A luxurious carriage with four white horses slowly drove into Yangzhou City. A string of golden copper coins hung on the carriage, which was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

Yangzhou Zhizhou was already waiting at the city gate. Ye Feng, the master of Fenglin Gate, and Ye Junru, the young master of the Young Clan, stood behind the Zhizhou master and went out of the city to greet the distinguished guests.

Unexpectedly, the coachman, who was dressed in shabby cloth, didn't even raise his eyes, completely ignoring Master Zhizhou and the master of Fenglin Gate.

The common people speculated one after another about what kind of important figure this person was, who could make Lord Zhizhou and the leader of Fenglin Sect pay so much attention to him.

Standing under the city gate and bowing in salute, Mr. Zhizhou and everyone in Fenglin Gate have never experienced such humiliation and were completely ignored. However, everyone dared to be angry and dare not speak out. There was really nothing they could do. The person who came here was too powerful, so they

It's the coachman who is the great master of Wu Ping's Thirty-three Boxing Techniques A and B, so naturally he dares to be arrogant.

The carriage drove straight to Shuiyunjian, the most luxurious restaurant in Yangzhou City. Zhizhou Qian Shu was old, and he was a little unable to trot along behind the carriage. Within two miles, he was so tired that he was out of breath, and there were stars in his eyes. Ye Feng held Qian Shu with one hand.

Shu, it seems that Qian Shu is still running, but in fact, with the blessing of Ye Feng's spiritual power, Qian Zhizhou is flying effortlessly close to the ground.

Qian Zhizhou nodded gratefully. As expected, Ye Feng was an all-rounder and had a very good ability to observe people's emotions. The person sitting in the carriage was Qian Binbin, the young master of the Qian family in Gusu. On his face, young master Qian seemed to be riding a simple carriage without much ostentation.

However, sitting in the carriage was Li Changan, a first-class worshiper of the Qian clan of Gusu, ranked nineteenth on the sword list and two masters of the thirty-two martial arts rankings. Coachman A and B, a grand master of the thirty-three martial arts rankings. The maid Hua Ran, the last

He is good at assassination, and even Qian Binbin can't figure out his realm. Generally speaking, there is no chance of surviving Hua Ran's attack below the Ascension realm.

Just this mere carriage can make the whole Jiangnan look at it. How many sects in Jiangnan can have such a profound foundation that can rival a mere carriage?

The Qian family of Gusu is the richest in the world, and the head of the family, Qian Wansan, is even more proficient in the ways of a businessman. He knows how to make money and how to spend it.

Qian Wansan has a famous saying: You should earn a copper coin if you should earn it, and you should spend a gold and silver mountain of money if you should spend it.

Hua Ran gently opened the curtain and said softly: "Master, the scenery in Yangzhou is beautiful. I will accompany you for a walk."

"No more shopping. What's there to see? It looks the same as Gusu. They are all the same."

Hua Ran saw the young master slumped on the soft seat, lifeless, and continued: "Young Master, I heard that Xu Qiangwei, the courtesan of Yangzhou Jade Tower, is a great beauty who is famous all over the world. How about I accompany you to the Jade Tower for a while tonight?

Rose Girl?”

Qian Binbin lazily turned over and said impatiently: "If you're not interested, why not sleep in the inn."

Li Changan was dressed in a Confucian shirt, with a long beard reaching to his chest, and was known as the Beautiful Bearded Man. Seeing that the young master was so lazy, he patiently enlightened him: "Young Master, why are you so lazy at such a young age? I want you to travel around the world, why don't you say no?"

I will not let you go back after spending one million taels of silver, just to allow you to make more like-minded young talents in the world, who will also be of great help to you in the future."

Qian Binbin had long been fed up with Li Changan's constant nagging. He blocked his ears, squinted his eyes and pretended to sleep, acting like a bastard chanting sutras instead of listening.

Li Changan sighed helplessly, how could this young master with a golden key in his family be so clueless? If he had such a strong background, he would not be able to make friends with the world's heroes and know all the beauties in the world.

It's a pity that comparing people to each other will eventually make people angry.

A and B gently pulled the reins and the carriage stopped steadily. Hua Ran lay beside Qian Binbin's ear and whispered: "Master, Shui Yunjian has arrived."

