Chapter 170: Are the Dead the Greatest?

It was wrong for Mr. Lu to take greetings seriously.

Besides, the Zhang family and the Sun family are of one mind and share weal and woe, so if nothing goes well, it would be good enough to curse Mr. Lu.

"It is said that the Lu family is not inferior to men." Old Mrs. Zhang stroked her beard and said dryly.

Lu Mingchao looked calm and composed, "Old Mrs. Zhang is getting stronger and stronger as she gets older, and she has a keen eye for talent."

Old Mrs. Zhang said she didn't want to answer the call.

Every response from Mr. Lu, the boss of Chaofu Grain Store, was brilliant and unexpected.

"I didn't know why Mr. Lu came here today?" Old Mrs. Zhang took a sip of the bitter medicinal tea and asked calmly.

Lu Mingchao smiled and said calmly, "When I entered the city today, I heard the people who came to buy food talking about the fact that Old Lady Zhang was interested in selling her land and shop. I was very moved. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to have the opportunity to cooperate with Old Lady Zhang?"

Old Mrs. Zhang had a kind face and sighed helplessly, "Mr. Lu's arrival is unfortunate. My Zhang family has nothing left to sell in order to cope with the sudden change."

"Really?" Lu Mingchao raised his eyebrows. "It's just that I'm not destined to be with you. Forget it. I missed this opportunity and will have to wait for the next time."

After saying this, Wei Tang almost choked on the tea.

Wait for next time?

Isn't this a living curse?

The sister of the Ming Dynasty was really brave and strong.

admire!

admire!

Is it not necessary to speak with high emotional intelligence at this time?

Wei Tang quickly lowered his head and wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, instantly hiding his unbearable smile.

Old Mrs. Zhang unconsciously tightened her grip on the teacup, her beard fluttering as if she was swearing silently.

Lu Mingchao thought that Old Lady Zhang must have cursed him quite harshly.

"Speaking of which, there are many merchants who have had bad luck recently. I wonder if the old lady has heard about it?"

Hearing this, Old Lady Zhang was very nervous. "I am old and slow, so the news is lagging behind you young people."

When the lid of the teacup lightly touches the teacup, the sound is as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate.

Crisp.

Just like Lu Mingchao’s mood at this moment.

Any branch that blocks her way should be cut off.

"That's fine, that's fine." Lu Mingchao smiled. "You have the good qualities of respecting the elderly, loving the young, and being willing to help others. I will never be stingy in sharing."

Old Mrs. Zhang's ominous premonition became even stronger.

I couldn't help but start to recall whether the Zhang family had ever offended the Lu Ming Dynasty openly.

I thought about it over and over again, but there was no picture in my mind.

Lu Mingchao's eyes sparkled, "Mrs. Sun brought along a lawyer to sue Mr. Sun for premeditated murder."

"This is not just gossip. It has spread throughout the streets and alleys of Changhe County in half a day. I will give it to Old Lady Zhang for free."

Old Lady Zhang was shocked as if she had been struck by thunder in the blue sky. She asked in a choked voice, "Which Young Master Sun?"

Lu Mingchao asked in return, "How many Sun Dagongzi are there in Changhe County who are worth paying attention to?"

Old Mrs. Zhang's heart suddenly turned cold. The teacup in her hand suddenly fell to the ground. There was a crisp breaking sound, and the fragments flew everywhere, and the tea spilled everywhere. In an instant, the whole flower hall was shrouded in the rich aroma of medicinal tea, which lingered for a long time.

There was disbelief in Old Lady Zhang's old eyes.

Didn’t Master Sun already make this clear to him?

We agreed to be successful together and become the largest merchants in Changhe County in the future!

Is this great in the sense that the dead are great?

It's not that his old man died alone with most of his body buried in the soil!

He sold his shop and land for 40,000 taels, and risked his reputation to borrow 20,000 taels from an old acquaintance. In this way, he managed to scrape together 60,000 taels, and bet everything on the eldest son, Sun.

