Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 123: Jing Qingfen: My eldest son is a born capitalist
If the eloquent comments of the respondents in the 'knowledge discussion area' are delicious wines with endless aftertastes, which will touch the literary teenagers/middle-aged/old people in Xuanzhu County, then the news jokes of 'Wonderful Anecdotes' are equivalent to fried chicken Burger has gained the attention and hot discussion of the vast majority of people at an astonishing speed.
The lord's wife in the Scarti area gave birth to a pair of twins, but one looks like Scarti and the other looks like Huiyao. According to the medical officer, this situation is very difficult and requires two fathers. Simultaneous infusion of vital essence in five minutes...
In the far distance of the Caoman region in the north, there is a mountain range called Changbai Mountain. Below the mountain is an underground palace built by the Gubei people. Inside the underground palace is an ancient bronze gate connecting the two worlds of life and death. The ancestors of the Wu family in Chenfeng District once witnessed The wonder of over a million soldiers...
More than ten years ago, there was a tea stall owner in Yanjing who was young and talented. At that time, there was a middle-aged man who often came to the tea stall to chat with the young boss, and often asked the young boss to propose himself on national affairs. Thoughts and suggestions, the young boss was not polite, and the views expressed were to the point. However, the views of the imperial court were highly consistent with the young boss, and Huiyao ushered in ZTE. Later, the middle-aged man finally confessed to the tea stall: "I have a showdown, I am the emperor."
The short four-page newspaper records emotional life, court secrets, and fairy tales. It can be said to be suitable for all people, from 80-year-old old women to 8-year-old children.
On the second floor of Jinbi, after everyone talked about the God of War, they started discussing other anecdotes.
Some people swear that they have seen two completely different twins,
Some people say that they have heard rumors about the ancient bronze gate of Changbai Mountain in Tianji District,
Some people even think that the prime minister is the boss of the tea stall...
It's not that no one has questioned the content of the 'Wonderful Anecdote', but their doubts are very weak, because there is no real reference in the strange anecdote - the God of War, the wife of a certain Scarty lord, the Changbai Snow Mountain in the Caoman area, Young boss...who will have proof that these contents are fake?
In the modern society with the developed Internet, rumors can still pass unimpeded, and only stop at those who disconnect from the Internet. In this splendid society where no one has any troubles, people naturally believe in the news in the newspapers—people’s My nature is to watch the fun. If these news are fake, it will be boring.
Auntie discusses how to give birth to different twins. Do you think they really want to study biology? The teenagers discuss what happened to the ancient bronze gate. Do you think they really want to go on an adventure?
Everyone is happy.
The column 'Wonderful Anecdotes' can be said to have precisely hit a blank market. In the past, the function of Tu Yile was often provided by sand sculpture news and novels. But how can there be so much sand sculpture news, and most of the newspapers are a bit arrogant, and they would rather pay attention to national affairs and civil strife in the sky. Who would pay attention to trivial matters?
And novels have thresholds - you have to read and listen, ranging from hundreds of thousands of words to hundreds of thousands of words. You have to know the cause and effect, and you have to keep track of it so that you can find book friends to discuss it together.
Here is the power of 'wonderful anecdotes':
Short!
Be grounded!
But it's definitely a magical real life you can't imagine!
After reading it, you can eat melons and discuss, how comfortable!
Listening to the heated discussion, the old butler picked up the newspaper and casually asked the others at the same table, "The stories of 'Inspirational Stories' seem to be quite interesting, but aren't they a bit fake?"
"It's a bit fake, but that's what makes it real." The white-shirted youth smiled and said, "I also thought at first that 'miners dig fast and diligently, and in five years they become big miners' too. It's fake, but if you look carefully, you will find that this miner's success is a matter of course."
"He usually doesn't waste money, saves food and clothing, usually reads newspapers and studies hard, saves money for three years, sees a New Year's opportunity, and resolutely buys a large number of New Year's goods to stock up, earning the first pot of gold, and then the business is getting better and better. Become a big mine owner.”
"Although there are many coincidences, but there are not so many coincidences, how can a miner become a mine owner? Moreover, the miner's willpower, execution and determination are the best choices, even if the first investment fails , he will succeed sooner or later."
The black-robed warrior also nodded: "The protagonists in 'Inspirational Stories' often have extraordinary qualities. They can succeed because of the help of nobles and their own efforts."
The man in Tsing Yi also said: "If you can do anything, you can do anything; if you can't do anything, you can't do anything."
The old housekeeper wanted to ask something else, but Jing Qingfen raised his hand slightly, and then he closed his mouth.
"Come here, the signature barbecued pork buns, tofu skin rolls, glazed shrimp dumplings!"
