C23

"Young Master Soong, the Fifth Prince has something he wants to speak with you about." A waiter's voice came from outside the door.

Soong Yiqing did not understand, and turned to look at Feng Linyuan suspiciously, after thinking of something, his face distorted.

However, Feng Linyuan smiled, endured the coughing and called out softly: "Liufeng, come over here and sit." The white wolf named "Liufeng" turned around and looked at Feng Linyuan, and then retracted its imposing manner and returned to his side.

"Can I not see it?" Soong Yiqing looked at Feng Linyuan and said softly.

But before Feng Linyuan could reply, the door had already been pushed open.

Soong Yiqing looked at the man and woman who walked in. The youth in the azure robe walked in front, his face carrying a polite smile. When his eyes met Feng Linyuan, they paused for a moment, "I didn't know Marquis Dingyuan was here, so I presume I have to trouble you."

Bai Zheng, who was following behind, raised her head and looked at the man sitting beside the furnace.

He wore a moon-white robe, his slightly pale complexion was elegant and refined, and he had a noble and noble bearing, as if he was born with it.

A black mask made of unknown material hung on the right side of his face, covering half of his face. However, it gave off a mysterious feeling, even though there were sinister scars underneath.

He sat there with a warm expression, but he had an aura that made people unable to look up at him. It was impossible to tell that he was not feeling well, or that he had just gotten sick.

There was one type of person that did not need luxurious jade or powerful guards. As long as he was there, he was an existence that towered over everyone.

Dingyuan? Bai Zheng searched through her memories, but didn't have any impression of this person.

In the past, Bai Zheng only focused on Chu Feng and did not understand the various powers and powers in the Great Zhou. However, looking at the faces of the people at the entrance and the medicine chest belonging to the old uncle beside him, it seemed that this Marquis Dingyuan had contracted some sort of serious illness.

Bai Zheng was still pondering when she heard Feng Linyuan's gentle voice. "Fifth Prince, since you're here to look for the Young Master Soong, do you need me to make a room for you?"

"No need!" Soong Yiqing anxiously shouted.

"You can't!" the uncle shouted.

"No need!" Feng Jingyi waved his hands, "It's not good to move Marquis Dingyuan's body. Why don't you invite Young Master Soong to my room for a chat?"

Soong Yiqing looked at Feng Linyuan with grief and muttered, "I'll go, I'll go."

Bai Zheng watched everything with interest. It was only when Soong Yiqing stood up did she realise that the man dressed in red was the Soong Family cultivator she was looking for. She smiled kindly at Soong Yiqing.

Unexpectedly, Soong Yiqing turned his face away and did not reply.

Feng Jingyi brought the two into his private room, and after introducing them to each other, he said: "I have yet to greet Prince, I will go over now, both of you take a seat." As he spoke, he left the room.

Seeing that Feng Jingyi had understood the situation and was about to leave, Bai Zheng sipped on her tea in satisfaction.

Seeing that Soong Yiqing did not say a word and did not want to bother with his, a sense of doubt arose in his heart. Why did Soong Yiqing seem to reject his ever since he met his?

How was this possible?

Bai Zheng shook her head to dispel the wild thoughts, thinking that it was getting late, she did not delay any further, and went straight to the point.

"When Bai Zheng was a girl, she had heard of the history of Soong Family. The Soong Family has always been suppressed by previous generations of emperors because of their policy of valuing agriculture and light commerce. It was only until the founding of the empire was the emperor who, in order to repair the domestic finances, set up a relay road and lightened taxes, did she finally have a map of the business areas across the continent today. "

Seeing that Soong Yiqing ignored him, Bai Zheng continued to speak: "And Soong Family has always known how to repay favors. Every year, in addition to paying a large amount of taxes, they would also donate various treasures to the Imperial Family, receiving the care of the Imperial Family. But every time we start a war, because of our business, we would be able to achieve Xiliang, Nanshu, and so on. We would always be able to strike from the inside and the outside, thus our status is rather awkward. "

"This time, the Nanshu declared war on my Great Zhou, and the Xiliang glared covetously at me, causing both internal and external troubles for me, and the treasury to be empty. When it became impossible to keep the treasury afloat, His Majesty had no choice but to force the Soong Family to hand over silver taels for the war. "

"I heard that the Patriarch of Soong Family, Song Ling, has already left for the Nanshu during the war, and that Young Master of Soong Family, Song Yi Chen, has also gone to the Xiliang Shop. When the Patriarch of Soong Family is worried about external problems, the Patriarch must be worried about the consequences as well."

Soong Yiqing finally raised his head and stared straight at Bai Zheng: "What are you trying to say?"

Bai Zheng smiled, "I have come to offer a strategy for the Young Master Soong to solve the difficult problem with Soong Family."

Soong Yiqing's gaze swept across Bai Zheng's face. He did not understand what this girl, who would always be caught off-guard, was planning. He originally thought that as long as he did not provoke her, it would be fine to stand from afar.

However, he did not know that the rich background of his Soong Family had attracted the attention of this girl who was short of money.

"Do you want money? If there's less, it's fine, but if there's more, I won't be able to come up with any ideas. Don't see that I am the second young master of Soong Family, I have never had the right to meddle in business matters. If you want to find them, then go and find them. "

Why would I look for you if I could find them? Bai Zheng rolled her eyes towards the sky.

These two people were currently not in the Great Zhou. To put it nicely, they were doing it for business. To put it harshly, it was just that they were afraid that Feng Linche would hurriedly demand their money, so they decided to just hide outside.

"Since Young Master Soong is here today, I believe that even if there are other matters that Young Master Soong cannot decide on, I am determined to obtain this auction." Bai Zheng bent her index finger and lightly knocked on the table.

Because of Feng Linyuan, Soong Yiqing naturally knew that the paper in front of him was Bai Zheng, and was indeed very interested in this paper. If the price was right, he wouldn't mind buying it.

He opened his mouth and said, "If today's treasures are fated, I will fight for it. If there is no fate, then I won't force you."

"For today's treasures, even if there's no fate, I still have to force myself to ask for them." Bai Zheng said with a faint smile.

"What do you mean?" Soong Yiqing frowned.

"Does Young Master Soong know where the money from this auction will go?" Bai Zheng smiled slightly.

"Naturally, it's the person who provided the treasure." The moment he opened his mouth, Soong Yiqing suddenly understood something.

Bai Zheng put down the teacup, the smile on her face did not change at all: "The reason why I do not dare to present my Soong Family to you right now is because I am afraid of affecting your business. Soong Family was not willing to give up on Nanshu's Shu muslin and brocade, acid branches and green bamboo. Most importantly, Nanshu's unique sesame seed was a essential ingredient in Soong Family's medicinal shop's signature cough medicine.

If he angered Nanshu, then it was likely that the Soong Family's medicine business would first suffer a great loss of vitality. But the Soong Family also knows, that the imperial government could barely endure it now, and did not get any Soong Family to ask for money. It is hard to guarantee that the war would spread like wildfire, so the imperial government had to give it even if they did not want to. "

The corner of her mouth widened into a smile, and Bai Zheng reminded him out of goodwill: "When the time comes, political and commercial strife, in the end, who would you prefer?"