【The Song of the Six Dynasties】(Episode 18, Chapter 8)

Chapter Eight

A man with only one arm strode over, his feet together, and swiftly raised his single arm to salute Cheng Zongyang. "Colonel Cheng!"

"Old Chen, you're retired now, no need for a salute,"

Chen Qiao laughed. "I'm used to it."

Chen Qiao was a veteran of the Xingyue Lake camp. Being from Danyang, he was wounded and retired, then joined the Chamber of Commerce, and was subsequently transferred back to his hometown to manage the Danyang businesses. After receiving the list from Cheng Zongyang, Qin Huizhi found Chen Qiao, who was closest to Wudu, and instructed him to acquire goods and recruit manpower locally, heading to Wudu as quickly as possible.

"Transporting so much goods must have been arduous."

"This shipment looks like a lot, but the weight isn't heavy. For example, a few thousand silk flowers can be carried in one large bundle. Danyang is a vital waterway and land route, so purchasing these goods didn't take much effort; it just took a couple of days to repackage them into smaller bundles."

Chen Qiao took a sip of tea. "Colonel Cheng, if the salt were in larger bundles, we could carry twice as much. Packing it in bamboo tubes means we ca

n't carry much." "Wudu is different from Danyang," Cheng Zongyang said. "This kind of refined salt costs at least thirty copper coins per pound. Apart from the wealthy and powerful, I doubt anyone in Wudu would be willing to buy it. If it's packed in bamboo tubes, each one only costs two copper coins, and anyone can buy it to try. In fact, one pound of salt can be packed into twenty small tubes, which means one pound of salt can sell for forty copper coins. The same goes for the fish sauce; although it's more expensive, it tastes delicious, and it saves on salt costs. If the jars were smaller and the price were halved, even more people would buy it."

Chen Qiao listened carefully, nodding occasionally.

"Did you recruit all those people?"

"A few were transferred from nearby merchants, but most were recruited. Their wages are ten silver coins a month."

"That's much higher than the wages of ordinary people in Wudu, but that's good; a gap creates motivation for comparison. What about the rope-walking performer?"

"Deacon Qin originally asked me to find some storytellers, but I hadn't found any. This family happened to be traveling by boat to Danyang, so I invited them."

"Good! If it were just storytelling, they might not have been used to it at first." "

I recruited twenty-three people, five of whom were transferred from the merchants' guild; they're all trustworthy."

"Very good. You can go and rest now."

Chen Qiao saluted and turned to leave. Yun Ruyao emerged from behind the curtain and gently massaged Cheng Zongyang's temples.

"I heard the market is quite lively."

"It will be even more lively tomorrow."

Yun Ruyao's cool fingertips gently massaged his forehead. "I looked at the details of the bill. Those goods were bought from Danyang, and the price was 20% lower than elsewhere."

"If the Guangyang Canal opens, goods from the south will be even cheaper."

"But it only cost a little over six hundred gold coins in total..."

Cheng Zongyang smiled, "You've already figured it out."

Cheng Zongyang understood what she meant. Low costs mean higher profits, but too low total costs mean that total profits won't be too high either. For example, even if a general store achieves a 100% profit, it still can't compare to a real estate development's 10% profit. The first batch of goods delivered were all inexpensive daily necessities. Although it looked lively, even if they were all sold, there wouldn't be much money to be made. It would be good enough to cover the employees' wages. However, Cheng Zongyang didn't intend to make money from these small shops. What he needed was a channel for the money to circulate.

Cheng Zongyang, holding Yun Ruyao's hand, said, "The people of Wudu don't have much money, so I need to help them earn money first, so they'll have money to spend. I'll repackage goods into smaller packages so they can afford them. Money flows from my hands to theirs, and then back to my hands. I'll spend even more money later so they can earn more."

Yun Ruyao said, "Those people won't spend all the money they earn; some money won't come back. The more you invest, the more money they'll have. Where will they earn more?"

"Money is just a means, not an end. Besides, it's not just money that has value. I pay money, they pay labor, and I get the fruits of their labor. Half a month ago, Qilifang was worthless, but now it's worth more than a thousand gold pieces. As long as there's no trouble, the land in the ward will steadily appreciate in value." Cheng Zongyang said, "These things can't be calculated in the books, and there's no need to. As the income level of the people in the city increases, their consumption level will also increase accordingly. Once they become a stable consumer group, the next step is to attract those powerful families. They own 70% of the land in Wudu." "Let their wealth circulate and exchange goods, then you won't have to worry about me losing money. How about that? My business acumen isn't bad, is it?"

