Seventh Master, Madam didn't go back to the mansion today.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

The huge imperial palace and the majestic palace were like an ice cellar at this moment. Emperor Qizhen sat down on the main hall, looking at the book in front of him and crying bitterly.

When Concubine Zhen came to pay her respects, she heard the emperor throwing a teacup inside.After the emperor came to power, he specially ordered Concubine Zhen to enter and leave the imperial study, and accompany him to serve the pen and ink.

Hearing the emperor's cry, Concubine Zhen sent back the palace guards in the imperial study.

She walked gently to the emperor, stroked his back to comfort him: "Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?"

Qi Yuxiao raised his head slowly, tears had already soaked his eyes, and he showed the booklet to Concubine Zhen.

"Yu Tao submitted a note, saying that Prince Rong... died outside the Quanqiu Pass yesterday."

"Ah! How could Prince Rong..." Concubine Zhen trembled as she took the book, in disbelief.

Concubine Zhen knew deeply how much the emperor respected her biological father, so she could only hug him tightly and let him cry bitterly in her arms.

"It's all my fault... I've only been focusing on reforms these days, and ignored the battle at Quanqiuguan. I thought that as long as Prince Rong sent troops, I wouldn't have to worry about everything. Since childhood, he has been Protecting me like this, dealing with the relationship with the queen mother for me, taking care of everything, but now, he can no longer protect me..."

"I am an unfilial son, I am sorry for my biological father... I will posthumously designate him as Prince Rongxian, and bestow him with the temple name Emperor Benshengkao!" Emperor Qizhen slapped the table and stood up, immediately scribbling ink to draw up an order.

In the Wei Mansion in Zhuman City, Song Yitao is biting the tip of a pen in the study and looking at the tree outside the window, his mind is full of the foolishness of the third young master of the Wei family. Their problems have been a real headache these days.

Just as she was about to drink some water, the servant came to report in a hurry, and the family was in trouble again. Song Yitao walked over with a bitter face to see what was going on.

It turned out that the third young master was clamoring for money, but he had no money to spend.

"Mom! I want money! Give me 1000 taels quickly!"

"Oh Qilin, we really have no money! You think it's the same as before! Be good, don't go out to play, stay at home obediently."

"I don't care if I want money, I want money, mother!!"

If he refused to listen, Wei Qilin threw things, smashed things, and lost his temper.

Song Yitao saw this scene outside the door, and couldn't help but think of his virtues when he quarreled with his parents before. The last time he quarreled with his parents, he even smashed a newest tablet computer.Thinking about it now, I really regret the unreasonable troubles at that time.

"What are you doing?!" Song Yitao asked without moving his hands.

After Si Yiniang saw Song Yitao, she quickly pulled her over: "Oh, Jinluan! Please help me persuade this child!"

"Want money? No money to spend?" Song Yitao stood upright, condescendingly looking down at the third young master who was sitting on the ground playing hooliganism.

The third young master pouted and didn't look at her.

"My family, Jin Luan, has worked so hard for your affairs, and you are still making trouble at home, what a prodigal son!" Song Yunqing said.

"Who wants her to take care of it! I didn't ask her to help me!! That second son of the Jia family, I think he's not pleasing to the eye, so it's just right to die!" Wei Qilin's neck stiffened, and he responded like a fighting cock.

"Okay, you are awesome, then you can pay for your life yourself! I don't care!" Song Yitao was not used to it, and directly turned sideways to make way for him.

Wei Qilin was like a deflated ball in an instant, and shrank back: "Just... just give me 1000 taels, I will save some money this time."

Song Yitao walked up to him: "If you want money, you can earn it yourself. Anyway, the Wei family's affairs are almost settled now, so we can sign the contract."

"Mother, look at her!!" Wei Qilin pulled Wei Gou's clothes and pouted coquettishly.

Song Yitao looked at it but felt disgusted... A fat adult man with healthy limbs was sitting on the ground acting coquettishly with his mother, pretending to be weak.

"What are you looking at? Look at yourself! You have healthy limbs and a strong mind, but you can't carry your shoulders or hands. You know you're losing money all day long. You're a fighter among scumbags, a VIP among scumbags!"

"You! You say who can't carry it on your shoulders, who is a scum!! Me!!"

Wei Qilin stood up angrily, and was about to rush over to hit her, but Song Yitao easily dodged him, dodged past him lightly, and then grabbed his throat from his back and fell over his shoulder.

