"It has nothing to do with you!" Chen Xing said, "Don't make trouble!"
Xie An just wanted to invite Feng Qianjun to drink tea, but Feng Qianjun must get back his 700,000 taels of silver no matter what.
Just because Xifeng and Dongzhe are the two largest banks in the world, and because of Feng Qianyi's infatuation a few years ago, Chang'an was so tossed, and Fu Jian's house was seized by Xifeng's treasury. Millions of taels of silver were all charged into the treasury of Daqin, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty happily counted the money. Fu Jian received this huge sum of money, and with military spending, he began to move again.
The Feng family was seriously injured and returned to Jiangnan, ready to clean up their family and start business again.
As a result, Feng Qianjun learned that Xie An had borrowed 700,000 taels of silver from Xifeng a year ago to support his Beifu soldiers. The Beifu soldiers were set up to defend against Fu Jian's Qin army, and Xie An was in charge of the army. However, the treasury of Dajin has been depleted for many years, and he did not dare to increase taxes for fear of a rebellion by the gentry.
What about disarmament? Xie An thought about it, but in the name of the royal family, he borrowed 700,000 usury loans from Feng Qianyi of Xifeng Bank, whom he had befriended with the Xie family.
Anyway, the Feng family's actions in Chang'an depended on Jiangnan's support in many cases. In the end, he was not the one who paid them back. If they really came to the door, they would just use the country's righteousness to suppress them. Everyone is a decent person. Just splatter and roll outside the clothing lane.
But Xie An didn't expect Feng Qianyi to go to a fork in the road, and the people were gone. The Feng family's business in Chang'an collapsed, and they wanted to return to Jiangnan to establish a foothold. On the side, there was Dongzhe Qianzhuang, who was friendly with the Wang family. It was a matter of life and death. Time. In the past six months, Feng Qianjun even released a lot of unprofitable money to help the people in order to cure the plague.
Now Xifeng Bank has less than 100,000 silver deposits in the country. In order to keep the family business, Feng Qianjun has to get the money back. With such a huge intelligence network, thousands of people, trade routes and guards scattered all over the place, all Have to wait to eat, or let him do
"Take a sip of tea, let's take a sip of tea, you must be thirsty..."
"I'm not thirsty, thank you, I want money." Feng Qianjun said patiently.
"Little Junior Brother, please appease Young Master Feng for me first."
Feng Qianjun: "Mr. Xie, let's make an appointment. I'll bring someone over to move things..."
Chen Xing: "Brother Feng, you have something to say, don't get excited."
Xie An: "Junior brother, what magic weapon did you bring, can you temporarily deliver it to Young Master Feng for me?"
"No!" Chen Xing said, "Senior Brother Xie, I'm still talking to you here, so you're going to hit me with the magic weapon?"
"What do I want the magic weapon for?" Feng Qianjun said, "Won't I ask Chen Xing to borrow it myself? We are more familiar than you! Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Xie, I really have to pay back the money this time."
"Ah! Little Junior Brother, do you know the legendary 'touching stone into gold'?"
"No!" Chen Xing said frantically, "There is no such spell!"
"I'll pick it up right now," Xie An said immediately, "please wait a moment and sit for a while. An Shi will do what he says."
Feng Qianjun had already had a belly of tea at Xie's house today. Hearing this, he stood outside the hall and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Xie An's house plus the collection of calligraphy and paintings should be worth a lot of money, but 700,000 taels of silver seems to be quite a lot. Xie An doesn't live with the rest of the Xie family, I just don't know if it's worth it. Affordable.
Feng Qianjun turned around and said, "Where's Xiang Shu?"
Xiang Shu was impatient to hear the two quarrel, so he left again.
Chen Xing looked at Feng Qianjun, suddenly laughed, and said, "Brother Feng, you seem to have changed a bit after you have been apart for years."
Feng Qianjun was a little surprised. He looked at himself and said, "Has it changed?"
Chen Xing looked at Feng Qianjun for a long time, and always felt that Feng Qianjun had changed, but he couldn't tell. It seemed that there was a very faint evil spirit between his eyebrows and his eyes, and he became a little bad because he had controlled the forest that was refined with resentment. Rod knife
"Have you ever used the Senluo knife later?" Chen Xing asked.
"I used it twice," Feng Qianjun said. "When I got rid of the Murong Chong scout team, I was near the cemetery, but don't worry, I didn't kill anyone."
