After Yang Zhao left the door, Li Qing whispered to Xian Yu Zhongtong: "This matter is confidential, is there any convenient way for Uncle Shi to speak here?"

Seeing his serious face, Xian Yu Zhongtong hurriedly took him into the secret room. The secret room was built underground and he was about to walk through a long corridor. The light in the corridor was dark and damp and stuffy. Obviously, the ventilation opening was very small, and there was not even a stone door at the end of the corridor. When I opened the stone door, there was a secret room inside. The room was also spacious and the ventilation was obviously much better than the corridor. Li Qing looked at it and saw that the room was arranged in an extremely simple manner, without any gorgeous decorations. The ground was covered with black marble, which was as smooth as a mirror. When people walked on it, they could see another himself. The top and around were paved with good white marble. There were rows of shelves on each side against the wall. The shelves were placed in a classified manner. There were books and various documents in a neat manner. In the middle was a large table, with sandalwood chairs placed around the table.

Xian Yu Zhongtong sat down and glanced at Li Qing and said, "This secret room is made of two layers of bluestone. No matter how you yell, you can't hear anything outside, so don't worry." He changed his tone and went straight to the point and said, "Tell me! What's the secret?"

Li Qing took a deep breath. When he walked through the corridor, he had already thought of a word. He also pulled a chair and sat down, stared at Xian Yu Zhongtong's eyes, and said word by word: "This matter is related to the current emperor."

It was as if the stone was broken into the sky, and it was like a thunderbolt on the ground. Xian Yu Zhongtong stood up suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and he looked at Li Qing, but he saw that he looked serious and did not look like a joke.

"You said! You are not allowed to hide a word and say everything you know to me."

At this moment, Xian Yu Zhongtong's tone was tough and majestic, and completely different from his usual gentleness. It's no wonder that no matter how big or small, as long as it involves the emperor, it is a major event that concerns the survival of the family.

"Uncle Shi, sit down quickly, don't worry, the matter hasn't happened yet!" Li Qing paused briefly, intending to calm down Xian Yu Zhongtong, and then slowly said: "Do you know the details of Princess Shou's becoming a monk."

"I heard that he was demoted to monks because he was disrespectful at the emperor's birthday party." Xian Yu Zhongtong's face warmed up and his tone was gentle: "This is an internal matter of the royal family, it has nothing to do with you and me, don't meddle in other people's business."

"Uncle Shi said this is nothing. When someone with a heart seizes the opportunity and becomes successful, he is afraid that Uncle Shi will not say this to me as nothing. If I really don't want to listen, then I will really think it is nothing."

After saying that, Li Qinggong bowed and wanted to say goodbye and leave, but Xian Yu Zhongtong grabbed him and said apologetically: "I'm not right. Don't put it in my heart with my nephew. You continue to say, I'll listen."

The two of them calmed down and the atmosphere eased a lot. Li Qing approached Xianyu Zhongtong and lowered his voice and said, "The place where Princess Shou became a monk is in the palace. The problem lies in this. The emperor built a Taoist temple for her and named it Yuzhen Temple after her Taoist name. Isn't this strange?"

Xian Yu Zhongtong suddenly understood what Li Qing meant. He was hinting at the incest of his father-in-law and daughter-in-law. The person involved was the emperor. Before Li Qing could continue to speak, Xian Yu Zhongtong waved his hand to stop him.

"So what my nephew meant is to use this Yang Zhao?"

"Yes! Since Concubine Wu Hui's death, the harem has become unparalleled. Once Yang Yuhuan is supported by the right hand, he will become the lord of the harem. The old man and young wife are matched by her family. How can her family not go up to heaven? Yang Zhao is very good at observing words and deeds, and acts by any means. He has been kind to Yang Yuhuan in the past. If he is allowed to enter Beijing, he will sooner or later become prosperous. He is now in luck. Uncle Shi will support him. Isn't this the son of Lu Buwei? Besides, even if he cannot succeed, the loss is not great, but if he succeeds, the profits in it will not be profitable by selling anything. Which one is more important? With Uncle Shi's shrewdness, can't you measure it?"

