In order to make the merchants feel that the money spent is worth the money, Ying Zheng asked their names one by one.

Of course, it would be different whether the emperor could remember it afterwards. But the merchants were particularly excited.

After a few conversations, we started having a banquet.

Although the merchants did not eat for a day, they all restrained themselves due to the etiquette of the monarch and ministers and tried their best to make themselves look more elegant.

Halfway through the meal, Li Shui stood up again and toasted them one by one.

The merchants were all excited and grateful. After all, if there were no banished immortals, how could they have the opportunity to meet the emperor?

Many merchants were excited and even shed tears.

When it was Zhou Gui's turn, Zhou Gui burst into tears. He held the wine glass and his hands were trembling.

Li Shui patted his shoulder: "I understand, I understand when you have seven medals hanging around your neck. Come on, after doing this, we will let go of our past grudges and smile to eliminate grudges."

Zhou Gui wiped his tears and thought to himself: You know nothing.

But what can he say in such an occasion? He could only pour the fairy wine one by one with tears in his mouth.

A quarter of an hour later, Ying Zheng left early. Before leaving, he instructed the young eunuchs to treat these merchants well and make them return with great pleasure.

The little eunuch respectfully agreed.

However, after Ying Zheng left, the little eunuch stood up and said to the merchants: "Everyone, you should also know something. Although Your Majesty is kind, you will be happy and return home. Do you really want to drink freely in the palace?"

The merchants understood the implication and said, "We have something to do, so I'm afraid I'll say goodbye first."

"I still have accounts at home that have not been settled, so I need to leave early."

"I'm going to sleep and prepare for going to sea..."

For a moment, all the merchants seemed to have something to do and had to leave the palace.

The little eunuch nodded with satisfaction, and then looked enthusiastic: "My lords, have you all the fun? Your Majesty has an order first. If you don't have enough fun, I can't let you go. Haha..."

These merchants bowed and said, "We have already had a good time."

Suddenly, Zhou Gui said with his tongue: "What's the fun? It's still far from here. Come on, let's continue to drink. Hehe, a cup of fairy wine costs 100,000 yuan. If you drink a thousand cups, I'll be enough. If you drink a thousand cups, I'll make a profit."

Zhou Gui said, while Gudu Gudu poured himself another cup.

Li Shui was moved by her side: This guy has a good alcohol tolerance.

As a result, just after he finished sighing, Zhou Gui lay on the ground. He could no longer stand up and was still muttering: "You can count for me, I want to drink a thousand cups..."

The little eunuch shook his head and said with contempt: "Vulgarity, disgusting. Who carried him out?"

The merchants around immediately lifted Zhou Gui up in vain.

Then, the little eunuch took everyone out of the palace.

As for Li Shui, he went to bed directly in the Dan Room.

The merchants followed the little eunuch to the palace gate. The little eunuch bowed slightly and went back.

The merchants carried Zhou Gui outside the door in a slight manner, threw it in the corner, and all left.

Zhou Gui leaned against the wall and slept soundly, and was still talking in his sleep: "Thirty-five cups, thirty-six cups, thirty-seven cups... Well? If you can't go to the toilet, you will lose money when you go to the toilet. Keep drinking, continue..."

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When Zhou Gui woke up again, he found himself lying in the stable with straw on his body.

He got up in confusion and thought to himself: Am I having a banquet in the palace?

He patted his head and walked out of the stable. The more he looked at the scenes around him, the more familiar he became. He suddenly recalled: "Isn't this the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Zhou Gui suddenly felt cold in his heart and subconsciously wanted to escape, but soon he was stopped by the butler who was smiling and silly.

The housekeeper said lightly: "Shopkeeper Zhou is so cool. He has a huge debt of tens of millions of yuan on his back, and he actually has the intention to drink and have fun."

Zhou Gui smiled bitterly: "The villain is just drinking to drown his sorrows."

The butler laughed: "Last night, the Prime Minister couldn't worry about you, so he ordered me to wait outside the palace. Humph, if I hadn't brought you back in time, you would have been frozen to death outside."

Zhou Gui didn't say anything, but he was cursing in his heart: It's already spring, it's noisy to freeze to death.

The housekeeper patted his shoulder: "Follow me, the Prime Minister is waiting for you. You are so lucky that you actually made friends with the Prime Minister."

Zhou Gui wanted to cry a little: I am also called making friends?

Wang Wan was having a meal, and she definitely didn't mean to let Zhou Gui have a few bites.

After a long time, Wang Wan seemed to finally remember Zhou Gui who was waiting next to her. He raised his head, looked at Zhou Gui, and then said lightly: "What are your plans?"

