Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

Early the next morning, a dozen well-known grain merchants from surrounding counties were waiting in the exclusive private room of Zuiyun Tower early, with a hint of surprise and doubt on everyone's face unconsciously.

Although Zuiyun Tower settled in Beiyuan County not long ago, it has quickly spread to dozens of surrounding counties, and its business has been involved in all walks of life. It seems to have the tendency to become the leading business leader in the north, and the owner of Zuiyun Tower is a smart business man.

Their brains and means are simply beyond their reach.

They had privately checked the identity of the owner, but found nothing. This shows that the owner has a strong background and power, otherwise the government would not open the door to convenience. They also heard that the owner has business all over the country.

, if you can back up such a big tree, let alone glory and wealth, your own business will prosper for a long time, or even reach several levels.

It's a pity that no matter whether they deliver the name card or visit in person, the boss always avoids seeing him.

Yesterday, they unexpectedly received an invitation letter from Zuiyunlou. You can imagine their excitement and surprise. Except for a few thoughtful people who seemed to have some enlightenment, the rest of them hurriedly packed their bags. A few grain merchants from other places even

I got here overnight.

After drinking two pots of tea, the time was almost noon, but the owner never showed up. Several hot-tempered and impatient grain merchants couldn't sit still, and they all looked at Liao Feng, who was standing quietly aside. One of them

The person shouted: "Shopkeeper Liao, when will your boss arrive?"

Looking at Ji Zhantang, a grain merchant in neighboring Beiping County who was speaking, Liao Feng said, neither arrogant nor humble, "Please wait patiently for a moment, I should..."

"We have been waiting all morning, are we still impatient?" Deng Zhiqiang, another grain merchant, looked dissatisfied.

Someone started, and other people also vented their complaints.

"Although guests are said to do as they please, my host has been slow to come. Is this the way your host treats guests?"

"That's right, I came all night as soon as I received the invitation, but your employer left me here to hang out. What's the point?"

"Isn't that right? Your boss's family is busy with affairs, and we are not idle people. There are still a lot of things waiting for us to deal with when we get back!"

"Since your boss is so insincere, I'll leave now!"

As soon as the words fell, the speaker stood up and walked out first, and then others got up and left one after another: if they didn't care about the boss's ability and strong background, as well as some unknown plans in their hearts, they would not bother to come here.

They are all well-known local people, but they didn't expect to be left out by a young man who came out halfway. If word spread, how could their face be saved?

Liao Feng was well aware of the serious consequences if these people left, and was trying to keep them when he suddenly saw the door of the private room suddenly opened, and there were two figures, one red and one white, standing side by side at the door. He was secretly relieved and stepped forward quickly.

He saluted respectfully and said, "Miss, you are back!"

Nodding slightly towards Liao Feng, Qingyun's clear eyes glanced at the people standing by the door, as well as the two or three people sitting on the chairs who stopped drinking tea and looked over at the sound, with just the right smile on their faces.

: "Sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

The crisp and ethereal voice was like the sound of nature, making people involuntarily intoxicated. It wasn't until Liao Feng's reminder to everyone to return to their seats that they came back to their senses.

Looking at Liao Feng, who was respectful, and then at the man and woman who had walked to the main seat and sat down, Ji Zhantang still had the same disappointment on his handsome face as everyone else, but he did not hide it, while the others It is reserved and obscure.

They originally thought that the boss with such outstanding business acumen and ability, even if he was not the most elegant and aloof temperament, should be a shrewd, capable and domineering peer of his age. They never thought that he would be such an ordinary junior. It's so unexpected.

But Ji Zhantang still had some hopes in his heart, so he took a few steps forward, made a bow to Mo Xuan with his hands clasped in his fists, and said cautiously: "May I ask if you are the owner of Zuiyun Tower?"

"No!" After pouring a cup of tea and handing it to Qing Yun, Mo Xuan glanced at everyone in a blink of an eye: "Miss Yun invited you here!"

"Miss Yun?" After hearing this, everyone looked at Qingyun who was elegantly enjoying tea at the head of the table, and the disappointment on everyone's face could hardly be concealed.

