After Zhao Xiaole heard about it, he went to see him in person.
Since the murderer had been found, the people outside Fuhua Building had already withdrawn.
When Zhao Xiaole arrived, Manying was outside Fuhua Building, cursing and ordering the servants to help him move things.
His injury is almost healed.
Zhao Xiaolece immediately stepped forward and joked: "Manying, you have made a lot of benefits in the capital. You are just running for prime minister, but you actually receive so much from others?"
Man Ying noticed that he was coming a long time ago, turned around and sneered: "Isn't this the Marquis of Zhenguo? Did that gust of wind bring you here?"
Facing the ridicule, Zhao Xiaole was not angry, "I heard that you were leaving, and I was worried about your safety, so I came here to see you off."
"No." Manying quickly refused, "Just let my old man leave in peace. It's not safe to stay with you Chinese people."
Zhao Xiaole suppressed his smile: "Prince Qian has already left. You are not in any danger now, so why are you withdrawing from the campaign?"
"First, it's not that I want to quit, it's because someone asked me to quit. After taking so many things from them, I'm embarrassed not to leave!" Man Ying explained, "Furthermore, the Chinese people are too cunning, and I and You can’t afford it!”
"Who told you to quit?" Zhao Xiaole asked doubtfully.
Man Ying winked at him, and Zhao Xiaole looked inside the room and saw a wealthy middle-aged man walking out, followed by the extremely honest Wang Fugui.
"The king of the common people has met with the Marquis."
The middle-aged man was Wang Wanwan. After seeing Zhao Xiaole, he immediately bowed and saluted.
"No gift."
Zhao Xiaole asked calmly: "Wang Baiwan, you asked Manying to withdraw from the election? What a great honor?"
Wang Wanwan explained: "The Marquis has misunderstood. Mr. Manying has taken great care of Quanzi in recent times. The people have thanked him heavily for this. In addition, Mr. Manying was injured, so he decided to retreat."
Man Ying smiled and said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not taking care of your son, I just use him as a talisman. Who made your son so lucky?"
Wang Baiwan smiled apologetically and said, "Mr. Manying is quick to talk, I really admire him."
Manying let out a sigh, "You Chinese people are really unhappy when they talk. I admire you for that. I admire you so much!"
Seeing that Wang Wanwan was still trying to flatter him, Manying whipped his whip and said, "I'm leaving now. This trip to China will be a good one. See you later."
Zhao Xiaole smiled and said: "I hope we don't meet on the battlefield."
Man Ying cursed: "You damn eunuch, you are really unlucky. If I encounter you as a broom star on the battlefield, I will stay away early in the morning."
"Let's go!"
Man Ying got on the carriage, drank strong wine, and drove away with his whip raised.
"Master Hou, please come and sit inside." Wang Baiwan invited.
Zhao Xiaole knew that the other party still had something to say, so he nodded, got off his horse, and entered the house with Wang Wanwan.
Zhao Xiaole sat down on the main seat, "Wang Baiwan, how much money did you give Man Ying? Let him leave so willingly?"
Wang Wanwan explained with a smile: "I don't believe it, Lord Marquis. The common people did not give Man Ying a penny, but only gave some specialties from China. These things are rare among the barbarians. Therefore, although the things are common, they are also valuable." Not cheap.”
"In addition, the grassroots people also promised to connect a barbarian trade route and exchange goods with China."
"I see, no wonder you became Wang Wanwan!" Zhao Xiaole nodded.
Wang Wanwan's vision is really tricky.
Speak softly.
But the goods he gave to Manying were in the hundreds of thousands, at least, but Manying could afford just this one trip.
It's not as simple as just thanking the other person.
And once the trade route is opened, with Man Ying's relationship, Wang Wanwan's profit will be more than one million?
In this era, even Zhao Xiaole couldn't help but admire that a businessman had such vision.
Wang Wanwan was not impressed at all, but said sternly: "Master Hou is such a genius that he has formulated a national policy that will be utilitarian for a long time, such as land reform. Compared with this, what do the ordinary people's petty calculations mean?"
"You don't have to be modest. Land reform can enrich the poor and increase their purchasing power. It is also completely beneficial to businessmen like you. Once implemented, your current profits can more than increase tenfold."
Although Zhao Xiaole had no intention of hitting him, once he said these words, it was almost like a beating.
Wang Wanwan immediately fell to his knees and said, "The common people are ashamed. They have contributed nothing to the imperial court, but they are sitting on a million-dollar fortune. I hope the Lord can give the common people a chance to serve the country."
Zhao Xiaole held the tea bowl and said calmly: "Get up, just tell me if you have any requests."
Wang Wanwan definitely came prepared, so Zhao Xiaole had no choice but to go with the flow.
Sure enough, Wang Wanwan was overjoyed when he heard this, "The common people are bold and want to open up this trade route to the Southern Barbarians. I would like to ask the Marquis to speak kindly to the court."
Zhao Xiaole thought for a while and said, "There is nothing wrong with this matter, but it is the territory of the King of Southern Fujian. You should discuss it with him more."
Wang Wanwan replied: "The Marquis is unaware of something. The King of Southern Fujian is getting older. Now, in order to guard against the Southern Barbarians, he has no intention of opening up trade routes. We merchants have money but no power, so we can only seek help from the Marquis."
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At this point, Zhao Xiaole already understood, so he smiled and said: "Are you going to ask Wang Fugui to withdraw from the election?"
Wang Wanwan's thoughts were seen through, and he hurriedly lowered his head, "The Marquis clearly knows that I am not a prime minister. As long as I can get an official position in the south of the Yangtze River, the common people will be grateful."
Zhao Xiaole took a sip of tea and pondered for a while, "The court is not run by me, and I cannot do whatever I want. However, if Wang Fugui withdraws from the election now, he should be given an official and a half-term position. I will help you."
Wang Wanwan pounded his head on the ground, "The common people are grateful."
"Get up." Zhao Xiaole said calmly.
First, he persuaded Man Ying to quit, and then asked Wang Fugui to withdraw from the election at this time. Wang Wanwan had a far-reaching plan.
Not a single word was mentioned about Zhao Xiaole, but everything was related to his interests.
How could Zhao Xiaole not see it? The other party clearly wanted to help Qin Sining campaign!
Now, Qin Sining's only opponent is Lu Qingbai.
If Zhao Xiaole could no longer feel Wang Wanwan's good intentions, oh no, such good flattery, he could really kill him with a piece of tofu.
Therefore, he naturally had no reason to refuse Wang Wanwan's request.
When the time comes, just give Wang Fugui a job as Jiangnan Supervisor and let him be responsible for opening up the trade route to Nanman.
Wang Wanwan has put so much thought into supervising the construction and opening up the southern barbarian trade routes. He has spent so much money. I wonder when he will get his money back?
What is he planning?
In fact, it's very simple, just to flatter you.
After the land reform, Jingyang's commodity economy will also flourish. Wang Wanwan must grab Zhao Xiaole's thigh as soon as possible.
And this is just the first step of his plan.
Even Zhao Xiaole was secretly surprised when he heard such a far-reaching plan.
