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The palace door opened, and Jiang Li and others led Fu Bao into the hall.

As for Yu Wenyan, the three brothers naturally would not let him lead their beloved child, and could only follow them like a little grown-up.

Yu Wenyan curled his lips and didn't care.

Just look at my father on the throne.

Yu Wenjing seemed to have sobered up from the wine. He stared at Yu Wenyan with a pair of narrow and cold eyes, and then glanced at Fubao and the others. His posture was lazy and not angry: "Why, you have already considered everything and tell me everything."

understand?"

He showed a cold smile, but his face was full of calculations.

Fu Bao ignored him and sat on the cushion before letting out a soft snort.

But he didn't appear to speak at all.

The three Jiang family members can also be silent without talking.

Yu Wenyan also showed some doubts and had no idea what Fubao was thinking.

"I've eaten, slept, and seen people. Tell me, Jiang Zhao, what else do you want? I hope you can be worthy of me, skipping a nap and coming to see you."

Yu Wenjing's face was cold, but his tone softened.

In his heart, he secretly scolded this little girl for being able to sit still better than him.

How can he sit still? He has no wife!

Only then did Fubao say with satisfaction: "King Southwest, in my eyes, Yu Wenyan is my good friend, and it is understandable for me to do anything for him..."

The corners of Yu Wenyan's mouth turned up, but Yu Wenjing became wary.

Sure enough, he heard Fubao say: "But... I don't like you very much. You always bully me, so why should I find the princess for you for free?"

Yu Wenjing directly threw the cup in front of him: "Okay, I treat you well. You, the Jiang family, are so trustworthy. If you want to regret it, you can. Let me see if you can go out through this door today or out here.

southwest."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crash, and several guards with knives rushed in, preparing to surround Fubao and the other three.

"If you dare to hurt her even a hair, be prepared to die." Jiang Yuan raised his hand, the black needles on his fingertips were cold, and they looked very poisonous.

Yu Wenyan didn't expect Fu Bao's words. Just looking at her calm look, he knew she had another plan.

"Get off here!" He shouted coldly, his momentum was no worse than Yu Wenjing's.

"Who are you from?" Yu Wenjing was so furious that he threw a cup over, but Yu Wenyan deftly dodged it.

"If you let her go down, if you touch her, don't even think about me staying here." Yu Wenyan said coldly.

Yu Wenjing felt so cold that he almost cursed. Who could tell that he really wanted to take action?

But if Ling'er comes back and sees his son flying away, how can he explain it?

"Go on down." Yu Wenjing waved his hand impatiently.

The sound of clattering and clashing weapons faded away, and Fubao was still sitting on the soft cushion, motionless.

He has such courage at such a young age.

Yu Wenjing narrowed his eyes.

Regarding Guifeng, he had always underestimated the little girl herself.

At such an age, so calm, there is really no one but her.

Oh, and I’m such a damn bastard.

Yu Wenjing gave Yu Wenyan a look of hatred.

"Tell me, what terms are you going to negotiate with me for all this trouble?" Yu Wenjing calmed down, but he was really worried that one day he would be angered to death by his son, so he simply turned away and looked away.

Jiang Li and Fu Bao blinked.

"The Southwest King is smart, and I'm not a greedy person. I just want to do some business with you in the Southwest, and I hope the Southwest King can provide you with some help."

Yu Wenjing raised his eyebrows: "Business? I heard that you are a good businessman in Kyoto. It is because of you that your family business has grown day by day. What? Now Kyoto can no longer satisfy you, and the idea has been made.

Am I here?"

"Can you not speak so harshly?" Yu Wenyan said displeased.

"It's none of your business." Yu Wenjing simply stopped pretending. Anyway, his dignity was completely lost.

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Fu Bao said quickly: "No, I want to make tea."

"Tea..." Yu Wenjing's expression became serious.

Immediately it became fierce.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you people from Kyoto would have your thoughts on me? Is it because the Beijing Revolution didn't let you suffer a loss? Do you want to taste the power of our Southwest Iron Cavalry?"

Yu Wenjing sneered.

Fubao shook his head: "You don't have to refuse the king of Southwest. This time I became the emperor's merchant, and I chose the tea myself. The sunshine in the Southwest is good, so the tea will grow well. This is your unique advantage, but if you don't take advantage of it,

, that becomes a disadvantage, and many tea merchants must be dissatisfied with the method of only bringing bulk goods to Beijing."

Fu Bao poured the tea in front of him and saw the green bamboo leaves inside: "Tea leaves are divided into different grades. Yu Wenyan gave us a taste of different types. Ordinary tea is for the common people. It is large in quantity but costly. There are only a few.

Tea can be tasted in a range of high, medium or low, and the higher one is naturally the most profitable. With the same process and the same manpower and material resources, only high-end tea can make money."

Yu Wenjing didn't expect that she could really explain why doing business was really not just a show.

Even if you are used to seeing Yu Wenyan young and old, you can't help but be shocked.

No wonder, I'm afraid she was the only one who could fall in the eyes of that bastard.

"So tea is the way I have to go now. It's safe and profitable, so why not do it. I believe the king of Southwest doesn't want to see his people's business slump." Seeing Yu Wenjing being frightened by Fubao, Jiang Li immediately

added.

"Humph, let me put it this way, if I don't agree to your promise, I, the Southwest King, will be incompetent for my job."

Yu Wenjing quickly calmed down and smiled disdainfully.

"You can say that." Yu Wenyan added in an angry tone.

"Yu Wenyan said it well." Fu Bao muttered softly.

Yu Wenjing was really upset when he saw these two people: "Tea is our southwest industry. If you want to do business with me, you can do business with me. Huangshang, just dream!"

Seeing how he couldn't refuse, Yu Wenyan stood up and said, "What's wrong? Fubao doesn't represent the emperor. You have such calculations in your own mind. Do you think others have so many calculations?"

"You know what the heck, I am the King of Southwest, whoever dares to do business with me, I think that little emperor is too brave, thinking that he has risen to power under my nose, so I will not care about him.

Noisy, he wants to be beautiful, he wants to covet our southwest, he is a little naive."

Fubao and the three brothers from the Jiang family covered their foreheads. These two people are really difficult to deal with...

"The King of Southwest doesn't believe in our sincerity, so why don't we find a compromise." Fubao deliberately turned up the volume.

The two stopped.

Yu Wenjing looked at her displeased: "Say."

"The King of Southwest just thinks that supplying tea is a sign of peace with Kyoto, and it is inappropriate to kiss the new emperor. Or he is worried that we will get mixed up in it. Everything about Southwest's deployment and everything is spread to Kyoto. It is better to do this..."

Fu Bao paused.

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