Chapter 92 Money House and Brothel

In the afternoon of the same day, Fan Xian cordially met the relevant officials of the Transport Department of the Inner Truck at his temporary residence. Other officials on Jiangnan Road were frightened by him and dared not get close to him. However, these Inner Truck officials were his direct subordinates and could not escape, so they had to bite the bullet and come to see him. Fortunately, Fan Xian had already lost his cold skin and bones like the riverside. He said a few words with a smile, and then planned a date for his departure. He sent the officials out of the mansion with a kind face, which made the Inner Truck officials a little confused for a while.

In the evening, it was a welcoming banquet prepared in Jiangnan. For the same reasons, the chief officials of the prefectures and counties in the Yangtze River were just sitting for a while and retreated. Anyway, they had done their etiquette and the court rules could not tolerate them staying in Suzhou City. They wanted to stay as far away from Fantisi of the Supervision Office, the better, and it was easy to find a reason. Only the officials of Suzhou Prefecture could not go, and they looked at the head in fear.

In the chief, Fan Xian, Governor Xue Qing, Governor of Jiangnan, and Governor, drank and had a harmonious atmosphere. The magistrate of Suzhou present was bitter and forced to smile. However, the magistrate of Hangzhou knew that the imperial envoy would be stationed in Hangzhou in the future, so he stayed with a shy face. He kept flattering Fan Xian and Governor in the murderous eyes of Suzhou officials. This magistrate of Hangzhou is a real talent, and he was not afraid of Fan Xian's method of turning against others, so he decided to please his superiors. No matter when and where, there would be no mistake.

After the banquet, the Governor General first brought the official sedan chair. The two of them decided to go to Xue's mansion tomorrow to disturb him. Fan Xian bowed farewell to the officials in the building and got on the carriage he brought.

He was still the same as he used to be, and he liked to ride in a car but not in a sedan chair.

The curtain in front of the carriage was not blocked, and the night wind in Suzhou City was blowing, and there was also a little clear sound of silk and bamboo that came into my ears. The Jiangnan region was rich, and the wealthy businessmen raised more talented people. The brothel business in Suzhou and Hangzhou is also famous for its good reputation.

Fan Xian gently patted his cheeks. He let Ye Feng blow away the slight heat from his face. Although the true energy in his body had recovered a lot, his alcohol tolerance had not yet come back. When the officials persuaded him today, he felt a little dizzy.

"Hangzhou's address has been set, where is Suzhou City?" He asked softly with his eyes closed and half-closed.

Shi Chanli sat next to him, thought for a while and said, "Sang Wen will arrive in the middle of the month...students...students."

Fan Xian smiled. He opened his eyes and sighed: "I really feel sorry for you when you let you do these things. If you want to last for another year or two, you also know that there are not many people around me who have believed in it."

What he and Shi Chanli said was the plan to go south to Baoyue Tower. The brothel business is not only the fastest return of money, but also often plays unexpected roles, such as intelligence. When Fan Xian was in Kyoto, he had already decided to drive his brothel to Jiangnan. Although he would definitely encounter a lot of resistance, as his own identity and power, it should be no problem to have a little climate within a year.

Shi Chanli asked: "Sir. Can this matter be postponed? After all, you will set off to the inner warehouse the day after tomorrow. There is no backbone in Suzhou City. You have to choose a location to buy a house and a girl at this time. I am afraid that I will not be able to keep the place."

"I'm not here. There's the third prince..." A bad smile flashed across Fan Xian's eyes, "Tomorrow I will pick a few old masters for the third prince. Although he always follows me to Hangzhou in the future, he will still stay in Suzhou during this period... Don't forget, what kind of business does this prince do in Kyoto, don't look at his young age, but he is clearly ruthless about the tricks inside. With Your Highness coming forward, of course, the Governor General is not good at saying anything. You can buy whatever building you want. As for those popular girls... if you spend more money, there's no reason to be a failure? With Your Highness behind you, don't worry that the brothel bosses in Jiangnan will dare to play tricks with you. Since it's a playful place, it's just a play of smashing people with silver. Are you still worried that you don't have any money?"

Shi Chanli was dumbfounded and thought to himself that Your Majesty asked you to educate the third prince. Did you... think of using the third prince to open a brothel in Jiangnan? This is too rebellious!

And then he thought of another thing: Why did the adults carry so much silver around? The 138,880 taels of snowflake silver ingots in the box must not be moved. Then he said this before, and he must have had many silver notes in his arms - thinking of this festival. Shi Chanli said worriedly: "If you want to sell it clearly, the brothel industry in Jiangnan will definitely take the opportunity to raise the price... The money spent on land is like flowing water, and I don't know how many days it can last."

At this time, the carriage rolled over the clean bluestone road in Suzhou City, passed a door, and arrived at a prosperous commercial area during the day.