Zhou Gui said respectfully: "The villain plans to leave Xianyang and find opportunities in the old Qi area."

Wang Wan glanced at him and said coldly: "The deficit of 80 million yuan has not been filled yet. Do you want to escape?"

Zhou Gui didn't say anything, but he was very dissatisfied: Why should I make up for this money?

Wang Wan asked again: "What are you going to do with that money?"

Zhou Gui said with a bitter face: "Eighty million yuan, even if I give it to me for thirty or fifty years, I can't get it all."

Wang Wan sighed: "I am the prime minister of the current dynasty. You actually want to rely on my money. You are very brave."

Zhou Gui felt that Wang Wan was gradually becoming murderous.

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhou Gui's potential was stimulated. He said in a hurry: "Master, the villain just thought of a solution."

Wang Wan asked, "What's the solution?"

Zhou Gui said: "Although we don't have 80 million yuan, we still have more than 80 medals. Each medal is worth one million yuan. So, in fact, 80 million yuan is still there, just a change of appearance."

Wang Wan was furious: "Are you just spending my time? How much fertile land can you buy for 80 million yuan? Can you buy fertile land with a medal?"

Zhou Gui was so scared that his whole body trembled, but he still said tremblingly: "As long as the Prime Minister comes forward, the villain has a way to turn these more than 80 medals into Qin Banliang."

Wang Wan asked in confusion: "What is the solution?"

Zhou Gui said carefully: "Yesterday His Majesty's banquet for merchants was Huai Guzi's proposal. And the Prime Minister has a much higher status than Huai Guzi. If the Prime Minister also proposes, His Majesty should agree."

"At that time, those merchants who want to see His Majesty will naturally be very enthusiastic and come to us to buy medals."

Wang Wan frowned when she heard this.

Zhou Gui's words sound a bit reasonable, but it is difficult to operate.

On the surface, he was a prime minister, and he was indeed much more powerful than Huai Guzi. But Wang Wan himself knew that the emperor obviously favored Huai Guzi more.

Huai Guzi does something extraordinary, and His Majesty laughs it off, it's fine.

If you do something extraordinary, Your Majesty may have to think about it for a few days, or even doubt whether you have plans to rebel.

Secondly, how did you propose? For what reason? Did you find some people and award them the medals of the Great Qin Warriors?

What’s more important is, what will happen if His Majesty knows the truth in the future?

Your Majesty is the heroic lord, and he is decisive in killing. If he discovers that the dignified emperor has become a tool for the prime minister to make money. By then...

Wang Wan shuddered and thought about all the tortures he could remember.

Zhou Gui looked at Wang Wan nervously: "Prime Minister, is your plan feasible?"

Wang Wan stood up, walked slowly to him, and slapped him in the face: "Do you want to kill me?"

Zhou Gui fell to the ground dizzy and thought aggrievedly: This strategy is OK, why did it kill people?

Wang Wan left angrily, and he returned to the study and paced back and forth.

He thought secretly: If he wants to make up for the 80 million deficit, he still has to make up for these compasses.

Although Zhou Gui’s plan is not feasible, it will not be useless if it is adapted.

In short, in short, this matter is not urgent and you have to take it slowly.

Thinking of this, Wang Wan said to the butler: "Go, send someone immediately to the street to spread some news. He said that His Majesty intends to meet some merchants again. When spreading the news, be careful not to let people know that the news was circulated from the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"In addition, any merchant who wants to enter the palace must meet two conditions. First, he once bought a compass with medals. Second, he has not been received last time."

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment and asked carefully: "Your Majesty really have this plan?"

Wang Wan shook her head: "It doesn't matter whether your Majesty has any plans or not. Just let the merchants believe it is true. In addition, you send someone to follow Zhou Gui and let him sell medals on the street every day."

"If you can't sell it in one day, you can sell it for two days. If you can't sell it for two days, you can sell it for ten days. If you can't sell it forever, he won't have to do anything else. I can let him sleep in the stables for the rest of his life."

The butler responded and left hurriedly.

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Soon, these rumors spread throughout Xianyang City. The merchants didn't know who first released the rumors, but they were willing to believe that the rumors were true.

Unfortunately, Shangjun Villa no longer sells compass with medals.

Some people even want to find merchants who were already seen last time, recycle their compass at a high price, so as to use them to enter the palace again.

But no matter how high the price they gave, the merchants firmly disagree.

This compass is no longer just a compass, but a supreme honor. Their medals have been touched by His Majesty himself.

Who is willing to sell it to others? Who dares to sell it to others.
To be continued...