Chapter 109: Back to Jinzhou!

"What do you mean?" Ren Zheng Lingyi still wondered how he thought about it.

"It's not meaningful, just ask." It's not that Tang Cheng didn't want to explain, but that he really couldn't explain. Just now, he thought more about what Zheng Lingyi would do to repay him than he considered the pros and cons.

After all, she gave too many things and too heavy. There has always been a proverb in the folk in Yunxi that "rituals hurt people seriously". These four words contain not only one of the principles of interaction between people, but also contain a kind of survival wisdom.

If this "heavy gift" cannot be rewarded, then Tang Cheng would rather not take over this business that coexists with temptation and danger. There may be no danger in this world that cannot be dealt with, but there is actually a love that cannot be rewarded, and the love that cannot be returned is the most oppressive.

Tang Cheng followed the political battle and felt his eyes lit up when he thought of Li Longji. If he could repay Zheng Lingyi's life, it would be worthy of her "deserve" as well. If he remembered correctly, the palace change in which Li Longji joined forces with Princess Taiping to depose Empress Wei and killed Shangguan Wan'er will be three or four years later.

After the matter was finished, the two of them did not mention it again, and then sat on the grass like this. Tang Cheng said very little, most of the time, Zheng Lingyi said it again, and everything she said was about childhood, and as for the matter after the age of twelve, it was not mentioned a word.

It was not until after dinner and the full moon rose in the east that Tang Chengcai resigned from the Zheng Mansion. When he returned to the inn, he saw Wu Yujun, who looked anxious, was actually waiting for him in circles in front of the inn gate.

"You're back." When you saw Tang Cheng, Wu Yujun came to meet him from afar, "Go there? Good guy, Lin Ming didn't know where he got the letter from there, so he sent someone to send a post to invite you to the banquet. I heard that you were out. The guy was sitting in the room and waiting."

The news spread so quickly, but it was no surprise to think about it. Last night, there was a large group of people with Zhou Lirong, so it was hard to guarantee that there was no one in it who knew Zheng Lingyi.

"You wait, you will be the ones who come to the door from now on." Tang Cheng pulled Wu Yujun into the house, "Go and take a look."

The man sent by Lin Ming was indeed waiting in his room. After Tang Cheng went in, he couldn't help but greet him. Because he had already had dinner, the two families agreed to a banquet at noon tomorrow. After sending the man, Tang Cheng called Wu Yujun over and told Zheng Lingyi about the afternoon.

As Tang Cheng said more, Wu Yujun's angry vented, and by the end, his face had turned into a pig's liver. "Brother, this... is a huge wealth, do you... deserve it?"

"Ask wealth and honor in danger", Tang Cheng nodded slowly. After seeing him, Wu Yujun seemed to have all his strength taken away, and suddenly sat next to Tang Cheng, "My good brother, you finally got enlightened this time."

"This matter involves too much. The benefits involved are too great, far from as easy as you think. If you should take it, you should give it up, and if you should give it up, we should do it with our hearts." At this point, Tang Cheng paused and said, "What I reported to Zheng Lingyi is your name. After a while, you will be busy with the matters in the scene."

"Report my name?".

"After all, I am a county student. I am still a sword pen from Yunxi County Government. It's hard to go directly to discuss business with merchants. This is also Ling Yi's intention." After he said that Wu Yujun had something to do, but he couldn't help but feel dissatisfied. "With such a big business, there is a bird who is a silly head in the county school and a thousand miles away, and it's just a word for wealth for the land!"

When encountering such a problem, Tang Cheng wisely did not explain anything to Wu Yujun, but just smiled.

The two discussed the matter for a while and then went back to their rooms. As such great news was stimulated, Wu Yujun did not linger in the tram. After washing, Tang Cheng tossed and turned on the couch for a long time before falling asleep. I don’t know when he was asleep, but he was awakened by the sound of rapid footsteps outside.

He opened his eyes in a daze. After waiting for a while, the sound outside not only did not fade, but became even louder. He couldn't sleep anymore. Tang Cheng was so angry that he got up from the couch, opened the door and was about to call the waiter who was on duty to ask.

As soon as the door opened, Tang Cheng first saw a group of soap suits standing on the open space in the middle of the house outside. The house surrounded by these tolerances...isn't it right, the sky-sized upper room that lie in the outer hall was just Lin Ming's contract!

