Concubine God

Chapter 147

In order to deceive others, Yan Ruyu, Lan Tingyu, and Han Ling all pretended to be Murong Zijing's subordinates. Yu'er naturally referred to Yan Ruyu.

Stepping forward gracefully, Yan Ruyu's voice was cold and cold, sounding like her "master", with a hint of arrogance.

"Returning to the master, the subordinates have never heard of it."

"Then, where's Linger?" Murong Zijing smiled, and seemed to be kind enough to ask a few more people.

"Back to the master, the subordinates have never heard of it." Han Ling tilted his head and replied playfully.

"Light rain?"

"How could my subordinates have heard of it? What kind of bank is that? Is it worth our time to come to Qianshanzhuang to know?" Lan Tingyu was still lazy as usual, and his words were also smug.

It seemed that there was no result after asking around, Murong Zijing turned her head and looked at the man in front of her with pity, but deep in her eyes, there was a strong sarcasm.

"Hehe, I'm really sorry, my lord. My subordinates all said that they have never heard of the name of Gold and Silver Bank. Well, speaking of it, I come to Qianshanzhuang, and I can be regarded as the most well-informed business news in the whole world It’s too late, even we haven’t heard of it, hehe, my lord, your bank has just started, isn’t it?”

Murong Zijing's sarcasm made the people around her snicker gleefully, and she didn't have the slightest sympathy for the man who just scolded her.

The man's face became more and more gloomy, turning blue and purple from anger.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't asked for advice yet, sir, what is your name?" Murong Zijing seemed to have inadvertently ignored this matter, but undoubtedly slapped the man on the face again.

The onlookers around laughed even louder.

"Why are you laughing? Stop laughing, stop laughing, laugh again, do you still want to do business in Longyang City in the future? Hmph, let me tell you, the prefect of Longyang City is the father of our young master! The governors of the eight major towns within twenty miles of Longyang City are the uncles of our young master!"

"Anyone who wants to do business within a radius of twenty miles of Longyang City, dare to offend our young master? Then you just wait to go home and become beggars!"

The man who looked like a housekeeper stepped forward to speak for his master with a pretense, and looked towards Murong Zijing and the others while speaking as if pointing something.

As soon as the young master's background was revealed, the onlookers didn't dare to make a sound. Although it was disgusting for such a guy colluding with government and businessmen, in the final analysis, ordinary people and businessmen still couldn't afford to provoke him.

only……

Everyone's eyes were full of interest in watching a good show, looking at the four Murong Zijing who were still as calm as before, and their expressions had not changed in the slightest, wondering how she would respond.

Want to see a play, right?Then I will show you.

Murong Zijing raised a sneer of disdain, and sneered at what the steward said just now.

"It turns out that the young master still has a prominent status, and he was born in a family of officials."

Murong Zijing smiled, it sounded like she was praising the man, but before the man showed a smug smile, Murong Zijing said: "Since you are from a family of officials, you must know that every year Which tax pays the most tribute to the Holy Dragon Dynasty?"

"This..." Murong Zijing's words left the man speechless.

As long as it is a person, if it is a person living in the four countries, from the nobles of the palace to the beggars of the common people, no one knows that the taxes paid by Laiqian Villa in various countries can basically account for half of the tax amount paid each year.

In other words, the treasuries of the four major countries in the world, without exception, are all supported by the taxes paid by Laiqian Villa.

When Murong Zijing asked, the man said no, and if he didn't say no, he was trapped there to death.

"Why, son, such a simple question, even a three-year-old child knows it. As a child of an official family, you don't know how many taxes your parents and uncles collect from various places every year, don't you know?"

The eyes were full of teasing, Murong Zijing looked at the man in front of her fixedly, as if laughing at his ignorance.

"Yes, I know, it's... Laiqian Villa..."

The man knew that he couldn't escape the humiliation, so he could only whisper the answer that everyone expected.

"Very good, I still know, young master really deserves to be born in an official family and has profound knowledge." He clapped his hands lightly twice, and the clear slapping sound echoed in the huge inn lobby, making it even more ironic.

"Now that you know, you should know that the world's economy is under the control of my Qian Duoduo, let alone your gold and silver bank, even if I want to withdraw the Ministry of Industry and Household Department of various countries, just one sentence, No emperor of any country dares to say no! Playing with your prestige as an official young master in front of this lady? You are not worthy!"

Coldly speaking arrogant words, every single word was resounding, everyone was terrified, but no one dared to come forward and say that Murong Zijing was treasonous.

Because, this is a fact known all over the world. When the owner of Qianshanzhuang comes to Qianshanzhuang, let alone stomping his feet, even if he sneezes, the world's economy will be shaken three times, and the emperors of all countries will give her seven points. Prince Taishou, the young master of a local bank, how can he speak in front of her?

The servants beside the man and the butler who was still majestic just now all bowed their heads and stepped aside, not even daring to breathe hard, and the man hastily bowed and humbled to apologize to Murong Zijing.

"Villager Baimu, I offended the owner a lot just now, please forgive me, and please don't reject the cooperation with the villain's gold and silver bank because of this."

"Baimu? You just had no intentions, but you actually tried to use your power to suppress my master. You really overestimated your capabilities." Han Ling curled her mouth and said disdainfully.

"Hey, little girl, my master's surname is Bai Mingmu, the wood that is mahogany, not that Baimu!" ​​The housekeeper yelled, standing up excitedly to defend his master.

"Baimu?" The four of Murong Zijing and the surrounding onlookers almost burst out laughing, oh my god, how could parents be so blind and name their sons like this?However, he really lives up to his name, this man really has a purpose.

(End of this chapter)