The Big Landlord

The Ciming Palace became quieter because of the Empress Dowager.

Chongming Emperor narrowed his eyes. He did not expect his grandmother to know so quickly that his heart was ups and downs, but his face was not moving. He was the emperor of the 27th year. It was easy to cover this mood.

"Is there such a thing, grandmother summoned the grandson just to say this?"

The Empress Dowager did not turn around, "It is this."

Chongming Emperor suddenly showed a trace of dissatisfaction, coldly said: "Grandma, isn't it, the king wants you to ask your grandchildren?"

If this is the case, he will be even more polite.

More than a decade ago, the Emperor retired from the harem, and since then he did not ask for political affairs. Later, the emperor took Fu Xiaotian into the palace to raise him. At that time, the Empress Dowager also liked Fu Wutian, almost treating him as his own grandson. .

This has always made Chongming Emperor very dissatisfied.

It is because of their actions, as a result, he is now being restrained by a yellow-haired child, and his face is lost. Ming Ming is their own son and grandson, but the two are looking at Fu Xiao’s family. The father is even interested. Passing the throne to Fu Xiao, this incident has always been a thorn in his heart, how can not pull it out, so he does not have the intimacy between the grandparents and grandchildren.

"No, I haven't found a grandmother."

The Empress Dowager looked at the coldness on his face and finally sighed.

She knew that Chongming emperor resented them. At first he was also very embarrassed, but thought of what he did after he ascended the throne. Even her woman had know that her grandson was not worthy of being an emperor. If there was no Fu Xiao and his son, this country might have fallen. .

Although the Empress Dowager is deeply in the harem, she is not a woman without an eye. If time can come back, she will still support the decision of the emperor.

Chongming Emperor: "Grandma has something to say or not, and there are still many government affairs to deal with."

The latter sentence is said to be grand.

If the Empress Dowager does not know his virtue, I am afraid that she will believe it. In the past few years, her grandson has not dealt with politics seriously. She only knows how to indulge in beauty, so every time she hears these rumors, she is very chilling. His embarrassment has ceased to exist.

The Empress Dowager slowly relieved the respiratory tract: "You can't marry the king."

Chongming Emperor looked at him fiercely, his expression was cold, "Grandma, you are the emperor!"

The Empress Dowager knew that the following words would make him even more angry, but she still chose to say: "The mourner knows, but this is the purpose of your father. He had a secret purpose before his death, and no one can marry the king. Unless he is willing to do so."

"Is the Emperor first treating me as his son? Why, Fu Xiao is not his biological son. Why did the Emperor confront him and his sons better than each other, and even let their father and son be restrained everywhere?! "Chongming Emperor is not unexpectedly angry.

"Emperor." The Empress Dowager’s kind face was more serious and cold, staring at him and saying: "Before you said this, have you thought about the reasons, have you reviewed yourself in these years? ?"

Which grandmother does not want to love her daughter!

The Empress Dowager regretted that he really should not condone his mother, otherwise he would not become a faint prince now. Perhaps she should not have closed her eyes to the behavior of Empress Rong Rong. The only son of Chongming is one. There is competition to make people grow up, so now he will not know how important the throne is, and what is at his fingertips will not be taken seriously.

Chongming Emperor shouted out loudly: "Hey is the emperor, and the whole of Asia is awkward. What do you think about it? Who dares to blame? Grandma can't!"

After finishing this sentence, Chongming Emperor forced the sleeves to leave Ciming Palace.

The Empress Dowager looked at his angry back and shook his body.

Baozhu quickly helped her: "The Queen Mother, be careful!"

The Empress Dowager shook his head. "The mourner is old, and he can't control him. Now he can only pin his hopes on the king, otherwise the ancestral foundation will be destroyed in his hands sooner or later."

"The Empress Dowager..."

The Empress Dowager stopped her: "Help the mourner to rest."

"Yes."

......

An Ziran didn't know what happened in the palace, but after that day, there was no movement on the other side of the palace, and there was no more thing to go to the Fuwangfu showgirl. It seemed to really stop.

However, he admired the generosity of the emperor. This is the emperor who really cares about the rise and fall of the country and does not care whether it is his own blood. In the heart of the emperor, I am afraid that as long as the emperor is surnamed Fu, is it true that his son does not matter? It is.

After the event, Zhang boss of Fenghua gambling house also found him.

The two met at a teahouse, and Fu had nothing to do with him, so he did not accompany him this time. Only Shao Fei followed him.

Boss Zhang arrived early, and told the younger brother of the running hall to see An Ziran ask him to go to the box on the second floor. An Ziran’s appearance is quite good. Xiao Er listened to Zhang’s description and recognized him almost at a glance. People please go to the box on the second floor.

"An Gongzi."

When Boss Zhang heard the knocking on the door and immediately walked over to open the door, it really was the one he had to wait for, but this time there was one more person who looked like a guard. He only took a look and regained his gaze, and his heart became more and more sure. This An Gongzi has a head.

