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

The wooden sign with the words "Golden Silk Nanmu" was taken to the third floor by the mute boy.

There is an airtight room on the third floor of the tea room.

The whole house is made of lime and is indestructible.

Transactions in tea houses are generally shady, so secrecy is excellent.

After the wooden sign was sent into the house.

Someone in the house copied the four characters of golden silk nanmu into dozens of slips of paper, and then stuffed these notes into the tubular passage connecting the various private rooms.

The notes will soon be sent down the passage to the different private rooms.

At the same time, dozens of distinguished guests were extremely shocked after seeing the golden silk nanmu!

"Golden Silk Nanmu? Even the emperor can't get the golden silk nanmu, how can there be here?

"I heard that Yunnan Mufu brought a batch into Beijing, but it was intercepted on the way, could it be this person?"

"Golden silk nanmu is a royal thing, and the private trade belongs to arrogance, I don't know who is so bold!"

Everyone showed extraordinary interest in the sellers of golden silk nanmu.

But most of the officials here do not dare to act rashly.

Golden silk nanmu is different from ordinary wood, and can only be used by the royal family.

In addition, when today's son can't get golden silk nanmu, ordinary people once use golden silk nanmu.

Does that mean that the person who uses the golden silk nanmu is more noble than the Son of Heaven?

When the time comes, the Son of Heaven will be angry, and there will be only one way to die.

Somewhere on the second floor.

Shen Wanshi looked at the note in his hand and fell into deep thought.

As the richest man in the Ming Dynasty, he knows very well what it means to be a golden silk nanmu.

It is extremely detrimental to oneself to rashly get your hands dirty.

Moreover, there have been a lot of rumors about this Jinyi Guard commander recently.

In particular, the day before yesterday, the commander made a killing spree in Yanhonglou, which became the hottest topic of conversation in the market.

These talking points either say that Commander Zhu has made his hands and eyes open to the sky and has a deep background.

Either it is said that Commander Zhu is strong in martial arts, and he is a first-class ruthless person.

Qian Ke is a god, and Shen Wanshi knows more about these news than others.

The commander not only cleared the Jinyi guard, but also killed Tian Ergeng and Zhang Tingyue.

These two are the henchmen of the nine-thousand-year-old Wei Zhongxian.

Wei Zhongxian's attitude, Shen Wanshi probably knew something.

The nine-thousand-year-old with his hands and eyes in the sky was abnormal, not only did he not deal with Zhu Qianyuan, but he also groveled to him.

"The pattern of the Ming Dynasty has changed?" Shen Wanshi muttered to himself.

The keen sense of smell given by many years of business has made him perceive a hint of an unusual smell.

"Maybe... Maybe that's the only chance. "

The name of the first merchant of the Ming Dynasty is very bluffing, but if he has no power, he is just a lackey parasitic in the house of the powerful.

is like Shen Wanshi, the hatred of killing his wife is greater than the sky...

But he was helpless about it, and even had to smile at the enemy.

Thinking of this, Shen Wanshi felt sad for a while.

Then a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he made a final decision.

Bet!

Whether it is Zhu Qianyuan's strong strength, or Wei Zhongxian's temporary dormancy.

Shen Wanshi knew in his heart that this was the only chance.

If it is done, you can take revenge!

If you don't succeed, you will sacrifice yourself!

He handed a letter to the servant and asked the servant to give the letter to his daughter Shen Yingying.

Go up to the third floor and get the wooden plaque with golden silk nanmu written on it, and then knock on the door of the private room where Zhu Qianyuan is on the second floor.

Soon, Shen Lian opened the door.

Without waiting for Zhu Qianyuan to speak, Shen Wanshi flicked his cuffs and arched his hand: "Commander!" "

Shen Yuanwai investigated me?" Zhu Qianyuan looked at Shen Wanshi at the same time.

"No... No..."

Shen Wanshi hurriedly explained: "I just heard the shopkeeper mention it...""

You are very familiar with the shopkeeper?"

"This..." Shen Wanshi didn't know what the other party meant.

However, he chose to be honest: "If there is no shopkeeper, a tea room hidden in Yanhong Building, I, Shen Wanshi, am just a nobody."

Zhu Qianyuan nodded.

The other party's words were very clear, he was not familiar with the shopkeeper, but the master behind Yanhonglou.

"Let's get down to business."

"Yes!" Shen Wanshi said respectfully: "I prepared a program for adults in advance, let's talk while watching." Immediately

afterwards, Shen Wanshi opened the curtain in the private room.

Through the window, the private room can just see the stage in the hall on the first floor of the tea room.

At this time, on the stage, a woman dressed in red danced.

The woman's figure is graceful and her dancing posture is elegant, and it is by no means a glamorous dance that circulates in the teaching department or the hook column.

A smile and a smile contain the strict etiquette rules of a large family, which professional dancers do not have.

Zhu Qianyuan looked at it twice.

Her face was covered with a plain veil, and she was quite stunning with the red clothes.

Her black hair outlines her slender body like a waterfall, and there is a faint sadness between her eyebrows, like a widowed beauty.

The sound of the piano is a shocking dance.

"Shen Yuanwai is even willing to give away his daughter, it seems that today's business is inevitable." Zhu Qianyuan is not a person who likes timbre, and there is a hint of sternness in his words.

Shen Wanshi observed the words and said: "Today is not only a business, but also a request for adults.

"It's just that I can't talk about it until the business is done."

The other party dared to take the golden silk nanmu out to do business, which has already explained a lot of problems.

Shen Wanshi didn't care about money, but cared about whether Zhu Qianyuan really had the ability to get the golden silk nanmu that even the Son of Heaven couldn't get.

If you can really take it, the other party can prove your strength.

"Let's talk about the deal first."

"As for your request, I can't promise you'll agree."