Chapter 90: Daming is rich and thousand

After Zhao Gao and Gong lost their revenge and left.

Zhu Houzhao began to think sharply again.

If the glass products can be successfully manufactured and sold, they can slightly fill the bottomless pit of the National Master’s Mansion. Because now to give just starting, two million taels of silver is a base, with more and more development, the construction of more organs, it is bound to use more silver.

And in the future, Daming and the other six countries will definitely have conquests.

When a war starts, the money in the rear burns at the speed of light, and if there is no money to supply military supplies, there is no military salary, and the war will collapse without hitting itself.

A penny stumped a hero, so the problem of money must be solved!

“If I’m not mistaken, there is an invisible rich man in the world’s first thousand, who colluded with Zhu Zheng …..”

Suddenly, the plot of the world’s first original book appeared in Zhu Houzhao’s mind.

Wan 300 is a very rich man, it is said that more money than the Daming treasury! However, few people know that he is so rich, and many people do not even know his true identity.

As an ‘outsider’, Zhu Houzhao certainly knew the identity of Wan 3000.

The descendants of Shen Wansan, the rich man of his rival country, are as good at business as Shen Wansan, and they know how to taoguang and cultivate obscurity and engage in mystery.

The divine dragon wandered in all directions without seeing the end and rarely appeared.

Moreover, he will loosen his wealth and fund some people in the rivers and lakes, which also makes him very popular in the rivers and lakes, and he originally won a lot of strange people for the world’s first village. However, in the end, the end was not very good, because of the death of Shangguan Haitang, he broke with Zhu Ignoring, and was eventually killed by Zhu Ignoring, and even the body was taken to feed to dogs.

In short, this is a business genius!

If such talents can be obtained, the treasury’s silver will not have to worry about from now on.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Gao came back from outside, walked to Zhu Houzhao and reported: “Your Majesty, just now there was news from the Hongluo Temple, Wei Jing and Wang Baobao negotiated conditions, the ransom person had to pay a total of five million taels, Wang Baobao has now paid two million taels, Wei Jing has already released King Ruyang first.” ”

“I know.”

Zhu Houzhao nodded.

Five million taels is already very good.

In addition to filling the two million taels that had just been allocated to the National Division’s Office, there were still three million taels left that could be temporarily allocated to the Golden Fire Cavalry as military supplies, and there was no need to withdraw money from the treasury.

“I want to tell you one thing.”

Zhu Houzhao stepped down, paced a few steps underground, and said to Zhao Gao: “I want you to track down a person, this person’s name is Wan Thirteen Thousand, a rich businessman who colluded with Zhu Yan, and after tracking down his whereabouts, you brought him into the palace.” ”

“Bring it into the palace?”

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Gao’s eyes.

Because Zhu Houzhao, the person who colluded with Zhu Zhao, did not let one go, and now he just said that he would bring thirteen thousand into the palace, and did not say that he wanted to kill him, so he was a little surprised.

“Yes, the minister will do it!” Zhao Gao bowed his head, and then quietly withdrew from the Qianqing Palace.

He is the supervisor of the East Factory, and now the controller of the East Factory and Jinyiwei, has swallowed a large amount of internal information in the Dragon Guarding Villa, it is not too easy to find a thirteen thousand.

……

A drizzle of rain was falling.

It drizzles on the tiles, gathers down the slope and flows down, and finally hits the ground.

The pearl-round raindrops exploded on the ground, and they flowed away with the flow.

This is a restaurant in a small village in the territory of Dali, and the door is deserted.

The shopkeeper with a melon-skin hat is standing at the counter fiddling with the abacus and settling the account, while the young man is waiting for a few scattered guests while picking up a white towel to neatly wipe the table.

At the door of this restaurant, sat an old man in a beggar’s suit, his hair gray and messy.

The oil was dirty, hard pieces one by one, and the beggar clothes on his body were sewn with countless patches, and in his hand was a shiny crutch that was oiled by a hand oil pan. Padded by him on the chin.

The old beggar stared blankly at the marble-paved road outside.

“God, when it rains, it rains, and the farm work in the field is not finished yet!”

“But no, wait until the rain stops!”

Three or five strong men dressed as farmers carried hoes and farm tools, complaining about the ghost weather while entering the restaurant.

When entering the restaurant, although several people ignored the old beggar, their eyes looking at the old beggar were full of respect.

“Treasurer, boil two jugs of wine to warm them up!”

Several farmers kicked off the bench and sat on it, their thick arms waving at the treasurer.

“It’s coming, it’s coming! Little Seven, go and warm the wine for the guest officer!! ”

The treasurer looked up and saw a few farmers, showed a kind smile, turned his head and shouted to the little fellow.

The young man immediately brought two jugs of warm wine to the farmer’s table and said, “Use it objectively and slowly.” ”

Not long after, there were two monks holding oil-paper umbrellas.

After they sat down.

Four weirdos appeared in front of the restaurant again.

The four men were tall and thin, as if they were exactly the same in shape, and they wore the same clothes.

With a black crown on their heads, a black veil, black bottoms, black boots and tied feet, except for the color of the upper body of the shirt, which is bright peacock blue, the clothes of these four people are all black.

The four did not hold umbrellas, but there was no trace of water on their bodies.

This feels very strange.

After arriving at the door of the restaurant, the four people looked at the old beggar in unison.

The leader said: “Sir, Jin Yiwei is coming, do you want us to send you away first?” ”

The old beggar did not speak, still looking at the marble pavement.

Seeing this, the leader stepped into the restaurant and sat at the table closest to the old beggar, and did not greet the dispenser to serve the food, just waited in silence.

“Alas….”

The old beggar suddenly sighed.

The farmer who was drinking stopped moving, the monk who was chanting the sutra shut up, and the four strange men looked over in unison.

It seems that this old beggar is a big man whose every move they cannot ignore.

The old beggar is thirteen thousand.

Since learning that Zhu Lian was dead and the Dragon Guarding Villa was cleared, Wan Thirteen Qian quickly fled Daming and hid in a small village in Dali Kingdom.

Brought a lot of masters.

Those farmers, an old and a young monk, and the treasurer of this restaurant were all his thirteen thousand people.

Just a quarter of an hour ago.

Thirteen thousand got the news.

Jin Yiwei followed his escape footsteps and tracked down Dali all the way.

Chased down this small place called Yangyi Village.

Run now, it’s hard to run away.

Moreover, Wan 300 also has enough confidence in the masters around him.

Especially the four weirdos sitting behind him.

Four Ghosts of Xiangxi!



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