Chapter 1575

Chen Guanlou was very disdainful; a deal of a mere twelve thousand taels wasted so much of his tongue and even caused a hard-fought argument.

This business was truly a loss.

He pondered for a while, "This price is very low and doesn't meet the market price."

"I only have this much." Wei Wubing pursed his lips, his attitude very firm, looking like he would trade if he agreed, and forget it if he didn't.

Chen Guanlou looked at his appearance and suddenly laughed out loud, "Wei Yushi doesn't need to be nervous, relax a bit. I remember you have Zhao Mingqiao's calligraphy and painting in your hands. Give me all his calligraphy and painting, plus twelve thousand taels, and this deal is done."

"Why do you want Zhao Mingqiao's calligraphy and painting? His characters aren't worth money! He isn't a famous calligrapher and painter." Wei Wubing was very surprised, full of questions.

"You don't need to know so much, just ask you, do you do this deal or not?"

"Do!"

Wei Wubing had no reason to refuse.

"Done!"

"When will there be news?"

"Minister Sun is patrolling the Heavenly Prison today; if it goes smoothly, there will be news today. At the latest, it won't exceed ten days."

"Really?" Wei Wubing couldn't believe it, suspecting the other party was blowing his own horn.

Chen Guanlou smiled lightly, "I don't do things I'm not sure about. I said ten days, there will definitely be news within ten days. You wait patiently. Once the silver is in place, everything is easy to handle."

Wei Wubing had no choice but to believe, wrote a letter by hand, and handed it to Chen Guanlou. Let the other party go to the Wei family to get the silver.

What if there is no silver? Find a bank to borrow.

Most of the banks in the capital do business with officials.

Only officials would be so eager to need a large sum of silver to turn around. On the contrary, commercial firms, which can borrow silver to turn around anywhere, might not necessarily find a bank to borrow money.

Officials in the capital, five out of ten, are all carrying a buttload of debt. They are counting on being sent out to a place with money to be the parents of the people, relying on corruption to pay off debts.

This business, on the bank's side, has already formed an industrial chain.

As long as you have the merit of a scholar, even if you only have the merit of a provincial graduate, you can borrow a considerable amount of silver from the bank without any collateral.

Even, the bank sees that you can't find a way, don't know where to send money, and can also help you bridge the gap, help find interpersonal relationships, and ensure that the matter of being sent out as an official is handled in the shortest time. They only charge a small amount of handling fees.

Chen Guanlou is not an official, is not sent out, and doesn't need this business of the bank. He only saves money in the bank and pays a small amount of custody fees. No wonder those banks don't like him and won't take him to play.

Still, the Sitong Bank is honest; if you save money, they take you to play.

After taking Wei Wubing's handwritten letter, Chen Guanlou went to find Sun Daojing.

Old Sun and Cao Song hadn't finished talking yet; I don't know what there is to chat about.

He went out of the Jia-rank prison, rested in the office, and arranged for Qian Fugui to go to Wei Yushi's house to get the money.

"The money can be slowed down, but Zhao Mingqiao's calligraphy and painting must be taken back without leaving a single word."

"When did the official start collecting Zhao's calligraphy and painting? Could it be that Zhao has become a famous master and his calligraphy and painting have appreciated in value?" Qian Fugui was curious.

Chen Guanlou waved his hand, "Nonsense! I don't want to collect Zhao Mingqiao's calligraphy and painting, but to destroy them."

Qian Fugui was very stunned.

Chen Guanlou couldn't explain it to the other party and dismissed him in two or three sentences.

Zhao Mingqiao was working very hard in the local area and had achieved some results.

Precisely because he had achieved some results, he attracted the attention of some people, but they were temporarily unable to spare their hands to clean him up.

Zhao Mingqiao's set was destroying the foundation of the Great Ming empire, pure brainwashing. Imperial power absolutely would not allow it.

He estimated that in at most a year or two, Old Zhao would be unlucky and enter the palace for the third time!

Destroying the calligraphy and painting was just in case.

Zhao Mingqiao, that guy, what he wrote privately could be called rebellion, very dangerous. When the above didn't pursue it, it was fine. Once they pursued it, every word was evidence, ironclad evidence.

In the end, it was he who bluffed Zhao Mingqiao, so he had to clean up the mess for the other party.

Sun Daojing chatted with Cao Song for a long time before coming out of the Jia-rank prison, looking slightly exhausted.

Chen Guanlou served him tea in person and teased him by the way: "What is there to chat about with the stubborn old man surnamed Cao, chatting for so long? Aren't you tired?"

Sun Daojing didn't argue with him, but instead asked him a question, "How do you view the Emperor?"

"Emperor Renzong? A maid's body with a young lady's heart!" Chen Guanlou complained, complaining very accurately and also very wickedly.

Sun Daojing was stimulated to the point that his eyebrows and beard were shaking; he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh; this was great disrespect.

"You, you, you... how can you speak so meanly." He really couldn't help it and had to criticize severely.

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows, "Did I say it wrong? Saying he has a maid's body and a young lady's heart, this is all the late Emperor's responsibility. When the late Emperor was alive, he didn't think about cultivating a successor, but instead suppressed him. So much so that after Emperor Renzong ascended the throne, he had the heart to be Emperor but not the wisdom and means to be Emperor. This completely fits the state of a maid's body and a young lady's heart. He has aspirations, but his virtue doesn't match his position, and his ability doesn't match his ambition; what can he do!"

"Don't say it like that again in the future." Sun Daojing criticized seriously, "That is the Emperor; if these words of yours spread, cutting off your head would be light."

Chen Guanlou laughed loudly, not caring much.

He was thinking, if he evaluated Emperor Renzong like this in front of Cao Song, Cao Song would definitely explode on the spot.

"Fine, I promise you, I won't say it again in the future. Why are you asking this?"

Sun Daojing first sighed, looking very exhausted and very helpless.

He said softly: "The Emperor is stubborn and won't listen to anyone's words. He is also thinking about enabling officials from the Jixia Academy system. From Emperor Taixing to the late Emperor, they have been sparing no effort to suppress the Jixia Academy.

The Emperor is reusing the Jixia Academy again, and the previous efforts have become bubbles. Cao Song is a stubborn old man and won't listen to persuasion, but he has one advantage: he is upright. He is the best candidate to persuade the Emperor. Moreover, he has grace toward the Emperor."

After Chen Guanlou finished listening, he suddenly laughed, laughing like a fox.

"You group of people are truly bad. Pulling Cao Song into the group, it looks like good intentions, but in fact, it is to take Official Cao as a vanguard, take the blame, and resist the Emperor's anger. Such a shallow calculation, can Cao Song agree?"

"Why wouldn't he agree?" Sun Daojing asked back, "Having a chance to return to the Secretariat, you ask anyone, who can resist this temptation? Even if they know there is a fire pit ahead, they will jump down without hesitation. As the saying goes, the days are long, and who will die is unknown. Only by sitting in that position can one have a chance to fight back. This is the way a mature official thinks about problems, unlike you, who will turn your face on the spot if there is a little calculation or a place that doesn't suit your heart."

Chen Guanlou hummed twice; he must refute.

Old Sun was clearly slandering him.

He must severely refute!

"This is sincerity; even turning my face is done with extra sincerity. My quality is a rare species in the world. You cherish it well! Without me, you will never feel what sincerity is again."

Sun Daojing:...

He would rather not feel it than experience someone's dog temper, turning his face if there is a disagreement.