There was a large cloth on the stone floor of the ear room, which was green and had ropes strung around. Since Shen Shi, several of them had been staying in this ear room, busy preparing.

Wei Ling handed them these materials until the You hour passed and the sky was completely dark, so he came to inspect the work.

"You guys hurry up, don't delay things!"

"Yes, the city chief!"

Because I cannot be discovered, I dare not light too many candles in my ear room. Fortunately, the place is small, and one or two can make the room shine brightly.

Everyone worked hard to work hard under the weak candlelight. Wei Ling looked at the blue cloth and gradually formed according to his requirements. The small fan in his hand was shaken.

"I tell you, this is a money-making person. As long as you succeed, you all have a share!"

"Thank you, young people, for your care!"

Although Wei Ling has always been misconduct, it is not completely beneficial. For example, when it comes to money, he is a very clear person.

As long as you make a promise, you will definitely be able to fulfill it. Because you are the wealth-loving deity, you will be more aware of the importance of money to a person.

It was getting dark, and drums began to sound on the street, dong... dong...

The sound was both dull and melodious, accompanied by the sound of streets and drums, and the people who wandered among the shops in the streets and alleys of Xishi would gradually leave.

Those who are farther away from the Fangmen often walk in a hurry, fearing that they will realize the time. After all, leaving the Fangmen in Xishi is not a victory for these people wandering outside.

They had to go in before their own gates closed, so generally speaking, when the street drums sounded at this evening, it was a time of riots in major lifangs.

Wei Ling's goal was to take this big cloth to the bridge while the chaos was in trouble.

If God is really on his side, then all activities today will go smoothly.

Otherwise, he would not lose anything, and he would bring back the things and always find opportunities.

Soon, Wei Ling took a few people to the bridge while the chaos was taking advantage of the chaos. He looked out from his horse and said, "God really helped me!"

There is no one on the bridge of the release pond, which is crowded all day these days. Not to mention the bridge, there are no customers in front of the Peijia Store next to the bridge.

Xiaoliu of the Pei family was on the closed wooden board, and Wei Ling stopped the people. He didn't want Pei Fan to know about this kind of secret money.

"This kid is really slow!"

Xiao Liu, who was ignorant, happily moved the wooden boards, put them in the middle of the door frame, raised his sleeves and dusted them.

"Good weather, good business, good business comes, and the money is full..."

When singing in a naughty tune, Xiao Liu was so proud.

These days, Xiao Liu's sense of happiness has reached the highest level. In the past, when Peijiadian had a good business, he could be so happy that he couldn't stop.

It has been even more amazing recently. Although he failed to make a bet last time, he consciously moved manure on the slope for a day.

It made his body dirty and smelly. When everyone saw him, he would cover his face and nose. It was no exaggeration to say that within ten feet, a figure could not be found.

Lao Pei is a kind-hearted person. Seeing that he was too slap, he specially approved all his money to him. Now, Xiao Liu is also considered a rich family.

He truly understood what it means to have money in his hands and was not panicked. Just now, you just want him to be lazy, but he doesn't do it.

My enthusiasm for work is extremely high, but I never stop talking. I do things with a straightforward manner. While I am slow, I can handle all matters in an orderly manner.

Whoever saw this would be a praising saying that the Pei family’s little six is ​​promising!

After he was satisfied with the closing, he changed into a new song and swayed into the house. But he knew that just three meters away from him, Mr. Wei was almost furious!

The street drums are beating one after another. If you don’t hold on, it will ruin a big deal!

"quick!"

"Let's go up!"

Xiao Liu closed the door with his front foot, and a burst of smoke and dust suddenly rose up and rushed straight towards the bridge.

Before the sun had completely set, the moon had gradually exposed its little head. Taking advantage of the unknown junction of morning and evening, Wei Ling stood on the bridge, looking down at everything at the bottom of the pool, and was delighted.

Money!

Thousands of money!

It will be mine soon!

"You guys are gentle, don't break the cloth!"

Wei Ling is smart. As long as he wants to accomplish something, he will definitely use a hundred times more energy and plan carefully, and will never let it fail.

The few minor officials who followed him also had an important specialty in addition to being able to arrange props. They were all very good at water.

When you arrange these props, you must have people with good water properties. Otherwise, you will fall into the pool and cannot come up, which will be bad.

Old Wei wants money, but he doesn't want to get involved in a lawsuit.

The clerks placed the green cloth at the bottom of the pool water, and then fell huge rocks around it. Then they threw the cable back to the shore to fix it. After completing all this, several people jumped ashore.

Wei Ling had already prepared clean clothes for them. They peeled off the wet skin on their bodies and changed them in a hurry. Then they jumped onto the horse when the street drum was about to be beaten...

Everything will be decided a few days later.

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Eastern Palace, Chongjiao Hall.

Since he served as Donggong Literature, Pei Fanxian's life has been quite comfortable. Prince Li Hong is his own steel thigh, and he has absolutely nothing to say about him.

It just so happened that there was no serious official business to deal with these days. The key is that Li Hong's immediate superior, Emperor Li Zhi, was in good health and was refreshed.

After taking back all the work that was originally entrusted to Li Hong, Li Hong became idle.

Pei Fanxian, who accompanied Li Hong to drink tea and eat melons every day, and also talked about the past and the present, was very happy. Fan Xian gradually felt that if he joined the conversation circle of nobles and relatives, he would probably be able to become a king.

After all, compared with ancient people, his knowledge reserves are still quite rich.

There is only one thing that needs to be paid attention to. If you say too much, your mind will inevitably get stuck. He must carefully identify it and never tell the story of Emperor Gaozong's future dynasty.

He was not afraid of revealing the secrets of heaven, but was afraid of scaring the weak Li Hong.

"Fan Xian, I heard that Pei Sheren has been preparing for the bad money recently. Yesterday, I also talked to him. Judging from his meaning, it seems very sure."

The conversation came a little suddenly. Pei Fanxian slapped the teacup in his hand. After a while, he spoke: "It's true. Pei Sheren also discussed it with me before. I think his plan is still very comprehensive and worth a try."

Li Hong looked at him a few times, thinking about something.

This kid doesn't tell the truth.

"But how do I remember that you and I mentioned bad money a long time ago. At that time, you quoted a lot and had a deep understanding of this issue. Could it be that your uncle and nephew thought about going together?"

The joking smile on Li Hong's face made Pei Fan feel as if he was stunning.

The prince is indeed the prince. Although he is weak, his mind has always been very clear. If he hadn't mentioned it, Pei Fanxian would have forgotten it himself. He gave this example when he pulled Li Hong to Brush Shui before.

This is very embarrassing.
Chapter completed!