The North District of Shangjing City is a gathering place for officials and merchants. It is lined with courtyards and has an elegant environment. It is the most livable area except Dongcheng District. Almost 90% of the rich and powerful people live here. In the center of Beicheng District, there is a courtyard that stretches as far as the eye can see. It is even more grand and spacious than the prince's mansion. At this time, there was a middle-aged man in purple clothes standing at the door of a wing room in the courtyard. His face was full of worry. His raised right hand stayed in the air. He wanted to knock on the door, but he had hesitation. , went back and forth several times, but still no sound. "Rong'er, it's dad, can you open the door?" After hesitating for a while, the middle-aged man reached out and knocked gently twice, and called into the room as gently as possible. The man waited for half a cup of tea, but there was no movement in the house. The look on his face was even more anxious, and then he raised his hand to knock on the door again. "Squeak!" The door opened from the inside, revealing a delicate little head with two playful big braids. Seeing the middle-aged man's face, he said respectfully: "Master, the lady said she doesn't want to see you." "Hey! Cuibi, wait." Seeing the little girl trying to close the door, the man immediately stepped forward to stop him, but he was wary and did not dare to enter directly. He could only put on a smile and said to the little girl: "Cuibi "Tell Rong'er that I will take her hunting and leave immediately." "Dad, it's useless. My daughter doesn't want to see anyone anymore. Cuibi, close the door. Just when the man is complacent about his idea." , there was a sound of grievance in the room, which made his heart hurt. "Bang!" Looking at the door that was immediately closed, the man smiled bitterly. He really didn't know how else to trick his daughter into coming out. In the past two days, he had used all thirty-six strategies, including deception and abduction, but all of them were rejected. Outside the door. "Hmph! Yu Zimo." The man drank in a low voice, angrily walked towards the winding corridor in the distance, and disappeared at the end of the corridor after a while. "Cuibi, how will I see anyone in the future? This shameful place was scratched by a man and I'm so bruised that I'm going to die." After the man left, in the side room There was another soft sound. "Hee hee! Miss, what does that man look like?" "Youstill ask this question, because he is very handsome, but so what, he is still a man." " Since he is handsome, wouldn't it be a good idea if you make him your uncle?" "You you are a dead girl." There was a burst of playfulness in the room, but it was not as miserable as the man imagined. ¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤ Yang Mansion in Beicheng District is the residence of Yang Ye, the richest man in the Que Dynasty and the Minister of Finance. Yang Ye can be said to be a legend in the Que Dynasty business world. Although the Yang family was originally a wealthy family, it was not yet the richest man in the Que Dynasty. It was Yang Ye who relied on his extraordinary courage and ability to use various strategies and calculations to win the title of the richest man in the Que Dynasty. In just twenty years, the Yang family became the richest man in the Que Dynasty, and he himself was appointed by the late emperor as the Minister of Finance, overseeing all the financial revenue and expenditure of the Que Dynasty. This is also the shrewdness of the late emperor. The position of Minister of Finance is the biggest advantage. I don¡¯t know how many people squeezed their heads to get in, but it happened to fall into the hands of the richest person. From then on, the finance of the Que Dynasty Not only was there a surplus every year, but also when there were some local disasters, Yang Ye paid for the disaster relief himself, which really killed two birds with one stone. But Yang Ye didn¡¯t really care. The amount of money he spent every year was just a drop in the bucket for him. The reputation he had won in both the government and the public could be enough for him to earn back several times if he used it well. On this day, a luxurious carriage drove up from the distance of Yang Mansion and stopped directly at the door. A handsome young man stepped out from the top. He looked at the majestic mansion in front of him, and there was a trace of bitterness in the corner of his mouth. Today is so beautiful. Sin, I¡¯m afraid it¡¯s hard to please. "Zhao Xing, take the gift and come with me." The handsome man is Yu Zimo who came to Yang Mansion to plead guilty. Today he was fighting alone for the first time. None of the inhumane people in the store were willing to accompany him. Even Ruotian didn't know who had tricked him out. In the end, he was alone. Take this road of failure or death. Thinking of the farewell scene of several people before he went out, it was like sending away a god of plague. Long Xiang walked up to him and said earnestly, asking him to be patient, and whether they could spend the rest of their lives as much as they wanted. , it¡¯s all on me, damn, these bastards have plans to sell me into the Yang family. Almighty Satan, let them all get hemorrhoids. "This little brother, can you please let me know that Yu Zimo from Shangri-La Hotel is visiting." When he walked to the gate, Yu Zimo walked towards a doorman with a full face.He said with a smile, and took out ten taels of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it into the other party's hand. The servant weighed the money and curled his lips, as if he was not satisfied, but he still walked to the door. ¡°Damn it, this is indeed the mansion of the richest man. Even a janitor looks down on ten taels of silver. Damn it, how much money do you have to pay every month to have such a look like money is like dirt? After about a cup of tea, the servant walked out slowly, looked up at Yu Zimo, and said two words, "Let's go." Then he turned around and walked in, looking like you love him. The expression of not coming. What is a big courtyard and a big family? Now Yu Zimo has really seen it with his own eyes. When he went to Sun Nan's mansion to participate in the Flower Viewing Festival in Baiyun City, he left a little dizzy, but if you compare that with the Yang Mansion , let me tell you, it is simply a comparison between an adobe house in the countryside and a large villa with a sea view. One is in the sky and the other is on the ground. It is a completely overlooking mentality. Yu Zimo no longer remembers how many winding corridors he walked. No wonder it took so long for the servant to report. Now he feels that if Yang Ye wants to embarrass him, he doesn't need to tear him into pieces, as long as he doesn't let anyone take him out. , then he will probably die of old age in the Yang Mansion for the rest of his life. The servant led Yu Zimo around and around to an elegantly decorated hall. The hall was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood. All the furniture was made of precious huanghuali. Yu Zimo had just sat down. Not long after he got off the table, a pretty maid placed a cup of tea next to him. He took a sip and the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth. Damn it, even the tea is Tianxiangju¡¯s top-quality Luo tobacco. I heard that this damn girl produces ten kilograms every year, five kilograms of which are tributes, and the remaining five kilograms cost hundreds of thousands of taels a kilogram. I don¡¯t even have that. He had the courage to buy it, but when it was his turn to buy it, it had already been picked up by the wealthy people in the capital.