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Chapter 26: The Old Dream of the Imperial City-1
Gu Qing soon realized the consequences of offending He Mingyu in the capital.
He came to Beijing this time to discuss important matters with the royal family, and at the same time, he also had to deal with matters related to the economic lifeline of the army.No matter what era it is in, it is always soldiers and money that are fighting for war - he has high confidence in the quality of his soldiers, and as a leader, he also has the responsibility to ensure that those iron-blooded men get what they deserve by fighting on the battlefield supply and compensation.
So even though he is not very good at it, Gu Qing patiently appeared in every business negotiation occasion that required him to show up—that was the case that night, otherwise he would not have given him an appointment to meet in the brothel anyway He has a good face.
But the originally smooth negotiations suddenly changed the next day.
Those who have already negotiated have not yet had the courage to break the contract, but some big businessmen who had originally intended to cooperate before began to hesitate.
"What's going on?" Gu Qing barely suppressed his anger, if there was any real coercion that overwhelmed the adjutant in front of him, "Didn't it be fine the day before, the conditions we offered are definitely considered good, What else do they want."
"..." The adjutant hesitated for a moment, and said some of the situation he had investigated—in fact, he didn't need to spend much thought, the other party had already shown his signboard with real swords and guns, and clearly told them who was looking for trouble: "The one who tripped us up was the young prince of Prince Rui's Mansion..."
Gu Qing's eyebrows jumped when he heard the words "Little Prince", and what he heard later really did not meet his expectations.
"...The little prince He Mingyu is quite famous in the capital. A few years ago, Prince Rui's Mansion had been in decline. As a result, the little prince took over and made a big move. In less than three years, he became a success again in this capital. Gained a unique nobility."
"The business of the Prince's Mansion is very diverse. Rice, flour, grain and oil, cloth and silk, and Western groceries are all sold one by one. Now that the mention of Ruiwang's Mansion is mentioned in this business, everyone's face turns pale."
Gu Qing's face was a little gloomy, he leaned back in the chair, and slowly stroked the armrest under his palm with one finger.
"You met that man in Yicui Pavilion last night... No matter how he dressed or how he behaved, he was no different from the rumored He Mingyu." The adjutant said these words in one breath, and peeked at his boss's expression, "Master, He Xiao The prince is arrogant and domineering, this matter is probably not easy to handle."
"...It's okay," Gu Qing closed his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "No matter how powerful he is, he is just a wealthy clan. In this troubled world, he has no military power in his hands, so he is just an empty air everywhere. .”
He raised his hand to stop the adjutant who was about to say something, and said slowly while thinking: "I offended him to death the day before yesterday - the key is to save his face, according to your description, that kid must be very tired of me now Now, even going to the door to apologize is useless, it is better to develop the current relationship with heart, maybe there will be no opportunity to turn enemies into friends."
The adjutant nodded thoughtfully, and said in admiration, "The commander is still thoughtful."
Gu Qing shook his head and scolded with a smile: "Go away, pretend that I don't know the cunning in your stomach, and don't come here to say such worthless flattery."
The adjutant smiled, and gave a somewhat out-of-shape salute: "Then I won't bother you, the commander-in-chief can think about how to get both money and sex. Our army lacks such a God of Wealth right now!"
As he spoke, he quickly turned around to catch the inkstone thrown by Gu Qing, and ran out the door with a smile on his face: "Thank you for the reward, Marshal, it's just that this thing is expensive, so don't throw it away like this next time..."
Gu Qing stared at the door that slammed shut in front of him, secretly reflecting on whether he was too approachable to these bastards.
He leaned back in the chair again, pondered and thought slowly.
Although what I said just now was mostly a joke, it clearly pointed out the help they need most now-most of the army are military ruffians who don't know a lot of characters. But none of them had the talent to do it—now the Southern Army's prestige is mainly based on bravery and combat, and it must be at least one level inferior in terms of economics.
A prodigy in business... really makes all the commanders salivate...
Alas, it's just that I got carried away yesterday, and I didn't want to make people the worst. Now I have to think of a way to make this matter go away.
But as the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. The scene yesterday... may not be completely bad.
Hmm... I have to ask my subordinates to investigate this He Mingyu carefully. If you want to get close to a person, you must know everything about him in detail.
On the other hand, Shen You had actually left that military ruffian surnamed Gu behind.
He Mingyu's character is vengeful, but he won't hold grudges too much - otherwise, it would be impossible to develop love so quickly for the heroine who always quarreled with him at the beginning, so he angrily ordered him to go down and deal with Gu Qing the night before. After the implementation of comprehensive economic sanctions, this matter was put aside in advance.