Qian Binbin has fair skin, even better than the pink skin of Jiangnan women. She has willow-leaf eyebrows and peach-blossom eyes. She looks more like an oiran than an oiran. Unfortunately, she looks lazy and seems to be uninterested in anything. To outsiders, she looks white.

Thanks to this amazing skin.

If Qian Binbin had a smooth tongue and the name of the Gusu Qian family, Qian Binbin could win all the courtesans in the world without spending a single coin.

Hua Ran put on the brocade robe for the young master, A and B set the bench for the young master, Li Changan opened the car door for the young master, Hua Ran helped the young master and slowly walked out of the carriage.

Qian Binbin scolded the old man thousands of times in his heart, saying that it was not good to just stay at home, and he had to drive himself out to travel around the world. What was the point of walking in this vulgar world?

Qian Shu, the governor of Yangzhou, was a descendant of the Gusu Qian family. He was considered an outlier from the Qian family. He had no cultivation qualifications or business talent since he was a child. Instead, he liked reading. Later, he really gained fame and gradually climbed to the position of Yangzhou governor.

Come up.

Moreover, the Qian family did not help Qian Shu's career. After all, both the temple and the world were very afraid of the Qian family. Even though the sects on the mountain and the dynasty at the foot of the mountain wanted to get financial support from the Qian family, they did not want the Qian family to interfere.

Sect affairs and temple matters.

Mr. Qian is also very sensible and never breaks the rules when it comes to business matters.

The children of the Qian family are proud of their spiritual practice, and are proud of being merchants. They have never been proud of studying. Although the children of the Qian family have been studying the classics of various schools since they were young, learning arithmetic and the way of merchants. However, there are few

He concentrated on studying Confucianism and became obsessed with the art of imperial examination.

This time Qian Binbin came to Yangzhou, Qian Shu was greatly surprised. What was even more surprising was that the head of the family actually sent him a handwritten letter, asking him to entertain the young master.

Qian Shu had tears in his eyes for a moment. When Qian's reputation was unknown, the head of the family is still thinking about Qian Shu. Sure enough, these decades of reading have not been in vain, and he has never disgraced the name given by his father.

According to seniority, although Qian Shu is already in his 60s, he still calls Qian Binbin uncle. Although the blood relationship between them has been so weak that it can be ignored, as long as the Qian family's direct lineage recognizes this kinship, Qian Shu will

Of course he is also happy.

As soon as Qian Binbin got off the carriage, he saw his old nephew appearing behind him panting. He said out of breath: "Uncle, uncle, uncle, my grandnephew has prepared some wine. I hope my uncle will give me a compliment."

When Ye Feng saw Master Zhizhou being so humble in front of Qian Binbin, he lowered his head and did not dare to make a mistake. No one knows how powerful the Qian family is. It is said that half of the money in the world belongs to the Qian family, the sect on the mountain and the temple below the mountain.

When doing business, you can never bypass Mr. Qian.

Qian's bank account is famous all over the world, and the banknotes with the four characters printed on them are Qian's hard currency. At one time, the top ten wealthy businessmen in Jiangnan were jealous of Qian's bank account business, and charged Qian's banknotes in the market at a premium.

, deliberately causing Qian to issue banknotes indiscriminately.

Unexpectedly, the ancestors of the Qian family had already seen through the intentions of the ten wealthy businessmen, so they just saved money and reduced lending. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the top ten wealthy businessmen to raise tens of millions of taels of silver notes at the risk of their wealth and life, causing a run on the bank.

The top ten wealthy businessmen thought they had a good chance of winning, but they never thought that tens of millions of taels of silver notes would fall into Qian's bank account without even a splash. People saw that Qian's bank account was as stable as Mount Tai. After this battle, the reputation of Qian's bank account was even more...

It has reached its peak.

Someone once asked Qian Wansan, "They say half of the world's silver belongs to the Qian family, but is that true?"

Qian Wansan said calmly, "That's not true."

The man was surprised and said, "Really?"

Qian Wansan smiled slightly and said, "More than half."

As for how many, who knows?

Qian Binbin lay lazily on the soft bed. Hua Ran brought the fruit to his mouth, and he opened his mouth twice and swallowed it.

Hua Ran said helplessly: "Master, just lie down and eat. If you are so lazy to bite, I will be really angry."

An intriguing look flashed across Qian Binbin's face, as if he was really afraid that his personal maid would be angry.

