"What's wrong, Brother Yun?"

"I don't know what he's doing. He says he's burning paper, so don't worry about him."

Next door to Han Dongwen's room, an inner disciple wearing a white robe from the Hanying Sect closed the door, waved his hand, and sat back at the table.

There was a small box on the table in front of him, and around the table was a group of shabby-looking gangsters who were looking at the man called Brother Yun flatteringly.

If Han Dongwen were here, he would be a little surprised - the leader of those gangsters was the man he had seen for a hundred days, a man named Hammer who had just been released from the Justice Department Prison.

"Okay, okay, then we will accept these things from Brother Yun first."

Bangtou licked his lips and looked up into the box. Inside were many jade articles, flower seed boxes and other small ornaments, most of which were the ornaments usually found in the Hanying Sect.

Even though Han Dongwen rejected him in the dungeon and was beaten, and watched helplessly as Han Dongwen was forcibly taken away by a middle-aged man with a mustache, Hammer immediately helped him out of the cell and hooked up with him.

Brother Yun’s line.

Facts have proved that his sudden idea was indeed correct, and the other party was easily understood by him, unlike the elm-headed man in the dungeon.

Brother Yun glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "You guys better be honest with me. I've inquired about the market price and I know exactly how much it can sell for. Don't give me any wrong ideas!"

"Oh, my brother Yun."

Hammer showed a bitter face: "How can this be compared with the market price? Brothers are really short of money so they have the courage to sell Han Yingzong's things. If they are taken to the market and people recognize them, the risk can be compared with buying in a store."

Are they the same thing?"

Brother Na Yun obviously did not have the experience of a social veteran like Hammer. He was stunned for a moment and said with a green face: "Sell first, speed is important! Remember, if I am leaked..."

"It will never be revealed that it is yours, don't worry, Brother Yun!"

Hammer immediately patted his chest in assurance, and then said: "We have already negotiated the money for brothers' running errands. According to the old rules on the road, I will give you the lowest price for the goods first, and the excess sold will be replenished to Brother Yun next time."

Naturally, this inner disciple couldn't let a social idler like Bangtou take away his things for nothing, so the two parties agreed on a minimum payment, with Bangtou paying the amount first, and the part that was taken out for the transaction would be paid in half.

If there is any plan to deceive people on the Hammer side, they will not cooperate next time.

However, there are thousands of ways to cheat and deceive people in this society. How much can an inner disciple predict?

"Brother Yun, if you're worried, why don't we go together?"

Someone was encouraging, with a lewd smile on his face: "Yes, Brother Yun, hey, let me tell you, there are many people coming from Haoshan League in the past two days, and all the girls from Yuhualou in the city have gone to work, look.

Let’s take a look?”

"Yuhua..."

There was a hint of fascination in Brother Yun's eyes.

Although Yang Kai did not give them access control on weekdays, nor did he have any Qingxin sect rules, Hanying Sect's tribute had to be paid. He himself had never been very well-off, and he really didn't have any surplus to spend on debauchery.

At the moment, no one knows what the Han Yingzong will be like in the future. It is probably over. To get such a sum of money back...

Brother Yun's eyes flashed, he slapped the table and stood up.

"lead the way!"

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The next morning.

Han Dongwen had already finished his breakfast and left for Taishu Pavilion. Yesterday when he and Zhong Lilin were discussing the Yihong Tower, they were concerned that Unit 1 had not been discussed in too much detail. They had already agreed to discuss it in detail today.

His first idea was to cede the management rights of Yihong Building to attract private businessmen to contribute money to operate it. The country only had to follow the Chigu way to make a living.

To this end, he had to figure out how to take the first step in giving away profits, so that the brothel owners among the people would be willing to take over the Yihong Building, which seemed to be making a profit at a loss.

When building Yihong Building, An Haijin had already calculated that it could support daily expenses, but people always have to pay for it from these bosses.

In Taishu Pavilion, three people sat quietly around the table.

"Your Highness, the minister and Master Wen were thinking hard about this matter yesterday, but they were always worried about hurting the interests of private merchants. They were afraid of damaging the holy name of Your Highness, so they had to consider every word."

There were two brochures on the table. Zhong Lilin lowered his head and presented one of them. Han Dongwen took it and read it carefully.

The words are very elegantly written, but the main purpose of this letter is still a bit stiff to lease the Yihong Building site to private businesses, with some false and empty reasons, as if this is a building built by the emperor.

If all the people look up to it, someone will definitely go there. It is a divine grace to lend this building to the people and businessmen. It belongs to him, Han Dongwen, who gave the people and businessmen a chance to make a fortune.

But the building built by you, Han Dongwen, is not Han Dongwen himself. Who would really go there every day?

After Han Dongwen finished reading, he shook his head without concealment: "Such words cannot be trusted by the people... Is there no way to get these people to accept Yihonglou?"

Zhong Lilin had already expected such a result, nodded in agreement, and sat back down.

"Your Highness."

Wen Yongxing, who was sitting aside, suddenly spoke: "Your Highness, can I allow this old minister to ask a question?"

"Please tell me." Han Dongwen quickly lowered his head and replied.

"The day when Your Highness went to court is still fresh in my mind, and I saw it with approval. However, I still noticed something unusual that day and boldly asked Your Highness to clarify my doubts."

Wen Yongxing spoke humbly: "That day, Your Highness was sitting upright in the hall with a rather solemn appearance. What was your intention?"

"intention?"

Not understanding why Wen Yongxing suddenly asked this irrelevant question, Han Dongwen replied doubtfully: "There is no intention, I just want to sit more upright, observe the emperor's etiquette, and be more like an emperor."

After listening to his words, Wen Yongxing nodded: "This veteran is deeply moved by His Highness's consideration."

He paused, then changed the subject: "However, your Highness was very comfortable sitting in the hall that day?"

Comfortable?

Han Dongwen briefly recalled it, only remembering that the dragon chair was made of hardwood, so it was certainly not comfortable.

He shook his head: "It's not comfortable."

Wen Yongxing showed a smile: "Exactly, His Highness made himself do inconvenient things in order to be more like an emperor. Although the intention is not wrong, it is not the way to be a king in the long run."

Han Dongwen was thinking about it, and Wen Yongxing looked at him, as if he was afraid that his understanding was not ordinary enough, and said:

"You are the emperor, not how the emperor should sit, but how you should sit."

"But how I sit is how the Emperor sits."

Han Dongwen suddenly understood and his eyes lit up.

"Exactly."

Wen Yongxing lowered his head respectfully and raised his hand to present the second envelope:

"Yesterday, Lieutenant Liu Cheng of the Chen Department of the National Finance Division visited Taishu Pavilion. This document contains the proposal of the National Finance Division. The old minister thinks that His Highness should consider it."
Chapter completed!