I only hope that when the spring flowers are in full bloom and fill the garden with beautiful scenery, I can pick a few flowers to decorate the door lintel.

Is the splendor bestowed by Mr. Sun just a flash in the pan?

It's really short-lived!

It was open all night!

This gamble is going to end before it even begins?

If this is true, the Zhang family would probably want to skin him alive and eat his flesh!

Old Mrs. Zhang was panting heavily, not caring about her clothes that were wet by the medicinal tea.

Old Madam Zhang glanced at him sideways, then continued to turn the Buddhist beads in her hand, as if she was completely unaware of the huge uproar that her casual words would bring to the wealthy Zhang family.

Lu Mingchao pretended to be surprised and asked in a panic, "Grandma Zhang, what are you doing?"

The maid who was serving beside her hurried forward to help Old Lady Zhang calm down. After a while, Old Lady Zhang's breathing slowly returned to normal.

The messy floor of the flower hall has been cleaned up.

The medicinal tea was also placed back on the table beside Old Lady Zhang.

"I'm old, and it's an old problem." Old Mrs. Zhang's voice sounded like it was forced out from a dry and tight throat.

Lu Mingchao breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Old Lady Zhang: "What you said is really absurd!"

Lu Mingchao slapped the armrest of the carved wooden chair with indignation. "Great minds think alike. I also think it is outrageous that Sun Dagong murdered his own brother."

Murdering your brother?

Old Mrs. Zhang just felt a black screen before her eyes.

At first, when the story of Sun Ershao committing suicide in prison with a wall full of confessions became widely known, he felt that there was a lot of cat-smelling in it.

Young Master Sun is a playboy from head to toe.

He indulges in extravagance, looks down on others, and is afraid of death.

The sky may fall down, the sun may rise from the west, but people like this cannot bear to commit suicide.

But the matter was left unsolved. After Young Master Sun was buried, no one mentioned it again, and he didn't want to think about it any more.

Lu Mingchao seemed to be unaware of the turmoil in Old Lady Zhang's heart, and continued, "I don't know what hatred or grudge it was that made Young Master Sun do such a murderous thing."

Old Lady Zhang's lips twitched, and she was speechless. "Young Master Sun is upright, elegant, and gentle. Perhaps there is some misunderstanding here."

Yes, nothing will happen to Sun Zhiye.

Sun Zhiye has the support of the Yongning Marquisate, so even if he killed someone, he didn't kill him!

For the nobles in the capital, calling a horse a deer and confusing right and wrong are as common as eating and drinking water.

Thinking of this, Old Lady Zhang finally calmed down.

"Mother suing son, what misunderstanding could there be?" Lu Mingchao looked at Old Lady Zhang calmly. "I have never heard that Madam Sun and Young Master Sun have any old grudges."

Old Mrs. Zhang frowned and was about to make another explanation.

Lu Mingchao made a prompt decision, "Forget it, forget it. I am just sharing the latest news about Changhe County with Old Lady Zhang. There is nothing to argue about."

"Whether Mr. Sun killed anyone or not has nothing to do with you and me."

"There is a clear sky above us, and the truth of right and wrong will eventually come out. If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."

Old Mrs. Zhang said with a sheepish look, "Not bad, not bad."

"Is Mr. Lu okay? I am old and frail, and I don't have much energy. I'm afraid I can't keep Mr. Lu for long."

Old Mrs. Zhang ordered everyone to leave, claiming she was not feeling well.

Lu Mingchao seemed to not understand the meaning of Old Lady Zhang's not-so-obscure words, and straightened the hem of her skirt. "There is one thing, indeed."

Old Lady Zhang: ...

He finally understood!

When dealing with Lu Dongjia from Chaofu Grain Store, you can't be tactful!

The younger generation has the good qualities of respecting the elderly and loving the young.