Xian Yu Zhongtong took a breath. Every time Li Qing saw him, he would give him a new feeling. He couldn't help but look up at him, but saw him lying lazily on the chair, his eyes like an old sly businessman holding a Qibao waiting to be sold.

"What! Don't Uncle Shi believe me?"

Xian Yu Zhongtong was silent. Li Qingzhi's words seemed absurd, but when he thought about it carefully, every word was reasonable. This matter was very likely to be true. If it was true, then Yang Zhao would be a rare thing. He was already moved and frowned and paced back and forth indoors. He could indeed have a gamble. If he failed, there would be no loss.

However, there is no need to do anything for Yang Zhao, but he should let him do things for himself. Thinking of this, a slight sneer appeared on the corner of Xian Yu Zhongtong's mouth.

"Nephew, you ask Yang Zhao to come to see me tomorrow."

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Li Qing came out of Xianyu's mansion. When the rain had just stopped, a cool air came to his face. He refused to take him back to the carriage to the inn. He was leisurely and walked with his hands along the green willows. It was quite smooth. Xianyu Zhongtong finally agreed to Yang Zhao's affairs, but asked Yang Zhao to be the deacon who he refused to agree with, on the excuse to examine his abilities, but his real purpose was to accept Yang Zhao's heart first. Yang Zhao was like a precious dog. He was first discovered and taken in by Li Qing, and now he would be fed by Xianyu Zhongtong. Li Qing smiled faintly. He had his own way to make Yang Zhao willing.

Before he knew it, he came to the near the inn. When he first arrived, he entered the inn from a small road, but now he went around the front street, which was called Sima Bridge. It was named after Xiangru's promise to Wenjun. It was the most prosperous area in Chengdu. That is, when Li Qing could no longer be leisurely. People who came out to breathe after the rain blocked the streets and could not pass by without him taking a step.

"His grandma, is it necessary to be breathable?"

He cursed softly, twisted his neck to the side, raised his head high, and gasped heavily. The posture was like a fish that had been away from the water for too long. A towering restaurant appeared in front of him, which looked quite similar to the Zuixiang Restaurant in Langzhong, but the magnificent place was even better.

Suddenly, Li Qing felt something. He seemed to see the word "for sale". He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. No, there was a piece of white paper on the vermilion gate: "This building is for sale." Li Qing was overjoyed. There were people who were willing to sell buildings in such diamond areas. He suddenly returned to the water like a fish, swam, and passed through the crowd in a few steps, pushing the door into the building.

In front of him was a large gold-painted plaque with two large characters splashed ink on it: "Wangjiang". The font is wide and full, with a majestic momentum, but it looks familiar. He thought hard for a moment, but couldn't figure it out, so he left his thoughts and walked in.

The building was quiet, as if it had been closed, and the ground was cleaned clean. More than a dozen waiters were wiping the ash on the beams and windows. On the front desk was a middle-aged white fat man. His mouth was naturally curved, and he smiled even when he was angry, which made people feel good about him. He was settled. Li Qing came in to interrupt his thoughts. He smiled gently and pointed to the empty lobby with a pen, meaning that it had been closed. Seeing that Li Qing was not leaving, a waiter ran up and smiled and said, "Sorry, the shop is about to be sold and has been closed. The waiter can come back in a while."

"I came for the sale, can you shopkeeper be there?"

"I'm!" The fat white man put down his pen and walked out of the tent and smiled, "Does the guest want to buy this restaurant?"

Li Qing suddenly felt that he was really a bit rogue. He only had 1,800 guan in his hands now, so he wanted to buy such a big restaurant. Isn’t it too overestimated? But he had already said that, so he had to bite the bullet and continue asking: “It’s a friend of mine who wants to buy it, I wonder how much it will cost?”

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "I have to discuss this with the boss, but I heard that someone had already bid 15,000 guan a few days ago, but he still didn't buy it in the end."

Li Qing was shocked: "Why? Can't you buy this restaurant if you 15,000 guan?"
Chapter completed!