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Chapter 1567 The new shopkeeper of Shenxianju

"Mr. Wei, this is a temptation!"

An old man with white hair said in pain at the Ministry of Personnel: "That little money is not a fundraising. He clearly wanted to attract those merchants to join the market and then clamor to go out to sea. The man was rude and cunning!"

This person, Qiu Jian, is named Qinzhai Gong, and is very famous in the south. Wei Zhi went to make tea in person, and then said with a smile: "Qinzhai Gong, you have to watch this matter slowly. Also, you can come out and bring some people at least! If there is an order, someone will explain it."

"Pooh!"

Qiu Zhen spat Wei Zhi and cursed: "You are becoming more and more stable as you are, but this person is becoming less and less backbone. I go to see Your Highness!"

Wei Zhi was quite arrogant and said with a smile: "Duke Qinzhai, if you go out to sea or not, you need to go to court and make your deceased decision. We don't have to say anything."

Qiu Jian glanced at him and said, "You have learned the tricks of officialdom. When you leave, I feel blind when I see you."

Wei Zhi said awkwardly: "Shame."

Qiu Jian once praised Wei Zhi in front of an old friend, which also added weight to his career.

Wei Zhi helped Qiu Jian out slowly. He saw a carriage outside the gate, and the one who pulled the carriage was actually Lao Ma, so he said, "Mr. Qinzhai, why don't you arrange a carriage here?"

Qiu Jianli ignored him, and was helped by the old servant into the carriage, shouting, "Go quickly and go quickly, go to your highness."

...

"Miss, Mo Yuanxing is here."

"Oh, then I'll go out."

Mochou put down the needle and thread in his hand and went to the front with his brother.

...

This was Mo Yuanxing's first time here. He was a little scared from the cold sergeant when he entered the door, to the guards who appeared from time to time after he came in, and the servants outside the courtyard.

The wing room was changed into the reception front hall. Mo Yuanxing gradually felt sweat on his forehead under the gaze of Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao.

I heard that son-in-law... Oh no, that uncle is very powerful and kills without blinking. Mo Yuanxing was chosen to help Mochou look at the shop, but after several battles, he cherishes it very much.

So he was worried that Fang Xing would kick him back.

Not long after, Mochou appeared with his brother.

"Brother Yuanxing."

Mochou was slightly blessed, and Mo Yuanxing waved his hand in fear and said, "Little sister, don't scare me, I'm going to be beaten and killed by my uncle."

Mo Chou smiled and said, "It's okay, Brother Yuanxing, come in."

As Mo Chou’s cousin of the world, Mo Yuanxing used to open a grocery store in his hometown, with a narrow vision, and then he jumped into the rice basket. While he was happy, he was also nervous.

After entering, Mo Chou said, "This god lives in the big market, and most of the customers are merchants. But the master said that businessmen have never fought with officials, so there are no troubles. You can save your worries about this one."

Mo Yuanxing smiled and said, "Who dares not go to Shenxianju to cause trouble without eyes? Don't worry, if there is, I will report to the government."

Mo Chou remembered the people from the Jinyiwei, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"There are also those chefs who are not allowed to bring seasonings home. This is the old rule. If someone bullies you, they will be driven out."

The so-called seasoning is MSG, which is the most important thing in Shenxianju. A chef had stolen it before. Mochou was so angry that he cried for a long time. In the end, he asked his brother to urge Fei Shi to come and take down the chef directly.

Later, after checking, the chef was tempted by his colleagues outside, and then he stole it.

Mo Yuanxing nodded and said, "Well, I understand, I will stare at the cooks. If someone is not authentic, then I will drive them out."

"My uncle is here."

At this time, someone said, and Mo Yuan bounced up suddenly, then turned sideways and faced the door.

Then Fang Xing appeared outside the door. He stepped in, nodded to Mochou first, and then looked at Mo Yuanxing in scrutiny.

Mo Yuanxing's back sweated instantly, and he stood with his hands behind his back, not daring to let out his breath.

"Mochou will reduce his appearance in Shenxianju in the future, and you are the candidate I have sent someone to check it out after several inspections..."

Mo Yuanxing was shocked. At that time, Mo Chou sent someone to pass the message, saying that he wanted to find a Mo family to help him watch Shenxianju. Then the group of people started arguing with the idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation.

A weak woman, even if we often get some benefits from the immortal Curie, can she say anything else?

A group of people was making a big fuss, but in the end Mochou sent someone to pass the message and selected Mo Yuanxing, who had no advantage, which made the group confused, including Mo Yuanxing, who was confused.

Now the matter is revealed. It turns out that all this was arranged by Fang Xing. In other words, if the Mo family members shouted to get some benefits from the immortal Curie, they were all known by this uncle.

"You are cautious and you like to leave room for things, which is great."

Fang Xing saw Mo Yuanxing's sweat gathering on his chin and said, "Do it well, Mochou will naturally not treat you badly in terms of salary, but remember, you should pay attention to Shenxianju. Although Shenxianju doesn't make much money in my eyes, it is the root of Mochou. If you look forward to it, you will naturally benefit you in the future. Okay, I still have something to do, so you can talk about it."

Fang Xing nodded at Mochou and went out.

Mo Chou looked at Fang Xing out with a smile, and then said, "Brother Yuanxing, please sit down."

Mo Yuanxing responded, sat down and smiled bitterly, "My uncle is so evil that I can't stand up."

Mo Chou chuckled and said, "There are many things happening in Jinling, and it's okay."

Fang Xing mentioned this matter and handled it with one hand. Mo Chou couldn't help but smile when he remembered it.

...

Fang Xing was going to welcome a baptism.

"...Xing He Bo, your science is chaotic everywhere. I just look at it, wanting to see what you can make, but you shouldn't inspire the merchants!"

Qiu Zhen's saliva was squirting wildly. Fang Xing blinked his eyes and wanted to push away the old man who had approached him, but he was worried that he would be angry to death. By then, he would become a mouse crossing the street in the south, and everyone would shout and beat him.

"The merchants in the south are already in the Xing and Bo. Do you want to add a fire? Is this what everyone wants to seek profit? Is it still necessary for people to be moral?

Fang Xing took a step back and remembered Jia Quan's words just now.

This old man was famous for his literary reputation in his early years. After taking the Jinshi exam, he fell seriously ill. Then he was so disheartened that he couldn't get out of the disease and just taught some students at home.

But later Jia Quan told the real reason. The old man was dissatisfied with Emperor Taizu Gao, so he simply pretended to be sick and did not want to be an official.

However, the private school is small in scale, so the income is small, and the old man often subsidizes poor disciples, which often leads to the family's income.

So even if such a person has lost most of his teeth and gray hair, he can only wake up and be silent.

"Tell me, what are you Xing and Bo trying to do? Will you mess up the south?"

Fang Xing bowed and said, "Duke Qinzhai, this matter involves future plans, and it does not only affect the Ming Dynasty."

Qiu Zhen frowned and said, "What plan? It is worthy of your destruction of people's hearts!"

The accusation was a bit serious. Fang Xing raised his eyebrows, ignored Zhu Zhanji's wink on the side and said, "Mr. Qinzhai, it's just an overseas business."

Qiu Jian said angrily: "Overseas, what are there overseas?"

"There are good fields, mines, and enemies!"

Fang Xing's calmness made Qiu Jie sigh slightly. He stepped back and bowed to Zhu Zhanji and said, "Your Highness, the south is not the prosperity you see with your naked eyes. People's hearts are changing. Greed has replaced morality. If this continues... Alas!"
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