Seeing this scene, Tang Cheng's irritability was suddenly emptied by the troubles of his good dream.

Something happened to Lin Ming! And judging from the situation of the police, things will definitely be small.

"That's Lin Ming's room." Wu Yujun, who was next door, also walked over in his clothes, his sleepy face was full of solemnity, "I'll go over and take a look."

Lin Ming is dead

He was attacked on the way back to the inn from Kuaihuo Tower. The attack was at the Twenty-Four Bridge, where the moon was as bright as water. To date, there are still a large number of conscripts who are slaughtering the bodies of Lin Ming's entourage in the water. Three of the four entourages died, but it was precisely because of their desperate resistance that Lin Ming, who was seriously injured, could barely support him to return to the inn.

"Is it him?"

Wu Yujun's face turned pale, and Tang Cheng also looked solemn, "It's him."

When Tang Cheng walked into the room, Wu Yujun was still a little unbelievable, "Fatty Zhou really has such courage?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Cheng sneered, what is this? At that time, Wu Sansi had been named king, and Zhang Jianzhi, the capital of the prime minister, dared to send people to attack and kill him. At this time, why didn't Lin Ming, who was facing a merchant?

"I don't know who is called a good person in the world and who is called a bad person. But those who are good to me will be good people, and those who are evil to me will be evil people! Brother Wu, do you know who said this?" Tang Cheng gently closed the door, and before Wu Yujun answered, he replied: "This sentence is the famous saying of Lord Wu Sansi."

At this point, Wu Yujun's excitement since last night completely disappeared, "Acheng... this".

"Don't panic", patted Wu Yujun, who was silent, on the shoulder. Tang Cheng gritted his teeth and smiled: "We are in danger of wealth and honor! This is not what you like to say. Besides, Fatty Zhou wants to take action, and he will not come to you between us."

"Acheng... let's... go back, it's not worth it, this money is not worth it."

"No risk. Is there any benefit?", facing the frightened Wu Yujun, Tang Cheng deliberately smiled relaxed, "Don't scare yourself, let's take a look again, let's take a look again."

Not only Wu Yujun and the other two were frightened. After sleepless all night, the next morning, Tang Cheng and Wu Yujun were the shopkeepers of Wanfulai, Jinzhou. The Jinzhou Zhongzhen City talked in a row and circled around, but there was only one meaning. He was going home. This year, Jinzhou's tung oil takeaway business was handed over to Wu Yujun. Before he came to find the two, he also went to Zhou Lirong to inform the news.

In other words, from now on, Wu Yujun became the only official representative of Jinzhou tung oil merchants in Shandong Dongdae.

After seeing off Zhou Lirong, Wu Yujun just cursed, "This grandson ran fast enough", and then someone came to visit him again. This time he came a deep-eyed and high-necked Persian Hu, who was also a housekeeper. However, his landlord was the largest Hu people in Yangzhou, the owner of the Kangle Park.

Following Zhou Lirong, the short-lived ghost Lin Ming and Durah came one after another. It seems that the news of the night trip the previous night has completely spread. Tang Cheng, who was originally unknown, suddenly became the focus of attention of all parties, but now Durah and others are just trying to find out the news from him. After all, the new Yangzhou Maritime Manufacturer Zheng Lingyi was too low-key and silent.

After revisiting the amusement park within three days, Durah's words were not much different from Zhou Lirong, and Tang Cheng naturally would not reveal Zheng Lingyi's trump card. He saw that there was still three or four months before the ripening oil was ripe today, so he would suppress it! The tighter the people, the better. All Tang Cheng had to do now is to contact people from all parties through this kind of interaction. As for the rest, he had to endure two or three more. Before the trump card was about to come out, the trump card would not be revealed.

After Durah, Mr. Wang Hanxiang also made his debut. The old man who started running sea boats at the age of 18 is now the leader of the Tang people's maritime merchants in Yangzhou.

In the following days, when the Grand Governor's Office and the Fourth Yuanli of Yangzhou Prefecture arrested the murderer, Tang Cheng sank into the wine and feasting sea. In addition to the giants, as the news spread, tung oil merchants from all over the world came to him. After all, these people were the origin of the source of goods. Tang Cheng was not negligent. Although he had gone there, he had contacted and greeted these people and let Wu Yujun stand at the front desk.

During this process, Zhou Lirong, who lived in simplicity, was very quiet.