Even at night, the signs of the shops on this street are still extremely bright. Suzhou is the largest port for production in the inner warehouses, so from the perspective of prosperity and commercial development, except for Dongyi City, there is no city in the world that can compare with it. Buying glass here is four-fifths cheaper than Northern Qi, but Fan Xian knew the cost of glass and knew that Suzhou's merchants have already made a lot in the past few decades.

In addition to various signs of the business land, the most conspicuous thing is a blue cloth that appears every not far away. It is said that it is not that the blue cloth is dyed with fireflies that can glow at night, but that the blue cloth is not a restaurant, and the blue cloth is painted with patterns that are somewhat similar to the Fan family emblem.

There are eight or nine money shops on this street!

The carriage that Fan Xian was riding slowly passed by the quiet street. When passing by a new green cloth, he pointed to the gate of the money house and said in a low voice: "Even if you are so poor that you are dying, don't come to this money house."

When Shi Chanli heard this, he only looked at it. After thinking for a while, he said curiously: "Invite? I haven't heard of it... It's not Taiping Money House, so no one dares to deal with them."

Fan Xian smiled and said nothing.

At that time, the world's business was gradually developing, and it became a very difficult thing to trade in Dachun again with cash banking. So silver bills gradually became something that merchants like, and institutions such as silver bankers began to show their importance. However, for existences like money banks, people valued the most, of course, credit and confidence, so in this world, there is no problem of big fish eating small fish. Decades have passed, and there are still only a few big fish in the world.

The three largest fish are called Nanqing, Beiqi, and Dongyicheng.

The silver notes issued by Nanqing and Beiqi are official tickets. Of course, they have the best credit, but the officials in the court did not realize the importance of it at all. It was very troublesome to redeem official tickets, and the flexibility was too poor. Therefore, in addition to saving coffin books, ordinary merchants chose the Taiping Money House opened by Dongyi City.

Although Taiping Money House is the capital of Dongyi City, it is said that some princes and nobles in the Northern Qi and Nanqing also placed shares in it. Therefore, no matter how the three kings and kings quarreled and fought, it is amazing that the money house itself was not affected. Twenty or thirty years have passed. Taiping Money House has first-class reputation, strong capital, considerate service, and secretly supported by the upper classes of various countries. Naturally, it became the largest money house in the world.

None of them, Taiping Money House is the largest in the world.

Even the Taiping Money House opened three branch numbers on this street. Fan Xian looked at the green cloth floating outside the car and said, "If you withdraw money, you can get it from Taiping Money House."

Shi Chan immediately responded.

"Get as much as you want." Fan Xian said calmly: "I'll give you seals and numbers before I leave. Don't be petty and reluctant to spend money."

Take as much as you want? How can you get such a good thing in this world? Shi Chanli was stunned and smiled and said, "Can you be the one who owns this Taiping Money House?"

Fan Xian smiled and scolded: "If I have so much money, everything will be solved. Why do I have to deal with those people?"

Shi Chanli was his confidant. He knew that he was from the Northern Qi side, so he didn't respond after a little nervous. But he immediately thought of the inner treasury from the Northern Qi Dynasty. He could not imagine that the inner treasury would open soon. If Fan Xian wanted to fund Xia Qifei and the Ming family to win the bid, he would need a large amount of terrifying funds to complete. He frowned and said, "Sir, the inner treasury is in a hurry to use the money. If he doesn't take advantage of it for the time being, I think the opening of the store will be slow."

Fan Xian shook his head: "The silver you need to adjust and the silver you need to win the bid in the inner warehouse are not the same order of magnitude, so you don't have to worry about it. As for opening a store, you should still be as soon as possible. First, take advantage of Your Highness's time in Suzhou. He probably also has this interest and is convenient for doing things. Second,..."

He thought of his father who stayed in Kyoto and couldn't help laughing: "Secondly, the girls in Jiangnan are still waiting for our old Fan family to rescue him. One day is the day before."

This is true. Since the rules were set for Baoyuelou in Kyoto, it was supplemented by the girl Shi Qing'er. Although the girls in Baoyuelou are still doing flesh-and-skin business, their lives are much better than they were back then and they have a smaller commission. Doctors regularly visit outpatient clinics and sign new "labor contracts". The girls in Baoyuelou are really grateful to Fan Xian, and their momentum is promoted. Once the influence comes out, the brothel industry in Kyoto is now beginning to show a healthy and upward feeling of ups and downs.

If Baoyue Tower could really be opened into a chain in Jiangnan, Liu Rushi from Jiangnan would probably be very happy with the arrival of the mission Fan Qin.