Anyway, Gu Qing will never be able to please him in his hands - of course, if he meets again, he doesn't mind making the other party's impression of him even deeper.
That night he went to find the old prince, mainly to discuss about the emperor's full power to let him handle the road construction in the south-although the royal family is declining and its influence is getting smaller and smaller, but for their clans-especially his father For the elderly who have eaten the emperor's food almost all their lives, the emperor is still a god-like figure who should be worshipped.
He Mingyu didn't have much enthusiasm for this kind of thankless task, but he had to be a little scruples about what his family thought.
He didn't want to take on this job quickly - the current situation is getting more and more chaotic. Although the Southern Army is rumored to be brave and well-equipped, it is really not in line with his plan to move rashly with these soldiers with guns. business mind.
What is delivered to the door by oneself is never as precious as what is invited by thousands of people. This principle is applicable in any field.
Unexpectedly, yesterday's old prince seemed to have had a firecracker, and sneered at his worries.
"The Holy Majesty ordered you to oversee such a large project. It is an honor for our Prince Rui's Mansion...Looking forward and backward, the more you live, the more hopeless you will be!"
The lights in the bedroom of the palace were not very bright, Shen You stood in front of the tent with hands down, staring at the cauldron stove on the three-legged stool filled with incense, she just listened boredly to the harsh scolding. Say something.
He understood that the big guy drank too much again, and he lost face there, so he felt angry.
Anyway, he never cared about scolding a few words without pain or itching, and he would naturally be able to talk properly when he was tired.
"Look at you today, huh? You ran to Yicui... ran to that kind of place to make trouble! What is your identity? The little prince of the majestic Rui Palace, you must treat yourself as that narrow-minded slave! You don't care about your noble blood , I still care about it!" The face of the middle-aged man on the opposite side was full of anger, showing a smell of burning and decaying on the face that had aged prematurely due to the color of wine, and clapped his chest with a hand wearing a thick emerald finger, obviously Very angry.
With great difficulty, Shen You restrained the urge to yawn, already a little impatient.
If he had known that these clichés were not nutritious, he shouldn't have come to make fun of it-you must know that his time is very precious, and how many accounts can be checked by listening to these few words of scolding.
"Master... calm down..." Fu Jin, who was serving at the side, stroked the old prince's chest, softly and softly, and looked up, "Mingyu, you are too, if you really want to make the old man really angry Come……"
She suddenly silenced, as if sensing something, she lowered her head again, hiding herself in the shadow of the dancing candlelight.
Shen You retracted the gaze that had been shot just now, and snorted softly with her nose.
——Recently, she has been busy with business and has not done anything, but this woman actually regards herself as the mistress of the palace. In this situation, when will it be her turn to speak.
"What are you doing?" Prince Rui turned his eyes dissatisfied, "Fu Jin misunderstood you, you want me and you..."
"Enough!" Knowing what goddamn words he would say again, Shen You suddenly let out a drink to break the atmosphere that had been trying to maintain in the room, and saluted with a flick of his sleeves.
"It seems that I can't talk to you about this matter. I will handle it at my own discretion, so don't worry about it." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath under the cover of candlelight, and said in a calm voice as much as possible, "So, son So I will take my leave first, please rest early, my lord."
After all, he didn't look at the other party's ugly face, and retreated to the yard.
In the quiet courtyard, there was not even a shadow of a servant, so Shen You couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
He adjusted his cuffs absent-mindedly, but inadvertently touched the bruise on his wrist, and couldn't help taking a "hissy" breath, a little annoyed: what happened to him today, and he got into a fight with that army ruffian, when did he lose his composure? Angry... Huh, that person is too hateful... But when the storm is about to come...
Shen You walked slowly into his yard, and couldn't help frowning slightly——looking at the man's temperament, he was definitely not an ordinary soldier... He inadvertently reached out and brushed the bamboo leaves that were cold in the night dew in front of him , the mind has already drifted away.
Gu Qing... Gu Qing...
Could it be that Marshal Gu of the Southern Army? !
If so...
He quickened his pace in an instant, and entered the room after a while, and called He San'er who was waiting at the door for instructions: "Go, check the details of that officer tonight...if it's an ordinary person, it's fine." , teach him a lesson and throw him out of the city, if the commander from the south..."
He San'er bowed his head and listened respectfully, until the master stopped talking, he couldn't help raising his eyes slightly, and looked at the expression on the other side.
He Mingyu's handsome face flickered under the candlelight, and there seemed to be a light of interest in his eyes.
"...If Marshal Gu," when he spoke again, He San'er could easily feel that this was the excitement that the master usually had when he got a wonderful new play, "pass the order to the chamber of commerce, He won't let me He Mingyu come to apologize, and he won't even let him take a pair of pants back to the south!"