Chen Xing pondered for a moment and said, "Can I take the liberty to check it for you?"
Feng Qianjun stretched out his arms, motioning Chen Xing to be free, Chen Xing held up his heart lamp and approached Feng Qianjun.
"Don't take off your clothes... Fasten your belt..." Chen Xing put one hand on Feng Qianjun's chest, Feng Qianjun was undressing and taking off his belt, and stopped when he heard the words.
Chen Xing injected the heart lamp into the meridians of his whole body, and found that there was still a group of homologous light flickering in his heart. However, the flow of the heart lamp's mana became slow and blocked. It seemed that there was another force in Feng Qianjun's body that was resisting the heart lamp.
"It's not a big problem." Chen Xing said, "But try to use it sparingly. Resentment is not like spiritual energy. If you use it too much, it will eventually hurt your body, and it will gradually make people evil..."
At this moment, Xiang Shu came back, as if he had just returned to the room to get something, and stood outside the door watching Chen Xing and Feng Qianjun.
Chen Xing: "..."
Feng Qianjun immediately fastened his belt and put on his robe. Xiang Shu looked at the two of them. Chen Xing said, "I'm just checking the grievances in his body!"
Xiang Shu said: "I didn't say anything, Xie An ran away, are you sure you want to wait for him here?"
"What?" Feng Qianjun froze.
Xiang Shu pointed in the direction of the palace, Feng Qianjun quickly walked out, and saw that Xie An hid in the palace to hide his debts, Feng Qianjun had nothing to do with him now.
Chen Xing comforted: "Maybe you are going to ask the emperor for money?"
Feng Qianjun put his hand on his forehead and said helplessly: "The dog emperor himself can't get enough to eat, and his hair fell out of anxiety. Pay me back? The sun is coming out from the west."
"That... Brother Feng," Chen Xing sent Feng Qianjun out of Xie's residence, "I suggest you don't chase too hard, otherwise if their monarchs and ministers jump over the wall in a hurry..."
"I'm going to jump off the wall myself." Feng Qianjun said, "It doesn't matter whether the money released can be recovered, if it goes on like this, it will only take three months for Xifeng to close its doors. No, Chen Xing, you have to think of a way for me. ."
"Hey!" Chen Xing immediately said, "Why is this relying on me? I'm just seeing off for Senior Brother Xie."
Seeing that the three of them were still warmly reciting their old friendship just a moment ago, Feng Qianjun turned his face and refused to recognize anyone for Qian Feng Qianjun's sake, and only listened to him earnestly saying: "If Xifeng Bank collapses, no one will be watching the imperial mausoleum for you, news from the north. , I can’t get it. You and Brother Xiang, you have to stay outside the imperial mausoleum every day, squatting by yourself, it’s a lot of trouble, isn’t it?”
Chen Xing: "The key point is that I don't have any money either! We are relying on others. If I have 700,000 taels of silver, do I still need to go to Xie An? After all, I still owe Xie An 3,000 taels of silver. If it weren't for him in the past Support me and my master, where can I recognize this cheap senior brother..."
"Brother Xiang," Feng Qianjun saw that this plan didn't work, so he turned to Xiang Shu and said seriously, "Little brother remembers you, at least you were once a big Danyu sitting on the fertile soil in the north?"
Chen Xing said blankly: "Brother Feng, do you look like Xiang Shu is rich? I have been to his house, and all the belongings in his tent are exchanged for money, it is not enough to pay my thanks. What about three thousand taels of silver!"
When Xiang Shu heard the words, he patted his body cooperatively, showing his hands, indicating that he could not help.
"Are you going to stand on the road for a while?" Xiang Shu said, "Maybe Tuoba Yan is here again."
Chen Xing thought that you are not finished yet.
Feng Qianjun didn't know what this meant, and looked at Chen Xing with a puzzled face. Chen Xing turned his heart and said, "Okay, let me try it, Suixing Suixing, give me some money?"
So the three of them stood on the side of the road, Xiang Shu looked down at Chen Xing a little, but didn't speak.
A few swallows flew by outside Wuyi Lane, quietly.
"There are few people here," Xiang Shu said. "Walk outside?"
Chen Xing: "..."
Chen Xing took a few steps and reached the main road outside Dexiang. Jiankang East Street was bustling with people coming and going, very lively, and the market was full of people.
"Will money fall from the sky?" Feng Qianjun asked in confusion, "Do I have to find a place with few people? Otherwise, it will be robbed."
