King Xiaocheng of Zhao originally thought that Qin Yiren was going to say something big, but he didn't expect that he would actually say that he was profitable and like a lowly, lacking status and no status merchant. How could he have such a prince?

"Lilili...money?" King Zhao Xiaocheng was stunned for a moment, and then he believed that he had heard it correctly.

"That's right, it's profit." Qin Yiren focused his head and counted it down with his fingers: "How much wealth have you detained for me for three years? If I use these wealth to trade, I will make a lot of money. Can this be considered profit?"

"Young Master Yi Ren, how can the prince do business?" It is too embarrassing to do business with the prince. King Zhao Xiaocheng kindly reminded him.

"Who said that the prince cannot do business? Which law stipulates that the prince cannot do business?" Qin Yiren was unreasonable.

"Uh!" King Zhao Xiaocheng made a sound of grinding his teeth, but he was speechless. The princess cannot do business, which is an unwritten rule and is not written into the law. King Zhao Xiaocheng is irrefutable.

"Are you really stupid or fake?" Qin Yiren glared at Pingyuan Jun and pointed at him, "Zhao Sheng is also a royal family member, is he considered a prince? His business is so big."

"Young Master, what's going on with me?" Pingyuan Jun wondered why he had touched him.

"I ask you, you raise thousands of customers. Is it enough to rely on your salary and taxes? If you don't do business, where do you get the money and food to support thousands of customers?" Qin Yiren revealed Pingyuan Jun's scars.

Pingyuan Jun raised thousands of customers and spent money every day. If he didn't do business, he could not afford it. He was immediately asked speechlessly, slapped himself in the face, and secretly complained: "What are you talking about? Isn't this arousing your body?"

Pingyuan Jun, who had learned his lesson, quickly shut up and stopped talking.

Not only Pingyuan Jun is doing business, but also Xinling Jun, Chunshen Jun or Mengchang Jun. Which of them is not doing business?

"How much does the young master want?" King Zhao Xiaocheng was speechless and had to take a step back.

"Ten Thousand Gold!" Qin Yiren answered only two words, but he was stunned by the king and ministers of Zhao State, and the whole palace was silent.

During the three-year battle of Changping, all the money and food in Zhao State were consumed. It is a problem whether the entire Zhao State treasury still has 10,000 gold. Qin Yiren really dared to ask for it, but he dared to ask for it. He actually asked for a 10,000 gold. Why don’t you rob it?

"What's wrong? It's less? You are so generous. I'm not good at your kindness, so I'll just say... "Qin Yiren smiled very gently, but he was as cunning as a fox.

"Young Master, isn't this too much?" King Zhao Xiaocheng reacted quickly and cried.

Even if he sells King Zhao Xiaocheng, he can't afford ten thousand gold coins. How can he not suffer?

"Young Master, the number of hundreds of gold." King Zhao Xiaocheng gritted his teeth, his voice was very low, and he was humble.

Depending on the current situation of Zhao State, no matter how many gold is, even the number of ten gold is important. Who said that Zhao State was consumed too much? But the dignified King of Zhao actually used the number of hundred gold to make excuses. He felt that he was not confident and his face was hot.

"You can say it!" Qin Yiren scolded him righteously.

"Young Master, let's tell the truth. There is no 10,000 yuan in the entire Great Zhao treasury, and there is a lot of money." King Zhao Xiaocheng was really forced to do it, and he even told such secrets.

"Then how much do you give?" Qin Yiren was surprised. Zhao State was consumed so much. So, how was Qin State consumed?

It is said that "annihilation of one thousand enemies will be killed by 800 people." After three years of Changping War, a first-class Warring States like Zhao State was consumed so much that Qin State should not be much better, right?

"two hundred."

"no!"

"three hundred!"

"Four hundred!"

"five hundred!"

"make a deal!"

King Xiaocheng of Zhao was like a vegetable farmer selling cabbage, and he was not like a dignified king, bargaining with Qin Yiren and petty.

The ministers saw it and heard it, and smiled bitterly, and shook their heads. This was a dignified court, not a Caishikou, not a place for you to bargain, not to mention, the one who bargained was King Zhao Xiaocheng.

