I want to be the emperor, will you give it to me? Although Zhao Yurui muttered in his heart, he had to admit that what Mrs. Zhong said made sense.

This made him think of his past life. After some big bosses or leaders forcibly slept with their subordinates, they would definitely say the same thing. If you follow me, you will have less to struggle for decades. You will not have to worry about food and clothing. You will be promoted step by step. You will be young.

People, if you want to be open-minded, then usually many young girls will acquiesce.

Haha, I didn’t expect that one day I would be exposed to unspoken rules? Zhao Yurui didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

The key point is that this is still in the Southern Song Dynasty. If he doesn't want to in the future, he will just walk away. If he dares to resist now, just as Mrs. Zhong said, King Yi won't be able to do it at any time, and his head will have to be moved.
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I must be the most aggrieved person in time, Zhao Yurui thought silently.

Does he like beautiful women? Of course he does. When he sees a beautiful woman, he wants to take the initiative to flirt with her.

But Mrs. Zhong is different. She is the concubine of Song Ningzong.

Ning Zong was very kind to him and really treated him as a relative and junior, which Zhao Yurui couldn't accept.

Seeing that Zhao Yurui remained silent, Mrs. Zhong thought she had convinced Zhao Yurui, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"You have just entered the throne of Fengyi. You will stay in Lin'an at least until the end of this year. Although Queen Yang and Shi Miyuan treat you well, they will definitely not let you leave the capital."

"In the spring of next year, I will find a way to propose to the government that you outsource."

"I can guarantee your outsourcing, but how can you repay me?"

Zhao Yurui was silent for a while, and his heart started beating wildly again.

He is eager to outsource, but he doesn't want to pay, at least not to Mrs. Zhong.

He couldn't help but look up at Mrs. Zhong. Mrs. Zhong's eyes were red, not as charming and enchanting as before, as if she had cried.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. Mrs. Zhong might not be as frivolous as she seemed. What she wanted might be something more important?

"What does Auntie want? Can Yu Rui give it to you?"

Mrs. Zhong smiled, and then said word by word: "What I want can only be given to me if Yu Rui becomes an official of the Song Dynasty."

"Buzz" Zhao Yurui's head was filled with shock.

What does Mrs. Zhong want? To be a queen? Impossible, even if I become the emperor. What exactly does she want? Can I give it to you only after I become the emperor?

Zhao Yurui's mind was running wildly, but he just couldn't guess.

But the meaning of Mrs. Zhong's words is very obvious: I can support you, Zhao Yurui, to be the emperor, but when you become the emperor, do you have to give me what I want?

What does she want? What does she want? Zhao Yurui is still thinking.

"King Wei's hometown is in Qingyuan Mansion. If nothing unexpected happens, you should also outsource to Qingyuan Mansion. If you want to go to other states, you can discuss it with your aunt in advance. After getting along with the Guan family, you should know that the Guan family is actually very easy to talk to.

As long as it’s not too much, most officials will agree.”

Zhao Yurui was finally moved after hearing this. Shi Miyuan never mentioned the outsourcing, obviously not wanting him to leave the capital and be controlled by him.

"Thank you Auntie." Zhao Yurui said quickly: "Yurui will obey Auntie's arrangements for everything."

"Okay." Mrs. Zhong let out a long sigh of relief. With her kindness and power, she finally subdued Zhao Yurui, a young man.

She looked deeply at Zhao Yurui, and finally said slowly: "The days are long, Yurui will definitely understand the kindness of aunt in the future-"

This sentence was a double entendre. Zhao Yurui's face turned red and his expression was miserable.

Not long after, he appeared outside Renming Hall in disgrace.

Young Huang Shang stood at the door. After seeing him, he quickly lowered his head and said: "King Yi."

"Huang Gaoban." Zhao Yurui sighed, with a depressed expression, and then looked into the distance.

Not far away, Hu Song was looking at him carefully, with a rather gloomy expression. He probably thought that Zhao Yurui had been scolded by Mrs. Zhong and was sympathizing with him.

"Hey" Zhao Yurui sighed again and strode away.

Huang Shang continued to lower his head and waited for Zhao and Rui Yuan to leave. Chichi, he moved his nose a few times. Why did he feel that he could smell Mrs. Zhong's fragrance on King Yi?

Hu Song hurriedly followed him, lowering his head and leading the way. He looked out of the corner of his eye and saw that Zhao Yurui's face was livid and quite bad.

The two of them were speechless. After walking for a while, Hu Song finally couldn't help it and whispered: "Mrs. Zhong relies on His Majesty's favor and has never even looked down on Queen Yang. King Yi must not be angry, but

Don’t let your anger break your body.”

"She--she is a woman, how dare you insult me?" Zhao and Rui were both ashamed and angry.

Sure enough, she was scolded, and Hu Song also sighed: "This crazy woman dares to scold even the prime minister. The prime minister is not willing to see her. He gets a headache when he sees her."

"Just now, just now---" Zhao Yurui was furious: "I really want to stop being this King Yi, so I have to scold her."

"King Yi, don't be impulsive." Hu Song was anxious and quickly persuaded Zhao Yurui.