"Let's go further?" Xiang Shu motioned for Chen Xing to go further.
Chen Xing: "What are you doing again?"
Chen Xing walked a few more steps, and saw a large three-story high and splendid shop on the east side of the market. The door was leaning on white jade, and the four characters "Dongzhelian" were written, and he actually walked to Feng Qianjun's house. The dead end has come.
"Isn't this your enemy? Where is your bank? Where is it?" Chen Xing asked.
Feng Qianjun pointed to the west of the market, where there was also a large bank with an ebony column, which was the Xifeng Union.
"Forget it," Feng Qianjun said, "please come to my house for dinner, the three brothers have two drinks in the evening, and by the way, introduce your sister-in-law to get acquainted."
However, Xiang Shu looked up at the plaque of Dongzhe Bank, and seemed to be thinking.
"You're not going to rob the bank again, are you?" Chen Xing said.
"You owe Xie An three thousand taels of silver," Xiang Shu said, "if you speak, I will pay it back for you, but you have to promise me one thing."
Chen Xing wanted to say that this place is no better than Maicheng. If you really want to rob the bank, you will definitely be arrested! But I suddenly thought that when Xiang Shu asked him to save Luo Feng that day, they also bet on each other like this, and immediately said: "Okay, I don't care, but in addition to helping me with Xie An's money, you have to help Brother Feng. get through it.”
"Hey." Feng Qianjun laughed when he heard the words. He wanted to let the two of them not get angry, but suddenly he thought about it and changed his words to use aggressive tactics.
Xiang Shu said impatiently, "Okay, yes."
"Well, then you come, but you can't rob the bank." Chen Xing said reluctantly, and at the same time made up his mind to watch Xiang Shu's good show, I'd like to see how you make money, it is absolutely impossible, otherwise in Maicheng Still need to rob the bank? And Feng Qianjun's difference is three thousand taels? The difference is 700,000! Even if you grab it, you won't be able to grab that much back.
However, Xiang Shu had already stepped up and walked into the bank.
At that time, Dongzhe was the same as Xifeng. The main business was saving money and lending usury. In the last half year, Jiangnan was affected by the plague. Every family had sick people. Put aside the rest and plan to borrow money to tide you over.
Xifeng Qianzhuang has the best reputation. Within half a year, the money was emptied. Dongzhe was quite patient. He did not start lending until the Feng family ran out of ammunition. To live, have to borrow.
When Chen Xing saw the long queue at the door, he realized that the situation of the plague was far more serious than what Feng Qianjun had described. Xiang Shu only glanced at the long queue at the door and stood still in the hall.
"There's a queue over there for the loan," said the head of the counter.
Xiang Shu leaned sideways in front of the cabinet, tapped his fingers, and said, "Take the money, and ask your big shopkeeper to come out."
"Bring the deed ticket," said the boss, "the shopkeeper is not available..."
Before finishing a sentence, the principal had already been pulled by Xiang Shu's collar and was brought out from behind the cabinet. His face was full of horror, and his face flushed red. When the people saw this beautiful man suddenly rude, they were immediately frightened and panicked. Shout out and back away quickly.
Chen Xing couldn't see it, so he stepped forward to stop him, but Xiang Shu gently put the boss down, brushed his sleeves for him, and repeated it slowly: "Take the money and ask your boss to come out."
The boss was angry and ashamed, but he knew there was someone he couldn't provoke, so he hurried up to the second floor.
Chen Xing took a deep breath and stared at Xiang Shu, but Xiang Shu seemed to be fine. Not long after, an escort upstairs quickly walked down the hall, caught a glimpse of Chen Xing and Feng Qianjun behind Xiang Shu, and immediately showed his affection, and said, "Master Feng from Xifeng Bank, what wind is blowing you today? "
Feng Qianjun stammered: "Come and see with a friend, it's none of my business."
The escort sneered and said, "The shopkeeper is welcome."
On the third floor of Dongzhe Bank, a group of warriors surrounded the big shopkeeper, ready to welcome the Feng family to kick the hall. Chen Xing moved Xiangshu and said, "Hey, protector, it's alright, don't make trouble, I'm just joking, let's go."
Xiang Shu glanced at Chen Xing, then glanced at the shopkeeper again, and saw three people sitting in front of the case in the hall. The shopkeeper thought Feng Qianjun wanted to find a way out, but when he saw the young master of the Feng family and the young man, he was calm. Sitting leisurely, the scribe sat in the middle, so he took him as the main lord and asked, "This little brother, may I ask how much money you have saved in my account?"