Yun Ruyao leaned on his back and said softly, "My lord, this isn't just business acumen; it's governing a country too. I dare not imagine what Qilifang will look like in ten years."

Cheng Zongyang held her soft hand. "With Qilifang as it is now, I can finally have a heart-to-heart talk with my brothers-in-law, Sixth Brother and Third Brother."

He had spent so much effort in Wudu not to make money, but for Yun Ruyao and the Yun family.

Cheng Zongyang went to visit again full of confidence, but unsurprisingly, he was turned away again. He persisted and visited again and again. This time, the Yun family's attitude was completely different from the last time. Last time, the Yun family's refusal was somewhat to save face for the family. This time, Yun Cangfeng and Yun Xiufeng avoided him, and the entire Yun family was as cold as ice to him, their attitude so rigid that there was no room for negotiation.

Cheng Zongyang had initially thought that the die was cast, and that by lowering himself and giving the Yun family face, they wouldn't refuse. However, the Yun family's attitude shook his confidence.

That day, Cheng Zongyang returned from the Yun family disappointed again. Ao Run rode up hurriedly on horseback: "Chief Cheng! The Prefect wants you to come to the manor."

Prefect Ning Cheng was wreaking havoc in Wudu, leaving countless heads rolling. Young chivalrous men in the county fled at the mere mention of his name, and within ten days, the entire Wudu was eerily quiet. Ning Cheng, in every prefecture he had served, had destroyed countless families wherever he went. Although he suppressed local powerful clans, the people feared his cruelty, and the market always declined whenever he was in office.

This time, the opening of Qilifang brought an unexpected bright spot to Ning Cheng's ruthless methods. Now, Qilifang had become the best place for Wudu residents to relax. Although the shops were simple, they had a wide variety of goods, and everyone could afford them. Therefore, more and more people were coming; even if they didn't buy anything, it was good to broaden their horizons.

When the Cheng Clan Chamber of Commerce posted notices again, offering shops in the city at extremely low rents, several other shops either tentatively opened branches or moved entirely there. The participation of locals made Qilifang even more popular, achieving a rare prosperity under Ning Cheng's rule.

Ning Cheng didn't care about the prosperity of his territory as long as he had the court's approval, but since Qilifang brought him half the profits, the situation was different. Cheng Zongyang discovered that Ning Cheng, this cruel official, not only treated the people like a wolf treating sheep, with ruthless methods, but he was also ruthless in making money, accepting bribes from powerful families without hesitation, even going so far as to demand them.

Sometimes Cheng Zongyang wondered if he had handed the Cheng Clan Chamber of Commerce over to the wolves. Fortunately, Ning Cheng was only the governor of Wudu County; his reach couldn't extend beyond the Han Kingdom. Moreover, Ning Cheng was merely an unscrupulous and cruel official, not a heartless killer; even when killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, he would wait until the goose was fattened up before slaughtering it.

In fact, Ning Cheng held a rather favorable impression of Cheng Zongyang, this merchant from out of town. Cheng Zongyang, a commoner, frequently visited the prefect's residence, receiving treatment no less than that of the city's powerful figures. While those powerful figures trembled in fear of the newly appointed prefect, Cheng Zongyang could converse and laugh with Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng sometimes didn't hide his solicitation or acceptance of bribes from Cheng Zongyang; this stemmed partly from Ning Cheng's deep trust in him, and partly from Ning Cheng's belief that this out-of-town merchant posed any threat.

Cheng Zongyang rushed into the city gate and saw a convict dressed in ochre robes being escorted by soldiers, carrying baskets of stones to the city wall. His hair had been shaved clean, leaving him bald, an iron ring around his neck, and characters tattooed on his face. He looked dazed, as if he had lost his soul, being driven away by the soldiers. If Cheng Zongyang hadn't seen him before, he would never have recognized this as the former Third Master of the Pi family, whose every stomp of his foot could shake the entire city.