It’s not that they look down on women, you must know that the current ninth princess, as a daughter, risked her own life and saved the lives of tens of thousands of people in Nanyang County. She is also kind-hearted and loves the people like children, winning the respect of all the subjects in the country. Respect and support.

But after all, the Ninth Princess has a distinguished status and is favored by the emperor. Naturally, no one dares to talk about the Ninth Princess not being as obedient as a boudoir woman.

Since ancient times, in the field of agriculture, industry and commerce, the status of merchants has been the lowest. Any family with a certain status will not let women go into business, let alone a wealthy family?

Is this Miss Yun really the owner of Zuiyun Tower? What is her identity and origin?

Seemingly understanding everyone's doubts, Qingyun put down the tea cup in his hand and glanced at Hua Zhiyu, who was sitting at the bottom on the left, with clear eyes. He looked exactly the same as Yu Peiyao described.

Looking at the people with different expressions, Qingyun smiled lightly and said: "I was not thinking well and forgot to ask Shopkeeper Liao to tell everyone that I am a good friend of the owner of Zuiyun House. It is indeed me who invited everyone here this time. Let’s work together to resolve the current food shortage in several surrounding counties.”

Hua Zhiyu suddenly raised his head after hearing the words, and then quickly lowered his head. His eyes were slightly lowered and his expression could not be seen clearly. Qingyun's bright and dark eyes flickered for a moment.

She deliberately asked Liao Feng to invite Hua Zhiyu, who was not a grain merchant, just to see his reaction after knowing his purpose. His concealing behavior and the clasped white hands on his knees had already revealed his nervousness. Or guilty.

It seems that Ziyiwei's investigation is correct, and he has a great relationship with this series of events.

Ji Zhantang stood up suddenly, looked at Qingyun with wide eyes, and said with anger and indignation in his loud voice: "So you are not the owner of Zuiyun Tower!"

"no!"

"You've been doing this for a long time, you stinky girl!" Deng Zhiqiang pointed angrily at Qingyun and cursed: "You actually dare to tease a respectable person like me like this. You stinky girl is very courageous. Look at me... ah ..."

A shrill, high-pitched scream suddenly shocked everyone who kept criticizing Qingyun. They saw Deng Zhiqiang slumped on the ground, his lean cheeks with protruding cheekbones pale and colorless, and his forehead was sweating heavily. Zeng pointed at Qingyun's right hand had been neatly cut off by some sharp weapon, and the blood spurting out stained the ground beneath him red, while his right hand lay quietly not far from him.

Everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. They all stood stunned on the spot, their lips slightly parted but no sound came out.

He took out the brocade handkerchief and slowly wiped off the blood on the soft sword, then threw the bloody brocade handkerchief at Deng Zhiqiang's feet, then put the soft sword back on his waist, looking down at him who was full of horror, and then looked at everyone's faces with cold eyes. Passing by, Mo Xuan's demonic eyes flashed with cold murderous intent: "Her surname is Yun! If I see or hear anyone who dares to disrespect her in the slightest, I will destroy his entire clan!"

The four of them, Situ Jingyu and others, stood quietly behind Qingyun, looking around coldly at the dumbfounded crowd, exuding a cold air as cold as Shura from hell.

Quietly walking to the door, Liao Feng glanced at a waiter outside the door, and the waiter left quickly.

The boss repeatedly told them to protect the young lady. If the young lady made any mistakes, they would never be able to redeem themselves!

Although everyone usually fights to the death for their own interests, after meeting each other, Ji Zhantang strode up to Deng Zhiqiang and touched his acupuncture points, applied gold wound medicine to his wound, tore off his clothes and bandaged it. Then he stood up and faced Qing Yun: "If you have to be spared, please spare him. Please be kind to Miss Yun and spare his life and that of his entire family!"

"I think Mr. Ji misunderstood!" Qingyun's brows were as clear as water, but showed innate majesty: "He just couldn't see anyone being disrespectful to me, so he just gave me a little punishment!" Yi Mo Xuan said to her. He cared about it and didn't make Deng Zhiqiang's life worse than death. He was extremely merciful.

Last night, Yu Peiyao told her the life information, personality and behavior of all the famous and capable people in the surrounding counties.

