History chat group: I just want to make money

Taishifu in Kyoto.

It was already midnight.

Qin Yu was chasing away the ears of grain with his hands and feeding the birds in the cage. The dim moonlight outside the window fell on his body, which made him look even colder.

"At today's banquet, your Majesty must have doubted what he said. You'd better clean your pockets, otherwise, even I won't be able to protect you."

The salt luck made Meng Bo kneel to the ground, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

"Master, there are too many things involved in the New Deal. I am afraid that someone will interfere with it, so I don't want to cooperate."

"Is it because you look too ugly when you eat?"

After hearing this, Meng Bo hurriedly knelt down and took two steps forward and said urgently:

"Grand Master, I am extremely loyal to you in this humble position. I will never dare to do anything to enrich my own pockets."

Qin Yu chuckled and waved his hand indifferently.

"The meat is smelly. If you eat it, it will only pierce the intestines and rot in the stomach. It is a foregone conclusion that the New Deal will be abolished. Besides, the emperor also needs face. You are the salt transport envoy appointed by His Majesty. At least you can give His Majesty an explanation to the people.

Bar?"

Of course Meng Bo wanted to give an explanation.

At this time, his brows were tightly knitted together, and he even felt like crying.

Since he became the salt transport envoy, many merchants and bureaucrats have tried hard to gain a relationship with him for the sake of this party's interests.

Isn’t it just to drink soup?

It's fine now, but just because Li Chengjiu came up with a new refining method, his whole pot of broth was ruined.

The top is waiting to see the performance, and the bottom is waiting to drink the soup.

How do you want him to explain?

This is not something that can be solved by spending some money.

Qin Yu looked at Meng Bo's expression and shook his head.

"Pork has been replaced by mutton, so what's the use of those who still want to sell pork?"

As soon as these words came out, Meng Bo's eyes suddenly lit up, "The grand master means..."

Qin Yu chuckled lightly and did not explain. Instead, he placed the bamboo tube containing the ears of grain on the cage and then changed the subject:

"The new extraction method is the most important, and it will definitely have a big impact on the political situation in the DPRK and China. This new piece of meat is so fragrant. There are so many mouths waiting to eat it. Now it depends on who has the bigger mouth."

Meng Bo narrowed his eyes, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Master, please don't worry, there are some mouths that just don't let him open."

"Oh, it's a pity to lose the smelly meat. Just give it to them if you don't want to prevent it."

"Yes! I understand!"

In a few words, Meng Bo already understood what the grand master meant and was about to stand up and leave. However, the grand master seemed to have thought of something again and asked in a low voice:

"By the way, do you have any clues about what I asked you to investigate last time?"

Meng Bo was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what the grand master had asked and hurriedly replied:

"Back to Grand Master, Master Qin has indeed left the post station of Shiheng and gone to Southern Xinjiang. I have already gone to Southern Xinjiang to investigate. I will report back as soon as there is any news."

"Hmph, for a woman who is unwilling to make progress, you send someone to the Zheng family in southern Xinjiang to ask. If this kid really wants to be there, then pass on my instructions and cooperate with the local officials to escort this kid back to me."

Qin Yu snorted coldly.

The fact that Qin Kun pursued Zheng Xiaoqian and had their engagement broken off has long been a topic of conversation in everyone in Kyoto.

This is no longer a question of family ugliness or not.

Otherwise, the Zheng family would not have moved out of Kyoto and returned to their hometown in southern Xinjiang.

Meng Bo also attached great importance to this matter.

This is a matter within the Grand Master's family. Since he is asked to handle it, he does not regard himself as an outsider, so he must handle it well.

Seeing this, Meng Bo took orders one after another, but just to be on the safe side, he still asked in a low voice:

"Then do you want to inform His Highness the Prince of Xinjiang about this matter?"

When we arrived in southern Xinjiang, it would be somewhat unreasonable not to ask him for Li Chengjiu's opinion.