Ning Cheng cut to the chase: "Send men into the mountains to begin mining. Soon there will be an imperial edict. The copper mines of Shouyang Mountain will be operated by merchants recruited by the government, who will collect taxes." Cheng

Zongyang knew that local officials in the Han Kingdom wielded immense power, but he hadn't expected it to be this great. A single sentence from him, and the copper mine was given to him? What about bidding? What about public announcement? Shouldn't the government at least have two people discuss it symbolically? Even without these, how would taxes be collected? How would the artisans be managed? Was it all just a matter of his word?

Cheng Zongyang had already inquired about the copper mine at Shouyang Mountain. It turned out that during the previous prefect's tenure, someone had found malachite in the mountain. The then-prefect ordered people to survey the area, where they located the vein, and the extracted ore was of extremely high quality. It was estimated that Shouyang Mountain could mine nearly 100,000 jin of ore annually, yielding 30,000 jin of copper, enough to cast over 60,000 guan of copper coins; after deducting mining and smelting costs, the profit would exceed 20,000 guan. However, the vein extended into the fiefdom of the Pi family, so the Pi family believed the copper mine should belong to them and forbade government involvement.

Ning Cheng had ruthlessly killed the heir of the Marquis of Pingting and branded Pi Shou as a criminal, striking fear into the hearts of the powerful families of Wudu. However, the Pi family, being a marquis, would certainly seek revenge for such a significant loss.

Ning Cheng, seemingly oblivious to the imminent threat, calmly handled his duties. Those who deserved to be killed were killed, those who deserved to be imprisoned were imprisoned, without any mercy, seemingly without any fear of punishment from the court. Cheng Zongyang wondered where his confidence came from.

Cheng Zongyang hesitated for a moment, "Marquis of Pingting..."

"I have already written a memorial about the Pi family's evil deeds and submitted it to the palace. According to custom, the palace will write a decree and send the Attendant-in-Ordinary to the Marquis of Pingting's residence, ordering him to go to the Imperial Prison for questioning. If the Marquis of Pingting understands, he should commit suicide by sword at this time." Ning Cheng snorted coldly, "I hope he doesn't commit suicide."

Cheng Zongyang didn't understand what custom the Han Kingdom had, but Ning Cheng spoke so confidently that he had nothing to worry about. After all, even if the sky fell, it would crush Ning Cheng first.

After leaving the Prefect's residence, Cheng Zongyang went directly to Qilifang. His treacherous brother was indeed reliable in his work. While Chen Qiao was on his way, Qin Huizhi also mobilized several merchants to deliver goods to Wudu, and now two more batches of goods had arrived. The goods were carefully arranged, in small quantities, and could be transported by three to five people, who remained in Wudu. The goods were mainly daily necessities; various luxury goods from Lin'an and Qingzhou were not included in the list. Currently, the shops in Qilifang were still at the standard of general stores, so transporting luxury goods would have resulted in a devaluation of their value.

The neighborhood was bustling with activity. Besides the row of shops along the wall, several courtyards were separated by wooden planks and earthen walls. Yesterday, Qilifang's first inn opened for business. Although it was a thatched hut with a wooden door and a large dormitory, it provided a place for people from surrounding towns and villages to stay if they missed their appointed time and couldn't leave the city due to the curfew. Fortunately, it was the height of summer, so accommodation requirements weren't high; as long as it provided shelter from the wind and rain, it would suffice. According to Cheng Zongyang, when Fu'an recruited merchants from the city to set up shop there, they also casually hired a few homeless women left after clearing out displaced people, creating a small brothel. Now, Qilifang could be described as small but complete. The ward only had about fifty people managing it, yet it received over five thousand guests daily. Fortunately, thanks to Ning Cheng's iron-fisted governance, the city's security was exceptionally good; those who were previously unruly were now hanging outside the city walls.

The bustle of Qili Ward was concentrated in its eastern corner, with as much as eighty percent of the land remaining vacant. Earning money from the city's wealthy couldn't rely on these thatched huts, but Cheng Zongyang didn't intend to invest heavily in building grand halls and pavilions. In his plan, Qili Ward should develop through its own profits, not become another financial black hole. Therefore, the ward was divided by an earthen wall, with the remaining land being developed piecemeal and opened gradually, improving its quality over time.

Although the scene Cheng Zongyang witnessed was lively, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. While many guests came and went, they were mostly ordinary citizens; the wealthy hadn't shown any interest, and even their servants were nowhere to be seen. Cheng Zongyang shook his head inwardly. He didn't know if those powerful families were too closed off or wary of outsiders, but they hadn't spent a single penny in Qilifang yet.