Although Ji Zhantang was considered a third-class grain merchant, he was forthright and straightforward. No matter whose family was in need, he would give generously without asking for anything in return.

I heard that this time he used all the grain he had stored to help the people, and also sold his property to buy grain from elsewhere at high prices and distributed it to the people, which made him quite famous.

On the contrary, Deng Zhiqiang is one of the most wealthy businessmen in the north. It is said that at least 50% of the rice and grain stores belong to the Deng family, which can be said to be a wealthy family.

However, he was sarcastic and never-censored, so he was nicknamed "Iron Rooster".

Originally, his wealth was not as good as the delicacies from the mountains and seas of the royal dignitaries every day, but he did not lack fine clothes and fine food. However, not only did he live very simply in food and clothing, but his family members also had a simple life, and his life was not as good as that of ordinary people. .

The most important thing is that he can take advantage of others. If someone takes advantage of him, he will not think about it for several days, and even try every means to get it back.

Such a person did not use a grain to help the people, but took this opportunity to drive up grain prices and make a fortune for the country. It is in line with his character.

The reason why he accepted the invitation was probably because he wanted to get some information from other people about how the situation would develop. Secondly, he also wanted to wait for an opportunity to climb the big tree of Zuiyun Tower and seek benefits from it.

"The facts are before our eyes. Miss Yun first deceived us into coming here in the name of the master of Zuiyun House. The young master cut off Mr. Deng's right hand, but Miss Yun said so lightly that it was a misunderstanding. Could it be that Miss Yun is really arrogant? Do you regard our lives as nothing? Or?" Ji Zhantang raised his eyebrows: "Miss Yun is trying to scare the monkeys and force me to submit?"

The expressions of the rest of the people suddenly changed after hearing Ji Zhantang's words. They all turned to look at Qingyun and wanted to question him, but they were afraid of Mo Xuan's previous warning and did not dare to say anything.

This is the territory of Zuiyun Tower, and the servants and guards they brought have been arranged elsewhere by Shopkeeper Liao. Even if the servants and guards are here, they are probably no match for the young master, let alone the one standing behind Miss Yun. The two men and two women had cold eyes, and they looked like masters at first glance.

Besides, they came here to seek money, not to make a grudge. If they offended the owner of Zuiyun Tower, not to mention they would end up with the same fate of ruin and family ruin as those who provoked and framed Zuiyun Tower and opposed Zuiyun Tower. It might even be difficult to get out of Zuiyun Tower alive.

Deng Zhiqiang, who had just learned a lesson, sat quietly in the corner, looking a bit desolate. It was only because of his poor popularity, otherwise no one except Ji Zhantang would have complained about him just now, let alone care about his life or death.

Hua Zhiyu lowered his head all the time. Even when such a bloody thing happened, he never raised his head. He didn't know what he was thinking.

However, Wei Qiming, the owner of Hongmei Villa, who was still sitting motionless in his seat when everyone was shouting to leave, Shi Jiangping, one of the six wealthy businessmen in the north, and Dai Yingzong were slowly sipping tea, turning a blind eye to the tense situation in front of them.

Chao Moxuan winked slightly, indicating that he did not need to be angry with these people. Qingyun turned to look at everyone and said calmly: "Everyone here is a businessman, and they are only interested in their own interests. As long as I can give you Bringing benefits, does it matter whether I am the owner of Zuiyun House? In addition, I am a life-and-death friend of the owner of Zuiyun House. I asked Shopkeeper Liao to send you a name card and sincerely invite you to come and discuss important matters together. How can I force you to submit? But Mr. Deng has repeatedly said bad words and treated me with such disrespect. Doesn’t this mean he is dissatisfied with the owner of Zuiyun House?"

The words were obviously calm and without any emotion, but they suddenly sent chills down everyone's spine, as if they were in the vast sea at night, involuntarily rising and falling with the huge waves, and if they were not careful, they would be killed next to them. Swallowed by invisible undercurrents and whirlpools.

Ji Zhantang looked at Qingyun intently, but when he saw her face was as calm as water and her whole body exuded the noble temperament of Tsinghua University, he was speechless and was secretly shocked.

