Difficult for a son-in-law

Ming Lian went back to have lunch, then went to Ming Zhan's study and waited for someone, filled his stomach with tea, but Ming Zhan didn't come back.

Ming Lian grabbed Fan Wei and asked, "When will the son come back?"

Fan Wei wondered, "Third son, the son has gone to the prince's place. It's hard to say when he will come back."

"Father doesn't know what to do with Ming Zhan." Ming Lian shook his legs, got up and strolled to the door to have a look, except for the flowers and plants, guards and servants, and the continuous rain, there was no sign of Ming Zhan at all.

Ming Lian was surprisingly patient and waited for about an hour before seeing Ming Zhan come back.

"Third brother." Ming Zhan said with a smile, with a little moisture on his body, "Third brother, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Come right after dinner." Ming Lian stood up, "Are you free now?"

"Well, let's talk inside." Ming Zhan led Ming Lian to the study directly, and said to He Yu, "Two cups of tea."

Ming Lian covered his stomach, "No need, I'm full, you can have a drink yourself."

Ming Zhan smiled, "Father has a lot of things to talk about, otherwise he would have come here long ago." The two sat down as guests of honor, He Yu brought tea, and then quietly closed the door.Ming Zhan got up and took a sip, then asked curiously, "Third brother said something to tell me, what is it? Are you in a hurry?"

Ming Lian smiled, pulled the chair forward, and asked Ming Zhan in a low voice like a thief, "Ming Zhan, don't you want to do business with Tibetans now? You must have a place to do business, you have to build a house, right?" I have a friend who has a lot of wood on hand. You see, who do you use, and people you know know the basics. What do you think?"

Ming Zhan said, "It's still early, we have to wait for Zhu Zizheng to come back. What kind of friend is this man?"

"You must have heard of it, the second son of the salt merchant Cai's family."

Ming Zhan lowered his eyes and smiled, "The Cai family." He stretched out his hand very quickly.

"What the hell are you saying?"

"How much will the Cai family give third brother?"

Ming Lian's face was slightly embarrassed, this question must be straightforward.After hesitating for a long time, Ming Lian said, "I have known Cai Lao Er for a long time, so there is no such thing as a commission, I thought you were doing this, and now you have something ready-made, you know it, and you can save it when the time comes." Blind. However, it is true that he gave me some famous paintings and antiques."

Ming Zhan nodded, "It's not urgent when I talk to him directly."

"Ming Zhan, we are brothers, don't use perfunctory words to talk to me about others, is there any point?" Ming Lian used other people's money to eliminate disasters for others, so he had to explain to his friends.

"Third brother, you are too honest." Ming Zhan said softly, "What the Cai family wants is the opportunity to talk to me in person for such a big deal. If you pass in the word, the gift they give will be worth it."

"Well, try your best." Ming Lian was quite frank, "Anyway, I'll accept some gifts and be responsible for spreading the word. You don't have to look at me if it works or not."

"Okay. If there is such a thing in the future, the third brother can just mention it to me." Ming Zhan smiled, and he answered without hesitation.

Only then did Ming Lian feel relieved, and said to Ming Zhan, "Anyway, on the basis of not causing you trouble, I don't have any skills, so I rely on mountains to eat mountains, and water to eat water."

Ming Zhan laughed "puchi", "Third Brother has always had many friends."

"Even if we are playing together, they are not looking at me." Ming Lian was self-aware and said to Ming Zhan, "Everyone is watching you outside now."

"Are there many people who scold me?"

"Not much." Ming Lian said honestly, "Many people have inquired about your Tibet-border trade. You also know that before the tea-horse trade was done by our palace. This time you have to do it again. The opening of the Tibetan border trade is only vaguely known outside, and it is not very clear."

Ming Zhan suddenly laughed, "I have something to do to make a fortune, and I want to ask my third brother to do it."

"what's up?"

Ming Zhan liked Ming Lian's straightforwardness, so he discussed with Ming Lian in detail. Until the evening, Ming Lian's smiling eyes narrowed into a line, and he said repeatedly, "Don't worry, I will leave this matter to me."

"Then please third brother."

"I should thank you," Ming Lian waved happily, patted Ming Zhan's shoulder vigorously, and said affectionately, "You remember me when you have good things, third brother knows your love."

Minglian left happily.

Ming Zhan leaned back in the chair, eyes slightly closed.

After a while, he called Fan Wei in, "When did the Zhou, Chu, Ma, and Ling families make an appointment?"

"Your Majesty, do you want to postpone the time?" Just this morning, there was a heated debate, and it seems inappropriate to ask to talk about the salt administration at this time.

Ming Zhan smiled, "Let's make an appointment tomorrow." He didn't expect to get rid of these people in one go, but now he was just testing the depth of the water, and the reaction seemed too intense.

"The prince's status is noble, why should he confront these businessmen? It's flattering them." Fan Wei couldn't understand Ming Zhan's actions. He was a farmer, businessman, and in the eyes of traditional officials, the status of a businessman was the most humble. The lower Jiuliu is just a little bit stronger.

Even though the Fan family occasionally received tribute from businessmen, they still believed that the status of businessmen was humble, and they didn't need such face-saving negotiations like Ming Zhan's.

Ming Zhan chuckled, looked at Fan Wei with clear eyes, and beckoned him to the front, "There are two most terrifying things in the world, and one of them is money. By the way, you'd better take a few guards with you when you go out now, be careful and safe, Be prepared."

Fan Wei opened his eyes wide. The salt merchants were regarded as imperial merchants, and naturally they had some relationship with the court, but he didn't dare to assassinate them.After all, he was a popular person around Ming Zhan, and Ming Zhan was really annoyed, and no one could take advantage of him.

The possibility of this kind of thing happening is very slim, to move Fan Wei is to slap Ming Zhan in the face and provoke Ming Zhan.

No one would do that except courting death.

However, since Ming Zhan made a special trip to remind him, Fan Wei agreed.

Relying on his youth, Zhou Yu almost fainted from hunger when he returned home.

He was used to being pampered and pampered, and this was the first time he had experienced starvation. Even Zhou Yu was planning to bring some dried meat with him for emergency in the future.

Officials are so hungry that their work meals have become a rare delicacy.Zhou Yu was only half full after stuffing two bowls in a row. Just as he calmed down, he ordered, "Go get some more rice."

Seeing the young master gobbling it up, the old servant felt a little scared, and advised, "Your Excellency is very hungry, eat less first, and eat later so as not to hurt your spleen and stomach."

"Okay, let's serve it. You have to work after eating." Zhou Yu is not a high-ranking official. He used to be Zhu Zizheng's right-hand man, in charge of the examination of etiquette documents. Now that Zhu Zizheng has gone to Tibet, he Take the lead in the etiquette department.Ming Zhan has asked them to formulate tax laws and market rules for Tibet-border trade, and the most idle department on weekdays has become a death squad—Ming Zhan urged them urgently.

The old servant turned around and went out, and after a while came back with a bag of snacks, and reported that the food was gone.

Zhou Yu shook his head and sighed with a smile, "There are quite a few people who are hungry this morning, that's all, let's talk about it when we return home tonight."

In the past, I just heard that the son's temper is not very good, but today I have seen it.Zhou Yu thought of Hu Xing's embarrassment when he was pointed at the tip of his nose and called "idiot" this morning. If he suffered it once, he would probably die.

After dinner, Zhou Yu called his subordinates to come in for a meeting, and kept busy until it was dark before Fang Luoya went home.