He came to Beijing this time to discuss important matters with the royal family, and at the same time, he also had to deal with matters related to the economic lifeline of the army.No matter what era it is in, it is always soldiers and money that are fighting for war - he has high confidence in the quality of his soldiers, and as a leader, he also has the responsibility to ensure that those iron-blooded men get what they deserve by fighting on the battlefield supply and compensation.
So even though he is not very good at it, Gu Qing patiently appeared in every business negotiation occasion that required him to show up—that was the case that night, otherwise he would not have given him an appointment to meet in the brothel anyway He has a good face.
But the originally smooth negotiations suddenly changed the next day.
Those who have already negotiated have not yet had the courage to break the contract, but some big businessmen who had originally intended to cooperate before began to hesitate.
"What's going on?" Gu Qing barely suppressed his anger, if there was any real coercion that overwhelmed the adjutant in front of him, "Didn't it be fine the day before, the conditions we offered are definitely considered good, What else do they want."
"..." The adjutant hesitated for a moment, and said some of the situation he had investigated—in fact, he didn't need to spend much thought, the other party had already shown his signboard with real swords and guns, and clearly told them who was looking for trouble: "The one who tripped us up was the young prince of Prince Rui's Mansion..."
Gu Qing's eyebrows jumped when he heard the words "Little Prince", and what he heard later really did not meet his expectations.
"...The little prince He Mingyu is quite famous in the capital. A few years ago, Prince Rui's Mansion had been in decline. As a result, the little prince took over and made a big move. In less than three years, he became a success again in this capital. Gained a unique nobility."
"The business of the Prince's Mansion is very diverse. Rice, flour, grain and oil, cloth and silk, and Western groceries are all sold one by one. Now that the mention of Ruiwang's Mansion is mentioned in this business, everyone's face turns pale."
Gu Qing's face was a little gloomy, he leaned back in the chair, and slowly stroked the armrest under his palm with one finger.
"You met that man in Yicui Pavilion last night... No matter how he dressed or how he behaved, he was no different from the rumored He Mingyu." The adjutant said these words in one breath, and peeked at his boss's expression, "Master, He Xiao The prince is arrogant and domineering, this matter is probably not easy to handle."
"...It's okay," Gu Qing closed his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "No matter how powerful he is, he is just a wealthy clan. In this troubled world, he has no military power in his hands, so he is just an empty air everywhere. .”
He raised his hand to stop the adjutant who was about to say something, and said slowly while thinking: "I offended him to death the day before yesterday - the key is to save his face, according to your description, that kid must be very tired of me now Now, even going to the door to apologize is useless, it is better to develop the current relationship with heart, maybe there will be no opportunity to turn enemies into friends."
The adjutant nodded thoughtfully, and said in admiration, "The commander is still thoughtful."
Gu Qing shook his head and scolded with a smile: "Go away, pretend that I don't know the cunning in your stomach, and don't come here to say such worthless flattery."
The adjutant smiled, and gave a somewhat out-of-shape salute: "Then I won't bother you, the commander-in-chief can think about how to get both money and sex. Our army lacks such a God of Wealth right now!"
As he spoke, he quickly turned around to catch the inkstone thrown by Gu Qing, and ran out the door with a smile on his face: "Thank you for the reward, Marshal, it's just that this thing is expensive, so don't throw it away like this next time..."
Gu Qing stared at the door that slammed shut in front of him, secretly reflecting on whether he was too approachable to these bastards.
He leaned back in the chair again, pondered and thought slowly.
Although what I said just now was mostly a joke, it clearly pointed out the help they need most now-most of the army are military ruffians who don't know a lot of characters. But none of them had the talent to do it—now the Southern Army's prestige is mainly based on bravery and combat, and it must be at least one level inferior in terms of economics.
A prodigy in business... really makes all the commanders salivate...
Alas, it's just that I got carried away yesterday, and I didn't want to make people the worst. Now I have to think of a way to make this matter go away.
But as the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. The scene yesterday... may not be completely bad.
Hmm... I have to ask my subordinates to investigate this He Mingyu carefully. If you want to get close to a person, you must know everything about him in detail.
On the other hand, Shen You had actually left that military ruffian surnamed Gu behind.
He Mingyu's character is vengeful, but he won't hold grudges too much - otherwise, it would be impossible to develop love so quickly for the heroine who always quarreled with him at the beginning, so he angrily ordered him to go down and deal with Gu Qing the night before. After the implementation of comprehensive economic sanctions, this matter was put aside in advance.
Anyway, Gu Qing will never be able to please him in his hands - of course, if he meets again, he doesn't mind making the other party's impression of him even deeper.