"Uh." Chen Xing glanced at Xiangshu, thinking that I have some ghost money.
"It has nothing to do with them." Xiang Shu didn't drink the tea that Dongzhe served, and said casually, "Big shopkeeper, you are Han, what's your surname?"
The shopkeeper looked at Xiang Shu suspiciously and replied, "The surname is Wang."
Xiang Shu nodded and said: "A year ago, I showed my identity at Guizhuang in Maicheng, and wanted to pay some money as a toll, and my fingerprints were the proof. Guizhuang told me that when the Dongzhe Lian was in chaos, I could only deposit but not withdraw, even if Don't even think about taking out the money when the king and Laozi come, is there such a thing as saying?"
Chen Xing suddenly remembered the robbery that happened in Maicheng not long after he first met Xiang Shu. Did he want to withdraw money? Did he save money in Dongchul? How much have you saved
Feng Qianjun also remembered, and the two turned their heads together, looking at Xiang Shu with a complicated expression.
Shopkeeper Wang didn't know how to answer for a while, neither nodded nor shook his head, just because the bank did not allow money to be withdrawn. If you die, don't you smash your own signboard
"There is absolutely no such thing," the shopkeeper Wang had to open his eyes and lied in denial, "There is absolutely no such thing. Our number has never had such a rule. It must be the semicolon of Maicheng who made an assertion without permission. Thank you in advance, and ask the guest officer to forgive me."
As a result, everyone felt that it was Feng Qianjun who came to smash the game, but everything must be done first, and then it is easy to deal with it.
"As long as the guest officer can get the bill," an escort behind the shopkeeper took the initiative to say, "When you go to the ends of the earth, if you open your mouth in Dongzhe, you will be asked to withdraw the money. A gentleman loves money, but he also takes it in a proper way. , Dongzhe has been open for hundreds of years, and everything can’t be explained by a single word.”
Feng Qianjun sneered.
The big shopkeeper just pretended he couldn't see him, and made a gesture to Chen Xing, obviously taking Chen Xing as the young master of the three, meaning how much do you want to withdraw
Xiang Shu said: "Since you say that, let me ask you, do you still remember Shulujia? My name is Shulukong."
"Oh," said the big shopkeeper, "Tiele people, Shulujia... Shulukong... Shulukong?!"
Suddenly, the big shopkeeper realized that something was wrong. Isn't the name "Shulukong" exactly the name of the Great Danyu of the Chile Ancient Alliance? But Xiang Shu doesn't look like Hu people at all. In the hearts of Han people, the so-called Da Chanyu is the image of a middle-aged man with beards such as Hu Hanxie and Fu Jian, who is over forty years old. How could such a person come? Sorry.
"During my father's death, I remember saving a sum of money in Dongzhe Bank." Xiang Shu said lightly, "It has been 30 years since then. I don't know if there are any bills in Dongzhe Bank."
The big shopkeeper was startled, and then said, "Where is it stored?"
"Youzhou, Zhuojun." Xiang Shu replied, "Back then, Dongzhe opened a joint office in Zhuojun. In order to do business, he discussed with the Hu people outside the Great Wall and found my father Shuluwen, and offered to represent the Shulu family. Keep a sum of money, and promise to lend money to the merchants on your behalf, and both parties have bills. After the Xianbei Murong Clan took control of Youzhou, Dongzhe’s property in Zhuo County, I remember it seems to be doing well?"
The big shopkeeper's expression became serious and said: "If you deposit silver, all the bills issued by Dongzhe Bank will be sent to the main store, and all the joint numbers will be extended for inspection... I'll have people look for them. ."
"How much money did your father save?" Chen Xingchao asked Xiang Shu, thinking that he might have three thousand taels of silver, or even more.
"I don't know," Xiang Shu said simply, "it doesn't count."
Feng Qianjun also began to feel a little interesting, but it was not a big deal to watch the fun. With a look of schadenfreude, he began to stare at the big shopkeeper to see how he was going to step down this time.
The big shopkeeper winked at the chief beside him, and the man walked downstairs quickly.
"It seems there is," the shopkeeper said. "When I was a child, I heard the old shopkeeper mention it, and I would like to thank the boss, Shanyu, for his support of our account... I just don't know why Danyu traveled all the way to the south of the Yangtze River to pick it up? "
While talking, someone came up, removed the tea, and replaced it with Hojicha, the same as Xie An's family, with snacks.
