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Chapter 19 Cooperation

Song Jingyun's smile was faintly on the corner of his mouth, and he would not be able to detect it without careful observation. He deliberately killed Yang Xiuyu for several games before forcing Yang Xiuyu to call her. It was really difficult to see her.

"Three Young Master..." Fang Zhan said a few words in Yang Xiuyu's ear. Yang Xiuyu's face changed: "Sister, please play chess with Jing Yun first, I'll be back soon." After that, he ran out.

Only Yang Xuqiu, Bai Ji, Song Jingyun and Wu Yan were left in the room.

Yang Xuqiu said: "How can the prince help my third brother away?"

I knew that such a trick could not be hidden from her eyes: "It was just a medicine to the white horse and make it crazy for a while."

Yang Xuqiu sneered, that white horse was Yang Xiuyu's beloved horse.

"Miss Yang is very short of money?" He looked at Bai Ji, and it seemed that Wang Cheng was talking about her.

Yang Xuqiu's hand holding the chess stagnated in the air: "I don't understand what the prince is talking about."

"Xingsheng pawnshop is my property." Wu Yan and Bai Ji were both shocked. He never told anyone about this, so how could he tell the truth to Miss Yang directly?

Song Jingyun knew that it was best to tell the truth when dealing with people like Yang Xuqiu. After all, she would see through lies and she would lose all her trust at that time, and it would not be worth the loss.

Bai Ji was a little annoyed, she should be more cautious.

"How did the prince know that I was short of money?" Bai Ji came back and told her what happened yesterday. It was said that the prince had never seen Bai Ji in the pawnshop.

"I gave that white jade fan."

Yang Xuqiu, who was still calm just now, couldn't help but feel guilty. The feeling of being caught is really subtle.

Seeing Yang Xuqiu's expression, Song Jingyun finally felt a little balanced: "Actually, I really want to know what Miss Yang wants so much money for."

"Who thinks there is too much money? If the prince doesn't want to do this business, then give up." Yang Xuqiu returned to his previous cold appearance.

"No, no, I'm trying to make this deal with you in another way."

Yang Xuqiu said angrily: "The prince is concerned about doing business, but it doesn't matter to the people."

Now Song Jingyun finally knew what she was angry about: "I have thought about what Miss Yang said, but the emperor did not allow it. I have already claimed the hypocrisy and went on a trip tomorrow. Today I will use all my methods to see Miss Yang for money, and I will say goodbye to anyone here."

The emperor was indeed stubborn, and she had no choice but to save some.

"Can you know where the most well-informed person in Kyoto is?" Yang Xuqiu's speech changed suddenly.

Song Jingyun said: "Qin Tower Chu Pavilion and Chu Pavilion gowns and tiles."

"Yes, but it's hard for my daughter to put nails in these places, so I have to settle for the second best restaurant."

Yang Xuqiu fell down and said, "And this restaurant only accepts high-ranking officials and nobles, so the prince should know better than me."

The ambition in the girl's eyes could not stop her when she talked about these things.

"Then can you guarantee that all this will go as you expected?" Song Jingyun did not belittle her, but was just simply curious.

"certainly."

She still has this confidence: "I don't know what the prince said about a different way of cooperation means."

Song Jingyun said: "I will pay you to run it. How about this kind of cooperation?" He also has places and people who specialize in inquiring about intelligence information, but the more information he knows, the more beneficial it is to him.

Yang Xuqiu is not short of money and does not want to be in the car with this mysterious prince.

But before Yang Xuqiu could refuse, Song Jingyun continued: "I guess you don't want the Yang family to know about this matter, but if the restaurant wants to gain a foothold in Kyoto, it is impossible to support it without any connections behind it. Isn't it the best of both worlds to let our Jian'an Palace take this matter over."

This is true. If your business gets better and better, there will be more and more troubles.

"It's just that you are both paying and famous for your money. Isn't it a loss to work with me?"

"It seems that we haven't talked about sharing profits yet." Song Jingyun said.

Yang Xuqiu smiled slightly and said, "There are 30,000 cents of silver and 70 cents of money, and the news is shared. There is no room for bargaining."

Yang Xuqiu was at a disadvantage just now in this matter, and now she wants to take the initiative back to her.

Song Jingyun had a lot of silver and money, so he didn't care about this at all, so he agreed readily: "I just don't know what the girl is going to do to inquire about the news."

Yang Xuqiu did not answer his question, and barely threw a chess piece and said, "You lost, prince."

With one mind and two uses, Song Jingyun was involuntarily led by Yang Xuqiu's chess style and was doomed to be defeated from the beginning.

"Ms. Yang is not as good as a person. Since she is unwilling to answer the previous question, I wonder if she can solve the problem for another question below?"

Yang Xuqiu met his eyes and Song Jingyun said, "Do you know anything about food and grass?"

In fact, after Yang Xuqiu and the others left that day, Song Jingyun deliberately returned to Baituo Temple and asked Abbot Wuyou what the words he said to Yang Xuqiu meant.

But no matter how he asked, Abbot Wuyou just said that the secrets of heaven should not be revealed.

Since this happened, he didn't believe that Yang Xuqiu just mentioned food and grass casually.

Yang Xuqiu didn't know what he was thinking and said, "Does the prince know that I have lived in the countryside for ten years?"

"A little heard."

Yang Xuqiu turned his hand over, but there were calluses of all sizes in his delicate palms: "I have grown grain in the past ten years and know how difficult it is and how much it has been to harvest, so I hope the prince can think more about the people."

When Song Jingyun heard her talk about these wind and light clouds, she felt a tingling pain in her heart when she thought of the calluses in her hand.

What she said just now was obviously not the truth, but Song Jingyun knew that she would not tell the truth even if she continued to ask.

While the two were silent, Yang Xiuyu rushed in like a gust of wind, "Sister, you actually beat Jing Yun!"

He didn't know how panicked he was all the way. If his mother knew that he would have to peel off his skin by leaving his sister and the man in the same room, he was so shocked by Xiaobai's crazy thing just now!

Song Jingyun laughed twice and stood up and said, "This game of chess is so exciting, Song has to say goodbye in advance."

"You are so happy to leave, take care of yourself." Yang Xuqiu squatted down and bowed slightly.

Song Jingyun whispered as she passed by her, "Let's find Xingsheng to do restaurant affairs." His voice was very small, and his steps were just a slight pause. No one else could hear this except him.

"Miss, is this prince trustworthy?" Bai Ji always felt that Song Jingyun came too suddenly. Building a restaurant costs a lot of money, so how could he trust such a stranger?

Looking at Song Jingyun's back, Yang Xuqiu said: "Don't doubt people, don't doubt people.

Moreover, Yang Xuqiu remembers his previous life, when the prince inherited the throne of King Jian'an, he did not like Song Jingyu either.

In the court, Song Jingyu was an optional prince, while Song Jingyun was a very popular prince for the emperor.

Song Jingyu once poisoned him and asked a dancer to assassinate him, but he couldn't hurt him at all.

Although he did not succeed, he did things very concealedly, and Song Jingyun did not find out who did it.

Until the death of the late emperor, only Song Jingyu was left, and he was filial to the emperor and the empress dowager, and he was gentle and polite in daily life. So the throne naturally fell on him.

After Song Jingyu ascended the throne, he wanted to execute Song Jingyun, a thorn in his eyes, but his ministers opposed it.

He could only settle for the second best and found an excuse to exile him to the frontier.

The so-called enemy's enemy is a friend, let alone such a powerful friend.
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