Actually, Cheng Zongyang was wrong. The top members of those powerful families numbered only a few hundred. The rest of the collateral branches and servants were eager to come to the ward to watch the excitement, but the lesson of the Pi family was still fresh in their minds. Those powerful families strictly controlled their families, fearing that Prefect Ning would find a pretext to destroy their families.

In the large open space separated by earthen walls, there were several newly built courtyards. There were more than fifty people in the ward now, and the number would continue to increase in the future. Cheng Zongyang had already designated an area as the future headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce. He built a few simple houses and moved in. After all, it was all within the ward, which made things more convenient.

Entering the inner ward, he saw a caravan of carriages parked in front of the newly built courtyard. Feng Yuan was leading people to move goods. The Blue-Faced Beast was incredibly strong. He carried a mountain of goods and ran around like the wind. It seemed he would have to slaughter a sheep to reward him.

Cheng Zongyang looked around. "Where's that kid with high IQ?"

"Master Ha took him to chop firewood."

Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but chuckle. He had dumped the heavy work of digging ditches and building houses onto Gao Zhishang, but no matter how busy the kid was, the amount of firewood that Ha Michi set for him every day was never missed.

Only then did Cheng Zongyang ask, "Where did this batch of goods come from?"

Feng Yuan replied, "Lin'an."

"What's Qin Huizhi thinking? He actually did something as wasteful as transporting goods from Lin'an?" As Cheng Zongyang spoke, he entered the courtyard, only to see a girl in an apricot-red dress standing by the door. She curtsied slightly, wanting to laugh, but her eyes reddened first. "Young Master..."

"Yan'er, what brings you here? Ha! No wonder Old Qin brought goods from Lin'an, it turns out it was on the way! Don't cry, don't cry! I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

Yan'er wiped away her tears and said shyly, "This servant doesn't know why, I just want to cry..."

Cheng Zongyang teased, "I think you don't miss me, you miss your Mother Zi, don't you?"

Yan'er whispered, "I miss both."

Cheng Zongyang laughed heartily, put his arm around Yan'er's soft shoulder, and led her into the house. His house wasn't much different from others', it was all hastily built, and he didn't need to live here anyway, it was just to avoid attracting attention, after all, the egg house shouldn't be seen by just anyone.

Seeing that the egg house door was closed, Cheng Zongyang was a little puzzled, "What is your Mother Zi doing?" he said, pulling open the sealed door.

A burst of laughter and chatter emanated from the perfectly soundproofed egg-shaped house. The flamboyant scene startled Cheng Zongyang. Although the egg-shaped house was not small, after living there for so long, Cheng Zongyang had become accustomed to only having Xiao Zi and Yun Ruyao inside. Now, however, the room was filled with a fragrant breeze and a multitude of beautiful figures. Xiao Zi and Yun Ruyao sat on chairs in the middle, with Xue Xue lying at their feet. Standing beside them were three alluring women, dressed in black leather, their snow-white thighs and waists exposed, exuding a fiery charm. Although their faces were hidden behind masks, the high heels they wore were the style reserved for his female slaves. Needless to say, these were the three servants who had originally stayed in Lin'an with Yan'er: Jing Li, Poppy Girl, and Snake Lady.

A beautiful young woman knelt on the round table in front of Xiao Zi. She was bowing, her crimson skirt lifted to her waist, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her long, curved eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing a gentle yet alluring shyness. Only those who knew her well knew how dangerous she was beneath her delicate exterior.

"What brings you here, beautiful Ning?"

Xiao Zi smiled. "I missed you."

Yun Ruyao gracefully rose, blushing, and said, "My lord."

Cheng Zongyang walked over and saw that Ruan Xiangning was completely naked from the waist down, her snow-white buttocks and two smooth, jade-like legs exposed. Her hands were wrapped around her buttocks, spreading her white flesh wide, revealing her tender vulva and soft anus.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Zi laughed, "Sister Yao wanted to let you use her back too, but she didn't know how. She'd never done it before, so she couldn't help her. Luckily, these maids came, and Sister Yao asked them how they did it with you."

"Do you even need to ask? Just try it and you'll know!"