After returning to the salt merchant, he gave up the dihuayuan with joy. Fan Xian took the hot soup handed over by Sisi and drank it. In addition to sobering up, he also warmed up his body. He leaned on the desk and read several newspapers from the courtyard. When he found that the world was peaceful, he relaxed and let Sisi go to the inner room to fall asleep. However, he walked out, put on a thick jacket, rubbed his hands, and knocked on the door of another room.

The tiger guards and six swordsmen, not far behind him, hurriedly hid in the darkness.

The door creaked open, revealing Haitang's sleepy face.

Before Haitang could speak, Fan Xian was already surprised and said, "I went to bed so early?"

Haitang smiled slightly, let him enter the house, turned the smokeless oil lamp light up a little, and said softly: "This businessman is so luxurious, and this bed is also comfortable. I think you are afraid you will be drunk at the reception banquet tonight, so I went to bed first."

Fan Xian looked carefully and found that the girl's home was not very thick in white clothes, but just a very simple robe. He frowned and said, "Wear more. Although you have a high level, you are naturally cold and not easy to mess with."

Haitang was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he yawned, half-supported his jaw on the bed, and said, "If you have anything, hurry up and talk about it."

Fan Xian was stunned, but forgot what he was going to say at this time. After he got on the Beijing boat last night, Haitang disappeared silently and appeared in the garden in an idiot again in the afternoon. Could it be that he just came to confirm whether she was there? Or was he already used to chatting with this saint of Northern Qi like an old friend?

"It's hard for me to get drunk." Fan Xian was a little anxious and wise man. He smiled and said with the first sentence of Haitang: "You know I'm afraid of death and timid. So I won't get drunk except in front of someone I can completely believe in."

"So you can only get drunk at home?" Haitang opened his bright eyes and asked curiously.

Fan Xian shook his head: "In addition to being able to believe it completely, I also have to believe that when I am drunk, the people around me have enough ability to protect my safety."

Haitang smiled and knew what he meant. Then he felt a little pitiful to the other party and said pity: "Don't tell me. If you grow up so old, you will be drunk in Songhe Curie, who is in the capital... Once."

That time in Shangjing, Northern Qi Dynasty, Fan Xian was drunk in front of Haitang until he was drowsy and unconscious. He was also given aphrodisiacs and became the biggest Taoist since his rebirth.

Fan Xian said angrily: "You still have the face to mention...of course." He couldn't see the sympathy in Haitang's eyes, and Leng Ao said: "I was often drunk when I was a child. Don't take yourself too much importance."

Haitang smiled and said, "At that time, that...blind master has been following you all the time?"

Fan Xian didn't reply.

Haitang suddenly frowned and said, "Then... the legend says that you are so excited about your poems after drinking, and you are drunk in the Qing Kingdom Palace... Is it also fake?"

Fan Xian waved his hand, not wanting to continue with this boring topic with her, and asked directly: "Does the money be there?"

Haitang sighed boredly. She sat up and looked at his eyes and nodded seriously: "From August, Your Majesty has started to arrange it, so you don't have to worry."

Fan Xian laughed at himself and said, "What should I do if I'm not worried? I can't let the old man transfer the silver from the treasury for myself."

"Speaking of this," Haitang frowned and said, "You actually brought more than 100,000 taels of silver by your side... Isn't that stupid? I don't believe you just want to show off your might when you greet the wind by the river."

Fan Xian thought that this was an arrangement that he had no choice but to make. Where can I tell you the inside story? No one can tell this.

"It's just some useless money, what are you afraid of?"

"You have been in office for less than two years, but you have so much money around you." Haitang smiled and said with a smile: "Including you, including the salary of Lingzun, you will only need more than a hundred years to save so much money. How do you explain to the officials?"

Fan Xian shook his head and said, "Don't forget, my Fan family is a big family. The family property is the real place to make money."

"Oh? A big clan who can easily take out so much money... Is there no unlawful act? Be careful that the censor of the Censorate will refer to your chapter."

"Ginseng and ginseng." Fan Xian smiled and said, "Even if the clan doesn't have that much money, I will not doubt what I have done in the past two years when I know that I have done a big business."

"A brothel, more than a dozen bookstores... can you earn so much money?" Haitang asked in confusion.

"Don't underestimate my second-year-old job in making money... Of course, I have been an official in the court for two years, and the benefits of collecting are also quite good. They are basically buried in that box, don't say it. When I leave Beijing, I have to change such neat silver ingots. If the old man helps to transfer it from the warehouse, I would be helpless." Fan Xian said with a smile: "When things are over. The so-called bribery silver is mixed with these clean silver. The court is not good at saying anything about me. Just to make up enough money, I can search all the land and flowing silver in my name. Now there is a really empty shell in Kyoto."

Haitang then realized that he had this plan and couldn't help but feel a little contempt: "With your status, why are you so concerned about clearing the bribes?"

"The mountain man... has its own wonderful uses."

