Sir, my wife is pretending to be innocent again

Chapter 63: Coveting his credit, huh!
Lord Liu naturally knows about Chunfeng Liu. Not only does he know about it, but he has also been to it. Of course, it was always as a treat for others.

He also thought that since Cheng Daqi was willing to show his kindness, he would have to borrow Slope Xia's donkey. Moreover, Cheng Daqi's disaster relief mission was indeed done well. There was no telling what opportunities would come in the future, and the friendship would not be a loss.

Of course, we can't ask Uncle Shunyi to provide money at this time. "Uncle, we have already spoken about it. We have long wanted to have a few drinks with him. Today I am the host, and uncle can't compete with me."

Cheng Daqi glanced sideways at Cheng Daqian, and laughed at the same time, "We are not polite, it will cost Mr. Liu money."

"Uncle, you're welcome, please."

The group of people got on the carriage and headed to Chunfeng Tower. Mr. Liu, who didn't know what to expect, had a smile on his face and told interesting stories. Cheng Daqi laughed happily and echoed with great enthusiasm.

Cheng Xiaosi didn't go to bed until midnight that night. When she fell asleep, Cheng Daqi and others were still having wine in Chunfeng Tower. She saw the wine jars placed on the floor and watched the most beautiful girl in Chunfeng Tower playing pipa music. Mr. Liu He felt that every note could kill him. How could the Cheng family be so good at drinking?
How much money did you spend tonight?

Except for the Cheng family brothers, no outsiders know that the men of the Cheng family have no ceiling when it comes to drinking. In Cheng Xiaosi's words, they are naturally indifferent to alcohol and will not get drunk no matter how much they drink. This is also a secret of the Cheng family. , is a sharp tool on the wine table.

Cheng Daqi asked for another three jars of wine, and felt that Chunfeng Tower lived up to its reputation. The wine was really delicious, and it was really enjoyable to drink it. Especially looking at Mr. Liu's face that he was already considering selling himself, he felt even more happy.

"Master Liu, why don't you drink it? Come on, come on. This is the best wine in Chunfeng Tower. It's so beautiful. I'll ask Master Liu to order more in the future."

"Ah, oh, don't dare, I'm too polite."

Seeing such a good wine being drunk by the Cheng family, Mr. Liu's heart ached even more. He originally had to hold back and entertain the guests, but he also went all out. With so much wine, it would be a pity not to finish it. "Here, Mr. Cheng, have a drink." , this wine is really good.”

"The young masters of the Cheng family are all here to come, come and drink."

Cheng Youqian raised his glass and said, "Today is thanks to your lord. Otherwise, how would you know that there is such fine wine in the capital? My lord, my nephew would like to give you a drink."

"Hahaha, drink, good wine."

The sound of the pipa changed to a cheerful tune at some point. Mr. Liu was drinking one glass after another, imagining that if he got drunk and passed out, would Cheng Daqi just pay for the drinks?

When I think about it, the more I drink, the happier I feel.

Mr. Liu was carried back that night, and the bill from Chunfeng Building went with him. Looking at the numbers on the bill, Mrs. Liu almost fainted on the spot. Cheng Youqian was very apologetic, "Originally, it was my uncle who wanted to treat us, but what happened?" Mr. Liu refused to agree to anything. He said that we had to pay the money because he looked down on him. In the end, he could only be respectful rather than obey his orders. Your Excellency was also happy. If my uncle hadn't stopped him quickly, Mr. Liu would have spent all the money on Chunfeng Tower tonight. It’s all covered.”

"I sent the man back to Madam. My uncle said that today is not counted and we will entertain Mr. Liu another day."

After fanning the flames, Cheng Youqian returned happily, leaving Mr. Liu unconscious and being twisted several times by Mrs. Liu without any consciousness.

At dawn the next day, Cheng Xiaosi and her father went into the palace together. When they went out, they saw someone from the Liu Mansion next door going to invite the wife. After asking, they found out that Mr. Liu had fallen. Huahua spent a little money to find out, and came back to whisper It is said that Mrs. Liu made a fool of Mr. Liu this morning and asked him to sell his beloved paintings to pay for the drinks. Mr. Liu did not agree. After arguing for a few words, he accidentally stepped on the air and fell from the eaves into the yard, breaking his body. head.Cheng Daqi got into the car with satisfaction, coveting his credit, hum!
This was the third time Cheng Xiaosi entered the palace. She learned not to look around. When she saw the emperor, she realized that she was not having good luck today and had no idea what had happened. The emperor's face said 'I am very unhappy' 'Four words!

"Your Majesty, Cheng Xiaosi, wishes you well. Long live Your Majesty."

The emperor was stunned for a moment when he saw her. Then he realized that he had asked her to come. He looked up and saw Cheng Daqi. Thinking about what happened in the morning, he asked, "You said before that you would contact the merchants to donate money and food. What's the matter?" ?”

Cheng Daqi handed over his hand and said, "Back to the emperor, Wei Chen is going to discuss this matter with the emperor today. Wei Chen's second brother has already contacted the merchant and is willing to provide food."

"Okay, I know you can handle things properly. How about it? How much are you willing to pay?"

Cheng Daqi said: "Total [-] kilograms of food for all of you, it will be enough for Sanchuufang City, which I have been helping to support, for a few days."

"Ten thousand?"

The emperor was obviously dissatisfied with this figure and snorted, "It seems that these merchants are not really serving the country and are just trying to gain fame."

Cheng Daqi became nervous. Cheng Xiaosi understood what the emperor meant. Seeing that her father was sweating, he couldn't help but said, "Your Majesty, there is a saying among the people that if you want a horse to run, you have to feed it; There’s also a saying that says to burn more incense on weekdays so as not to cram in the last minute.”

The emperor looked at Cheng Xiaosi with sophisticated eyes, "Continue."

Cheng Xiaosi added: "The merchants have a low status and are not welcomed by the dignitaries on weekdays. They have to pay to open the door for everything they do. It can be said that they have never enjoyed the preferential treatment given to them by the court. They have never received it on weekdays. Please take care of me, I wouldn’t be willing to give you ten thousand grains at this time.”

"In their eyes, the court usually doesn't think of them. At this time, they have to pay for food. Naturally, they feel a little reluctant."

What she said was true, but the emperor obviously didn't think so. The world belonged to him, so what was wrong with him asking merchants to pay for it?

Do you have to give them benefits?

Cheng Daqi also understood at this time, and said quietly, "I heard that Emperor Dongshu would give a plaque with an inscription in his own handwriting when he got money from merchants. What an honor it is for a merchant to get a plaque with the emperor's imperial inscription?"

"So many merchants are rushing to follow suit. Dongshu also has many government decrees that are beneficial to merchants, encouraging merchants and improving their status. Have you heard about Dongshu's annual New Year Fair? We merchants in Xijin all want to participate. It is said that not a single room in Dongshu Capital City is empty during the New Year's Fair, and the teahouses and restaurants are full every day, which can increase the tax revenue of the imperial court by millions of taels a month."

"Your Majesty, Wei Chen thinks that we can follow suit, and Wei Chen is willing to take the lead."

The emperor was unwilling to be compared with Emperor Dongshu from the bottom of his heart, let alone learn from him, but 100 million taels was very tempting!
As for the decree to encourage merchants, it’s not that there aren’t any, it’s just that those bastards didn’t implement it for him. Do you think he doesn’t want to make money?
It seems that he should kill a few more people.

(End of this chapter)