My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 122
[Chapter 122 Jingzhou]
Qingqiu was riding a horse, and the speed slowly slowed down, and the carriage caught up with him in a short while.
One horse and one carriage, moving forward and backward.
The road was calm and there were few pedestrians. Only when we approached the Jingzhou City Wall did the number of people gradually increase.
Jing Zhe stuck his head out of the car window and found that although the Jingzhou City Wall was blurry, it finally appeared in his field of vision.
Then he asked curiously: “That Qiu Qianqian should be gone, right?”
Qingqiu seemed to be thinking about something, and subconsciously replied: “She used to be stationed in Jingzhou. I heard that their Tongtian Que encountered something recently. She should have been there last night. I just passed by that Taoist temple, and I am probably rushing to Jinxi now, so why waste time going back to Jingzhou?”
Jing Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then got angry.
This Taoist nun, knowing full well that Qiu Qianqian would not come after him, deliberately tricked him into helping transport the money in the name of protecting him!
Today’s Taoist nun is so annoying!
“Xiangu, isn’t it a bit unethical to do this?”
“Ahem.”
Qingqiu realized that he had slipped his words, his cheeks were slightly red, and he coughed twice to pretend to be calm: “I’m just guessing that the people in Tongtian Palace like If you don’t act according to common sense, who knows if she will follow?”
Qingqiu, who was dressed in Taoist robes, made a gesture of helplessly spreading his hands, looking very cute.
But Jing Zhe was unmoved. He held the sack containing the silver and stretched his neck and said, “I don’t care. I dug out the silver, put it in the sack, or dragged it to the car – even one of the sacks was Mine! I only want one bag, isn’t it?”
“It’s too much,”
Qingqiu said calmly.
“What if I force it?”
“My Qingtian Sword probably won’t agree.”
As she said that, she pulled out the long sword called “Qingtian” from her waist, and the cold light shone, making his eyes hurt.
“Haha, I was joking.”
Jing Zhe laughed sarcastically.
“I was joking too.”
After saying that, Qingqiu put the sword back and raised the corners of his mouth.
…
After walking for nearly a quarter of an hour, I heard Hanhan outside the carriage shout: “Young village master, we are here!”
After leaving Pengzhou, he rushed to Jingzhou, but was caught in Mangshan. More than a month passed. We set off from Mangshan and walked for more than ten days, finally arriving outside Jingzhou City.
I thought I would be very excited, but when Jingzhou City was in front of me, Jing Zhe was surprisingly calm.
Getting off the carriage and looking at the word “Jingzhou” carved on the tall and majestic city wall, Jing Zhe stood in the wind with his eyes like a torch.
“Jingzhou, I’m here.”
Outside the city wall is a moat four to five meters wide. The water flows slowly and is not fast. It must not be too shallow.
The city gate is open, and pedestrians are coming and going. Looking in through the city gate, you can see a street that is more than twice as wide as the main street of Yongzhou, bustling with traffic.
Qingqiu dismounted, Zhang Xiaoyu also got off the car, and the four of them walked into the city gate.
There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, the shops are very prosperous, and there are vendors along the street shouting loudly and bargaining. It is bustling and bustling, and it is more than a little more prosperous than Yongzhou.
Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at Qingqiu. She was a little afraid of this beautiful woman who drew her sword whenever she disagreed. She pulled Jingzhe and whispered: “Now… go to my house first?”
Even though she knew that he was going to her house to help. , but I always feel very shy when I say this, and my pretty face turns red.
Jing Zhe asked: “Xiangu, this city has also entered, should we break up – bah, we parted ways?”
Qingqiu turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu with a vague look, still holding the hem of his robe. He held up his hand and said coldly: “Are you going to let me carry these two big bags by myself?”
“I can’t follow you all the time, right? My schedule is also very tight, okay?”
Jing Zhe said dissatisfied.
“There is a bank not far ahead. You can take your money there and exchange it for banknotes.”
“Okay!”
Then he looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, “Is Miss Zhang’s house far from here?”
“Fortunately, it’s two miles to the west. The biggest house behind the Zhangjia Liquor House is our house. It’s easy to find.”
“In that case, let’s go back first. After all, I’ll be busy at home after all.” , I’ll go find you!”
“Okay… then Xiaoyu will wait for the young master at home!”
After saying that, Zhang Xiaoyu turned around and walked towards the west.
“Everyone has left, why don’t you still watch.”
Qingqiu muttered in front, and Jing Zhe turned around and ignored her, calling Hanhan to follow him.
After a while, the plaque of “Xinglong Bank” appeared in front of me.
There were not many people in the bank, so when Hanhan threw the two sacks on the ground, he immediately attracted the attention of the bank clerk.
The boy didn’t know what was in the sack, but he knew that Hanhan was just a follower and that the real owner was Jing Zhe behind him.
“Young master, I wonder what kind of business you want to do?”
“Exchange these silver coins for me into banknotes!”
Jing Zhe pointed to the sack.
“These…are they all silver?”
Seeing Jing Zhe nod, the man went over and opened the sack. As expected, it was all silver, but the silver was of different sizes, and there were even some copper coins mixed in.
“I wonder how much these are in total?”
the man asked again.
“How do I know this?”
Seeing the strange look in the boy’s eyes, as if he thought he was a thief, Jing Zhe hurriedly added: “I mean, even if I tell you, don’t you have to count it again?”
The boy nodded, and then He said: “There is too much money, and I can’t make the final decision. Master, wait a moment, I will go find our shopkeeper!” After
a while, a middle-aged man with a capable face appeared in the hall and swept away the sacks on the floor. He glanced at Jing Zhe and said, “I heard that this young master wants to exchange the silver for banknotes?”
“Exactly.”
“Then I have to tell the young master the rules. Our Xinglong Bank is the largest bank in Jingzhou City. This is all serious business. In addition to charging a 1% handling fee for the replacement of banknotes, we also attach great importance to the origin of the money.
“Oh? The shopkeeper is afraid that the origin of our money is incorrect?
” , It’s impossible to say. “
To be able to expand the bank business in Jingzhou, this shopkeeper not only has a background, but he is also an experienced person.
He knew all the famous people in Jingzhou City, and he had seen some of the ones he didn’t know. The handsome young man in front of him looked very familiar, and he was definitely not a native of Jingzhou.
The bank’s door is open, and anyone with money can enter. When has it ever cared about whether it comes from a good origin?
He said this just to charge more fees.
How can you not recognize Jing Zhe, a man who is like a human spirit?
The money was not his, and the exchange for more or less had nothing to do with him, but he felt uncomfortable after being exposed.
So he shouted out the door: “Fairy aunt, some people say that your money comes from improper sources, do you care about it?”
Fairy aunt?
Upon hearing this strange name, the shopkeeper and the waiter both looked out the door.
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I’m sorry to tell you. I had a chat with the editor today. Because it’s almost the end of the month, we decided to wait a few more days for it to be released on October 1, which is five days later. Guys, I broke my promise. I’m guilty, big guys, just scold me – forget it, I know you guys can’t bear it, hehe. However, I’m really sorry. In fact, I haven’t asked for leave tomorrow, so Chonglou will take advantage of these few days to save manuscripts every day!
(End of chapter)
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