Xiao Zi hugged Yun Ruyao's waist and laughed, "That won't do. Sister Yao is weak; how can she be like them? Alright, go and get intimate with Yan'er. Sister Yao and I still need to ask them."

Cheng Zongyang picked Yan'er up in his arms. "Yan'er, let's go!"

Yan'er hugged the doll, burying her face in her owner's chest, overcome with shyness.

After a long separation, Yan'er showed the same pain she felt when she first lost her virginity beneath him. Cheng Zongyang's movements became increasingly gentle, first shallow, then deeper, gradually entering the girl's tender honeyed cavity. Yan'er's eyes were filled with tears, but she bit her lip, obediently welcoming his thrusts.

Although Yan'er's appearance wasn't as striking as that of the brat, she was still a lovely young woman. Her gentle, lamb-like demeanor was especially endearing, making one want to hold her close and cherish her.

The girl's delicate, tender body fueled Cheng Zongyang's passion. Yan'er's white feet rested on his shoulders, and with each thrust, her round breasts trembled slightly, as if she wished to stay with him forever.

After a long while, Cheng Zongyang's body sank, his thick, hard penis plunging deep into Yan'er's slippery, honeyed depths, ejaculating violently inside her.

Cheng Zongyang held Yan'er in his arms. "How are you doing in Lin'an?"

Yan'er's face showed a shy pain as she wiped his lower body clean with a silk handkerchief, softly replying, "I'm fine."

"What about the others?"

"They're all fine! Steward Qin is very busy, only coming occasionally, saying a few words before leaving, but he always seems a little worried."

Before leaving, Cheng Zongyang instructed Qin Huizhi to check on Jingli and the others periodically to see if they were making any unusual moves. Yan'er was like a little white rabbit with three poisonous snakes when she was with those women; even with the baby, it wouldn't be good if she were bitten in return.

"Fourth Brother Qi sent someone over once, bringing some food and supplies. And Sister Cuiyan just gave birth to a son last month." "She

already gave birth?" Cheng Zongyang was surprised, delighted, and regretful. He had said he wanted to attend Wu Dadao's son's one-month celebration, but now they were scattered all over the country, making it difficult to even see him. Cheng Zongyang said with annoyance, "I didn't make it in time... No, I have to send Wu Dadao and Sister Liu a generous gift."

"This servant has already delivered it for the young master: a pair of golden unicorns, a longevity lock, and a little bracelet and anklet for the baby."

"I also have gifts for them at the Taiquan Ancient Array. I wonder if the young marquis will be able to deliver them in time?"

A few days ago, Lin Qingpu sent news that Xiao Yaoyi and the others had learned of each other's safety and had left Canglan to return to Jiankang. Wu Erlang, on the other hand, was carrying a "love letter" and taking Bai Xian'er to the Southern Wilderness. Cheng Zongyang didn't know what Wu Erlang was thinking, actually taking his mistress to propose marriage. He could only say that the second master's brain was different from others. However, he wasn't much better. He could turn a marriage proposal into an enmity, so he really had no right to criticize others.

The people sent from Yiling had already met with Mo Rulin and the others, and at the same time picked up Xu Junfang, who would soon be sent to Lin'an.

The only bad news was that Eunuch Qin had also returned alive and was specially ordered by the Song emperor to enter the palace. It is said that the Song emperor praised him highly, then sent him to the Vanguard Camp to continue serving the country in a desolate place.

Cheng Zongyang put these matters aside. Speaking of gifts, he remembered something, took a box from his backpack by the bed, and said to Yan'er in a seductive tone, like "Uncle will show you goldfish," "Look what this is!"

Yan'er exclaimed, "What a beautiful doll! Oh my, she can even blink..."

Cheng Zongyang laughed, "She can even dance."

Yan'er hugged the doll tightly, touching her little nose and little feet. Suddenly, she lifted her face and quickly kissed Cheng Zongyang's lips.

Cheng Zongyang pointed to the other corner of his lips, "This side too."

Yan'er shyly raised her face, then was kissed fiercely by Cheng Zongyang. Suddenly, laughter came from outside. It was Ruan Xiangning being spread apart by a servant, and another servant inserting his finger into her tender anus, simulating anal sex.

Yun Ruyao asked curiously, "Is this how you do it, my lord?"

Ruan Xiangning replied shyly, "My first time was at the waterside pavilion. That day, you were in high spirits and made me lie by the railing so you could deflower me from behind."

