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Chapter 153 Silk Road Rich Businessmen

Chao Yanei brought two elite bodyguards out to find Wu Song and came to Tongda Big Car Shop. Chao Yanei felt uncomfortable. He was the one who commanded others in front of others. When he came to Wu Song, he did not dare to act rashly. It seemed that he was born with fear, and this fear was like a dog afraid of a tiger.

"When will Brother Erlang come? I miss you last time, I won't miss you." Chao Yanei said.

Wu Song said: "Brother Chao, drink tea, drink tea. This is the best Xinyang Maojian. What do you want me to do? I am not a beauty."

"My brother's martial arts skills are so great. Although I didn't see him in person yesterday, I was thrilling when I heard about it. But Brother Erlang is not afraid of the government's investigation when he beats people in the street like this."

Chao Yanei's implication was to ask Wu Song to curry favor with him, the son of the Minister of Justice.

Luo Ping said: "What's the matter? Even a few tiger brothers will clean up for him."

Wu Song smiled and said, "Yesterday, I was so angry that I was such a group of guys. The dignified Bianjing City, the foot of the emperor, the area where the emperor was in charge of the Supreme Court, and the place where the Secretary Chao was responsible for was actually a rogue scoundrel like a crucian carp crossing the river. Not only did I smash the shop first, but I forced me to sell the technology to him yesterday. I also ambushed a hundred people to intercept me. I think the patrol constable must know about this."

Chao Yanei originally wanted to scare Wu Song, but he didn't expect Wu Song to scold him. Wu Song's meaning was very clear. Your father managed the place and was rampant in gangs and evil, and he had the face to say to me.

Chao Yanei was the prince’s companion. What the prince taught was all about the skills of the king, and he was a stern face and a dark heart.

"Hehe, this Erlang brother doesn't know much about it. The forces that are not allowed to be on the gang have always existed. For example, this Niu Master, he is very glorious on the surface, but in fact there are only one hundred people. The court wants to deal with him, and it takes a minute to deal with him. He just deals with him and has interests. He will soon be Ma, Zhang, and Li. The more powerful the power is more chaotic, and it is not as pure as this. However, this Niu surname has become more and more popular recently and dares to attack officials. I don't believe that they don't know that Erlang is the commander of the Dongping Police Force, so it's better to destroy Erlang." Chao Yanei was provoking trouble again.

Wu Song turned the teacup and said, "Okay, what's the benefit of destroying him?"

Chao Yanei wanted to curse himself, so Wu Song was not as direct as he was.

"Behind this Niu Master, the Seventh Brother of the Crown Prince, is the shadow of King Jing, but there will be no handle on this kind of thing. This Niu was quite well-behaved before, and in the past two years, he has not known the world is so strong." Chao Yanei explained.

So that's the case. The prince and his younger brother had some conflicts. They were afraid that their younger brother would become bigger, so they weakened them at the right time.

"It's easy to deal with, go and invite the head of Zhu Bo." Wu Song asked the guard to invite the person.

Wu Song arranged: "You check, what are the main business industries of Niu? We can do whatever he does, even if he loses money, he will destroy the Niu."

Zhu Wu rubbed his hands and said, "Okay, I'm holding my breath long ago, just wait for my brother to say this."

Chao Yanei was a little surprised and said, "It will take a long time to destroy him in business. Why not find a suitable opportunity, click." Chao Yanei made a neck wiping action.

Wu Song smiled and said, "Brother Chao is joking. Our Song Dynasty is a legal society. Today, when I pay attention to governing the country according to law, how can I, Wu Song, know that the law is broken?"

Chao Yanei was speechless and said, "Okay, Brother Erlang will do it now. Today I will take you to the Chang'an Guild Hall and introduce some of the great merchants who are traveling to the Western Regions."

Chang'an is next to Yan'an Prefecture, and is relatively far from the Western Xia Kingdom. Although Chang'an is not the capital of the Song Dynasty, it has all had cultural and economic heritage since the Tang Dynasty. Although the Song Dynasty and Western Xia, Tubo and other countries have been fighting for years, the economic exchanges between the two sides have never been interrupted. The nomadic peoples in the northwest need tea, silk, porcelain, and iron. The Song Dynasty needs horses, spices, and wine. In short, transactions have been rising and falling, and even underground transactions have been carried out in wars.

Wu Song said: "You also know that I work in Dongping Prefecture and rarely stay in the capital, so I want to take Zhu Biaotou to go with me."

"What's wrong with this? Brother Erlang is fine."

Wu Song, Zhu Wu, Luo Ping, Li Kui, and Anthony immediately followed Chao Yanei to the Chang'an Association. This time Wu Song, Zhu Wu and others felt that Liu Laolao entered the Grand View Garden. The Chang'an Association was very large and located in a luxurious area in the city. It was a four-story building. If it weren't for the construction of the building that was too high in this year, this guy would have made a 100-meter-high building.

Chao Yanei was very happy. After all, he was the son of the Minister of Justice and the prince's companion to walk in the capital.

It was quiet, not noisy at all, and there were few people. The maid welcomed Wu Song and others into the living room. The tall official kiln flowers **, the carpets from the Western Regions, and the tea tables of Hainan Red Flowers.

"Good, that's what the Emperor's family is like." Li Kui said in surprise.

Chao Yanei said: "The ancestor of the Chang'an Association, the head of the Chang'an Association, was from a famous family and was a descendant of Yuchi Jingde, the founding general of the Tang Dynasty. The Yuchi family has been engaged in the Western Regions trade for hundreds of years, and the wealth accumulated is unimaginable. From Chang'an to the Western Regions, the Yuchi family has tens of thousands of camels transporting goods."

Wu Song and Zhu Wu were also secretly surprised. There was nothing in this world, but there was no shortage of local tyrants.

After a while, two people in their thirties came, and the leader was elegant. The first thing he felt was a person who was well-read about poetry and books. A man behind him was thin, with a medium figure of only 1.7 meters, and his temples were bulging. Although he was not good at appearance, Wu Song knew at a glance that he was a martial artist. Why did Wu Song know, because Wu Song was also a martial artist.

Chao Yanei got up and said, "Boss Yuchi is here just right. Today I invited Wu Song from Dongping Mansion. Are you thinking about proxying soap?"

Manager Yuchi said, "Although I am just a business, I need to be warmly entertained by distinguished guests when they arrive. Let's discuss it after the business is in place."

Wu Song said: "Hello, Mr. Yuchi, I'm in Wu Song, Xia Dongping Prefecture."

Wu Song and Zhu Wu were respectful. After all, the shopkeeper Yuchi was a senior and had rich business experience.

"The name of the Erlang brothers has spread throughout Bianjing, fighting against a hundred. Today, it is indeed the capital of the overlord." Manager Yuchi praised.

Wu Song said: "Mr. Yuchi has been too rewarded. A group of rooks are very disturbed. He has no choice but to take action."

"Businessmen are most afraid of scoundrels, and Erlang also exclaims a rant for us." Manager Yuchi praised Wu Song with a thumbs up.

Immediately ordered the maid to serve tea, which turned out to be a rare Fujian old tea, all of which were on a century-old tea tree. The tea tribute to the emperor was transported by the Yuchi family. Immediately, I admired the singing and dancing. Outsiders of the rich world don’t understand it. More than a dozen dancers are around 18 years old, and even tall, short, fat and thin. Obviously, it’s time to find someone.
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