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Chapter 143

Eating and taking too much

After three rounds of drinking, Shen Qing looked at the empty plate and touched her stomach, which hurt very much.

Whether it was wine or food, Zhong Koukou ate a lot, but he didn't get a few bites of it. It was a real loss.

"Sir Zhong, according to your opinion, how likely will this tea-horse market be opened?" Shen Qing asked.

Zhong Chengsong had enough food and drink, looked at Shen Qing's sincere expression, and then looked at the naked plate.

"You don't understand who is the memorial written by this letter?"

Shen Qing was stunned.

Datong was the gangster of Song Zhiqing, who was the concubine's brother of Song Prime Minister.

"I thought of it. Song Tongzhi dared to submit a memorial. Do you think it was the one he wanted to submit it himself. Is Song Xiang aware? And Song Xiang is the best person in front of the emperor. Who did you think of this memorial first?"

Shen Qing showed such an expression. In fact, he thought of it, but the idea of ​​closing the trade between the late emperor at the time was the intention of the late emperor. Now that the emperor wants to reopen, it will go against the will of the late emperor and will be regarded as unfilial, so he dare not think about it there.

But now when Zhong Chengsong said that he dared to think about it.

Yes, the emperor himself did not speak out, but no one of his officials and ministers followed his wishes? Especially the Song Xiang.

Song Xiang was born into a poor family and was a minister trusted and valued by the emperor from the beginning. In the years since he ascended the throne, he went wherever the emperor pointed. Even though he had touched many big cakes, he moved forward bravely and was willing to hit him and burst into blood. He could be said to be the most loyal dog-legged, no, a loyal minister of the humerus.

The emperor wanted to reopen the trade and share something with Song Xiang, but it was just a matter of talking and talking, and it was not difficult.

"So, it is imperative to reopen the trade." Shen Qing said, knocking on the table.

Zhong Chengsong thought to himself, it is naturally that not only the Ministry of Revenue is short of money, but the Emperor is also short of money.

In the past two years, the internal affairs funding has been made one after another, and there is no clear where to go. But he knew that the emperor had moved it away, and he also knew what the emperor had moved it to do.

Nowadays, with great ambitions, he wants to build an invincible army with ten thousand people, well-equipped, war horses at the right time, and obey the emperor only.

And the best and best BMW is on the grassland.

Alas, knowing a lot is not a good thing.

Zhong Chengsong drank the last drop of wine from the glass and smiled and said, "Thank you for treating me today. My wife asked me to go home earlier to discuss matters. I'll take the lead."

Shen Qing stood up, smiled and bowed, and waited for him to leave, and was still thinking about the exchange. Well, since that is the case, he had to let his family go to the Datong border to open two shops in advance. After all, the children are old and they are going to marry each one, which is a lot of money.

"Shopkeeper, check out."

The shopkeeper fiddled with the abacus a few times and said with a smile: "Mr. Shen, Sheng Hui is forty taels of silver."

Shen Qing shook his body: "No, how much did you say?"

"Forty taels."

"Rareless, do you even dare to rob the imperial officials of the court?" Shen Qing was angry. It was obvious that it could be solved with just twenty taels, so how could it be doubled?

The shopkeeper laughed: "Mr. Zhong, who was on the same table with you, also packed a pot of green bamboo wine, a pound of sauce beef, and half a pound of crispy fried garlic and peanuts, saying that it was entrusted to your account."

Shen Qing: “…”

I'm going, Zhong Qukou is too shameless. It's too much to eat and take!

Zhong Chengsong sat in his carriage, pulled open the block of green bamboo wine, sniffed it and covered it: "Hey, I've given an internal message. It's not too much to pack some snacks. As soon as you open a few shops, you'll make a profit."
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