The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 174 Losing Money
Looking at Uncle Yongqing who brought people over, the corners of Zhao Yu's mouth curled up slightly.

Who doesn't have the support of a few powerful figures behind the big merchants in the capital?

Even if Zhao Yu was full, he wouldn't go to the rice shop and have trouble with a boy.

The reason why I want to learn from Brother Qiang to stage a "buying melon" drama is to find someone who has enough identity and status, but can't have too much real power in his hands, to be that chicken to scare monkeys!
His status as Uncle Yongqing was bestowed by the emperor, and he is also the father-in-law in the name of the crown prince, his status is definitely enough!
But besides relying on this daughter to eat and drink, he has no other skills. Using him to sacrifice the flag will not touch the fundamental interests of other big shots.

Therefore, Uncle Yongqing, who has become rich thanks to his daughter's prosperity, became Zhao Yu's best choice.

"Oh?"

Zhao Yu looked at the person coming, stepped forward cheerfully and said, "Isn't this Uncle Yongqing, what wind brought you here?"

Originally looking at a group of ferocious Jinyiwei, Uncle Yongqing was somewhat apprehensive.

But when he saw that Zhao Yu, the leader, was no different from the other officials who fawned on him, his temper followed suit.

"What kind of official are you? How dare you make trouble on my territory?!" Uncle Yongqing came to Zhao Yu, and his finger was about to poke Zhao Yu's eye socket.

Zhao Yu stopped Erha who wanted to come forward to reason with Uncle Yongqing again, and then said with a smile: "Your old site?"

"That's right, this Yuheng rice store is my property, you are so brave, you dare to make trouble here, come here, arrest me!"

Uncle Yongqing waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to arrest Zhao Yu.

but……

He is a fool with a brain, but the other followers are not fools.

Even though their master is Uncle Yongqing, but this is the Shangguan of Jin Yiwei, how dare they move?

No one is a fool, everyone is like a mirror in their hearts.

Even if people come to ask for a later account in the future, Uncle Yongqing can get rid of it by relying on his daughter who is a princess, but what about them?
What kind of piss is Jin Yiwei? Even a three-year-old child in Daqian knows it.

Today they captured the Shangguan of Jinyiwei, and they will find something later in the future, and they will go away without food!

Uncle Yongqing waved his hand imposingly, but the burly servants behind him didn't even move.

"A bunch of trash, they're nothing more than petty officials of Jinyiwei, what are you afraid of?
If something happens, I will take responsibility for the master, not to mention that he is just a small official of the Jinyiwei, even the leader of the Jinyiwei?

After all, Lao Tzu and the emperor are both in-laws, and His Royal Highness King Yu is considered half of Lao Tzu..."

Uncle Yongqing turned around and slapped the leading subordinate on the face, and angrily yelled at his subordinates.

Looking at the clamoring old man in front of him, and listening to his rambling words, Zhao Yu was slightly relieved.

In the past few months in the officialdom, Zhao Yu met officials, big and small, all of them were hollow-headed.

It's really not easy to meet someone as 'normal' as Uncle Yongqing.

Seeing that he gave the subordinates a few mouthfuls, those fellows who had nothing to eat remained motionless.

Uncle Yongqing had no choice, he couldn't go up with his thin arms and legs and knock down Zhao Yu and his royal guards, right?

This is simply not realistic.

"Well, my lord will not ask your crimes anymore, but you have to pay me for these overturned corn..."

After pondering for a moment, Uncle Yongqing said to Zhao Yu again.

"..."

The people present, no matter if it was Jin Yiwei or Yongqing Bo's own followers, were all terrified by the old man's words to Lei.

After all, he is also the nobleman of the Daqian Dynasty, and he can actually bargain for a basket of corn, just like the Shangguan of Jinyiwei, who is here like a small peddler who cares about everything!

Zhao Yu wiped off his sweat, feeling some admiration for the concubine of King Yu.

With such a father around, that woman can still flourish in Prince Yu's mansion, she is quite capable.

"No problem, tell me the number!"

All the warriors in the supervisory department looked at him because Zhao Yu seemed to be quite easy to talk to today.

As for Zhao Yu being afraid of Uncle Yongqing's identity?
The wrestlers in the supervisory department would not believe it even if they were beaten to death!

They, Shangguan, are masters who dare to capture and kill even vassal kings, and they are still afraid of an earl who has no real power? !
"Five hundred...no, 1000 taels of silver!"

Uncle Yongqing's mind is not sober, but his appetite is surprisingly large.

This basket of corn, even at the sky-high price he had set before, would not be able to buy 500 taels of silver.

But he looked at Zhao Yu who seemed to be very talkative, so he opened his mouth wide open, asking 1000 taels for a basket of corn mixed with river sand.

"no problem!"

Zhao Yu agreed without any hesitation, let alone a thousand, this old thing would cost one hundred thousand today, Zhao Yu would not hesitate at all.

For a dead person, there is no difference between one thousand and one hundred thousand!
Seeing Zhao Yu's willingness to agree so happily, Uncle Yongqing's heart skipped a beat, deeply regretting.

Look at how refreshing this guy is, the 1000 taels must be less...

"I offended my lord today, and my officials are terrified. Tomorrow, I want to hold a banquet at the Luxian Tea House to apologize to my lord. At that time, I will give you 1000 taels of silver. I beg your lord to reward me!"

Zhao Yule cupped his hands and said to the old man.

"Good to say, good to say..."

Uncle Yongqing, who was still aggressive before, now heard that Zhao Yu was giving money and apologizing, so he immediately changed his face again.

……

Uncle Yongqing came aggressively, and left happily in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yu didn't say much, and left Yuheng Grain Store with his Jin Yiwei.

The people around who were waiting to see Jin Yiwei punish the profiteers also left disappointed.

But thinking about it, no matter how powerful Jin Yiwei is, he is also the emperor's domestic slave. Although Uncle Yongqing's words are not pleasant, there is still some truth in them.

After all, he is a relative of the emperor, a servant of Jin Yiwei, how dare he do anything to him?
"My lord, this is it?"

Jin Yichuan, who had half drawn out the Xiuchun knife, looked at the shop assistant who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and his tone was somewhat disdainful.

Before he came back in a feather, Zhao Yu was talking about the hype.

But when Zhao Yu came out, he was just chasing down a rice shop boy.

Jin Yichuan, who was reprimanded by Zhao Yu before, was somewhat unconvinced.

"Only by setting a long line can you catch big fish..."

Zhao Yu smiled mysteriously, and then led people back to the headquarters of the Supervisory Department. After the office was dispersed, everyone dispersed, and Zhao Yu did not see any other arrangements.

After everyone dispersed, Zhao Yu brought Erha back to the mansion, it seemed that what happened today was over.

At night, after curfew.

Zhao Yu walked out of the mansion alone, and walked towards An Jianqing's mansion.

Even if Uncle Yongqing is a stick, he is also a relative of the emperor, and if he wants to take him into action, he needs a nod of his head.

And this person, Zhao Yu can't see, only An Jianqing, the commander, has the right not to call Mianjun!
(End of this chapter)