Zhaoming Money House is the largest money house among the Seven Kingdoms and has strong financial resources.
Those who deposited money in the money house were princes, nobles, and royal relatives. No one knew when Zhaoming Money House came into existence. All they knew was that the money house had existed since the history of the Seven Kingdoms.
No matter war or various natural disasters or man-made calamities, he remains standing. The boss behind him is both mysterious and powerful.
When Xie Ling arrived at the big city of Yunqin State, it was still daylight, and she went straight to the nearest Zhaoming Money House.
Just by looking at the facade, you can tell how luxurious the money house is.
It is broad and majestic, occupying almost an entire street, and its golden glazed tiles sparkle in the sun.
The vermilion columns can accommodate three people hugging, the gate is tall and wide, and the stone lions on both sides open their huge mouths and roar, with ferocious fangs.
From time to time, people in black wearing conical hats or with their faces covered would come in and out.
Those who deposit money in Zhaoming Money House are powerful people and naturally do not want to attract attention.
Xie Ling also wore a conical hat.
As soon as he entered the door, a servant came over and said, "Sir, what business do you want to do? Our bank requires a minimum deposit of one million taels of gold."
"Check."
Xie Ling took out the gold and jade token given to her by Wei Xiuchu from her sleeve.
As soon as it was taken out, the dazzling golden light almost blinded the servant's eyes.
He squinted his eyes and looked carefully. After seeing every line on the gold and jade plate clearly, his eyes widened and he looked up suddenly with an expression of disbelief.
"My lord! I'll ask the owner of the manor to come and entertain you! I dare not act rashly!"
The boy ran away as if he was escaping and almost fell down.
Xie Ling raised her eyebrows, it seemed that her father must have given her a lot of money.
Soon, a plain middle-aged man in cloth clothes walked hurriedly towards Xie Ling through the archway, and bowed as soon as they met.
He spoke very nervously, "Sir! Do you want to check the amount?"
Xie Ling nodded, "Yes."
The man said respectfully, "Please show me the gold medal again."
Xie Ling wanted to hand it to him.
Unexpectedly, the man took a big step back, looked very frightened, and waved his hands vigorously.
"You can't do that, sir! You can't do that! Just hold it in your hand and show it to me!"
Xie Ling then held up a corner of the gold medal to show him.
The man stared, not daring to miss even a single detail.
Drops of cold sweat rolled down his forehead and he wiped them away quickly. By the end, even his hands were shaking slightly.
After the inspection, the man's lips turned pale, his waist bent even lower, and his voice became extremely respectful.
"Your gold medal is of the highest standard in our Zhaoming Bank. I dare not check it for you, but Master Yu is in Yunqin Country. I will ask him to come over. Please wait for a few hours, okay?"
The man spoke very respectfully, as if Xie Ling would die if she didn't agree with him.
Xie Ling nodded quickly, "Okay."
"Thank you, sir! Please follow me--"
Then, the man took Xie Ling to a private box.
As spring approaches, the weather is still a little chilly.
There are five or six gilded incense burners burning in the box, making people feel warm but not too cold.
The jade table top was wide, and just when Xie Ling was wondering why the table was so big.
A group of maids in gorgeous clothes came in, each holding a dish in their hands. There were about twenty or thirty maids coming in, and twenty or thirty dishes were placed on the table.
There are cold dishes, cakes, snacks, and various precious fruits that are hard to find in this season. Each dish is exquisitely shaped and looks cute.
Xie Ling was about to pick up her chopsticks.
A maid bent down and used a silver needle in her hand to test all the dishes on the table. She personally put the dish that Xie Ling wanted to pick on her plate. She raised her eyes and said, "My lord, I will serve you dinner."
Xie Ling waved her hand, "No need, I like someone."
The maid heard the obvious female voice, her eyes widened slightly, and she lowered her head and retreated.
After a while, seven or eight handsome young men came in, all wearing long gowns with wide sleeves.
Xie Ling:?
The young men were either holding a zither or playing a harp, and immediately the elegant sounds of stringed instruments rang out in the box.
It sounds pretty good.
Xie Ling thought to herself.
It really takes the customer is God to the extreme.
In ancient times, it was rare.
Xie Ling leaned back and sank into the soft brocade cushion, feeling so comfortable that her whole body went limp.
These days are more comfortable than being an emperor.
As I was thinking about something, I lowered my eyes and saw a handsome young man kneeling beside me.
The young man had a gentle voice, his long black hair flowed down like a waterfall, tied up only with a jade hairpin, revealing his soft, white and slender neck.
"Sir, would you like me to massage your shoulders and legs?"
Xie Ling was ashamed.
He quickly waved his hands, "No need. You all can leave. I like quietness."
The young men had no complaints and all retreated obediently.
Xie Ling was the only one in the box again.
Not long after, after a few hurried horse hoofbeats, the wooden stairs outside the box trembled, and a clear and elegant voice sounded outside the door.
"I am Yu Rusheng from Zhaohua Bank. May I come in now?"
"Come in."
Xie Ling looked up and saw a man in a jade crown and purple clothes walking in leisurely, with an elegant posture and a broken jade fan in his hand. His every move was graceful and elegant.
"Please let me see your gold medal again, sir."
Xie Ling did as she was told.
After seeing clearly, Yu Rusheng took an almost unnoticeable breath.
"Sir, is this gold medal yours?"
"My father's."
Yu Rusheng nodded and turned back to call the servant.
Soon, a servant came in hurriedly with his head down, holding a bamboo slip in his arms, very carefully.
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