What makes people laugh the most is that King Xiaocheng of Zhao actually increased his 100 gold gold and 100 gold gold, and is he as generous as a dignified king?

Qin Yiren saw King Zhao Xiaocheng's bitter look and knew that he had no money and stopped when he saw it, and made a deal with 500 gold.

"It's finally over." King Zhao Xiaocheng secretly thanked that Qin Yiren was not too greedy and had to deal with it with five hundred gold.

"It's time for the God of Plague to leave!" Pingyuan Jun also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Pingyuan Jun had not finished his breath yet, and saw Qin Yiren staring at him, just like a hunter staring at his prey. Pingyuan Jun felt something was wrong and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Let's calculate the accounts." Qin Yiren stretched out his dry right hand, holding Pingyuan Jun's hand, as if he saw an old friend, and smiled happily: "For three years, you tortured me so many times, how do you think this account should be settled?"

Qin Yiren was imprisoned for three years and was used as the punching bag for Pingyuan Jun three years. There were too many accounts in it.

Pingyuan Jun hurriedly asked King Zhao Xiaocheng for help, but saw King Zhao Xiaocheng looking at the top of the palace with his eyes, as if there were beautiful girls dancing on the top of the palace. He was very focused and devoted.

Just kidding, Qin Yiren is now a plague god, whoever provokes will be unlucky.

"Young Master, I'm willing to pay a hundred gold coins." Pingyuan Jun knew that it would be impossible for him to not bleed.

"Bah!" Qin Yiren spat fiercely and cursed: "I am the prince of the Greatest Warring States Period so worthless? I don't want your gold either. You can torture me for three years. How can you torture me for me, I will give you back, and there is no more." Qin Yiren's face was shady, as if he had been thousands of years of black ice.

When he tortured Qin Yiren, Pingyuan Jun was very happy. If he gave it back to him, he would be very unhappy and dared not respond. He hurriedly added: "Three hundred gold!"

"Four hundred gold!"

"Five hundred gold!"

"Eight hundred gold!"

"A thousand gold!"

"make a deal!"

The number of gold coins is not a small number. Qin Yiren was satisfied and finally stopped extorting Pingyuan Jun.

Pingyuan Jun felt a pain, his face twitched, and he muttered in his heart: "This tiger and wolf Qin man is so dark!"

"You are indeed a rich man, and you are worthy of being the prince who has done business." At the end, Qin Yiren also said that Pingyuan Jun was so mean, and he took the word "子子" very seriously.

The words made Zhao's king and ministers flushed with shame. The prince and grandson were embarrassed to do business, and it was embarrassing to be home!

The matter was finally settled. The king and minister of Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to keep Qin Yiren. King Xiaocheng of Zhao and Pingyuan Jun hurriedly asked someone to send money and ordered the red-clothed swordsman to escort him.

"Don't be polite, you'll send me off!" Qin Yiren waved to King Xiaocheng and Pingyuan as if he was parting with his old friend.

King Xiaocheng Zhao and Mr. Pingyuan saw it and hated him in their hearts. They had to wave goodbye, as if they were old friends who had not met for decades.

"Young Master, you are so amazing! Great!" As soon as you left the court, Meng Zhao and the other two surrounded Qin Yiren and praised him.

At this time, they thought they would die, but they did not expect that this would end. Not only did they not die, they also took back the goods sent by Qin and released them under house arrest.

Although these things made them happy, they were not the things that made them most happy. What made them most happy was that they found that Qin Yiren was extremely smart and actually gained the upper hand in the confrontation with the king and minister of Zhao State, which was more important than anything else.

"Tiger, wolf, Qin people, stop!" Suddenly, a thunderous sound rang out.

Qin Yiren was very surprised. Before he left the Zhao Palace, who was so bold that he dared to stop them in front of the palace. When he looked closely, he saw a middle-aged man leading seven aggressive people to stop them.

"Who are you?" Qin Yiren asked in a deep voice.

"Secret Guest at Xiapingyuanjun, Mao Sui!" the middle-aged man replied loudly, his eyebrows standing up like a sharp sword unsheathed.

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Chapter completed!