——Mi Fang’s mentality has collapsed!

He worked hard every day, took into account the family's business, and took charge of the duties of the prefect of Jiangling. He played two roles alone, and performed the good show of "collusion between officials and businessmen" by himself.

But even so.

His Mi family doesn’t have 450,000 gold, and his mentality has broken down!

Of course, Mi Fang didn't know that Guan Lin was behind the "arms", and he didn't know that Guan Lin made more money by selling one piece of goods in Changsha County.

"Xian...如歌君如歌君如歌...When did you...you...you...you aren't you scaring me?"

Mi Fang hopes that Guan Lin is trying to scare him.

But in fact, Guan Lin really has it.

In Changsha, Shi Huolong and You Tanzhi earned 450,000 gold, and the news came back.

In order to transport the gold, more than 200 disciples of the Beggars' Sect were dispatched, and more than 300 officers and soldiers were sent by Changsha County, who were personally escorted by Liu Pan.

Liu Pan received the order from Guan Yu to die.

The 450,000 gold was not taken for a penny, and even the batch of weapons "seized" in the Guanshan Stone Cave was sent to Jiangling and directly handed over to the thief Cao Guan Lin, Guan Lin, who was not allowed to move.

"Cough cough..." Guan Lin coughed lightly and said loudly: "Who doesn't know the whole Jiangling City? Guan Lin, the king of Jiumu in Jingzhou, never lie. I said there is 450,000 gold, which is more or less. If Uncle Zifang doesn't believe it, I can't do anything."

Guan Lin spread his hands.

Make a look that doesn't matter.

Now his father Guan Yu is anxious to build a city. In the entire Jingzhou, Guan Lin is the only one who has the financial resources to take out the money.

In this city, the father either doesn’t build it. If he wants to build it, Guan Lin must be the “Party A’s father”!

As the saying goes, money can make the devil push the mill. Even if you have money, you can still be a fake father.

"Then you, nephew..." Mi Fang looked at Guan Lin without looking like he was joking. He looked at Guan Lin suspiciously and slowly opened his mouth: "You... are you so willing to use money to build a city?"

It was a completely vigilant tone.

Guan Lin was not happy to blurt out this.

With a "bang", he slapped the table, "Don't Uncle Zifang think that I, Guan Lin, are a noble person?"

Guan Lin said seriously: "Building a city is to resist the Eastern Wu, to share the worries for my father, and to my uncle's great cause of promoting the Han Dynasty. What is the mere 450,000 gold? I just let Guan Lin sacrifice his life and shed blood, and I will do whatever I want!"

Guan Lin still wants to speak.

Zhang Xingcai, who was kneeling beside him, pulled his sleeve.

He looked at him with complicated eyes, as if he was talking.

——『It's almost done!』

——"You are still sharing your worries for your father? I can't guarantee that you are not here, but my uncle will live a few more years because he is in a good mood."

Mi Fang was also surprised.

He muttered in his heart.

——『This kid is full of bad water, so he must be thinking about something. When talking to him, he cannot play with the vagina, and he is prone to capsizing in the gutter. He must be completely clear!』

hehe…

Immediately, Mi Fang smiled and said, "My nephew, don't keep it a secret. Just say, what are your conditions?"

Mi Fang has learned to be smart.

The so-called learning from one mistake brings wisdom.

Guan Lin put away the cloak on his shoulders and said aloud: "I want the land, Jiangling City, and the new city of Changsha City has been built. I want 70% of the land. Among these 70% of the land, all the houses, shops, and business...even a tree or a grass belongs to me, Guan Lin."

this…

Mi Fang's eyes rolled and asked back:

"That's all?"

Mi Fang didn't think the conditions were simple, but thought... If it were Guan Lin, it wouldn't be that simple.

Sure enough, Guan Lin did not forget to add. "That's all I want, but this matter is empty. Besides... I can't believe my father. I must sign a contract, put the seal of the prefect of my son Fang Shu Jiangling, put the three seals of my father Xiangyang Prefect, the Marquis of Hanshouting, and the General of the Conqueror, and won't be able to lose one less!"

"Then I have to post a notice for all the people in Jingzhou to see it, and copy three copies, and send it to my uncle, Zhuge Military Advisor, and my third uncle, so that they can also testify!"

Guan Lin was thinking about...

