Suzhou, Yanziwu, living room.

"Master is here."

Hearing the voice of the servant outside, the four ministers and Abi who were sitting in their seats quickly stood up.

After a while, a handsome young man came to the door. He was wearing a sky blue robe, his body was like a jade tree, and he was extremely handsome.

"Young Master." The four ministers clasped their fists and shouted.

"Well, everyone, please sit down." Murong Fu smiled and nodded, then sat directly in front of the main seat, imitating his father's appearance, holding up the tea cup, gently picking up the lid, smelling the aroma and sipping the tea.

The little yellow cat climbed along the back and onto the shoulders, curled up into a ball, and continued to sleep soundly.

Bao BuTong, who had some complaints at first, actually didn't say a word when he saw Murong Fu.

Only then did he discover that there really is something mysterious and mysterious like temperament in this world.

He had watched the boy in front of him grow up, and he was only a few years older than Abi. He could be said to be very young. But with his eyes that were as bright as the stars, Bao BuTong almost had the illusion that he was about to fall into the abyss.

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There seems to be something unique about the young man, which can't be explained or explained. If I had to describe it, it would be a temperament similar to self-confidence.

Strong self-confidence gives the young man in front of him a unique appeal.

"Master!" Boss Deng Baichuan stood up and greeted.

According to the rules, he will report the situation first.

"Brother Deng, sit down and talk." Murong Fu raised his hand to signal.

Deng Baichuan was stunned for a moment and was very surprised: "Master?"

But when he met Murong Fu's eyes, he felt that those pupils seemed to reflect the heaven and earth, all the insignificant things. His gaze was calm, but it was as if he could look straight into all the secrets in his heart.

He immediately swallowed the kind words that came to his mouth, and quickly returned to his seat to sit down, but subconsciously he only sat halfway, leaned forward, and said respectfully.

"Master, according to your instructions, the business, restaurants, escort agencies, salt goods, land, manors, etc. that were cooperated with Shaolin and other major sects in the north when I was here have all been sold, except for the condolences and condolences given to the local elderly and subordinates.

By opening up the relationship with the government, we made a total profit of 13,842 taels of silver."

…

Half an hour later, everyone finished reporting, and Murong Fu was in a good mood. The ancestors had worked very hard over the years, and at this moment, the Murong family had the largest amount of money, which amounted to two hundred thousand taels.

Of course, this was also the time when the Murong family's wealth was at its lowest. From now on, the family's money would be one tael less than one tael spent.

Just do the math, in addition to providing food and drink for Mr. Le, it will take hundreds of years for him to spend all his money.

"Master, I wonder what we should do next?" Deng Baichuan, the "No. 1 Palm in the South of the Yangtze River," asked carefully.

For some reason, facing this young man, he even felt more pressure than the old man.

What happened in the past few months? Could it be that the ancestors of the Murong family appeared?

Murong Fu thought for a while and said: "First: Next, you four brothers will put the silver and property into the inner treasury and hand it over to Abi for care. Secondly: Fully cooperate with A'Zhu to master the intelligence information of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

I hope that I can know all the big and small things that will happen in Suzhou and Hangzhou in the future, official promotions, detailed information of the gentry and wealthy households, business, all the forces behind each city and government, etc."

Bao BuTong asked honestly: "Master, I'm afraid this will require a lot of time and money. Why?"

Murong Fu smiled: "We live here, why don't we take control of this place? The prerequisite for everything to be successful is that we have made all preparations. Do you understand?"

The four retainers looked at each other and nodded. They all knew a few words, but they seemed to not understand them all together.

Then he explained some details and wrote them down on the paper in the Murong family's secret code.

After the four people left, Abi stepped forward to pour tea: "Master."

Murong Fu nodded. The four ministers were much older than him, and their martial arts skills were not weak. They all had their own businesses, families and children. Xiao Jiujiu was a little bit normal in his heart.

But Abi is different from A'Zhu. She has been with him and her father since she was a child, teaching her carefully. She has good abilities, and she is a girl, so she can only rely on him.

"Abi, you have to do a lot of things next. First: take care of some orphans, boys, girls, and those who are sick. You can bring them back. I will personally send people to teach them.

Second: In the future, a contribution system will be established in the Murong family. With your contribution, you can exchange for various martial arts secrets, gold and silver money, family protection, strength support, and..."

After hesitating for a moment, Murong Fu continued: "There is also a pill that can extend life and change the bones, but this is only shown to those who have made great contributions."

Abi was stunned: "Sir, my family only has the Shaolin Great Return Pill to prolong life and change the bones. That's only one pill. I left it for you to save your life."

Also, how should we count contributions in this contribution system? What kind of things are considered contributions to the Murong family?"

