2440: C2440 They Are All Good People

C2440 They Are All Good People

Wei Xiangming paid no heed to the others' reactions as he began to sell them in an even more sincere and honest voice.

Old Jiang quietly moved closer and whispered, "Master, he said that the inn would, if I remember correctly, make around five hundred gold coins per month."

Even though his voice was low... However, all the guests in the side chamber were the heads of the families that had been supporting their respective forces. They had all heard Jiang Tou's voice. Who told him not to have a single ounce of cultivation base?

However, all of them seemed to have not heard a thing, as if they were wandering around in the world without hearing a thing.

Wei Xiangming hesitated: "If Imperial Emissary Jiang thinks it's too expensive, why don't we talk about the price? The Imperial Censor didn't know that our Wei Family had been in a bad mood and we almost ran out of money to give out silver to the guards … "

At the end of his sentence, Wei Xiangming's eyes revealed a hint of tears, as if if if Jiang Ting didn't buy him, his Wei Family would go bankrupt in the next moment.

The corners of Ding Peng's and Wen An's mouths twitched … However, there was still no reaction.

It was just as Jiang Ting thought before, they came to give him money.

Their gift was not to ask for help from Jiang Ting. It was just that they hoped that Jiang Ting would not intentionally make things difficult for them. That was all.

Deep in the heart.

Jiang Ting rubbed his eyes, which were a little red: "Wei Family Master is right, we know the price of salt and rice … This old man Jiang, what are you waiting for, the Wei Family Master is so sincere in wanting to transfer an inn, you should not let down the efforts of the Wei Family Master. "

"Only." Old Jiang quietly left.

"Looks like I can temporarily hold on with my Wei Family. Thank you, Imperial Envoy Jiang, for your great kindness, I will never forget you … "Woo woo …" At the end of his sentence, Wei Xiangming sat back down with a bit of a choke.

After he landed, Wei Xiangming wiped the corners of his eyes, secretly blaming himself. He realized that his acting skills had already regressed. If he hadn't rubbed hard earlier, he wouldn't have been able to shed tears.

As for the inn that was priced at five to six thousand gold coins, countless people would fight over it to buy it … It was all just an illusion. That inn was not even worth a bit, and it was not in a good mood either. That inn belonged to him, so how could he not know the value of that inn?

As for bribery, that was even more so. He only paid a visit to Jiang Ting in the Jiang manor, and also cooperated with the Imperial Censor, Jiang Ting, to transfer an inn. As for anything else, he didn't do anything else.

Anyway, he believed it.

Soon, Wen An's gentleness dissipated and he stood up with some embarrassment. "Imperial Envoy Jiang, to be honest, I also have a business to discuss with Imperial Censor …"

… ….

Soon, about an hour had passed.

In this hour, Jiang Ting spent a total of around five hundred gold coins. Soon after, he obtained an inn, a restaurant, and a silk shop. In addition, he also obtained shares in various shops within the stronghold.

According to Jiang Ting's calculations, as long as there was no problem with his position as an Imperial Censor, even if he didn't do anything, the three shops wouldn't have any problems with him. Plus, the shares in many shops, could bring him at least several hundred gold coins every day?

It was probably a few hundred gold coins. He rarely did business, so he wasn't too sure.

One gold coin was enough for a family of three to live happily for half a year. This showed Jiang Ting's harvest for the last hour.

The banquet continued for a while.

The clear-faced Jiang Ting shakily stood up, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm afraid I'll have to excuse myself if I feel a little unwell. I hope you'll do your best …"

With that, Jiang Ting left shakily.

"Imperial Censor Jiang, take care." Wen An and the others hurriedly stood up.

Jiang Ting waved his hand and then left.

After Jiang Ting had left, Wen An tilted his head and revealed a hint of playfulness. "Patriarch Ding, since you said you would give it away, you should just give it away. I heard that you spent countless amounts of money to chase down the culprit, but you failed to find anything.

"It's just a small satin villa."2

After pausing for a moment, Ding Peng smiled and stood up: "Don't forget, my Ding family and Imperial Censor Jiang has a natural friendship. According to the current world, Imperial Censor Jiang's status will only get higher and higher. You can all bear to part with him. What's so bad about my Ding family?"

Wei Xiangming stood up drunkenly and spoke as if it was an accident: "The two of you, those things were only sold to Imperial Envoy Jiang. Wei Xiangming stood up drunkenly and said as if it was an accident:" The two of you, those things were only sold to Imperial Envoy Jiang.

….

The next day, early in the morning.

After Jiang Ting left the side hall, he slowly returned to the main hall to silently enjoy the singing and dancing.

Old Jiang was a bit tired as he approached, "Master."

Jiang Ting looked at the other singers and gently waved his hand: "You guys can go rest."

Many of the singers bowed slightly before retreating.

Jiang Tingze looked at Old Jiang, "It seems like you've been busy all night."

"Yesterday, I took over a lot of business and shares. If I don't fix it well, how would I dare to rest?"

After pausing for a moment, the old man revealed a slight hesitation, "Master, with the current manpower of the manor, I'm afraid that it is not enough to take over all the shares and shops last night. Furthermore, there is no one in charge of this area in the manor."

Jiang Ting's expression was calm: "There's no need for that. There's no problem with my position as an Imperial Censor. Even if we ignore them, they will send over a portion of what the Jiang manor should take."

There was nothing wrong with what he said … Those shares and shops had originally been gifted to him by the three great families and the rest of the Jia clansmen in order to win him over. Whether or not the Jiang manor interfered, the amount of money that the Jiang Family received would not be less.

If he went to try to get rid of the ink, no matter how many there were, once he was discovered, he would only provoke disaster …. No one would be so stupid as to be greedy for ink.

However, if he was not an Imperial Censor and his position was in question, how could the three great families and the rest of the merchant families give him money for free? At that time, they would definitely take it all back!

Old Jiang smiled bitterly, "Master, you're too confident. If you didn't interfere at all, you wouldn't know even if they fooled you."

Jiang Ting did not deny it: "If you like it, go and find someone to manage it. If you take over, no one would dare to make things difficult for you."

He really didn't care … Ever since he had arrived at the stronghold, he had never made money, but he had never lacked for money, so he did not think that there would be any problems with his position.

If there really was a problem, then there was only one possibility. It was that he was preparing to leave the forbidden play, or that his identity was exposed. However, no matter which one, the money in the forbidden play was useless to him.

If not for some unnecessary flaws, he wouldn't even bother to return to this stronghold.

Hearing this, Old Jiang hesitated for a while before turning around and leaving to take over … Without training, it was hard for him to understand Jiang Ting's confidence. He would rather hold the thing in his hand.

Jiang Ting, who hadn't rested for the entire night, didn't care. He bent his finger and tapped on the table in front of him silently … The capital. Someone was coming.

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