The guy pushed the steamer cart and came over to put down the three cages of signature snacks. Jing Qingfen put the BBQ pork buns bigger than his fist into a bowl and tore the buns with chopsticks, revealing the steaming finely chopped BBQ pork with an attractive aroma.
He took out all the char siu, discarded it, and only ate the buns dipped in char siu sauce.
Then put a bean curd roll, only eat the bean curd skin, not the three fresh food inside.
Jing Qing Fen finally picked up a shrimp dumpling and put it in his mouth to chew. He ate very slowly and with great force, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to eat it.
"Let's go."
The old housekeeper quickly helped Jing Qingfen, Jing Qingfen walked in front with a cane, and the two slowly left the Jinbi Restaurant.
The young man in the white shirt looked at the three cages that only ate one snack, and shook his head: "It's too wasteful, and I don't know which one is the boss."
The old butler had been pouring tea and water for Jing Qingxuan, and when the snacks came, the old butler also refused to eat a single bite. With this humble attitude, the three people at the same table recognized the primary and secondary at a glance.
The black-robed warrior suddenly asked, "Have you read the novel in the last edition of the Youth Daily?"
"You mean "Future Echoes"?" The man in blue clothes said: "I think this idea is very good. After three modern people die, they will travel to the future... It is Liu Yu Yinyin Weizheng and these three people. The reason for death is so strange, why did they all suddenly die after killing a person?"
"This should describe their personalities from the side." The white-shirted youth said: "With the help of their killing clips, we intuitively know that one of them is an assassin, the other is a court operative, and the other is a ruthless young master from a family... …”
The black-robed warrior said, "Did you see anything?"
"It's only been updated a chapter, what can we see?" The man in Tsing Yi flipped through the newspaper: "Remove the content that introduces future technology, isn't this chapter about Liu Yu Chuan as a male high school student who is in class? Is it..."
"Did you pay attention to the content of the classroom teacher's lecture?"
The man in green clothes looked down and said, "Well... Are you saying 'Ideological and Moral Compulsory Course II "Political Life" is the main test site for these (myself Baidu)...'?"
The young man in white shrugged: "It's nothing. Although Mongolian school does not teach it, there are similar courses in Chinese school, right?"
"Really?" The black-robed warrior whispered, "But what do you think those test sites mean?"
The other two gradually came to understand, and the young man in the white shirt showed a little panic: "No way? This author doesn't want to write that kind of thing, right?"
"If he doesn't want to write, why put this sentence in the first chapter." The black-robed warrior hummed, "Just wait and see."
"The author named 'The Tree Man', I am afraid he wants to write a future without an emperor, aristocratic family, nobility, or even the honor of masters and servants."
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"Master, are you going back?"
Walking on the streets of the outer city, Jing Qingfen lowered the brim of her hat: "Go back."
The old butler asked, "Aren't you going to see the factories of the second, third, and fourth masters?"
"It's unnecessary, just send someone to take a look."
"It seems that the eldest young master makes the master very happy."
Jing Qingfen looked back at the old butler, who trembled and stopped there in a daze.
After a while, Jing Qingfen looked away and continued to walk. The old butler breathed a sigh of relief and found that his back was soaked with cold sweat.
"Ford, how many years have you been with me?"
"Forty-five years." The old housekeeper said respectfully: "Master, when you were seven years old, Fude was already your companion."
"Forty-five years ago, I'm so old that I can't even eat meat, and you are too old." Jing Qingfen looked at the vibrant young faces on the street, her eyes filled with envy. : "When I die, you can leave the Jing family and find a place to retire."
"My lord's blessings are like the East China Sea's longevity as compared to Nanshan Mountain, how could it be..."
"Don't talk about those coaxing nonsense. If I hadn't practiced interior warfare hard when I was young, I'd definitely be lying on the bed waiting to die, just like those rebels expected." Jing Qingfu snorted coldly. A voice: "Interior warfare can't make me live longer, but it can make me live a little better before I die."
"Fufu, I set up such a big game, pretending to be sick and delegating power, in order to choose the best head of the next generation of the Jing family." Jing Qingfu glanced at the old housekeeper: "I believe You don't dare to reveal my true situation - but you're probably thinking about getting in touch with the new owner in advance, right?"
Before waiting for the old housekeeper to answer, Jing Qingfen continued: "Don't get involved in it, you and I are just the remnants of the previous era, and it is impossible for the new owner to continue to use you—we, the former waves, Always be extinguished by those waves of the new era."
The old butler respectfully said: "Yes, sir."
Jing Qingfen nodded, and after walking for a while, he said leisurely, "However, I can also tell you—Zhengwei, it does make me very happy."
