Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei: Commander, what do you want to tell me?

After some in-depth discussions, Li Qiyuan found that the commander made the great man proficient in all kinds of martial arts.

Whether it is governing the country and securing the country, or the local military and political affairs, they all have in-depth insights.

So Li Qiyuan asked many questions, and Zhu Qianyuan patiently answered them.

Employing people is not only about using talents, but also about cultivating talents.

And Li Qiyuan is worth cultivating.

Every time Zhu Qianyuan answered a question, Li Qiyuan's eyes became hot.

He saw the future of the Ming Dynasty in the commander of the envoy.

Only four words can describe the commander and the countryman.

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By the time Li Qiyuan left, it was already close to noon.

Zhu Qianyuan summoned Shen Lian and said, "Last time, Jinyiwei made a mess of Yanhonglou. "

Let's go today, and by the way, I will transfer fifty golden silk nanmu from the warehouse."

"What do you mean?" Shen Lian was puzzled.

Even if Yanhonglou is messed up, there is no need for fifty golden silk nanmu.

Just one is enough to buy five Yanhong Towers.

"You'll know when you get there." Zhu Qianyuan didn't mean to explain for the time being.

The two quickly packed up, changed into casual clothes, and went to Yanhong Tower.

Yanhonglou is usually a place where dignitaries and dignitaries gather.

On the surface, it is a hotel, but in fact, in addition to the main hall, it is flanked by places where the rich have fun.

Enter from the main hall, walk all the way until you reach the end and enter the hall on the left.

There was a tea room.

This teahouse is not ordinary, and the people who come and go are powerful and wealthy businessmen.

Moreover, these powerful and wealthy businessmen must also hold the referral token of the shopkeeper of Yanhong Building.

It is said to be drinking tea, but in fact, it is a power and money transaction.

For this kind of transaction, Zhu Qianyuan, who has a modern soul, sees it very clearly.

This is nothing more than a platform that offers reliable buyers and sellers.

The powerful want money, and the rich want power.

For example, Shen Wanshi, the richest businessman in the Ming Dynasty, is a frequent visitor here.

Zhu Qianyuan took Shen Lian all the way to the carriage, and soon arrived at the door of Yanhong Tower.

When the shopkeeper of Yanhonglou saw that it was Zhu Qianyuan, he was immediately frightened.

In his impression, although Jinyiwei has been covered up by Dongchang over the years, the commander is still the most powerful among the powerful.

Coupled with the bloody battle of Jinyiwei, the shopkeeper didn't dare to slack off in the slightest: "My lord, today is to..."

Zhu Qianyuan stood in front of Yanhong Tower, "It's done, there is a reward." "

Are you going to the teahouse?" The shopkeeper's face is happy, don't do it like last time!

Zhu Qianyuan nodded.

Immediately afterwards, the shopkeeper immediately handed over the referral token and respectfully sent Zhu Qianyuan into the tea room.

Waiting for Zhu Qianyuan to enter, a middle-aged man in a blue silk robe with three strands of long hair on his face walked over in Yanhong Building.

He glanced at the shopkeeper, stared in the direction of the tea room and said, "Who is that person?" "

Commander of the Jinyi Guard, Zhu Qianyuan." The shopkeeper replied, "If Mr. Shen is doing business, it is best not to provoke Jinyiwei. "

The man in blue is the richest man in the Ming Dynasty today, Shen Wanshi.

"I have indeed earned a lot of money over the years, but I have never done anything wrong, and I have not violated the laws of the Ming Dynasty."

"Why not do business with this adult?"

Shen Wanshi seemed to reply to the shopkeeper, but his voice was not loud.

At this moment, there was a hint of forbearance in his eyes, and after a little hesitation, he walked quickly into the tea room.

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Tea room.

As soon as Zhu Qianyuan entered, he saw three or five tables sparsely placed in a hall.

The hall is extremely wide, and it is more than the first restaurant in the capital, Yanhonglou.

And the interior decoration is very extravagant.

The floor is made of white marble, and the top is inlaid with gold wire to shape a chicken and a dog.

It means that if you enter this door, the chicken and dog will ascend to heaven.

The beams and pillars in the hall are made of yellow rosewood, which is second only to the wood of golden silk nanmu.

The walls of the tea room are dyed with Ruijinxiang's rich lacquer, which is insect-proof, moth-proof, and fireproof.

The market price of a barrel of rich lacquer is at least 800 taels, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this tea house is made of gold and silver.

Zhu Qianyuan glanced at it and knew a rough idea.

There are several tables in the hall of the tea room for people to rest and listen to music, and it is not here that the real business is discussed.

After all, most of the power-for-money transactions are unsightly.

Zhu Qianyuan expected that the real boss of this banquet Honglou was not the shopkeeper.

A place without an official background will never be able to do this.

"Shen Lian."

"Humble duty!"

"Go back and let Lu Wenzhao check the details of Yanhonglou."

"Yes!"

Zhu Qianyuan knew it in his heart.

No matter how outrageous the court deliberations are, they need to pay attention to a famous teacher.

Otherwise, there will be courtiers who will die.

This also made the minister have some scruples, no matter how outrageous the performance was, he still retained a trace of the bottom line.

A place like Yanhonglou doesn't care about these at all, which is like the dark side of the court.

Something dirty, dirty, and shady can happen here at any time.

Assassinations, bribery and even bribery can even be commonplace.

This is by no means a good thing for Daming.

It doesn't matter if the businessman communicates here, but the power and money exchange is absolutely not.

This is Zhu Qianyuan's bottom line.

Walking to the second floor, a servant walked briskly.

He handed Zhu Qianyuan a wooden sign and a brush.

The servant was mute and didn't seem to be literate.

He pointed and pointed for a long time before he expressed his meaning.

People who come to the teahouse are here to buy and sell, and if they want to trade something, they write it on a wooden sign.

After that, someone will hang the wooden sign out, and Zhu Qianyuan only needs to wait in the private room on the second floor.

This is a common form of secret dealing.

Then Zhu Qianyuan wrote the words "Golden Silk Nanmu" on the wooden sign, and then walked to the private room on the second floor under the guidance of the servant.