A few months ago, Zhao Wuxi beat Fan He into a panda eye in the Pangong Sword Room, and today, he gave Fan Jia a second shot.

He was still staying forward, but Le Lingzi had already bypassed Fan Jia, walked over in small steps, and grabbed his cuff to stop him from continuing.

"Gentleman, enough is enough..."

Fan Jia's face hurt and he fought back, but some palace armors nearby had already heard the news.

Before Fan Jia could speak, Zhao Wuxi showed the talisman that the monarch had just given him, allowing him to enter and leave the palace, and the wicked complained first.

"Gongjia, this person has no talisman, but he forced his way into the side courtyard. He has been blocked by me, please take him down!"

Fan Jia was a little flustered, and quickly explained, and the palace guards also recognized him as a colleague who had just entered the palace for a few months.

After discussing, the judges decided to treat it as a misunderstanding, but still asked Fan Jia to leave quickly. Because this place is an important place where the officials of other countries are under house arrest, unless they, like Zhao Wuxi and Le Lingzi, have obtained the talisman and permission of the emperor, they are not allowed to enter at will.

Fan Jia ate it again and looked back at Zhao Wuxi and Le Lingzi, one was a bandit gentleman and the other was a slender lady. They were intimate and even more jealous.

He was unwilling, and before leaving, he sneered at Wu Xie and said: "The lady entrusted to you is inhuman! Zhao's concubine has no talent and no virtue. I have just been defeated by me over the wheat flour issue. You expect him to rescue Le Bo. What a delusional idea!"

Zhao Wuxi was about to bring Le Lingzi into the house. After hearing this, he took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Fan Jia.

For several months, he had only been hostile and vigilant to this person as an opponent, but now it has become an unresolved hatred: he coveted his fiancée, and also intervened in matters such as wheat flour, disrupting Wuxi's plan. .

However, since he talked about wheat flour, think about it, Zigong has already launched a smashing blow on Fan's merchants in the millet and lacquer pottery markets?

What a pity, this person is still in the dark, dreaming of easily defeating Wu Xie. Maybe it's that sense of superiority that makes Wang Wang get carried away. I don't know how he will look when he goes back and finds out the truth?

So Zhao Wuxi said with a chuckle, "It's too early for Fan Zi to be complacent, it's better to go back. Let's look at today's Jiangshi, who really rules the world!"

This sentence shocked Fan Jia, and his heart was filled with unease. Under the watchful eyes of Gong Jia who came over, he snorted and turned around and hurried away. He didn't even bother to find a place to apply it to his face that still had fist marks.

He had to go to his own craftsman's workshop and millet market to see what happened, hoping it was just an empty threat from Zhao Wuxi.

After the crowd dispersed, Zhao Wuxi turned around and looked into Le Lingzi's eyes.

Although, from time to time, the shadow of Ji Ying's red clothes still floats in his heart, he is originally a person from later generations, and it is impossible to treat Ji Ying spiritually as pure brotherhood, but the two are indeed close sisters physically. younger brother. In the Spring and Autumn Ritual Law, "ceremonies do not marry with the same surname", "parents have the same surname. If they come out of the country", marriage with the same surname will be condemned, not to mention the same coupling?

This situation cannot be tolerated in the world, and he can only hide it in his heart, otherwise, he is not sure that his leg will be broken by the angered Zhao Yang. What's more, if you want to have a good reputation in the world, in the future, you will recruit wise men, become ministers, and control princes. It can't even be shown.

Unless Zhao Wuxi can become the ruler of a country like Duke Xiang of Qi and Duke Huan of Qi, or even the Houbo who dominates the world. Otherwise, no matter how hard you try, you will face the constraints of public opinion and etiquette. This feeling is unlikely to come true after all.

For now, let's hide for now...

And Le Lingzi's great courage, broad knowledge, and tenacity of temperament can make 99 out of 10 men in the world ashamed. Not to mention that the Le family can also serve as her own help in the future, she is the right person to be the young master of the Zhao family.

For the first time, Zhao Wuxi took the initiative to hold Le Lingzi's hand, which made the girl a little overwhelmed.