Lord Zhizhou Qian Shu was waiting quietly in the hall of Shuiyunjian. He could not let himself miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. His official career had come to an end, and his children and grandchildren did not have the skills to take the imperial examination. Once he retired and returned to his hometown, he would have no power around him.

In a few generations, my lineage will be completely destroyed.

Ye Feng raised his eyes slightly and asked with a smile: "Master Zhizhou, both your surname and the young master's surname are Qian, could it be that they are the same Qian?"

Qian Shu suddenly gained confidence, stroked his beard and sighed: "It's the same money, but not the same money."

Ye Feng pretended to be confused and continued to ask: "Sir, how do you say this?"

"The young master is a noble man with a lot of money. He is born with a halo. He will have endless money in his life, and he has great power. Although I am from a side branch of the Qian family, compared to the direct descendants, the difference is indescribable."

Ye Feng pretended to be shocked and said: "Your Majesty, you are hiding your clumsiness. Not to mention that you are the direct descendant of the Qian family. If the king knew that you are a member of the Qian clan, how could you let him be the magistrate of Yangzhou? He would have become famous long ago."

Qian Shu caressed his gray beard. People like to hear good things when they get older. Even though he knew that Ye Feng was trying to please him and wanted to have a relationship with the Qian family, how could he know that he didn't want to have a relationship with the Qian family's direct lineage?

, However, if I want to have a relationship with Qian Wansan, I have to be recognized by others.

Qian Shu originally thought that the master of the family might have forgotten him in some unknown nook and cranny in this life. Unexpectedly, the master of the family had never forgotten him. When the young master first entered the world, the master of the family arranged for the young master to come to Yangzhou and ordered Qian Shu to

Flattered.

Qian Binbin glanced at the Tianji Pavilion newspaper on the table and said softly: "Hua Ran, read the newspaper to me."

"Which one do you want to hear, Master?"

Qian Binbin looked sleepy, "How many newspapers are there?"

"One Qingyun Newspaper, one Transverse Demon Realm War Newspaper, and one Rouge Newspaper, there are three copies in total. How about you read the Rouge Newspaper first to see if there is anything you like? I will help you.

Tie him up?"

Qian Binbin looked indifferent, as if he was not interested in the beauty at all, "Let's listen to the reports from the demon world first. I heard that this battle was very fierce."

Hua Ran smiled sweetly, "No."

Qian Binbin closed his eyes and listened to Hua Ran's voice, which was like the sound of nature. Many names came to mind one by one.

Qian Binbin has a weird habit. When he opens a book, all the words seem to have grown legs and run away in all directions. He can't understand a word, but he can never forget it.

Hua Ran has been reading to Qian Binbin since he was a child. Qian Binbin didn't know how old Hua Ran was. She has looked like this since she was sensible. More than 20 years have passed, and she still looks like this.

Qian Binbin knew that Hua Ran's realm was extremely impressive. As the young master of the Qian family, he had encountered countless assassinations in his life. Who could stay with him for more than twenty years had to earn his father's trust. Qian Binbin has only

I saw Hua Ran kill someone once with my own eyes. The black-clothed assassin's head was scratched by the thin golden thread in Hua Ran's hand, and the entire skin was completely torn off by Hua Ran's gentle tug.

To this day, the bloody scene still emerges in his mind. Since then, Hua Ran has never taken action in front of his eyes. However, Qian Binbin knows that Hua Ran will not kill people. Just as Jianghu is so big, how can there be no one to come?

Kill yourself.

The assassins who come and go may be enemies of the Qian family, or they may be members of the Qian family. These dark sides are hidden by Hua Ran so that Qian Binbin can no longer easily see them.

In fact, Qian Binbin doesn't want to be wrapped up like a greenhouse flower, which is why he is becoming increasingly lazy.

Born in the direct line of the Qian family in Gusu, the only son of Qian Wansan, how could there be anyone richer than himself in the world? Looking at the world, how dare those direct descendants of the sect with the prefix "Zong" dare to be presumptuous in front of him?

Everything I own seems to

If you can get it at your fingertips, what else is there to do in this life?

There are mountains of gold and silver that you will never be able to spend even if you let them squander them for ten lifetimes. There are countless beauties in the world, but you can’t just summon them and leave them.
To be continued...