After reading the secret decree, Lin Che couldn't sleep even more.
It is like a sharp blade hanging over your head, ready to strike down at any time.
Lin Che stayed awake until seven in the morning and simply got up to wash up.
As for the secret decree, he wanted to find a place to hide it, but after searching everywhere, he found no hidden place.
Just burn it directly.
While eating breakfast, Lin Che's mind was still full of the few numbers in the secret decree.
Although the meat buns were delicious, they didn't smell good at all.
Xiaoqing, who was waiting beside him, saw this and sighed inwardly:
This old man must have been really pent up all night. He has no energy at all now.
He swallowed the last bite of the bun.
Lin Che decided not to think about the secret decree and just pretend it didn't exist.
His goal was clear:
Make money, make money, and make money.
With money, he would have skill points, which would allow him to survive.
"Let's go to Zuiyue Tower."
Lin Che, along with Xiaoqing, Dazhuang and several other guards, got on the carriage and set off.
When we arrived at Zuiyue Tower in the inner city, we found it was indeed very grand.
Just by looking at the entrance, you can tell that it costs a lot of money to get in.
"When we get in later, if anyone yells at me or even hits me, just stand there and watch. Got it?"
Lin Che gave the order and walked towards the entrance of Zuiyue Tower first.
As expected, the kind of dog-eyed and contemptuous plot did not happen, which made Lin Che somewhat depressed.
If the lackeys of Zuiyue Tower looked down on him, insulted him in public, or even assaulted him, he could report them to His Majesty and would surely receive a good deal of compensation.
Lin Che was respectfully invited in. After he revealed his identity and stated his purpose, the young master of Zuiyue Tower came out to greet him personally.
The young master's name is Sheng Huainan, a fat boy who greets everyone with a smile. He is introverted and narcissistic.
He personally received Lin Che:
"Lord Jing'an, I didn't expect you to come—you must be here for my reputation. Someone, come and serve some good tea!"
"Your presence at Zuiyue Tower truly brings honor to our humble abode. All your spending here today will be charged to me. Haha!"
Little Fatty, your head is quite big, is it on your head?
Don’t you have abacus draft paper at home?
Lin Che wasn't here just to drink. After a few words, he made his intention clear:
"I came here to sell the great sword..."
Sheng Huainan listened carefully and said apologetically, "Lord Jing'an, you want to sell me this Xuan-level sword? Of course, it seems that my handsome face and honest character attracted you. But I'm afraid... your Xuan-level sword won't be sold for much."
Lin Che was unconvinced: "This is a gift from His Majesty, something from the palace."
"I understand. I know. Marquis Jing'an was so ambitious in the Golden Throne Hall, dying to prove his resolve. News of this spread throughout Tiandu. I believe this sword of yours was a gift from His Majesty."
"But this is Tiandu. We in Zuiyue Tower also have some connections. It won't be difficult to get things from the palace."
"It's just a Xuan-level sword... The market price is 50,000 taels of silver. Your Majesty, I will give you a reward and give Earl Jing'an some face, so the maximum is 70,000 taels. No more."
"Your Majesty's reward, and my face. Is it just an extra twenty thousand taels of silver?"
Lin Che held his forehead with his hand. Not even a single skill point was enough.
Sheng Huanan could only smile along, thinking: "These twenty thousand taels of silver are only given by His Majesty as a reward. Your face is worthless."
Throughout Tiandu, kings, princes, generals and ministers can be seen everywhere, but there are quite a few of them.
As a Marquis of Jing'an, there is no need to talk about face.
That is to say, I opened the door to do business, and I don't want to offend you, a hostage who will complain to the emperor, so as not to affect the reputation of several top courtesans and affect my business. Otherwise, I don't want to bother with you.
"I have a big house, will you take it?"
"Marquis Jing'an, that is a mansion bestowed by the emperor. No one dares to buy it, and it cannot be sold." Sheng Huainan looked shocked. Why did Marquis Jing'an want to sell everything?
“I still have seven hundred households’ worth of land…” Lin Che still wasn’t giving up.
"Brother, your land can only be taxed. Buying and selling land is a serious crime. His Majesty hates land annexation the most..."
Sheng Huainan was afraid that Lin Che would say something even more outrageous, so he quickly said, "If you really want to do business, you can think of other things. Don't try to take over the land His Majesty has given you. You'll lose your head."
Lin Che couldn't figure out what kind of business to start.
He subconsciously looked back at Xiaoqing, Dazhuang and the others, wanting to see if they had any good ideas.
Sheng Huainan also took the opportunity to look at Xiaoqing, and saw that Xiaoqing was beautiful, petite, and beautiful. As soon as he entered the door, Xiaoqing glanced at him, and she was definitely attracted by his peerless beauty.
Oh, my damn charm. If Jing'an Bo is willing to sell this maid, I will buy her reluctantly.
After all, they love each other.
This sight frightened Xiaoqing so much that she fell to her knees: "Master, I am worthless. Please, don't sell me. I, I can serve you."
"Who said they were going to sell you out?"
Da Zhuang next to him trembled all over. If he wasn’t selling Xiaoqing, then was he going to sell me?
Dazhuang also knelt down:
"Master, please don't sell me. At most, I will eat five less bowls of rice every day. I, I can also serve you..."
Lin Che got goosebumps:
"Brother Huainan, I suddenly remembered that I was making soup at home and forgot to turn off the stove. I'll go back and check. Sorry for disturbing you today. Goodbye."
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