Ye Li calmly withdrew her hand and said with a faint smile, "How could I trouble Mister Lin?"
The middle-aged man smiled apologetically, "How could it be a trouble? As the saying goes, rely on your parents at home and rely on your friends when you're out. This one also wants to be friends with Mister Chu, but I'm afraid that Mister Chu will dislike us businessmen for being vulgar. "
Ye Li smiled and suddenly felt that the person in front of her was somewhat interesting. After thinking for a while, she nodded and said with a smile, "I don't know how this one can repay Mister Lin." The middle-aged man looked around cautiously and said with a smile, "Why don't we discuss this in private?"
Ye Li said, "This one is only from a side branch of the Chu family. If I disappoint Mister Lin when the time comes, wouldn't it be beautiful?"
The middle-aged man was helpless and could only laugh in a low voice, "Actually, it's nothing. Mister Chu is such a talent, this one doesn't believe that he has no influence in the Chu family. This one just wants … to ask Mister Chu to recommend Mister Qing Chen or Mister Han. " When Prince Ding and Princess Ding were not in Glass City, Mister Qing Chen was in charge of the Prince Ding Mansion and Han Mingxi was in charge of the Prince Ding Mansion's external business. No matter which one he recommended, he would not lose out.
Ye Li lowered her eyes and said with a faint smile, "So it's like this. It's just a small matter."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man could not help but feel relieved. He could not help but think more highly of Ye Li. This was not a small matter. With his status, it was extremely difficult to meet Mister Qing Chen. This Chu Junwei's relationship with Mister Qing Chen must not be bad to have such confidence. "Then, many thanks to Mister Chu." The middle-aged man cupped his hands and smiled.
"The Regent has arrived! The Emperor has arrived! "A sharp voice interrupted the middle-aged man's words. Ye Li smiled faintly and signaled him to talk later. The middle-aged man hurriedly put away his regretful expression and stood up to welcome the Regent and the Emperor.
The little emperor wore a bright yellow dragon robe as he followed beside Mo Jingli. Speaking of which, Mo Suyun was almost a year older than Mo Xiaobao, but right now, Mo Suyun was probably half a head younger than Mo Xiaobao when Ye Li left Glass City a few months ago. He followed beside Mo Jingli in fear and trepidation. No matter how one looked at him, he didn't look like the ruler of a country. Instead, he looked like a pitiful child who was being abused.
Ye Ying walked beside Mo Jingli. Seeing the pitiful child, she wanted to reach out and give him a hand, but she didn't dare to because of Mo Jingli's expression.
"Greetings to the Regent! Greetings, Your Majesty! "According to the original rules, even if the Regent was in power now, the Emperor should be placed first. However, when the announcement was made previously, the Regent was placed first. Among the people who attended the banquet, the court officials were already used to it. As for the wealthy merchants who were invited, a large portion of them didn't realize this problem at all. There was also a portion that went with the flow because they didn't dare to offend Prince Li.
"You may rise," Mo Jingli looked down at everyone from high above. He walked to the main seat in the hall and sat down before opening his mouth to speak.
"Thank you, Regent," everyone said in unison.
Ye Ying also sat down on the right side of Mo Jingli. The little emperor Mo Suyun carefully glanced at Mo Jingli before walking to the empty seat on the left side and sitting down. The people below looked at the little emperor's timid appearance and secretly shook their heads in their hearts.
Mo Jingli looked at the guests and courtiers below with satisfaction. He smiled and said, "Everyone, don't be restrained. Just eat and drink to your heart's content." Everyone wrote their thanks to the Regent again. Everyone present had a few sources of information. Naturally, they knew what the Regent wanted to do by holding this banquet today. Especially those wealthy merchants who were forcibly invited. Their smiles were all stiff. How could they still be in the mood to eat and drink?
The atmosphere of the banquet was obviously a little strange. Ye Li didn't care about it. Her expression was calm as she ate and drank lightly, as if she didn't know the purpose of this banquet at all. In the hall, Mo Jingli looked down from high above. Naturally, he saw everyone's expressions. These few days, Mo Jingli's mood had been very bad. When Dongfang You disappeared, although Mo Jingli often wanted to strangle that woman Dongfang You to death, when she really disappeared suddenly, many things in Mo Jingli's hands became stagnant. There were many things in the Boundless Mountain that Dongfang You had always held tightly in her hands. Once she was gone, Mo Jingli couldn't mobilize that power at all. There was also the Empress Dowager who publicly fell out with him in the court. Although there was probably no one in Nanjing who didn't know that the relationship between mother and son was bad, but now that he had publicly imprisoned his birth mother, Mo Jingli was condemned by many scholars. At this time, looking at the stiff but obedient expressions of everyone in the hall, Mo Jingli suddenly felt much better. So what if these people opposed him in their hearts? On the surface, didn't they still have to obediently obey his orders and kneel respectfully in front of him?
"Come, bring him in!" In the strange and heavy banquet, Mo Jingli's voice suddenly sounded.
After a while, two guards of the palace dragged in a middle-aged man covered in wounds and forced him to kneel on the ground. Ye Li looked at him curiously. She didn't know this person. Master Lin next to her couldn't help but take a breath and whisper, "It's Zhang Baiwan." In the hall, there were many people who had the same expression as Master Lin. Living in Nanjing, as long as there were some famous people, most of them naturally knew each other. Of course, Zhang Baiwan's name was not really Zhang Baiwan. He was a famous grain merchant in Jiangnan. It was said that 60% of the grain stores in Jiangnan belonged to the Zhangs. In Nanjing, he could be regarded as one of the richest merchants. Wealth was not enough to describe him, so he was called Zhang Baiwan.
Zhang Baiwan also had a nickname in Nanjing – "Money Dead". He was already rich, but he usually dressed simply. Even his wife and children at home lived very simply, as if he was afraid that others would know that he was rich. He could take advantage of others, but if he let others take advantage of him, he wouldn't be able to eat for several days. How could such a person be willing to give Mo Jingli a large amount of money as soldiers' pay? Moreover, Mo Jingli's army was going to war, so they naturally needed grain. Before, Mo Jingli had already sent people to discuss with him, but this person avoided meeting. Today's banquet, he simply didn't attend.
With Mo Jingli's temperament, how could he tolerate this kind of behavior that dared to challenge him? Therefore, at the Regent's Residence's banquet, Zhang Baiwan refused to enter the banquet with the invitation, but he was escorted in by others.
Mo Jingli coldly glanced at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground and sneered, "Lord Zhang, it's really hard to invite you?"
Zhang Baiwan had a bitter face and said in a trembling voice, "Prince, please forgive this humble one. This humble one doesn't dare. This humble one really doesn't feel well, so …. Prince, please forgive this humble one. "
"Doesn't feel well?" Mo Jingli said, "Is that so? My residence has a few imperial physicians with good medical skills. Why don't you let them take your pulse? That way, you won't be left with any illness. "
"No …. I don't dare …." Zhang Baiwan's face turned pale, as if he really was sick. But how could he dare to let the Li Palace's people take his pulse? At this moment, even if he really had a terminal illness, the Li Palace's imperial physicians would still be very healthy after taking his pulse. Moreover, everyone knew that his unwell words were just an excuse.
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