They were drinking and contacting all parties every day. What made Tang Cheng regretful was that Xue Dong, Princess Taiping Mansion of Zhenguo and Zhang Liang from the Prime Minister Anguo’s Mansion had not yet emerged. Seeing their wandering around every day, if they had not obtained confirmation from Zheng Lingyi, Tang Cheng would have been a little unbelievable that the two of them came from the tung oil business.

"It seems that my weight is not enough now!" Zhang Liang, who was standing in front of the window in the room, walked out of the inn in all directions. It was not until he got into the crowd and disappeared. Tang Cheng took his gaze back.

Tang Cheng was not impatient, and after this period, after Zheng Lingyi released the news of the "franchise dealer", he was not afraid that Zhang Liang would not come to him.

Wu Yujun—Tang Cheng—Zheng Lingyi, Zhang Liang—Zhang Wei—Li Longji.

For Li Longji, who has the ambition of the world but is born as a third son of the Ku and now has a shallow foundation, if he has the opportunity to get a share of the fat tung oil business, would he really not be moved?

Tang Cheng didn't believe it, so he was not in a hurry at all now. The big fish was always at the bottom. He needed to pay enough patience now.

After several days of noise, except for Princess Taiping and Prince An Guozhou's Mansion, everyone else who should meet was met, and everyone who should contact was also contacted. As the preliminary preparations were completed, the season was already in August.

It's time for Tang Cheng to return to Jinzhou. The next time he returns to Yangzhou, it would be the end of October two months later. When the trump card was opened, the essence of this business would be considered to be the real start.

In the back garden of Zheng Mansion on Shugang, Yangzhou, Zheng Lingyi's voice waving high with the swing: "Are you leaving?"

"I have done everything to lay the thread, and now I have seen everything I should see. Even if I want to see, I can't see it even if I wait here." As Zheng Lingyi swung back with the swing, Tang Cheng stretched out his hand and pushed her, which made her swing high again. "It's enough to keep Wu Yujun here. There are still several months left, and I have to go home and see it again."

Zheng Lingyi didn't say anything at the moment when she heard this. She didn't say slowly until the swings were two ups and downs, "Lin Baiyu has submitted a memorial to ask the Ministry of Justice to thoroughly investigate the Lin Ming case. The prince sent another man to Yangzhou. In the court, the Yangzhou governor impeached the Lingnan Road Observer and the marching ambassador to write one memorial to each other. Now that the trend in Yangzhou has begun, you can go back first to avoid the limelight."

When the swing came back this time, Zheng Lingyi grabbed Tang Cheng's hand and calmed down.

Zheng Lingyi picked up Tang Cheng's hand and pressed the fingertips of his right five fingers tightly against the fingertips of Tang Cheng's left five fingers. She used so much strength that there was no gap between her ten fingers.

Their ten fingers were almost transparent under the illumination of the autumn sun, especially Zheng Lingyi's slender five fingers were as empty as pink jade, as moist as cream, extremely beautiful, "Acheng, this is the heart-to-heart connection of ten fingers."

"Um?".

Ignoring Tang Cheng's doubts, Zheng Lingyi, who looked down at the two of them with his head down and closed his palms, and then he tightly printed his palms on Tang Cheng's palms. At this point, the hands of the two were completely printed together.

"This is a mutual understanding between hearts and hearts."

Ten fingers are connected to each other, and the heart is in harmony. Because Zheng Lingyi lowered his head, Tang Cheng couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, and all he could feel was the laziness of joy in her voice.

"Acheng?".

"kindness!"

Zheng Lingyi moved his fingers close to Tang Cheng, "Don't you say anything?"

Zheng Lingyi's raised face looked particularly beautiful in the sun. Tang Cheng avoided her eyebrows and could not hide the romance that was revealed. His hands also changed from "ten fingers to heart, heart-to-heart" to a grip like the previous two moonlit nights.

"A handshake among thousands of people makes my sleeves fragrant for three years." Tang Cheng's voice was very low, but the low voice had a different penetration.

After chanting these two lines of poetry several times, Zheng Lingyi smiled and said, "Acheng, let me get up."

The swing was swinging high again, and Zheng Lingyi in the wind actually sang a folk song of the Six Dynasties: "I heard that Huan went to Yangzhou and sent him to the top of Chu Mountain. I reached out and hugged my waist and saw that the river water would not flow..."
Chapter completed!