Chapter 145 Let’s go, the water in the capital is too deep
Chapter 145: Go Back, the Water in the Capital is Too Deep
"Thank you for your concern, Auntie. I'm fine this time."
Li Chengping smiled slightly and took out the gift he had prepared.
"Aunt, this is Suzhou's famous embroidery. Uncle Fan, this is some special product from Danzhou..."
"Chengping, just come if you want to. Why bring any gifts? Coming to Auntie's place is like coming home."
Liu Ruyu said this, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face.
Fan Jian's mouth twitched a few times: "Alright, go down quickly and tell the kitchen to prepare. The Third Prince is coming today so make sure to prepare some good food!"
"I know. You don't need to worry about this."
Liu Ruyu rolled her eyes at Fan Jian and asked the servant to leave with the gift, smiling.
As Liu Ruyu left, the originally cheerful atmosphere in the room became a little dull.
Li Chengping changed the subject and brought the topic to Fan Sizhe and Fan Xian.
"Uncle Fan, what are Master Fan and Sizhe doing recently? I haven't seen them for a long time."
Fan Jian sighed heavily.
"This kid Sizhe is still messing around with the bookstore. He's still as nonsensical as he was when he was a kid."
"Fan Xian is currently resting at home. I have recently found several girls to propose marriage to him, but this guy didn't like any of them."
"You've come at the right time. I'll call Fan Xian over and ask you to persuade him."
As he spoke, he called the servant outside the door in and gave him an order.
Not long after.
The servant brought Fan Xian over, and the moment Li Chengping saw him, he was stunned.
He remembered that when he first met Fan Xian, he was a young man full of vigor and vitality. Now, only a few months had passed, but he had become so haggard.
"Dad, I've already told you not to introduce any girls to me. I don't want to get married!"
Fan Xian looked impatient.
"Okay, I didn't ask you to talk about this today. You and the Third Prince are also friends. You young people can sit down and chat together. I'll go to the backyard to see what your aunt is busy with."
Fan Jian smiled helplessly, made up an excuse and left.
The room suddenly became quiet.
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.
In the end, it was Li Chengping who broke the deadlock.
"Mr. Fan, long time no see."
Fan Xian nodded, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.
Seeing Li Chengping, he couldn't help but recall the high spirits he had when he first entered the capital.
Later, with a series of events, he gradually lost his edge.
He resented Li Chengping at first, but later he gradually accepted the reality.
Sometimes when he thought about it carefully, Fan Xian realized that the reason why he was so popular in the capital was not because his father was Fan Jian.
It’s because of the financial power of the inner treasury in his hands!
Ever since he and Lin Wan'er cancelled their engagement, the Crown Prince and the Second Prince had never spoken to him again.
"Master Fan, I heard that Sizhe opened a bookstore in the city. Why don't we go there and take a look?"
"Ah."
Fan Xian nodded, seeming a little taciturn.
The two of them arrived at the door of the bookstore in a carriage.
The bookstore's business was pretty good. Fan Sizhe had just greeted a customer to sit down when he saw a carriage stop at the door.
Nowadays, anyone who can ride in a horse-drawn carriage must have some money.
The rich are coming!
Fan Sizhe's eyes lit up and he hurried to the carriage.
When he saw Li Chengping and Fan Xian getting off the carriage, he was stunned for a few seconds, then rushed over to give Li Chengping a big hug. "Master, this is the Third Prince!" The servant driving the carriage couldn't help but remind him.
Only then did Fan Sizhe realize the difference in their status and his expression became embarrassed, but Li Chengping didn't care.
Several people sat in the bookstore and chatted.
No one knew who leaked the news, but when officials in the capital learned that Li Chengping was at Danbo Bookstore, those officials who wanted to curry favor with him came one after another.
The bookstore's business was extremely booming this morning, and Fan Sizhe was grinning so hard that his mouth was almost crooked.
After dinner, several people drank tea and chatted in the backyard of Fan’s house.
"Sizhe, do you plan to guard this bookstore forever?"
Faced with Li Chengping's question, Fan Sizhe was stunned and thought for a moment.
"Cousin, this bookstore is only temporary. Once I have enough money, I will go to the north to do business. I have already inquired about it. As long as the goods from the north are transported to the capital, the profit will be at least ten times higher!"
"This thing is simply extremely profitable, it's a pity that I don't have the capital, otherwise I would have started it a long time ago!"
Fan Sizhe became more and more excited as he spoke, and even used a branch to describe the future development to Li Chengping on the ground.
His words made Fan Xian couldn't help but glance sideways, and then a basin of cold water was poured on him.
"Fan Sizhe, stop dreaming. If you want to set up a caravan, manpower is the most basic thing. Besides, there are many bandits and robbers along the way."
"If you want to transport the goods back safely, you will need to hire a group of experts to escort them. These people are a huge expense."
"With the little money the bookstore has now, you won't be able to collect it even if you wait another ten years!"
Upon hearing this, Fan Sizhe instantly became like an eggplant hit by frost, with his head drooping.
Fan Jian was originally opposed to him doing business, let alone spending money to support him.
He had originally planned to rely on the bookstore to accumulate his wealth slowly, but after hearing what Fan Xian said, he became confused again.
"Sizhe, I think your idea is good. I can take out a sum of money from the palace to support you. I can also equip you with two ninth-grade warriors. We will split the profits 50-50."
Li Chengping smiled slightly.
Fan Sizhe's eyes suddenly lit up, and he went up and hugged Li Chengping's arm.
"Cousin, you are really my brother. How can I have the nerve to split the money 50-50 since you provided both money and manpower? Let's split it 80-20. I only need 20% and earn some hard work fee."
"Eighty-two is too low. If my aunt knew I'd be scolded, I'd better split it fifty-fifty."
"That won't work. It has to be at least 73..."
After Fan Sizhe argued his case, it was finally decided to split the profits at 6:40.
"Cousin, when will your funds arrive?"
Seeing Fan Sizhe's expectant look, Li Chengping laughed: "Don't worry, just come to the palace to find me tomorrow morning."
They sat in Fan's house and chatted until the evening, then Li Chengping went back.
Before leaving, he turned around and patted Fan Xian lightly on the shoulder.
The moment his palm fell, Li Chengping felt that the invisible energy had locked him, and when he withdrew his palm, the mysterious aura disappeared again.
"Master Fan, Jingdu is a place full of disputes. In comparison, Danzhou is much more peaceful."
After saying that, Li Chengping got on the carriage and left.
Fan Xian stood there quietly, thinking about what he had just said in his mind, looking at the sunset in the sky with a hint of struggle in his eyes.
On the way, Zhang Han, who was in charge of driving the car, couldn't help but ask.
"Your Highness, why did you say those words to Fan Xian? He is just a small eighth-rank cultivator now. What is there to worry about?"
"You don't understand. It's true that Fan Xian is only an eighth-rank warrior, but the strength of the person behind him is unfathomable."
Li Chengping smiled faintly.
During the conversation this afternoon, he used his mental power to search for Wuzhu's whereabouts, but unfortunately he found nothing.
But his strong intuition told him that Wuzhu must be secretly monitoring him.
(End of this chapter)