the business of the Salt and Iron Division. The harvest of Dashang’s treasury dropped by at least 30%. Do you think the Salt and Iron Division will fight for you? You are eating the flesh and drinking the blood of the King of Humans!"
Huang Tianhua looked at Yu Qi: "If I were you, I would get one million taels of gold, and then I would withdraw. One million taels of gold is enough for you to squander for a lifetime."
"Haha, I am born with the temperament of 'I would rather live in pieces than in ruins'. If you have the means, feel free to use them. If I surrender to you and other powerful people, I will be a son of a bitch!" Yu Qi
He smiled coldly.
After saying this, Huang Tianhua's face turned cold: "I really won't shed tears until I see the coffin, and I won't look back until I hit the wall. I can't deal with you, but there will be people who can deal with you in the future."
Huang Tianhua fluttered his sleeves and walked away, his voice full of anger.
Looking at Huang Tianhua's back, Yu Qi showed a sneer: "Haha, anyway, I have almost collected enough gold. I don't dare to say anything else. It is more than enough to build the Taoist ancestral court. If you want to use your methods, just go ahead.
Come on, the worst is possible, grandpa, I won’t sell salt anymore.”
Let's talk about Huang Tianhua's return to the restaurant. He suddenly became more and more angry all the way. This kid is so arrogant. In front of so many of us, he dared to charge at the big-tailed wolf and not turn around without hitting the south wall. It is simply ridiculous.
Back at the restaurant, everyone was still having a feast and hadn't dispersed yet.
Seeing Huang Tianhua come back, everyone came forward to ask.
"Don't say it anymore. That boy is so arrogant that he doesn't take us seriously at all. He said that the rich and powerful people are all just chickens and dogs. It's not worth mentioning. He also said that he would rather be a piece of jade than a piece of brick. What do we have to say?
Just use your skills!" Huang Tianhua picked up the wine glass and poured it into his stomach, his palms trembling with anger.
If he could give Yu Qi eye drops, he would never miss this opportunity.
Hearing this, everyone in the venue was furious. Fei Wu suddenly slapped the case: "How dare you look down on us? He doesn't take us seriously. He is just relying on Kong Sheng. Later, everyone, I will
Then I went to Jixia Academy and invited the saint's disciples, and then we will see if he is still so stubborn."
After finishing his words, Fei Wu stood up and quickly disappeared into the restaurant.
Not long after Huang Tianhua left angrily, someone came to Shuixie Villa again.
"Young master, a man came down from the mountain gate. He claimed to be an old friend of the master and was waiting outside the door." Pipa came out and said.
"Oh?" Yu Qi looked down the mountain. It was indeed an old friend: "Could it be that the saint's disciples can't sit still either?"
"Yes, the saint's disciples are just disciples, not saints. What's more, these guys are members of aristocratic families first, and then they are the disciples of the saint!" Yu Qi's mind turned: "Ask him to come up."
Not long after, a figure with an extraordinary bearing came up from the bottom of the mountain.
a middle-aged man
Middle-aged man with white hair on his temples
A handsome man with a strange charm and a pampered aristocratic air.
One of the 108 disciples of Confucius; the head of the Yan family: Yan Hui.
Back then, Yan Hui bought the discipleship of Confucius from Yu Qi, and also bought Confucius' gold leaf, so he was considered an old acquaintance.
"Brother Yu Qi, you are well." Yan Hui returned to Shuixie Villa and looked at Yu Qi standing in front of the waterfall. He narrowed his eyes and showed a smile.
"It turns out to be the head of the Yan family, but I don't know why the head came to my place?" Yu Qi turned to look at Yan Hui, with no expression on his face.
"I came here to be a lobbyist." Yan Hui came to Yu Qi's side and stood side by side with Yu Qi.
"Oh? If you want to talk about refined salt, you should just swallow everything back in your stomach." Yu Qi disagreed.
"I think it's better for Brother Yu Qi to listen to what I have to say. After all, you've already come here. If you don't say Zi Wu Mao You, wouldn't your trip be in vain?" Yan Hui said with a smile, his face full of kindness.
"Huh? If that's the case, then just say it." Yu Qi nodded.
"Brother Taoist, do you think that with a saint standing behind you, you can sit back and relax?" Yan Hui looked at Yu Qi.