Murong Fu picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said slowly: "The contribution system is not urgent. At present, the strength of our Murong family is still too weak. In the future, I plan to build a system for grading talents, including martial arts, magic, reading, carpentry, and blacksmith.

Shipbuilding, ships, etc. all have corresponding hierarchical systems.

When the time comes, no matter whether it is a branch, side branch, or servant of my Murong family, as long as they have the ability to improve, they will make contributions."

Abi's eyes lit up, this was really interesting. As far as she knew, some branches of the Murong family were living in Yanziwu just waiting to die, because the Murong family was supposed to be the direct lineage, and nothing would happen without them.

And many of those side branches need to work hard to make a living. Even if they are capable, but not outstanding, it is of little use. The world has been at peace for many years, and there are only so many ways to make money in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Unless the ability is beyond ordinary people, otherwise everyone

You can only live hard.

If they see others getting promoted and making money, I believe they will definitely work hard.

"Master, the Murong family will definitely flourish in your hands!" Abi stretched out her little hand, clenched it into a fist, her eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

"Meow!"

"Okay, Abi, the glory belongs to you too!" Murong Fu said with a smile.

Abi's pretty face turned red and she lowered her head in fear.

"Go down and get some rest. If you feel sore in your back or stomach in the past two days, remember to touch Le Ye more often." Murong Fu stood up and rubbed her head.

Abi's body was shaken, and her hands quickly turned red. How did the young master know that she was having trouble? Then he ran away quickly.

After everyone left, Murong Fu's gentle eyes began to darken.

There is no one under you!

But fortunately, everyone is very obedient. If you train slowly, you may be able to put it to good use in the future.

No one is born knowing that the wind rises at the end of the green grass, or stops in the grass, or roars for nine days.

Maybe once an ordinary person was willing to work hard and push himself, he would become the supreme king in the world, a peerless general, and an able minister in the world in the future: such as Liu Bang, Xiao He, Guan Yu...

This guy was forced out.

…

The eighth year of Yuanfeng (1085).

After Zhao Xu came to the throne, Empress Dowager Gao listened behind the curtain and appointed Sima Guang as prime minister. Wang Anshi and Wang Xiang's new laws were almost completely abolished, which was known as "Yuanyou Genghua" in history.

The following year, Wang Anshi died of illness in Zhongshan.

…

In the evening, on the streets of Suzhou, a skinny beggar was sitting in a corner, looking pitifully at the steaming steamed buns and steamed buns in the distance, swallowing his saliva.

White noodles are really a luxury and desire for him now.

As a beggar, he should have gone up to beg, but the gentleman was kind-hearted and gave him a steamed bun.

But he knew that this was the territory of the Beggar Gang, and if he was not one of their people, he would be beaten if he went out to beg, and he might even be caught and have his legs and feet broken, so that he could become one of his own.

The little beggars looked at the passers-by in bewilderment, laughing and cursing, anxious and plain, but they shouldn't be so hungry that they would have a fever, right?

"Little brother, are you from the Beggar Clan?" A delicate and clear voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

The little beggar looked up and found a girl in green clothes standing in front of him. Her skin was whiter than that of his uncle who had been dead for more than ten days. She was extremely beautiful.

"No." The little beggar said concisely.

Talking too much will make you hungrier, but if you don't talk, you might even get beaten, a bunch of bastards.

"That's just right. Are you willing to come with me? I'll give you work, food and shelter, and teach you skills, but you have to be obedient." The girl stretched out her hand and said softly.

The little beggar looked at this hand, which was just like the white jade worn by those officers, white and greasy. He was silent for a while and said: "As long as you give me something to stutter, I can kill anyone!"

After living on the streets for so many days, he knew one thing clearly: there was no such thing as a loser in this world. There was no such thing as a good person who would give him money to eat and drink for free.

"Hehe~ Then you come with me." The girl turned and left.

The little beggar struggled to follow him. Although he was very hungry, he had hope.

"May I have your name?"

"Chen Fei."

"Why did you become a beggar at such a young age? Where are your parents?"

"Do you know Wang Xiang's 'green seedling method'?"

"I know. My master also said that this strategy is good. The court lends money to the people and only charges 2 cents of interest. It is much cheaper than some people."

"Oh, do you know that those dog officials force farmers to borrow money? And the interest is 40%. Do you know that before borrowing, you have to pay 30% of the hard work tax? Then they will rob things and sell the land if they can't pay back the money? I My parents gave me the last bite, and I starved to death." The little beggar said calmly.

"Ah, then you are so pitiful! Don't worry, come with me, and you won't have to worry about being hungry in the future." The girl consoled her.

"Thanks."
To be continued...