"Zhang Boss." An Ziran nodded to him.

Zhang boss quickly greeted him to sit down, "An Gongzi, please sit!"

An Ziran just sat down, and the second child came in with the food that had just been out of the pot. It was the signature dish of this teahouse. It would be just a good dish, and the smell of fragrant smell attracted their index finger.

Boss Zhang is a hobbyist, this will already be an appetite, but he also knows that someone is there, he said: "An Gongzi, this teahouse is a famous food restaurant in Junzi City, their dishes are delicious, you are interested You can try it."

An Ziran did not refuse, this will be close to noon, and the location of the appointment was after the teahouse. Before he came out, he told the kitchen not to make his meals. He picked up the chopsticks. He gestured to Shao Feidao next to him: "You also come and eat together. ""

Shao Fei grinned, and he was on the table.

Zhang boss’s face is a bit strange, and it seems that he is not the master-servant relationship he imagined.

Although I just met, but the three are not too cautious, they are released when they eat and eat, and sometimes the acquaintances seem to be more cautious.

An Ziran ate for a while and found that Zhang Bo and Shao Fei had the potential of a rice bucket. He ate a bowl of rice. They ate two bowls. He is not losing weight now, so he can’t eat too much. He can only say two people. The amount of rice was too big, like a bottomless pit. After a while, the dishes on the table were swept away.

An Ziran took a look at Zhang Boss.

He thought that Shao Fei’s meal was already very big. He had to eat five or six bowls per meal. But he was a soldier after all. Every time he was out of physical strength, his appetite was understandable, but this boss ate more than Shao. Flying more, very good meals, four points into his stomach, really a big stomach king.

In fact, his past life's appetite is not small, at least three bowls per meal, but in this world, in order to lose weight, the appetite becomes smaller, and you want to change back to the previous meal and have to raise it again.

Shao Fei wiped his mouth and looked at Zhang’s eyes brightly. “Good meal!”

"where!"

Boss Zhang looked polite.

An Ziran shook his head and was a rice bucket. What are you proud of?

After dinner, the business is coming. Zhang’s expression suddenly became serious. The next thing related to his later life and the gambling of the gambling house. He considered it for a few days and finally made up his mind, but also with those people. It has been forced to him for a few days.

"An Gongzi, I will not turn around." Zhang boss opened the door to see the mountain: "I agree to sell the wind gambling shop to you, and you ask me to be a matter of management, I also agreed, but there is a condition."

An Ziran asked: "What conditions?"

"Please Angongzi must keep the wind gambling house, even if you change the name, it does not matter, I will do my best to help you operate the gambling house." Zhang boss said seriously, as long as the gambling is still, he can continue to gamble The square is satisfied.

An Ziran thought he wanted to say something and keep the gambling house? What he wants is more than just this. "Boss boss, I definitely want to run a gambling house. What I want is not a small fight."

Zhang boss looked at him with a sly look, maybe he really met a noble person.

"Next, let's talk about the price of the gambling house."

Although the wind gambling house is bankrupt, it is still very valuable. If it is not the other, it is said that its geographical location is located in the most lively street of Junzi City. The huge traffic has become the basis for the opening of the gambling house. And the area is also wide.

The land price of the Fenghua gambling house may not be too high more than a decade ago, but after so many years, the street has developed and it is very difficult to buy a large and good land.

As soon as I mentioned this, Zhang Boss immediately turned his face.

An Ziran gestured Shao Fei to take things out.

Shao Fei took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, but the number was not enough, but the denomination of each one was 10,000, a full ten. Some gambling houses may not be able to earn this number in one year.

An Ziran took the silver ticket and placed it in front of Zhang Bo. "I have verified the value of the land of Fenghua gambling. There are 100,000 here. If there is no problem, I will sign the contract."

Zhang Boss trembled and took over 100,000 silver tickets.

Although Fenghua Gaming Square is one of the top ten gambling fairs in Junzi City, it is only barely hanging at the end. This is the first time he has seen so many silver tickets with a denomination of 10,000 yuan. He became more and more aware that Anzi was unfathomable, but he had been rolling in the city of Junzi for so many years and had never heard of this character.

An Ziran has silver, and it is not a general ‘have’.

His small vault piled up with real money, especially after selling the grain to Fu Tiantian, his small vault almost could not be put down, and later he was troubled, and some of them were replaced by silver tickets and brought to the palace. .

The 100,000 silver ticket is part of all his family's business. Although it took a little bit of pain to spend 100,000 at a time, he believes that Fenghua gambling can help him make more money.

Mr. Zhang has no objection to this price. In fact, the location and area of ​​the gambling gambling house is actually more than 100,000. But now that the price has exceeded his expectations, he immediately signed the transfer with An Ziran. contract.

So, in the case of those who do not know what to look at.

The wind gambling house was transferred.