"Ah! Hiss—" Wei Qilin cried out in pain as he fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned, such a thin woman fell over a man who was eight feet tall.

"How is it?" Song Yitao squatted down and patted his face, "Your face is quite pale, I think you might as well just be a duck."

"Oh Qilin!! My son!" Fourth Aunt hurried over to help him up, looking at Song Yitao with hatred in her eyes.

Song Yunqing ran over to look at Song Yitao in surprise, and asked, "Wow! I can't tell you are so good at kung fu! How did you use those moves just now? Can you teach me??"

Song Yitao wiped her nose, shook her legs in embarrassment, and thought: Fortunately, I learned two tricks from Yanzi before, and in modern times, I am forced to learn judo by my parents every Sunday.

"Cough! I'm known as Jiang Hu - Song Xiaolong!"

Wei Qilin got up and patted his butt, his eyes lit up, and he followed Song Yitao who turned and left: "Hey, hey, chivalrous girl! How did you knock me down just now! It's too powerful! Can you accept me as your apprentice!"

"I am the Nine Suns Magic Art that has been lost for a long time in Jianghu! It is only passed on to my son, call me mother and I will teach you."

"Mom!" Wei Qilin didn't hesitate, and looked at Song Yitao with bright eyes after shouting.

Song Yitao looked at Wei Qilin in surprise, thinking he was really the stupid son of the landlord's family.

After thinking for a while, Song Yitao had noticed something. She smiled and patted Wei Qilin's head: "Silly son! I think you are a good material for martial arts! What else do I have to do? Sunflower Book, Dragon Subduing Ten Peerless martial arts such as Eight Palms, guarantee that you will be able to go to heaven and enter the earth after you learn it—just like dementia—and dominate the world!! But I have to charge tuition fees. Recently, Huitai Pawnshop has a tricky business. If you can earn back 1000 taels of silver , I will teach you these martial arts!"

"Okay!! I'm going right away!" Wei Qilin ran away.

Wei Qilin thought that if he wanted to learn peerless martial arts, he could really dominate the world!So he ran to Huitai Pawn Shop happily.

"Yo! Third young master, you are here." The servant said with a bow.

Wei Qilin plucked his ears: "Master, I'm here to take a look at a difficult business deal recently."

"It's just a new batch of jade wares. We are considering whether to accept it or not." The servant glanced at it, wondering in his heart, don't these three young masters always only know how to eat, drink and have fun?Why did you come here suddenly to ask about business matters?

The third young master walked and listened to their report: "If we accept it, this batch of jades is worth a lot and we can't pay that much cash for the time being, but it is indeed a profitable business. But right now the firm needs to make up for the previous shortfall. "

"How much was owed before."

"Before the pawn shop was stolen, a few good things were stolen, we had to make up for the shortfall in time, the owner had spent a lot of money from the pawn shop earlier, and now there is a shortage of money, the pawn shop may not be able to continue to turn around. …”

"It means that we have no money and can't do business, right?" The third young master took out the account book and looked at it solemnly, then went to the warehouse to look at the jade wares, and took a magnifying glass to see the lines, cracks, and eyes on the jade wares. After a moment of light, he turned around and said, "This jade must be taken, it is an old object from the Han Dynasty! In addition, the signature is still dead, and this jade belongs to us!"

"But third young master, we really don't have the money to collect this batch of jades. We have to pay at least 30 taels in cash!"

"Talk to the customer, just say that this batch of jade is more important to us and we need to register it in the warehouse, and the account period will be delayed by 3 days. First, give him the 10 taels in the account as a deposit."

"Third young master! What if we gave him the 10 taels and our pawn shop's deficit? There will be big troubles if there is no cash turnover!"

"Give me three days, and I can get this jade out. I think this jade is worth a million taels."

"One million taels! I've had someone look at this jade, and they all said that although the jade is an antique, it's worthless if it's damaged. At most, it can only be resold for 50 taels, which is not enough to cover the shortfall in the account...... How can you sell a million taels?"

Song Yitao has been secretly following Wei Qilin. At this time, the cat was behind. Hearing the decision of the third young master, she smiled comfortably. In fact, she had seen that this jade was valuable before, but she hadn't found a suitable buyer yet. For a long time, this batch of jade articles is indeed somewhat damaged, and the value will be discounted.

At the same time, Song Yitao also understands that business is all about gamble, and the third young master has such vision and courage, so he is not a worthless waste.

She wants to see how the three young masters can sell this piece of jade within three days and exchange it for a million taels.