Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

As if a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, the chopsticks in Zhang Cheng's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and his whole body froze in place as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points.

After a while, Zhang Chengcai stumbled and said, "You mean, these things are for me?"

Murong Fu smiled lightly and said, "If you like it, sir, just take it. There are a lot of these gadgets out there."

In the world of martial arts, a third-rate master such as Qi Liu or Bao Qianling can use his martial arts to rob families and become rich if he wants to. Second-rate masters like Feng BoE and Bao BuTong are all rich and powerful. The top leaders of major sects, such as Shaolin and the Beggar Clan, appear to be practicing hard, but in fact they are all worth a fortune.

And Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui did countless things in order to collect martial arts from all over the world, cut down mountains and destroy temples, and destroy human sects. Based on the martial arts skills of these two, accumulating worldly wealth is no different from gods plundering mortal wealth. The value of the rare treasures these two have accumulated over the past few decades cannot be described as being as rich as a country.

Wu Yazi left several boxes of gems of this quality to Murong Fu before his death, but Murong Fu threw them in a corner to gather dust. It's not that Murong Fu doesn't care about money, but there are so many gems that no force or individual in the world can buy. Can they be sold at retail? Murong Fu didn't think much of that small amount of money, but it would cause unnecessary trouble for himself. Therefore, Murong Fu simply kept it and gave it away.

Facts have proved that although throwing money has no technical content, it is indeed the most effective way. The country of Xixia was small and poor, so it tried its best to fight the Song Dynasty and begged for money, and a bunch of vested interests in Xixia came to share it. Although the Salt and Iron Envoy sounded high and powerful, after all, he was still not as good as his counterparts in the Song Dynasty.

Finally, Zhang Cheng still had some magnanimity. After being aroused by the huge wealth, he immediately realized that there is no free lunch in the world. He hesitated and said: "Young Master is very affectionate. Zhang has not done anything for you so far, how can he do it?" Accepting such a generous gift from the Young Master? Please take it back, Young Master."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to push one of the bags back, but his fingers turned into claws and he gripped the bag tightly, showing no intention of relaxing.

Murong Fu said with a smile: "I have admired Master Zhang for a long time. These little thoughts are just superficial words. Why should I be suspicious?"

The more Murong Fu behaved like this, the more Zhang Cheng didn't dare to accept this hot potato, but he really couldn't bear it in his heart.

Seeing the other party's inner hesitation, Murong Fu knew that the other party was not a fool like Helian Tieshu, so he half-truthfully told the other party the truth: "Actually, I really need Master Zhang's help with something."

Hearing these words, Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: It is indeed so. But when I thought that the other party gave such a generous gift, what I asked for would definitely not be easy to achieve, and I couldn't help but feel anxious.

Murong Fu stood up and cupped his hands and said, "I have a friend from Daxia who works in the court. I usually work with you on some ironware business."

After Murong Fu finished speaking, Zhang Cheng's face gradually calmed down, and the previous panic was swept away, replaced by a hint of calmness and calmness.

"The friend the young master mentioned must be Marshal Helian Tieshu, right?"

Zhang Cheng smiled lightly.

Murong Fu pretended to be surprised: "How did Mr. Zhang know?"

If a master of the family wants to control his emotions, he can fake the truth. In Zhang Cheng's eyes, Murong Fu's expression looked like he had been exposed.

Zhang Cheng sneered in his heart: He thought he was a rising star with a deep city, but in the end he was just an ignorant prince and grandson.

With this psychological advantage, Zhang Cheng became more calm and calm. Thinking of the recent storms in the court, he was even more sure that his judgment was right.

"In my opinion, the business that Helian Tieshu and the Young Master are doing is not a small ironware business as the Young Master said, right?"

Murong Fu looked struggling, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "My lord, I have a sharp eye. Dali is a small country on the border between Tubo and the Song Dynasty. Although we have always been at peace with the Song Dynasty, Tubo has always treated me Dali is eyeing the tiger. Last year, the Tubo Imperial Master Jiumozhi relied on his martial arts skills to attack the Tianlong Temple in Dali, hoping to seize the treasure of the temple, the Six Meridians Divine Sword Sutra. After the failure, the two countries were at war with each other. threaten."

"I have always heard that Daxia Iron Armor is unparalleled in the world, so the Lord of our country ordered me to try to purchase Daxia Iron Armor as a way to strengthen the army. But I don't want to"

Murong Fu paused deliberately, as if he was embarrassed.

Zhang Cheng felt even more contemptuous in his heart: He Lian Tieshu and his gang secretly resold a few pieces of armor and thousands of kilograms of fine iron. He had known for a long time, but he had always looked down on this person, so I look down on these little mosquito legs, so I just turn a blind eye.

"So, your country's Emperor Baoding used the purchase of green salt in the hope that Daxia could trade a batch of refined iron?"

Murong Fu said: "Exactly!"

Zhang Cheng suddenly changed his expression: "Do you know how important fine iron is to me, Daxia? How can you just say it's a trade?"

Before he finished speaking, Murong Fu took out a shiny jade ring from his right thumb and gently pushed it in front of Zhang Cheng along the table: "Of course I know, how can I let Master Zhang do this in vain? This jade ring was a favorite of Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty and was worth tens of thousands of gold. I know that Mr. Zhang is fond of rare jade objects, so I spent a lot of effort to get this thing. I hope Mr. Zhang can accept it. "

It is natural that Song Taizong's favorite thing is nonsense, and the other party cannot verify it anyway, but to say it is worth tens of thousands of gold is not an exaggeration at all. The shape of this jade is the same as the Seven Treasures Ring that Wu Yazi passed down to him. There are only two of them in the world.

Murong Fu had long seen that although this person had scheming intentions, he was just a greedy person. If he had true principles, he would have left long ago. Putting on this righteous and awe-inspiring posture is just "getting more money". If that's the case, that's enough.

Sure enough, after seeing the price offered by Murong Fu, Zhang Cheng's tone immediately softened and he said hesitantly: "It concerns the national system, which makes it very difficult for me to handle."

Murong Fu said: "From now on, I will give you a gift of three thousand taels of gold in my own name every year. In addition, I will take 10% of the profits from the salt and iron shipped to Dali as Master Zhang's hard work."

Zhang Cheng thought over and over again, and put on an awe-inspiring look: "How can I be that mediocre official who is greedy for wealth? Tubo and I, Daxia, are feuding. Dali and Daxia have always been on good terms. How can I, Daxia, just sit back and watch our allies? What is the reason for bullying due to feud? Please tell His Majesty the Emperor Baoding of your country that from now on, I can purchase fine iron and green salt from Daxia in Dali, and I will respond to any request."