Yun Ruyao covered her mouth with her sleeve and chuckled, "How filthy..."

"I was ignorant the first time, so afterwards, every time I used the chamber pot, I would use warm water to give myself an enema, clean my anus, remove any abnormalities, and then apply ghee and perfume, so that you could use me as you pleased when you were in high spirits."

Yan'er suddenly laughed, and Cheng Zongyang asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I was thinking of Ningnu's sister," Yan'er whispered with a smile. "That Madam Liang always acted arrogantly towards Lady Ruan. Later, Lady Ruan somehow obtained a kind of pill, and Madam Liang felt like she had lost her soul if she didn't take it every day, so she could only try to please Lady Ruan every day. Although Miss Zi is not here, the two of them come to the garden to pay their respects every day. I only found out the other day from what they were talking about that Lady Ruan actually sent Madam Liang to be her husband's mistress."

Cheng Zongyang didn't know whether to be angry or amused. Ruan Xianglin actually did such a thing. Even if it was to get revenge on Huang Yinglian, it was a case of killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of her own. On the other hand, Ruan Xianglin did this not without the intention of compensating her husband.

"Where is Shishi?"

"Miss Shishi left a letter saying that she was going out to travel. Mr. Qin has already sent someone to look for her."

Cheng Zongyang was stunned for a moment. He was now certain that Shishi had accidentally become the test subject of the dead girl's soul-summoning spell. The dead girl might just be playing a prank, but a woman with such a strong sense of self-respect as Li Shishi would definitely not accept such a joke. However, the soul-summoning technique only amplifies the desires in people's hearts. What choice Li Shishi will ultimately make, perhaps only she herself knows.

Cheng Zongyang asked, "Are you tired?"

Yan'er shook her head and said, "No." "

Then I'll take you for a walk in the neighborhood." Cheng Zongyang raised his voice, "You brat, stop playing around! Get dressed, everyone, let's go together."

Outside, the lanterns were already lit, and ordinary shops had closed for the daytime, but the shops in the neighborhood were still open as usual, their oil lamps lit. Although there were slightly fewer customers in the neighborhood than during the day, it was still bustling with activity for this era.

Yan'er asked, "Isn't there a curfew?" "

The curfew only prohibits travel on the roads; it doesn't apply to the wards. Some of the guests here are neighbors from the next street; they can leave after the night watch begins. Some are from out of town and can't make it back tonight, so they stay in the wards. Others are passing merchants who have stopped here because there's food and lodging available at cheap prices."

Yun Ruyao was already used to living a secluded life. Although she lived in the wards, this was her first time venturing out. She stopped and looked curiously at the silk flowers on the counter next to her. In the Yun family, her food, clothing, and daily necessities were all top-notch. With the Yun family's wealth, her room was always filled with fresh flowers all year round; why would she need silk flowers? These inexpensive little commodities were something she had never seen before.

Cheng Zongyang pointed, "How much is one of these?"

"Twenty-five copper coins per stem."

Cheng Zongyang took out a silver coin and bought a few stems. Yun Ruyao and Yan'er looked delighted and each put one in their hair. Xiao Zi, however, gave her own stem to Xuexue in her arms. The three servants usually stayed in the shadows and never showed themselves, but Ruan Xiangning got one.

The shopkeeper, recognizing his employer, declined to accept the silver coin, but Cheng Zongyang insisted, "If I take it for free, it might seem like I'm getting a bargain, but this silver coin is still just one in my hands. When you get this coin, your accounts will have one more. The merchant guild will then use it to buy goods from the city's residents, and those residents will also have one more. When they spend it in the market, it goes back to the merchant guild; and when you receive your salary at the end of the year, this silver coin will be in your hands, meaning you'll have another one. In my hands, this silver coin is only worth one, but in circulation, it's equivalent to four silver coins."

The shopkeeper readily agreed and carefully accepted the silver coin.

After Cheng Zongyang had walked a distance, a servant beside him asked, "What did the master say?"

The servant replied blankly, "I don't understand either. How did one silver coin become four?"

The servant clicked his tongue. "No wonder the master can make so much money."

As the evening drum sounded, a fast horse galloped into the ward. Ao Run, who had been waiting at the prefect's mansion to gather information, found Cheng Zongyang: "Boss Cheng, the Marquis of Pingting has been imprisoned!"

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