"Then you keep the money in the box and it's hard to move in front of everyone. What should you do if you use money in the future?"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Isn't you there? And there is also that lovely Emperor. The money he bought into Taiping Money House this time is not a small amount. I will grab a few of them, and I guess he won't mind it."

Haitang was stunned, and then he realized that when it comes to fighting and strategy, he would not be inferior to Fan Xian. He could talk about making money by cheating and making money. The gap between him and the Fan family was a bit big. In the next few days, he would have to keep a close eye on him.

The scene at this time was really ridiculous. Fan Xian and Haitang. Two innocent and unrestrained figures who were recognized throughout the world were whispering in the room on a gloomy night about topics such as silver, silver notes, money houses, and money laundering.

And in the main hall of the palace, a candle hanging high, representing the spirit of Fan Xian's Jiangnan Government Declaration, was placed there openly.

People who walked around couldn't help but look at the box, but there were guards everywhere, and six swordsmen hid in secret to protect them. Although more than 100,000 taels of silver were slanderous, if you want to rob this box of silver, thieves or greedy thieves might as well rush directly to the government treasury to rob the official silver, as they would be afraid that the success factor would be greater.

The box was just like this, with a big dick open, exposed in front of everyone, with snow-white silver ingots showing its stomach, emitting a seductive and soul-devouring light, and a dangerous chill oozing out from it.

A few days later, the entire Jiangnan Road was very troubled and the imperial envoy Fan Xian finally left Suzhou, took all his men and subordinates to escape the official road, and headed to the southwest to the Transportation Department of the Inner Treasury in the southwest. Although the third prince was still in Suzhou City, the officials were greatly relieved. They thought that as long as Fan Tisi was not there, it would be not easy to fool a child?

The third prince didn't know what these officials were thinking, otherwise with his vicious temperament and his temper at this time, he might have played something new.

In the past two days, he was already a little angry. Fan Xian went to the Neiku but did not take him with him. The Neiku was the Ye family's industry back then, which indirectly supported the stability and pioneering ability of Qing State. It can even be said that the Qing State was maintained by the Neiku, so that place naturally became the most strict place for the Qing State court to guard, and the ban was more strict than the palace. In folk legends, it was simply a five-thunder patrol outside and the gods were in the middle. It was the lifelong wish of many people to go to the Neiku to see the scenery. Although the third prince was the prince's honor, he was still very curious about the Neiku, but without His Majesty's special permission, the prince was not qualified to go to the Neiku. He thought that following Fan Xian to the south of the Yangtze River this time would be able to get what he wanted. Unexpectedly, Fan Xian actually threw himself in Suzhou!

With a snap, a middle-aged scholar who saw a well-educated man was in a mess and cried out in a terrible way. The third prince followed and cursed viciously: "Father asked Fan Xian to be a gentleman! He dared to run away! I dared to kick someone!"

The people in the mansion were silent. The imperial envoy left. Who would dare to offend this young master? Even the teacher invited by Xiaoyi of the Governor's Office would dare to kick him. If he had a few more words, wouldn't he be dead?

The third prince was angry, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw a man named Guigui Chongchong walking out of the corridor, quickly stopped, walked over and took a look... but found that it was Fan Xian's confidant disciple Shi Chanli.

Although he was arrogant and vicious, he was not good at treating Shi Chanli for Fan Xian's sake. He asked curiously: "Where is Mr. Shi going?"

Shi Chanli seemed to be frightened and said with a pleasing voice: "I have seen Your Highness, I'm going out for a walk."

The third prince was stunned and said, "I have never seen the fun places in Suzhou City. You have to take me with you."

Shi Chanli begged for mercy and said, "Your Highness, the teacher has strict orders. All the homework has been assigned these days. If you don't finish it, what will happen? ... Besides, letting the teacher know that I will take Your Highness out for a trip is also a great sin."

The third prince frowned and snorted coldly: "Do it, just..." He looked at Shi Chanli with a flashing look and smiled: "You have to tell you, if you don't follow the teacher to the inner warehouse, what are you doing in Suzhou? Where are you going now?"

Shi Chanli was blocked by these words, hesitated for a while, and wanted to speak but stopped. After a while, he lowered his voice and smiled bitterly: "Your Highness is not ignorant. The student is pitiful. He was ordered by the sect master to do that business."

The third prince lit up his eyes and asked tentatively: "But... Baoyue Tower is going to open in Suzhou?"

Shi Chanli was stunned and covered his mouth, as if he was very upset that he had missed his mouth.

The third prince sneered twice, but was happy in his heart. He thought that if he could resume his old business in Suzhou, it would be much happier than sitting in this mansion. His shares in the building in Kyoto were taken away by Fan Xian. Now he knows that Fan Xian is also a real person with superficial morality, so the third prince would not miss this opportunity.
Chapter completed!