But Qin Yu snorted coldly and said:

"No need, Li Chengjiu is ignorant and has no skills. He can't help much even if he knows about it. Don't go back and cause any trouble again. My old face will make you want it again."

Meng Bo quickly responded, and after being given a few more instructions, he turned around and left.

Qin Xiang narrowed his eyes as he watched Meng Bo leave.

"The New Deal has reached Shiheng. It is only across the river from southern Xinjiang. There is no news about the two subordinates it sent. Is something going to happen to Qin Kun?"

He murmured in his mouth, feeling a bad premonition in his heart for no reason.

But the top priority was to resolve the issue of the New Salt Policy. He had no time to waste his thoughts on other matters.

After calling the housekeeper to light the charcoal basin, Qin Yu moved to the study.

Of course, Li Chengjiu didn't know what happened in Kyoto.

The new fine salt refining method indeed caused quite a stir, but because the previous owner's establishment was so stable, he didn't attract any attention at all.

Sometimes it's good to be a little transparent.

Looking at the electronic watch on my wrist, it's twelve o'clock nine.

Counting silently in my mind, "41, 42, 43, 44, 45..."

[Ding, the system upgrade is complete. The video chat function and file printing function have been successfully updated. The file transfer traffic has increased to 300mb. It will be restarted immediately and can be resumed in ten seconds. 】

"Uh, counting is slow."

Li Chengjiu felt that the software in his brain paused for a moment, and then returned to normal again in just a moment.

After taking a closer look, there is not much change in appearance, but there are indeed two more options in the group chat icon.

As expected, one is the video start button and the other is the file printing button.

And just as he was feeling emotional, Liu Guojing was the first to bubble up in the group.

Gu Chuan-Guo Jing: "Has the system been updated? Hurry up, I can't wait."

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "Hey, I went to take a shower just for tonight."

Gu Chuan-Guo Jing: "I don't want to look at you, why are you so active?"

Entertainment - Nana: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished putting on my makeup yet. I'll do it soon."

Rebirth - Fourth Brother Jiang: "This video chat system doesn't seem to have a beauty function, right? I couldn't find it anyway."

Entertainment - Nana: "I was in a hurry to put on makeup because I didn't find him."

Overhead-Lee Seung-kyu: "Uh...wait for me to shave."

Ancient Wear-Guojing: "Isn't it bad to be bare-faced? Isn't it bad to be frank? I support the original camera."

Martial Arts - Gao Xiaopang: "I don't want to look at you. It doesn't matter if you don't turn on the video."

Ancient Wear-Guojing: "..."

In the end, everyone cleaned up what they needed to do and put on makeup when they needed to. When Fourth Brother Jiang took the lead in inviting the group chat, several people in the group finally revealed their true colors in Lushan.

I have to say that Sister Na is really good-looking. Although I have seen photos of her before, after all, photos are dead and videos are alive. With this face, even if you are not a star, you will be at a loss.

And the one who everyone agrees is the most handsome is actually Liu Guojing.

Emma and Li Chengjiu think that everyone has some misunderstandings about aesthetics.

When I looked in the mirror, I was still the most handsome.

And Gao Xiaopang has lived up to his name. With that big face, the whole screen can hardly fit in even if you get closer.

Fourth brother Jiang is okay, he has the face of a handsome uncle.

Long hair and perms were popular in the 1990s, but he got a haircut and some messy stubble. This look would have captivated a lot of girls twenty years later.

Several people looked at the camera and laughed like fools.

I can’t say why, or maybe I come from the same time and space, the same world, but it seems that only here can I feel the long-lost sense of intimacy.

There was another ding.

Li Cheng picked up the documents at nine o'clock and a bottle of Yanjing beer appeared in his hand.

I found a pair of chopsticks and opened the bottle cap with a bang.

Immediately, several people in front of the screen raised their wine bottles.

"cheers!"