He said softly: "what you said. I heard everything. Come in with me to meet Le Bo. After talking with me, his spirit has improved a lot. "

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"What the **** happened! Wasn't everything going well when I left yesterday!"

In the afternoon, Fan Jia returned to the craftsman's workshop. Waiting for him were a group of Fan's merchants who had just been defeated in the millet market and now stood in front of him with their heads down.

Fan Jia's lungs were about to explode with anger, and today everything went wrong: he was blocked from coercing and hooking up with Le's daughter, and was smashed by Zhao Wuxi. He was punched but couldn't fight back. bad news.

Fan's wheat flour has collapsed in the millet market!

A man from Jia complained bitterly: "Gentlemen, it's not that the servants are incompetent, it's just that the Zhao family is too cunning. They mix up the grains and the grains. The high price is still three stones for a bucket, which is more fine than Fan's wheat flour, and also With the name dedicated to the Xiqi Palace, the officials who did not want to try the food of the monarch abandoned us and bought it from the Zhao family instead."

The person on the side added: "And the ordinary wheat flour, Zhao's has dropped to the lowest one and a half stone for a bucket. Taxi and Chinese people who couldn't afford wheat flour in the past naturally like to sell them cheaply. No one cares..."

"Enough!" Fan Jia pointed at the tip of their nose and reprimanded: "You are just doing this and watching Zhao's tricks? Are you not going to cut prices?"

Everyone complained: "The gentleman does not know, this morning, dozens of carriages drove from the lower palace, pulling more than a thousand stone wheat flour, far exceeding the stock in our warehouse, the quality is not as good as others, the price is not as good as others, the quantity It's not as good as people, and it's useless to lower the price... Besides, they also played a wooden sign called advertising, and everyone in Jiangshi was attracted..."

"Snapped!"

Fan Jia stood up and murmured, "How can there be such a reason, how can there be such a reason!"

However, the bad news was not over yet. The merchants from Su City had just left, and the Jia people from the Fan Clan in Qi Tao City crowded in again and reported something even worse to Fan Jia.

"What! Even the lacquered pottery market is in trouble! Why is that?"

"Gentleman, the merchant of the state of Wei from Zhao's family, this morning, brought five new products of pottery from five carts, called porcelain. Its surface is blue and white, translucent, uniform and smooth, and its sound is like a choking sound, like copper, or like jade. The white pottery we produce Painted pottery, in comparison, has become a tool for cultivating violence, and it is unsightly..."

"Now they have a place in the pottery market. All five carts of porcelain have been sold out, and the price is ten times more expensive than ordinary pottery! The servants of the nobles no longer buy pottery, but crowded in front of the porcelain booth. Pre-orders have arrived for next month!"

Fan Jia's ears were buzzing. Before his departure, his grandfather asked him to take care of the lacquer pottery market and stabilize Fan's income from business taxes and goods. Still feeling inadequate, he reached out to Zhao's newly opened millet market wheat flour. He was very pleased with the initial success. He felt that he had grasped the essence of fighting the enemy because of food. When his grandfather came back, he could take credit for him.

Who knows, once Zhao Wuxi counterattacks, these illusory beauty will collapse one by one~lightnovelpub.net~ If the failure of Su Shi Maifen, but he reached out and was blocked back, the loss is not big. That lacquered pottery market let Zhao's forces squeeze in, but the root of his own family was dug up! He has failed his grandfather's orders and trust!

Fan Jia's feeling now is like being punched twice by Zhao Wuxi, only to find that he is on the farm and also has no power to fight back!

Yes, this so-called porcelain was made by the potters of the Lu Kingdom who were bought by Zhao Wuxi. It turned out that he had tossed around for half a year, just for this day!

"Let's look at today's Jiangshi, who is the world!" The words echoed in his ears again, and there was blood surging in Fan Jia's chest, and he even spit it out.

Everyone in the room panicked, "Gentleman, gentleman! Quickly pass on the doctor!"

Seriously! From now on, Xinjiang's cattle and horse market, millet market, and half of the lacquer pottery market will all be dominated by Zhao's merchants! (To be continued.)

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