Zhao Yurui left the palace, but the news that he was scolded by Mrs. Zhong reached Shi Miyuan. When Shi Miyuan heard that Zhao Yurui was so angry, he almost wanted to scold him back. Even King Yi didn't want to do it anymore. He was shocked, angry and angry.

Scared.

He is planning to depose the prince Zhao Hong. At this juncture, how can he let King Yi act as he pleases?

He immediately called his confidant, Mo Ze, the reporter of Prince Wei's palace, and motioned him to go back and comfort King Yi. After thinking about it, he said, "Has King Yi been in the card room recently?"

"He is obsessed with business matters and reads less and less," Moser said helplessly.

"I have an unused courtyard on Lini Road. You can help me donate it to King Yi, which will be enough for him to open a bigger card room." Shi Miyuan thought for a while and quickly tried to appease Zhao Yurui. You like to make money, I

Let you make more money.

".." Moser.

The lowest corner on the east side of the imperial city is Houchaomen, and the entrance is Lini Road. Dutingyi, where Zhao Yurui stayed, is here. Across the road is the Qiantang River. This location is quite good, with a lot of people, and it is still far from the imperial city.

Near.

Neither Zhao nor Rui expected that Shi Miyuan would give him another big gift after just saying a few random words.

But he came to his senses again. Only Huang Shang and Hu Song knew that they were scolded that day?

Within a few days, Zhao Yurui came to this courtyard. When he saw it at first sight, he was very satisfied, very satisfied.

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Mo Ze, who was accompanying him, told him that this courtyard used to belong to the Qin family (Qin Zhuo, a descendant of Qin Hui). Qin Zhuo supported Han Zhouzhou back then. After Prime Minister Shi killed Lao Han, the Qin family was suppressed. Qin Zhuo also knew this and gave it to him.

The hospital was given to Shi Miyuan, but Shi Miyuan has never been used.

"Not bad, not bad, this place is good." Zhao Yurui walked around for a few times and was quite satisfied. There are at least dozens of boxes in the card room here.

But he suddenly thought of something: "When we came here just now, I saw a large house opposite the Baoan Water Gate to the east. It was several times bigger than this one. Whose house does it belong to?"

"The richest man in Lin'an, the Qin Zhuo family." After Mo Ze said this, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

What’s special, does Little Fatty Qin still owe me one hundred thousand yuan? Zhao Yurui immediately thought of this matter.

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Qin Zhuo is less than forty years old this year, but he already has white hair.

But the Qin family's business developed to the extreme in his hands. At its peak, the Qin family's logistics and transportation industry spread throughout the Southern Song Dynasty, even connecting Jin, Xixia, Dali and other places.

In history, many people have become the richest people in business, but only Qin Zhuo can spread the logistics and transportation industry across the country.

Only Qin Zhuo made a one-time donation of 40 million yuan, which amounted to half the annual income of the Southern Song Dynasty and more than a year of the Ming Dynasty.

Qin Zhuo followed and supported Han Zhouzhou back then, which was the smartest and right thing he did. However, his luck was really bad. After Han was killed by Shi Miyuan, the Qin family was almost destroyed.

However, Qin Zhuo was also very smart. He immediately showed his kindness to Shi Miyuan and gave up a lot of property and wealth to please him. This allowed the Qin family to survive for a while. Of course, in the past few years, their family has also been in decline, and their business has been getting worse.

The smaller.

Shi Miyuan did not try to please the Qin family. Although he did not kill the Qin family, he clearly did not support the Qin family.

Under such circumstances, the situation of the Qin family in the Southern Song Dynasty was getting worse and worse, and Qin Zhuo was eager to find a new partner.

Two years ago, when the prince Zhao Hong was born, Qin Zhuo once thought he could find a new target.

But after two years, Qin Zhuo was also quite disappointed with the prince Zhao Hong.

"Bang" A heavy box of copper coins was piled onto a carriage, followed by a large amount of copper coins. The silver was piling up, but more of it was Huizi. After all, the Song Dynasty was short of silver and copper.

The little fat man Qin Chen was standing with his father Qin Zhuo, and there was no outsider within ten steps of them.

Qin Chen looked at the dozen or so carriages in the yard with a look of reluctance: "Dad, why do you want me to deliberately lose to King Yi and give him a hundred thousand coins?"

It turned out that Qin Chen deliberately let Zhao Yurui play mahjong three times in a row, and then he played it himself, but instead of playing mahjong, he would rather let Zhao Yurui play.

"Ba" Qin Chen had just finished speaking when his father Qin Zhuo slapped him on the forehead.

"I asked you to make friends with the prince Zhao Hong. You spend all day with that Zhong You. If you continue like this, the Qin family will be over in your hands."

Qin Chen touched his head and cried bitterly: "Dad, you don't know, then Zhao Hong has a brain problem that makes everyone dislike him, and he can't hide his words."

"Zhong You wanted to take him to Guanwenyuan, and he scolded Zhong You for being addicted to the fireworks place and having a low character."

"I gave a few treasures as my father requested. He told Zhong You behind his back that I used money to buy people's hearts and asked him not to associate with profiteers. Then he gave some treasures to the servants in the house."

"The kid really can't make friends with him."

"As long as you understand." Qin Zhuo said in a deep voice: "Prince Zhao Hong looks down on us merchants, but King Yi is different. He does it himself."
To be continued...