Chapter 184: Find an old friend to ship goods

The delivery at Liu Prefecture went very smoothly.

It was just that there was a small disagreement about the value of the goods.

Chen Guanlou had reliance: your master is in my hands; although killing him won't do, making him wish he were dead is just a matter of one sentence. Do you want your master to live, or to wish he were dead?

Liu Prefecture was helpless and could only pinch their noses and admit defeat.

Anyway, the Liu Prefecture was a big family, and antiques and calligraphy worth twenty or thirty thousand taels couldn't hurt their muscles or bones; it was just eating a dull loss, and their hearts were very unwilling.

Master Du asked Chen Guanlou in a low voice: "Knocking on the Liu Prefecture's bamboo pole, will it be too ruthless? He is Jiang Tu's person after all?" Looking at the antiques and calligraphy worth far more than twenty thousand taels, he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. If this order was completed, wouldn't the share be over a thousand taels? He hadn't earned so much money in the past ten years.

Made a fortune!

Chen Guanlou told him to put his heart into his stomach.

"The two sides are fighting fiercely, even delaying the Master's supplies. There are so many big cases later, and Jiang Tu is a busy person; where would he care about small characters like us."

He learned that the Master's supplies were delayed from Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan, and Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan learned the news from Sun Daoning.

The thirty thousand taels originally planned to pay the salaries of the capital officials were detained, saying it was to pay rewards to the Jinzhou pacification army, but until now, the Spring Festival had passed, and the money had not left the warehouse. Along with it, other supplies were also delayed until now.

The Master urged several times, but because Jiang Tu and the civil official group were fighting, everyone was busy fighting and no one cared about the supplies. The Master was so angry that he cursed in the central army tent that the court was controlled by a group of selfish disasters. As for whether he secretly cursed the old Emperor, it was unknown.

It was estimated that the Master could control his mouth and should know that there was no shortage of Embroidered Uniform Guard spies around him. It was better to say less about the old Emperor's gossip.

Without supplies, subsequent combat plans could only be postponed.

On the battlefield, the opportunity for battle was fleeting.

The Master was also helpless and could only mobilize the relationships in the court and the relationships of the nobility to urge the court to send supplies quickly, and the reward silver should be sent quickly. If it wasn't sent, he couldn't suppress the military leaders below, and if some unspeakable things happened by then, don't blame him.

The person most anxious about this was not the Master, but the officials from Jinzhou and the surrounding prefectures. Their hometowns were being harmed!

Their hometowns were first harmed by rebels, and now they might be harmed by a group of soldiers for the second time. The destructive power of military disaster was far greater than that of rebels; just thinking about it made people shudder.

The officials in these places spared no effort to mobilize their respective energies to urge the court: stop arguing, handle the business first.

Unfortunately, no one listened to them.

Fighting Jiang Tu, everyone had fought until they were possessed, fighting until they had dog brains.

But Jiang Tu had the old Emperor's protection, his life was super hard, and below him were groups of running dogs and licking dogs.

Who would pay attention to Chen Guanlou running to Liu Prefecture to pluck wool?

Master Du thought about it and recognized Chen Guanlou's statement; it made sense. They were small characters like small shrimp; no one would pay special attention.

After taking the goods, the next problem was how to sell them.

Chen Guanlou thought of his 'old friend', Manager Li of the Sitong Bank.

Last time, Manager Li wanted to pit him, but he pitted the other party back. This matter was thanks to Qi Wuxiu.

Half a year later, Manager Li could be considered to have completely extricated himself from the last incident, and the case was concluded.

The business of stealing and selling antiques and calligraphy from the palace was definitely not possible. However, he continued to do the business of antiques and calligraphy among the people. Who told the Sitong Bank to have a big family and a big business, with money nowhere to spend, so they had to develop more businesses.

When Chen Guanlou took the initiative to find him, he was truly surprised. He thought that after the last incident, this kid would stay far away from the Sitong Bank and never deal with them again.

Choosing Manager Li for the transaction, Chen Guanlou had thought it over carefully.

There were many shops in the capital that could eat up over ten thousand taels of antiques and calligraphy in one breath. But there were none whose background backer was as hard as the Sitong Bank.

Give it to a small shop, and they would have to ask east and west to clarify the matter. It was better to avoid leaving future troubles.

Of course, Chen Guanlou was not afraid of being asked; he could frankly reveal the truth.

The key was that after learning the truth, not every shop had the confidence to eat this order, after all, it was connected to Jiang Tu. Even if Jiang Tu had a big family and a big business and didn't care about such small things, what if?

Jiang Tu, known as Jiang Imperial Consort, was the person on the tip of the old Emperor's heart. So many people impeached Jiang Tu every year, caught Jiang Tu's handle every year, and wanted to kill him every year, but they didn't kill him. Jiang Tu was still jumping, and jumping more and more happily. Look at the arrogant and domineering people on the street; at least half of them had bowed to Jiang Tu's door, willing to serve as thugs.

After picking and choosing, it still had to be Manager Li, who dared to sell even the items in the palace; let alone the items of the Liu Prefecture, even if it was ten times more, he could eat it in one breath, without worrying about future troubles.

As for being black-eaten by Manager Li?

Chen Guanlou laughed; he could try it and see if his knife was sharp enough.

He also wanted to challenge the strength of a fifth-rank martial artist and weigh his own weight.

Manager Li learned that he came to do business, and it was a business that was not small, so he became interested. He remembered the crazy plan of the past, but unfortunately, the financial path was cut off by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, implicating His Highness the Crown Prince in being scolded by the old Emperor.

Why was only the Crown Prince scolded, and not Prince Jin? Sitong Bank, both had shares.

Naturally, it was because the Crown Prince had a bigger target, and in the old Emperor's eyes, the Crown Prince was more threatening than anyone else. If he died today, without waiting for tomorrow, the Crown Prince could inherit the throne in an hour, issue orders, and dispatch civil and military officials, and the court would completely change.

Could he endure it?

Could not endure it!

The Crown Prince deserved to be scolded.

Chen Guanlou was invited to the back garden flower hall to drink tea, top-grade Longjing, and served by maids who were beautiful enough to enter the palace for selection. Early spring, cold and warm, the maids wore thin clothes, revealing more than half of their breasts, plump and fresh.

Chen Guanlou looked twice more; everyone had a heart for beauty. He was just purely appreciating beauty; don't look at him with the eyes of an LSP.

"Manager Li really knows how to enjoy."

"If Chen Tou is willing to join the Sitong Bank, all these can become yours."

"Hahaha... I'm used to the Heavenly Prison; suddenly coming to this gentle village is really a bit uncomfortable."

Manager Li had a moment where he really gave birth to the idea of recruiting Chen Guanlou. Seeing the other party refuse without considering, he was a bit annoyed; he really didn't know what was good for him. What was the point of guarding the broken place of the Heavenly Prison? Young people, still lacked long-term vision. ===== CHAPTER 185 =====