Considering that my father was shameless this morning, he detained all the weapons of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

——『I don’t give me a thousand sets, but I still yell at me?

Therefore, Guan Lin must sign a contract this time to inform the world so that his father would not be shameless and he would be denied the debt again!

Speaking of which, Guan Lin didn't know what a tortuous morning Guan Yu had experienced.

He was still angry with Guan Yu.

As for the so-called "needing a house and land" mentioned by Guan Lin, it is all real things.

As for who must supervise the worker during the process? Who must build it?

These... Guan Lin doesn't ask.

It is about resisting the Eastern Wu.

Neither Dad nor Mi Fang cut corners.

This time, Guan Lin was sure of the city building, and no one could escape.

really…

When Guan Lin's conditions were thrown out, Mi Fang fell into deep thought with her chin in her arms.

He was thinking about what if 70% of the land belonged to Guanlin after the new city was built?

Considering the garrison on the city tower, the towers, the arsenals for storing weapons, military supplies, the military camps for soldiers to rest, and the training camps, that is, except for the only military facilities, all living and commercial land belong to Guan Lin.

this…

Mi Fang smacked his lips. He was a businessman. His eyes were extremely sharp. He could smell the business opportunities in it all at once.

These houses can be sold, these shops can be rented, these workshops... Just think about it, making money is simply too simple!

This is a one-time and forever... no, it is a transaction that is passed down from generation to generation!

In other words, as long as Jiangling is still a "Han", this new city can last a lifetime.

——『Is such a good thing cheaper, Guan Lin?

——『Can you do whatever you want if you have money?

Mi Fang felt less and less uncomfortable when he thought about it. He found that watching Guan Lin make money was even more uncomfortable than he owed.

——"It turns out that I, Mi Fang, worked hard for a long time, and the final benefit was all the benefits that he, Guan Lin, had taken over. When did the Mi family do such a loss-making business? Isn't that possible?"

It is obvious that Mi Fang's mentality has changed.

His expression seemed very resistant.

Of course, all this cannot escape Guan Lin's eyes.

Guan Lin was polite and looked smiling, "Uncle Fang, don't make a decision in panic. Why not listen to a whisper in my nephew?"

——『Wrinkle?』

Mi Fang was so energetic that he did not dare to be careless in the slightest face of Guan Lin.

Guan Lin signaled and asked him to bring his ears over.

Mi Fang was cautious in her heart, raised her ears and leaned over her head.

Zhang Xingcai was also curious and turned his ears over.

Unexpectedly, Guan Lin was prepared, and gently pressed her head with one hand, and his tone was serious, "Sister Xingcai, are I talking about serious things with Uncle Fang? Don't make trouble..."

Now Zhang Xingcai pouted and had no choice but to move her head back.

She still wanted to hear it, but... Guan Lin's subtle voice came out, and there was a lot of "jiligulu" and she couldn't hear anything clearly. She could only see Mi Fang's expressions being cold and hot, and her palms were spreading and she clasped them tightly.

And as Guan Lin spoke the last sentence.

Mi Fang seemed to have become very excited all of a sudden, "This matter is just something you can ask for. You are the virtuous nephew to ask for the money for building a city! I am the prefect!"

Guan Lin blinked suspiciously, "Although Uncle Fang has settled, Uncle Fang also knows that my father is a elm head... where is his..."

Before Guan Lin could finish his words.

With a "bang", Mi Fang slapped the desk, "I am the prefect of Jiangling, I have the final say!"

"Uncle Fang..." Guan Lin frowned slightly between his eyebrows, but his voice was still gentle: "This is not a matter of being voluntary."

"This is a matter of being tempted!" Mi Fang straightened his back and took the airs of the prefect. He said loudly: "Your father doesn't think about it. How can you do such a good thing? He wants to raise grain in the northern expedition, and build a new city to use grain? How can there be so much food? Even if I change, I, Mi Fang, can't change the surplus food!"

Guan Lin seemed to be fanning the flames, "What if my father doesn't agree?"

"Don't agree?" Mi Fang patted her chest, "Don't worry, nephew, he has to agree, and if he doesn't agree, he has to agree. If he doesn't agree, he has to agree. This matter is for me, unless... unless he doesn't build this new city! Otherwise, this matter will be settled! Seventy-fourth parts of Jiangling and Changsha New City belong to you!"
To be continued...