coobybook Chapter 521 Choosing a Team
Chapter 521 Choosing a Team
Chapter 521 Choosing a Team
"Besides, since Qiushan has the good fortune to study at Wenyuan Academy, he will definitely enter the officialdom in the future. Just think about it, if his family can pave the way for this child's official career and reduce the obstacles on his way forward, then..."
Bowen paused slightly when he said this, and looked at Long Ye meaningfully.
With the Long family's abundant financial resources, it wouldn't be difficult for them to take in the disaster-stricken people from Jinan's Yangfu City. But he couldn't say this.
Of course, Master Long understood what he was saying. He slapped his thigh and said loudly, "Master, you are absolutely right! I was planning to do the same thing! However, I have no experience in this matter and don't know where to start. And now, you, Master, have come and asked you to take charge of distributing rice to the people of Nanyang Prefecture to help them with the disaster relief. What do you think?"
"I...I..." Bowen was slightly startled, then suddenly realized that Lord Long was clearly giving him a great gift! He was trying to win him over by offering him alms. It seemed that Lord Long was truly not a simple person.
After a brief pause, he quickly responded, "Sure, no problem!"
Upon seeing this, Lord Long hurriedly bowed respectfully and said, "That's great! I'll have my steward prepare it right away. I can't say anything else, but as for rice, I have plenty at Dilong Villa, and I'm sure the people of Nanyang City will have enough to eat."
Ever since the city started selling sweet potato flour and sweet potato cakes, people all went to buy those cheap foods, and no one was interested in buying his rice, which cost 80 wen per dou.
The rice I stockpiled two years ago is still sitting there. If this continues, it will be worth even less next autumn. I might as well take this opportunity to use it to pave the way for my son; maybe it will bring me even greater benefits in the future.
Bowen showed a look of relief and said, "In that case, on behalf of the people of Nanyang Prefecture, I would like to thank Lord Long for this kind act."
Lord Long quickly waved his hand, "Master, you shouldn't be so generous. This is our duty as citizens of Dayan."
Seeing that the time was ripe, Bowen understood that since Lord Long had sent his only son to Wenyuan Academy, to some extent, it was equivalent to indirectly joining the prince's camp.
He looked at Lord Long solemnly, "Lord Long, I'm sure you're also aware of the current situation in the Great Yan Kingdom. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the legitimate heir, of good family descent. Unfortunately, the treacherous concubine is currently wielding immense power, deceiving His Majesty."
Since you have already sided with the Crown Prince and are working for him, once he inherits the throne and rules the country, Qiu Shan, with his deep connection to the Crown Prince, will undoubtedly be highly valued by His Royal Highness. Since ancient times, the eldest son of the legitimate wife has been appointed as the heir; this is in accordance with Heaven's will and cannot be disobeyed."
Long Ye wore a faint smile on his face and said nothing much. He simply responded modestly, "Sir, you are absolutely right. I am merely a businessman, and my knowledge of the court situation is limited. I will rely on your guidance in everything."
After saying this, Master Long turned to the steward beside him and ordered, "What are you still standing there for? Take the Master to the backyard and have a good rest. Prepare some of our village's best wine and food. Don't neglect the Master."
Then, Long Ye turned around, faced Bowen, and bowed. "Master, you must be very tired after the long journey. Please go to the backyard and rest. I will immediately make all the arrangements for the rice donation and disaster relief. Once everything is ready, I will notify you immediately."
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Long." Bowen nodded slightly and responded politely. Then he stood up and took Ji Feng with him, and walked towards the backyard under the guidance of the housekeeper.
After Bowen walked away, Long Er flashed out from behind the screen and said, "Brother, the old man's words clearly mean that he wants us to choose sides. Think about it, the rice business in the entire prefecture has always relied on the care of the county magistrate. We can raise the price of rice to a high price of 80 wen, and we still have to pay dividends to that corrupt official regularly. If we rashly donate rice, wouldn't that be openly opposing the government?"
Long Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. "I'm going to meet Luo Jing'an and get a feel for him to see what he thinks about this matter. We'll side with whoever is useful to Qiushan. Also, keep a close eye on that blog post. Don't let it cause any more trouble. Everything will be decided after I return."
After saying this, Long Ye walked out. Recalling the time when he sent Qiu Shan to the capital to study, he simply thought that Wenyuan Academy was the premier institution of learning in Dayan, and that it would allow his son to broaden his horizons, learn more, and make some useful friends in the capital.
He never imagined that he would be caught up in the vortex of the imperial power struggle. To him, who sat on the throne was not important. He only hoped that his son could smoothly enter the official career and seek an official position.
After all, if he didn't have power to support himself, he would face a catastrophic disaster one day if he had worked hard to build such a huge family business.
Inside the Baihua Tower, the sounds of stringed instruments and cheerful laughter intertwined.
"Hey, Mr. Long, what a rare guest!" Madam Yang, heavily made up, swayed her waist and came forward with a fawning look on her face. "What's the wind that brings such a busy man like you here today?"
Lord Long glanced at Mother Yang impatiently and said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm going to see Lord Luo."
Mother Yang immediately put away her exaggerated smile, put on a polite look, pointed towards the second floor, and said, "Master Luo is in private room number one on the second floor. He has been staying there for a month."
Without saying anything, Long Ye strode straight to the second floor. When he arrived outside the No. 1 private room, two burly guards from Baihualou were standing guard at the door.
Seeing that it was Lord Long, the guards dared not stop him. They quickly bent their bodies and were about to move aside when Lord Long shouted, "You, go in and tell them."
"Yes, Lord Long," the guard replied timidly, pushing open the door to Room 1. Instantly, a strong, almost pungent aroma wafted out of the room, and Lord Long subconsciously pinched his nose.
Soon, the guard came out hurriedly, "Master Long, Lord Luo wants you to come in."
Lord Long rolled his eyes secretly, and the moment he stepped through the door, his face had already changed into a different expression.
Inside the room, Luo Jingan lay half-reclining on a soft couch, his clothes disheveled, with two women in bellybands leaning on either side. Long Ye glanced at the scene and quickly lowered his head.
"Lord Luo, I have something urgent to discuss with you."
Luo Jingan was happily drinking the wine fed to him mouth-to-mouth by the beauty beside him. When he heard what Long Ye said, he said nonchalantly, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't disturb my pleasure for no reason."
Lord Long suppressed his inner disgust and said, "Lord Luo, I have always been concerned about my son's career. I wonder if Lord Luo has mentioned this to Lord Liu before?"