Xiang Shu didn't answer directly, and said casually: "Why do you ask so many? Can you find the evidence? It doesn't matter if you can't find it..."
Chen Xing: "..."
Chen Xing thought that Xiang Shu wanted to say, "It doesn't matter if I can't find it, I'll leave now." It turned out that he said so much, just to scare him. However, Xiang Shu took out two parchment scrolls from his arms and said, "If you can't find it, why don't you look at my receipts?"
That's exactly what Xiangshu saw on the boat, the parchment in the box!
Feng Qianjun was also dumbfounded, the Shulu family still kept things from thirty years ago? Are you still carrying it
"This is a bill?" Chen Xing said in disbelief. He stretched out his hand to look at it, but Xiang Shu didn't stop it. The shopkeeper stretched his neck and glanced at the case. With a wooden box exactly like the one carried by Xiangshu. On the side, someone opened the box, revealing the same two parchment scrolls inside.
The shopkeeper gave Xiang Shu a complicated look, then looked down at his parchment scroll.
Xiang Shu: "One bill was established thirty years ago, and it was the deposit of the agreement between Dongzhe and my father, and the other was established eight years ago. My father was terminally ill and knew that his time was short. The shopkeeper of Youzhou Qianzhuang called to the Chuanchuan, and transferred this part of the family property of the Shulu family to me, which has been fingerprinted by all parties..."
As soon as Chen Xing undid the parchment scroll, he saw a row of finger prints underneath.
As soon as the big shopkeeper read the beginning, he rolled the sheepskin and ate it whole in his mouth.
"Hey! What are you doing! Come on someone! You big shopkeepers are crazy!" Feng Qianjun suddenly shouted, and everyone on the side was shocked and stepped forward. Chen Xing raised his head blankly, not knowing what was going on. When he saw the shopkeeper's face in pain, he swallowed the parchment roll in his hand with all his might. Chen Xing hurriedly said, "This is not paper! You will choke to death!"
The scene was in chaos for a while. Xiang Shu stepped up and pinched the shopkeeper's chin. Feng Qianjun tried his best to dig out the sheepskin roll. all over the place.
The shopkeeper calmed down for a long time, looked at the ceiling and gasped, then turned to smash the window, Feng Qianjun was the first to react and shouted, "Don't let him jump off the building! Hurry up!"
After half an hour, the reception room was moved to the second floor of Dongzhe Bank.
"lady."
Dongzhe Bank is temporarily closed, and the main owner finally came. A group of bosses guarded a young woman and went up to the second floor. The young woman did not arrive, and the fragrance arrived first. spring day.
The big shopkeeper was twitching in the corner, and the young woman glanced at it and said, "Take it downstairs, give him a smooth back, and pour a bowl of medicinal soup. Let me introduce myself, Da Chanyu, my surname is Wen."
"Mrs Wen," Feng Qianjun said with a smile, "it's been a long time since I saw you."
The young woman surnamed Wen is the head of Dongzhe Bank, whose name is Wen Zhe. Dongzhe Bank was also founded by her ancestor. I saw Wen Zhe put on makeup and wear Liang Hongjin. Fragrant. She looked at Feng Qianjun and said, "I've heard about the fact that Feng Da's family is in Chang'an. The people have already gone, so please mourn and change, don't hurt your body."
Feng Qianjun nodded. The two banks of Dongzhe and Xifeng have always been mortal enemies. When the owner of the house met, he was surprisingly polite. There was no other reason to kill each other because of the mutual interests of the world. They just made a living.
"Young Master Shulu's bill, please show me?" Wen Zhe said politely.
Xiang Shu put the bill on the plate, and someone held it to Wen Zhe, and put four copies side by side to verify the authenticity. In the quiet hall, Wen Zhe said softly: "Dongzhe Bank, saving money has always been unprofitable, but thirty years ago, in order to settle in Youzhou, I made an agreement with the boss, Lord Shan Yu, that our bank will take care of the family property. In this way, he manages gold and silver for the Shulu family. It is not only saving money, but also lending money to the Murong clan, Tuoba clan, Zhang Mao and others... um... The silver money Dongzhe gives to the royal family has always been a profit, the Shulu clan Then sit and enjoy five percent interest."
"How many?" Chen Xing handed over the parchment scroll before he could read it carefully.