That night he went to find the old prince, mainly to discuss about the emperor's full power to let him handle the road construction in the south-although the royal family is declining and its influence is getting smaller and smaller, but for their clans-especially his father For the elderly who have eaten the emperor's food almost all their lives, the emperor is still a god-like figure who should be worshipped.
He Mingyu didn't have much enthusiasm for this kind of thankless task, but he had to be a little scruples about what his family thought.
He didn't want to take on this job quickly - the current situation is getting more and more chaotic. Although the Southern Army is rumored to be brave and well-equipped, it is really not in line with his plan to move rashly with these soldiers with guns. business mind.
What is delivered to the door by oneself is never as precious as what is invited by thousands of people. This principle is applicable in any field.
Unexpectedly, yesterday's old prince seemed to have had a firecracker, and sneered at his worries.
"The Holy Majesty ordered you to oversee such a large project. It is an honor for our Prince Rui's Mansion...Looking forward and backward, the more you live, the more hopeless you will be!"
The lights in the bedroom of the palace were not very bright, Shen You stood in front of the tent with hands down, staring at the cauldron stove on the three-legged stool filled with incense, she just listened boredly to the harsh scolding. Say something.
He understood that the big guy drank too much again, and he lost face there, so he felt angry.
Anyway, he never cared about scolding a few words without pain or itching, and he would naturally be able to talk properly when he was tired.
"Look at you today, huh? You ran to Yicui... ran to that kind of place to make trouble! What is your identity? The little prince of the majestic Rui Palace, you must treat yourself as that narrow-minded slave! You don't care about your noble blood , I still care about it!" The face of the middle-aged man on the opposite side was full of anger, showing a smell of burning and decaying on the face that had aged prematurely due to the color of wine, and clapped his chest with a hand wearing a thick emerald finger, obviously Very angry.
With great difficulty, Shen You restrained the urge to yawn, already a little impatient.
If he had known that these clichés were not nutritious, he shouldn't have come to make fun of it-you must know that his time is very precious, and how many accounts can be checked by listening to these few words of scolding.
"Master... calm down..." Fu Jin, who was serving at the side, stroked the old prince's chest, softly and softly, and looked up, "Mingyu, you are too, if you really want to make the old man really angry Come……"
She suddenly silenced, as if sensing something, she lowered her head again, hiding herself in the shadow of the dancing candlelight.
Shen You retracted the gaze that had been shot just now, and snorted softly with her nose.
——Recently, she has been busy with business and has not done anything, but this woman actually regards herself as the mistress of the palace. In this situation, when will it be her turn to speak.
"What are you doing?" Prince Rui turned his eyes dissatisfied, "Fu Jin misunderstood you, you want me and you..."
"Enough!" Knowing what goddamn words he would say again, Shen You suddenly let out a drink to break the atmosphere that had been trying to maintain in the room, and saluted with a flick of his sleeves.
"It seems that I can't talk to you about this matter. I will handle it at my own discretion, so don't worry about it." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath under the cover of candlelight, and said in a calm voice as much as possible, "So, son So I will take my leave first, please rest early, my lord."
After all, he didn't look at the other party's ugly face, and retreated to the yard.
In the quiet courtyard, there was not even a shadow of a servant, so Shen You couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
He adjusted his cuffs absent-mindedly, but inadvertently touched the bruise on his wrist, and couldn't help taking a "hissy" breath, a little annoyed: what happened to him today, and he got into a fight with that army ruffian, when did he lose his composure? Angry... Huh, that person is too hateful... But when the storm is about to come...
Shen You walked slowly into his yard, and couldn't help frowning slightly——looking at the man's temperament, he was definitely not an ordinary soldier... He inadvertently reached out and brushed the bamboo leaves that were cold in the night dew in front of him , the mind has already drifted away.
Gu Qing... Gu Qing...
Could it be that Marshal Gu of the Southern Army? !
If so...
He quickened his pace in an instant, and entered the room after a while, and called He San'er who was waiting at the door for instructions: "Go, check the details of that officer tonight...if it's an ordinary person, it's fine." , teach him a lesson and throw him out of the city, if the commander from the south..."
He San'er bowed his head and listened respectfully, until the master stopped talking, he couldn't help raising his eyes slightly, and looked at the expression on the other side.
He Mingyu's handsome face flickered under the candlelight, and there seemed to be a light of interest in his eyes.
"...If Marshal Gu," when he spoke again, He San'er could easily feel that this was the excitement that the master usually had when he got a wonderful new play, "pass the order to the chamber of commerce, He won't let me He Mingyu come to apologize, and he won't even let him take a pair of pants back to the south!"
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