After rebirth, the prince will fight in the house for me

Lu Wenqian did not answer him directly, but deliberately whetted Song Chuyuan's appetite: "You can make a bold guess, I'm afraid the Song family master won't think of it."

"Hmph, no one knows that you and Zhang Jinnian have been secretly communicating. If he hadn't used the court's money to help you, who else in the entire Dayue Dynasty would have been able to get so much money."

Song Chuyuan snorted disdainfully: "Lu Wenqian, do you really think that Zhang Jinnian can cover the sky with one hand, and how dare you use money from the national treasury to seek personal gain for you?"

"That's quite confusing to say."

Lu Wenqian said: "I don't know where the Song family master heard the rumor. He thinks that I and Superintendent Zhang are secretly collaborating?"

"Yes, my brother and the eunuch have never had any beneficial relationship. How could the eunuch be so stupid as to embezzle money from the treasury to help the Lu family?"

Lu Wenjing felt that Song Chuyuan's idea was ridiculous.

And Song Chuyuan didn't believe that the Lu family could still afford so much money now.

Not to mention the immeasurable amount of money that Lu Yanchao had spent fighting for silk with him before. Just taking into account the compensation given by the Lu family to everyone last year, it was already bankrupt. This year, the two families continued to fight for silk. Where did the Lu family come from?

"If Zhang Jinnian hadn't helped, where would the money for the silk that the Lu family had accumulated this year come from?"

Song Chuyuan looked at the mortgage documents in Lu Wenjing's hand, with confusion written all over his face: "Not to mention the loan of tens of millions of taels."

"Is it possible that our Lu family has never accumulated silk from the beginning to the end?"

Lu Wenjing stared at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "To be honest, until now, I can't find a single silk thread in any of the treasuries of my Lu family."

"What... what do you mean?"

Song Chuyuan's heart began to beat wildly, and he seemed to realize that he was being plotted.

Lu Wenjing added: "Our Lu family's warehouses now only store cloth for the Song family, that's all."

"Did all the cloth from my Song family go into your Lu family's warehouse?"

Song Chuyuan felt an inexplicable anger in his heart and slowly looked at Cui Yu.

Cui Yu clasped his fists and sighed: "Brother Chu Yuan, I'm really sorry. There is no other branch in today's weaving industry that requires a large amount of cloth. Only Mr. Lu is willing to accept it. You continue to purchase silk and weave so many pieces of cloth." Someone has to pay for the fabric.”

After thinking for a while, he continued: "It's just that Brother Chu Yuan has to weigh it carefully if he continues to purchase silk. The current price is unprofitable even if the material is the best."

Song Chuyuan sat down on the ground tremblingly, looked at everyone angrily, and hesitated: "You... how dare you team up to plot against me?"

He realized belatedly that the silk he collected from the Chen family might not have been obtained by the Lu family.

"Brother Chu Yuan's words are wrong. Businessmen have always been profit-oriented. Could it be that Brother Chu Yuan, who has been struggling in the business world for all these years, does not understand such a simple truth? Let alone you let so many people die for your own selfishness. A way to survive.”

Cui Yu had no intention of continuing to quarrel with Song Chuyuan, and bowed his hands to Lu Wenqian as a salute: "Second Master Lu, everything has been handed over to you. I'll say goodbye now."

Then, the leader left resolutely.

"Brother Cui."

Song Chuyuan was so anxious that he called out several times, but the person he thought was his life-saving straw did not want to look at him again and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"No, it is impossible for our Song family to collapse like this."

Song Chuyuan looked at the Lu brothers angrily and said loudly: "Lu Wenqian, don't be proud. Our Song family is still an imperial merchant. We still have a lot of silk in our hands, and we will definitely be able to produce more and better fabrics..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Wenqian slowly bent down and interrupted him with a sneer: "If the head of the Song family can find a market, why would he sell the fabric to the Cui family?"

One word directly broke through Song Chuyuan's psychological defense. Yes, the Song family has no other way out now.

He thought that by taking another gamble and defeating the Lu family, he could rebuild the order of the weaving industry, but he never thought that this was a scam from beginning to end.

He was completely defeated.

Now that the Cui family is gone to buy fabrics, even if the silk fabrics are produced again, they will only be backlogged in the warehouse, and they will not be able to repay the mortgage debt.

"Second Master Lu, it's all my fault that I lost my mind because of my obsession. Our two families have been fighting for so many years and the outcome is only losses for both of us. I ask you, Second Master Lu, to be kind enough to let me, the Song family, have a way out."

Knowing that there was no way out, Song Chuyuan's expression changed and he began to plead hard: "As long as Mr. Lu is willing to show his noble hand and allow me, the Song family, a chance to breathe, I will definitely tie a grass ring to repay Mr. Lu's kindness and never do it again." Be enemies with the Lu family."

"Do I believe what you say?"

Lu Wenqian shook his head speechlessly: "Song Chuyuan, I will give you three days. After three days, my Lu family will take over the Yanyang Weaving Bureau again. If you want to find a way out for your family, I, the Lu family, can produce all the silk cloth." Take it.”

The words fell and he walked away.

Song Chuyuan was not willing to admit defeat and said angrily: "Lu Wenqian, don't be so arrogant. You are killing everyone like this. I will never let you get what you want. Even if I use all the strength of the Crescent Party, I will make you and Zhang Jinnian infamy forever." ending."

"Please."

Lu Wenqian turned around, said two words coldly, quickly mounted his horse and went straight to the Lu Mansion.

The only thing on his mind now is to see the person he has longed for.

As for the so-called Crescent Party, he no longer cared much about it. Anyway, they had always regarded him and Zhang Jinnian as a thorn in their side, and it was not possible to seek peace with them through compromise.

Counting the time, Zhang Jinnian was almost ready.

He is not afraid.

When Song Chuyuan mentioned the Crescent Party, Lu Wenjing also scorned it.

Although it is not ruled out that some members of the Crescent Party are people with ideals and ambitions who work hard for the imperial court, but they are guided and instigated by people with ulterior motives. Over the years, they have repeatedly slandered the Lu family, causing the Lu family a lot of trouble.

"Song Chuyuan, as an imperial merchant, you maliciously annexed land regardless of the imperial decree and disrupted the order of the entire weaving industry for your own selfish interests. This time I really want to see how those Crescent Party members will excuse you?"

Seeing the arrogant Song family head in such a miserable state, and thinking of all the things he had done to the Lu family before, Lu Wenjing smiled faintly and felt relieved.

After being away from home for a year, he also knew that his wife and the family had had a very difficult year. At this moment, he was not interested in talking nonsense with Song Chuyuan anymore, so he led the people to leave in a hurry.

The team responsible for escorting the banknotes had already entered the Lu family. Seeing boxes of money continuously being delivered into the house, everyone in the house gathered around excitedly.

"Second Master is finally back, and he has brought the Lu family back to life again."

"The housekeeper's wife no longer has to go out to the stall to tell people's fortunes by touching their bones."

"Yes, go and call the housekeeper's wife back quickly."

"Well, you don't need to tell me that our head of the house and his wife are very good at predicting things. She has long expected that the head of the house will return to the house today."

Everyone cheered and jumped, and they didn't care to look at the white money, and poured into Feng Ya Pavilion.

Now, they regard Lu Wenqian and Qu Yunchu as the backbone of the family from the bottom of their hearts.