"Oh?" Yu Qi looked sideways at Yan Hui, swept his snow-white hair at his temples, and revealed a strange smile: "Don't you even see a saint in your eyes?"
"No, I just want to say that in this world, whoever has a bigger fist is not justified. A wealthy family has been rooted in the land of China for thousands of years. Saints have also appeared in this land of China, but a family is still a family? Aren't saints the same?
Do you still want to be bound by the mortal world?" Yan Hui looked at Yu Qi: "Personal strength is just a bargaining chip at some point."
"A saint cannot protect you, because it is impossible for a saint to massacre my thousand-year-old family because of you. It is even less possible for a saint to go on a killing spree because of you. Our family is the backbone of the human race and the cornerstone of the Great Shang Dynasty. Kong Shengruo is right
When I start, I have to ask Wang Tong whether he agrees. Without the help of my family, the Great Shang Dynasty will fall apart in just a moment!" Yan Hui looked at Yu Qi with his eyes.
"Oh?" Yu Qi raised his eyebrows, and he had to admit that what the other party said made sense.
"Then what?"
"Then?" Yan Hui smiled: "For example, if Taoist brother does not agree to donate the recipe for refining refined salt, then it is very likely that you will not be able to buy half a grain of coarse salt in the future. Without coarse salt, even if you have the means to refine refined salt
The solution is still to draw water from a bamboo basket? Just watch helplessly?"
"For another example, if Qin Tian Prison finds any reason to imprison you, who in the land of Kyushu can stop him?" Yan Hui looked at Yu Qi.
Intimidation and inducement!
He finally saw the face of a wealthy family.
"One day, I will personally wipe out all the powerful families!" Yu Qixin shook his head with a fierce expression but a calm face: "Haha, if I hide in the deep mountains and old forests, what can you do?"
"Hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, doesn't it mean that the young master can't sell salt? Without the interference of refined salt, all the wealth will flow into our hands again, and it will have no impact on us." Yan Hui turned around and walked down the mountain: "I know
, you will definitely not believe the empty talk, so I will give you one more day to think about it. I will visit again tomorrow, hoping that the young master can give me an accurate answer."
Yan Hui went away, leaving Yu Qi standing in front of the waterfall, looking at the surging waterfall without saying a word for a long time.
With Yu Qi's wisdom, how could he not know Yan Hui's thoughts?
How do you not know the thoughts of a wealthy family?
Either don't sell it, or donate the recipe for refining the salt.
No matter which one, it is not a loss for a wealthy family.
If Yu Qiruo contributes the recipe, everyone will naturally make a lot of money. If he withdraws from the circle of making refined salt, then all salt sales will still be in the hands of wealthy families, and wealth will still flow back.
"The rich and powerful family is really unscrupulous. Even if Kong Sheng comes forward in this matter, it will have no effect. They are suppressing you secretly, not selling you coarse salt, and stumbling upon you. What can you do? The rich and powerful family is the backbone of Dashang.
The cornerstone, even if Confucius has no ironclad proof, it is difficult to tamper with it!" Yu Qi pondered in his mind, thinking about ways to maximize benefits.
"Sir, it's not good! It's not good!" While he was deep in thought, a rapid voice broke the silence.
Que'er hurriedly came behind Yu Qi: "Sir, the salt merchants in Chaoge City are unwilling to sell coarse salt to us."
"Huh?" Yu Qi frowned: "It came so fast."
"Has anyone sent someone to buy salt under someone else's name?" Yu Qi asked again.
"Sir, it's useless. The Salt and Railway Department has made an iron rule that no one is allowed to buy salt on a large scale. If you want to eat salt, you can only buy a day's supply! Eat it on the first day and come back to buy it the next day!" Que'er said with a sad face:
"Even if we hire a lot of people to buy salt, it's still not enough. Compared to the refined salt we refine, it's just a drop in the bucket."
"How about buying salt from other places in Kyushu outside Chaoge City?" Yu Qi thought thoughtfully.
"They are all the same. We only sell the salt of the day. Moreover, it is strictly forbidden to resell it in private. There are gods supervising secretly, so the people do not dare to disobey the imperial order!" Que'er looked at Yu Qi with his eyes, and moved his lips, wanting to
Stop talking.
"What else do you have to say?" Yu Qi asked.
Chapter completed!