Everyone with different thoughts sat in their seats with their heads down and did not speak.

For a moment, there was silence in the private room. Even though the warm sunshine at noon shone in through the open windows, everyone still felt cold all over.

Qingyun was not in a hurry, she picked up the hot tea that Mo Xuan refilled and sipped it gracefully, with a hint of tranquility and indifference in the calmness between her brows and eyes.

After a long time, Wei Qiming shook the tea cup in his hand, raised his eyes slightly and looked at Qingyun and asked: "I wonder what kind of benefits Miss Yun can bring to us?"

Looking sideways at Wei Qiming, who was in the first place on the right, Qingyun raised her eyebrows slightly.

He is about sixty years old, with sharp eyebrows that grow slanting into his temples, a straight nose, a handsome face and a ruddy complexion, and a pair of bright eyes staring at him for a moment, giving people a feeling of being settled and hidden after years of vicissitudes. Without revealing his sharpness and shrewdness.

Hongmei Villa and Yuhua Villa are both famous families that have been around for more than a hundred years. However, Yuhua Villa is a martial arts family, while Hongmei Villa is a real business family, so its reputation and status have always been inferior to Yuhua's to some extent. Huashan Villa, but its wealth is greater than the six Yuhua Villas. It is said that nearly 30% of the shops in the Jin Kingdom belong to the Wei family.

It is worth mentioning that Wei Qiming's business acumen and methods are the most outstanding among all the family heads in the past, comparable to the first generation of the Wei family. However, his descendants have mediocre qualifications. Only one concubine named Wei Zhiyuan is talented and intelligent. , can draw inferences about everything and has unique insights. He has shown outstanding business talents at the age of seven or eight. Wei Qiming is very pleased.

It is a pity that the position of the head of the Wei family is passed down only to direct descendants and not to concubines. One day when Wei Zhiyuan was ten years old, he was infected with wind-cold and high fever. After finally being cured, Wei Zhiyuan became a little stupid and dull. He searched for famous doctors to no avail. Qiming also gave up.

Wei Qiming came in person today, which shows that the Wei family really has no successor.

"In the next three years, on the basis of the original tax, the court will reduce it by another 70%!"

After hearing this, everyone turned to look at Qingyun, their wide eyes filled with shock and disbelief: "Seventy percent?"

You know, they have to pay 60% of the tax to the court every year. Even if they reduce the original tax by 70%, it is still a considerable amount of wealth!

But......

"It's a very important matter, can Miss Yun take the initiative?" Ji Zhantang asked doubtfully.

Even if the owner of Zuiyun Tower has a strong background and powerful power, even if Miss Yun is the owner's life and death friend, after all, it is related to the court's tax revenue. How can Miss Yun dare to influence the court's decision-making?

Mo Xuan looked at his beloved leisurely, with a faint smile on his lips, believing that she had her own reason for doing this.

Lou Haiyang curled his lips disdainfully at everyone.

A bunch of guys with no eyesight, don’t they know that the person in front of them is the current Ninth Princess? Not to mention another 70% reduction, even the complete tax exemption is just a matter of a word from the Ninth Princess. She deserves to be plotted by the Ninth Princess and is not even a scumbag. Leftover!

"Since I dare to say it, I can naturally make the decision!" Seeing everyone's doubtful expressions, Qingyun said meaningfully: "As long as everyone here does your best to help me resolve this food crisis in the north and solve the people's problems. Regarding the issue of food and clothing, after the situation calms down, the imperial court will definitely issue this decree; also, I believe that everyone has investigated the strength of Zuiyun Tower. If the imperial court does not issue an decree, then your tax losses in the next three years will be borne by Zuiyun Tower. I’ll pay it on my behalf, what do you think?”

After listening to Qingyun's words, everyone fell into deep thought.

Ji Zhantang thought for a while and confirmed again: "Is Miss Yun serious about what she said?"

"certainly!"

Qingyun glanced at Zhuyue, and Zhuyue immediately asked shopkeeper Liao who was standing at the door to get paper and pen, and then placed them on the table next to Qingyun. His clear eyes glanced at the people with doubtful faces, and Qingyun said loudly: "If If you don’t believe it, I can give you a written certificate as proof. In the future, you can use this written certificate to go to any store under Zuiyunlou’s name, and Zuiyunlou will fulfill its promise!”