"Because he is following the greatest, most powerful, and wisest way in the world - the king's way! He is buying people's hearts and manipulating public opinion!"
"The kingship of kings lies in the support of the people. The kingship of businessmen lies in bribing people's hearts." Jing Qingfu pointed to himself: "Businessmen like us, at the beginning, almost always followed the evil way, domineering, extreme way, and using Power and material desire to control others, use intrigue and trickery to achieve goals.”
"But evil and domineering is a crooked and evil way after all, but it is difficult to win a moment's wealth, but it is difficult to win a great cause. The five major chambers of commerce of the Silver Blood Association, no matter how **** their road to start, almost all took the king's way in the end. Tingjia masters the arms factory , integrated with the Heyang Army, and won the support of all the soldiers; the Quan family came out of Quanyuan, and now he is the governor of Dongyang District; the Luo family hugged the thigh of Duke Hai and became the white gloves of the nobles..."
"Only our Jing family, only the Jing family, are still doing unpopular business!" Jing Qingfu gritted his teeth and said, "Although our Jing family is rich, rich, and strong, when we look at it, we can see it in all directions. It is an enemy, and the so-called ally also has coveted eyes!"
"The other four chambers of commerce are too big to fail. When they fall, the forces behind him will do their best to save them, and the resulting turmoil will make all other forces dare not act rashly!"
"Only our Jing family has no support from above and no support from below!"
"This warning from the Silver Blood Society is far from being as simple as it seems. If the Jing family can't walk out of a king's path before I die..." Jing Qingfu took a deep breath, her eyes darkened: "Silver Blood Sooner or later, I will take action against the Jing family."
The old housekeeper asked incredulously: "But, the internal affairs of the Jing family, the Silver Blood Association can't interfere, right? As long as the Jing family doesn't have an accident, how can the Silver Blood Association have any reason to treat the Jing family—"
"Isn't there a reason?" Jing Qingfan laughed: "Four sons split up."
The old butler was dumbfounded.
"As long as you get the support of the Silver Blood Association, the four rebels will definitely divide the Jing family of Nuoda. The clenched fist has become four fingers, and the Silver Blood Association will be much easier to deal with, and even The Silver Blood Guild no longer needs to do anything—the Jing family will no longer have a bright future, and the five major chambers of commerce will become the four largest chambers of commerce."
The old housekeeper thought: "That means the eldest young master..."
"No." Jing Qingfan shook his head: "Zhengwu, Zhengtang, and Zhengfeng are not disqualified either. Especially Zhengwu, his marriage contract with the Qin family is quite favorable. If the Jingqin two families join forces, the Silver Blood Club will also Don't dare to take it lightly."
The old butler was a little confused: "But sir, didn't you say that the kingly way is the best way out?"
"Then he has to walk out of the king's way." Jing Qingfen said: "If Zhengfeng can hold the general situation upright, forcing Zhengwu, Zhengtang, and Zhengfeng to give in to each other, or even take the initiative to help, then the head of the Jing family will be The position is naturally his."
"If he can't come out and die at the hands of the domineering, extreme, and evil brothers, then the kingly way he walks these days will also become the power of the new head of the family."
"For example, if he died in an attack the other day ~IndoMTL.com~ what's the point of the so-called kingly way?"
Jing Qingfen gently leaned on a cane: "Now he just uses newspapers to buy people's hearts and manipulate public opinion... Then he also has to learn how to use people's hearts and manipulate public opinion in order to maximize his own interests."
"There is a cloud, the benevolent is invincible, and there is a cloud, there is no traitor and no business."
The old butler smiled and said, "Perhaps, sir, you should call the eldest young master to listen to your teachings? Otherwise, I will secretly inform the eldest young master..."
"No." Jing Qingfen said lightly, "I hate him."
"Ah?" The old housekeeper was stunned. Jing Qingfen had been praising Jing Zhengwei all the time. He thought that the master fell in love with this eldest son.
"He didn't like me since he was a child, and when his mother died, I didn't want to care about him anymore." Jing Qingfen said: "I didn't know why I hated this son so much before, but now, I don't care about him anymore. Maybe understand..."
"That is the fear of natural enemies."
"Zhengwei is far darker, more cruel, and more treacherous than me." Jing Qingfen's eyes are getting brighter and brighter: "When he was a child, he hid his essence under the skin of a 'beautiful' human being, but now, he hides his own The essence of it is hidden in the 'kingdom'."
"Although I hate this son, I have to admit..."
"Jing Zhengwei may be the best heir to the Jing family."
"He was born a bad pus, despicable and shameless, with dirty blood dripping from every pore, and he pretended to be a righteous profiteer!"