What's even more frightening is that this woman actually died.

Although Shuntian Mansion quickly found out the truth and found out that the woman died due to "horse wind", it fully reflects the dragon-horse spirit of Mr. Jia.

But Prince Zhongshun quit.

The woman whom I have favored so much was killed by a rotten old man in his fifties or sixties because of the sudden wind. Doesn't that make Prince Zhongshun incompetent?

I am in my forties and in my prime, but I can't compare to a bad old man when I scold Fang Qiu?

First, your nephew Jia Baoyu colluded with my king's actor, and then you, a bad old man, hooked up with my king's woman.

My uncle can bear it, but my aunt cannot!

So Prince Zhongshun immediately sent a chief official to block Jia She, and blackmailed him severely. He even extorted tens of thousands of taels of silver from Jia She.

It directly plunged Jia She's finances into bankruptcy.

Naturally, Jia She and his wife took a lot of the money they spent to build the villa, but he was a serious master after all, and he had the title of an elder, so no one could say anything.

But Prince Zhongshun forced Jia She into a corner and insisted on extorting a large sum of money from him. How could Jia She dare to refuse?

But this cost Jia She his life. He had always been a man who enjoyed himself in time. He had already spent all the stolen money. Where could he find the money to quell Prince Zhongshun's anger?

After trying to beg for mercy and cheating several times, Prince Zhongshun's chief official forced him to come home and wanted to sue him to Shuntian Mansion in front of the old lady.

He said he had debts he could not repay.

Rong Guofu's face was completely humiliated by Jia She.

Jia She had no choice but to piece things together and sell some of his treasured toys to calm Prince Zhongshun.

But he himself also owed a huge debt because of this.

If someone else were in his situation, they would have no choice but to stay at home and be honest for a while - anyway, those creditors would not dare to go to Rongguo Mansion to collect debts.

But the capital city is becoming more and more prosperous, and everyone else is going around drinking and having fun. How can he, Jia She, sit at home? If he doesn't go out and make some noise, he will feel uncomfortable all over!

It happened that on this day, a friend named Zhang Baichuan came over and chatted with Jia She. He said that Sun Shaozong, the son-in-law of Jia Enhou and the Prime Minister of Shuntian, had obtained several treasures.

The trophies robbed by the Hesheli tribe were given to his younger brother to enjoy.

"Hmph, the Hesheli tribe is just a barbarian tribe in the white mountains and black waters. What kind of rare things can there be? Could it be Dongzhu?" Jia She looked disdainful.

"That's all there is to it, but there is one thing that you, old man, will definitely like." Zhang Baichuan said mysteriously.

"Haha, I have seen a lot of interesting things, general. Is there anything I can like?" Jia She said with a look of disdain.

But curiosity arose in my heart.

"It's a fan. It's a peerless fan. It's said that the Hesheli tribe snatched it when they entered the country with Aisin Gioro. It has an jade frame and the original work of Cai Xiang, a great calligrapher of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the original work of the Ming Dynasty.

The personal seals of Zhang Juzheng and others can be said to be priceless!" Zhang Baichuan said.

"What, such a good thing!" Jia She jumped up suddenly and shouted: "Prepare the car, prepare the car, sir, I am going to visit my beloved son-in-law and grandson's house!"

Seeing how busy he was, others thought he was a forty-five-year-old boy.

Zhang Baichuan smiled apologetically, but at the same time he was happy: "This Sun Shaozong knows how to do business. If he succeeds, my trip will not be in vain!"

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An hour later.

Sun Mansion, reception room.

Mr. Jia wore gold-wired reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. His chubby body leaned forward slightly, his two fat and short arms resting on the desk. He stretched his neck like a thousand-year-old tortoise and stared at an emerald stone on the table.

Bone fan.

"Good stuff, really good stuff!"

After a long while, he shook his head and straightened his back, took off his glasses, put them in the box, and then like a smoke addict, he threw his whole body into the Taishi chair, with a look of intoxication on his face like mud.

.

After sitting in the chair for a while, Mr. Jia came back to his senses from the joy that filled his body and soul. He sat on the front seat with a grand gesture and said with a smile: "Xian son-in-law, this fan of yours is really good."

Goods, what do you think, give them to me, and treat them as your filial piety to me."

I bother!

You are an idiot and an old pervert. If you hadn't formed an alliance with Chen Zhao, if I hadn't been engaged to your concubine, I would have ignored you!

You are still filial, who do you think you are?

Sun Shaozong was thinking in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said: "Sir, if this fan belongs to me, as long as Uncle Shi likes it, I will give it to him without saying a word. Even if it belongs to my elder brother, I will give it to him.

I can be the master of 90% of it, and my brother won’t say anything after knowing it.”

What Sun Shaozong said was quite modest. Jia She was very pleased with what he said and couldn't help but nod.

"But the boss must also understand the truth in this world. This kind of fan is just a spearhead. It is the booty that the Hei Liao army robbed from many tribes in Baishan and Heishui, the Koryo Kingdom and the Rakshasa barbarians, and transported it to the capital for sale. This is what everyone

In terms of business, no matter how generous my nephew is, he would not dare to go against the generals. Therefore, not only does this fan need to be sold, but it also needs to be sold at a high price so that both parties can cooperate in the future, right?"

Although Jia She is an old dandy who only cares about pleasure, he is also extremely smart - but he has never used it in the right way.

I just know that this is what it should be.

Not to mention what Sun Shaozong said, even if he didn't, Sun Shaozong would never really give it to him for free.

Now, after Sun Shaozong said these words, Jia She didn't dare to go against so many Black Cossacks, so he said: "Come on, don't tell me it's useless, tell me, what are you going to do with such a fan?"

How to deal with it?”

"Your Majesty, this fan is so precious, and I am a master of connoisseurship. Only if it goes into your private treasury can it be considered worthy. Let's do this. Five thousand taels of silver, only five thousand taels."

For money, the boss can take this fan home!" Sun Shaozong said.

"What, five thousand taels?"

Jia She jumped up and was stunned.

When he was not in deficit, he also collected a few fans, but one fan only cost him one thousand taels of silver.

This fan is far superior to those fans in terms of appearance, specifications and collection value - but five thousand taels of silver is really a bit too deceiving.

In fact, if it was just five thousand taels of silver in normal times, Jia She might have taken it out as he stamped his feet and frowned.

However, he had recently been blackmailed by Prince Zhongshun, and had lost face in the palace. He had been subsidizing here and there, and was heavily in debt. He was really short of money and could not afford five thousand taels of silver.

He had the intention to take away the fan first and then refuse to pay.

But after thinking about it, I didn't dare to offend the many generals and Shuntian Mansion in the Heihei Liao area.

But how can this matter trouble our great master Jia She?

He laughed and said, "My dear nephew, as the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture, and you have business with Chen Zishang, you must have a lot of income. Why don't you lend me eight thousand taels of silver?"
Chapter completed!