Looking at the people who were hesitant, Qingyun said again: "I know this is a serious matter, and it is reasonable for you to be undecided for a moment. In this way, everyone should think about it carefully in Zuiyun Tower. After three days, , If you are willing to assist me, I will sign the document immediately. If you are not willing, Zuiyunlou will compensate you for your financial losses in the past three days and escort you back home unscathed! How about it? "

"Of course we believe in the credibility of Zuiyun Tower, but I don't know what Miss Yun means by putting all your efforts into it?"

Facing Wei Qiming's profound gaze calmly, Qingyun's eyes flickered for a moment.

As expected of someone who comes from a business family, he always puts his own interests first!

"Then it depends on your sincerity."

"I would like to hear the details!" Wei Qiming looked questioning, but in his heart he was secretly amazed and regretful.

This Miss Yun is really extraordinary! Not only is she quick-thinking and deep-scheming, she is also impeccable in her words. If she were his granddaughter, he would defy all opinions and pass on the title of head of the family to her, so he would not have to worry about the huge Wei family.

The family business has no heirs.

"Mr. Wei is a veteran in shopping malls. He must have heard the old saying: Sow a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn! How much sincerity you have given to help the people today, I believe what you will get in the future will be as much as what you have now.

Times, or even dozens of times, there are some things that cannot be bought with money and silver; and the current emperor is wise and sage, knowing that you have resolved this crisis, he will definitely praise you greatly, and maybe there will be unexpected joy, Mr. Wei

Say yes?"

Wei Qiming nodded slightly: "Miss Yun is right!"

"Since Miss Yun's words have come to this point, from now on, I, Ji Zhantang, will only follow Miss Yun's orders!" Ji Zhantang said in a loud voice: "As for the written documents, there is no need for them. I believe you!"

He doesn't care about rewards or unexpected surprises. Anyway, he actively participates in things that are good for the people.

But if he can really reduce the tax by another 70%, he can help more poor people, which is a good thing.

"Master Ji is so refreshing!" Qingyun praised sincerely: "Shopkeeper Liao, please go to the backyard and sit for a while. I will have a detailed discussion with Master Ji later."

"Yes, Mr. Ji, please come this way!" Liao Feng saluted Qingyun respectfully, and then guided Ji Zhantang to the backyard.

Shi Jiangping and Dai Yingzong looked at each other quietly, and at the same time stated that they had listened to Miss Hou Yun's instructions and did not ask Qingyun to establish a written certificate, and then strode away with Ji Zhantang.

Seeing that Ji Zhantang and Shidai, one of the six wealthy businessmen, were treated with such courtesy, and Qingyun said that the current emperor would give him an unexpected gift, several grain merchants immediately expressed their full assistance and accepted the offer.

Qingyun wrote the note on the spot and was led to the backyard by the waiter.

The remaining people looked at each other, but they were still undecided.

Qingyun didn't push them, and asked the waiter to arrange for them to stay in Zuiyun Tower, and to treat them well and not neglect them.

Glancing at Hua Zhiyu who lowered his head and left with everyone, Qingyun's eyes were as deep as the abyss, and a hint of a devilish sneer appeared on the corners of his lips.

Soon, apart from Qingyun and the others, only Wei Qiming and Deng Zhiqiang were left sitting quietly in the corner.

Seeing Qing Yun's glance, Deng Zhiqiang was suddenly shocked. Holding back the fear in his heart, he stood up slightly and walked to the center, with a smile that was uglier than crying: "Thank you, Miss Yun, for not killing me!

If Miss Yun has any errands from now on, I will be obliged to do so."

"That's very good." Qingyun nodded.

How could Deng Zhiqiang's love for money as much as his life be reversed all of a sudden? These words and deeds are probably because he is afraid of Mo Xuan, and more importantly, they are based on the wishes of the owner of Zuiyun House.

Looking at Deng Zhiqiang's back, Wei Qiming turned to look at Qingyun: "I can fully assist Miss Yun, but I have a condition."