After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"Nonsense!"

Concubine Jiang yelled, her hands on her knees, but couldn't help shaking violently.

Obviously, she actually knew what virtue her son was.

She turned to the emperor and said softly: "The emperor, Princess Baoyi is indifferent to inferiority and inferiority when entering the palace for the first time, and even slanders our reputation for beauty and calligraphy. It is really hateful. The woman who is right should take the title and confiscate the family property!"

"This……"

The old emperor was very frustrated.

He really wanted to have a palace banquet on the Lantern Festival. Everyone drank and talked about how well they talked. What these women were doing would always quarrel and make him panic.

The old lady of the Jiang family looked at him.

Xiao Yi also looked at him.

The imperial concubine and the princess are both people with a backstage, no matter who he favors, it is impossible to justify.

He hurriedly reached out and rubbed his forehead, and said with emotion: "I am old, even my ears are not working well! What the concubine said, I really can't hear you!"

Concubine Jiang was speechless.

In terms of the ability to pretend to be dead, the emperor dares to be the first, who dares to be the second?

Nan Baoyi was also speechless.

In terms of the ability to pretend to be dead, the old emperor is the first, and only her father dares to be the second in the world.

Worthy of being a pair of friendly big brothers.

She calmed her mind, her voice jokingly said: "The words of Concubine Jiang just now are slightly wrong. You said that I have no distinction between inferiority and inferiority, no big or small, but the status of the concubine is only from the first rank, and my status is right. First product. So to really talk about it, the imperial concubine should salute me."

Concubine Jiang's face was distorted.

She had forgotten that this little **** is the princess of the first grade!

The resentment towards the old emperor could not help but deepen.

This old man, it is enough to make her a princess, why do you have to emphasize that it is a good product!

The old emperor looked at the sky and pretended to be a dead gourd, only if he didn't see her anger.

Concubine Jiang Gui flicked malice in her eyes, and said: "I heard that your family opened a bank in Shengjing, but also made up a bunch of fancy things. What is the name, insurance? You instigated the people to deposit hard-earned money in your bank. , What do you mean to provide for them in the future... It’s not that the palace is talking about things, years later, who can predict? Maybe your bank has already closed down. It’s not known. Nan Baoyi, you are cheating the people and cheating my Nanyue son people!"

What a big hat.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help laughing.

She said crisply: "Dare to ask the imperial concubine, a prosperous country, shouldn't the old be nurtured and the young be supported?"

"natural."

"So, can Nanyue today be realized?"

"...Never."

"That's it." Nan Baoyi took out a purple bamboo fractured paper fan and wandered in the palace. "Nan Yue has no way to achieve'the elderly have support and the young have support', and my Nanjia bank is willing to do it for you. The Nan family has accumulated more than two hundred years of wealth and has a strong foundation. With the money the people deposit in the bank, we will focus on investing in more profitable places in exchange for more returns—"

"If you fail in investment, wouldn't the people's hard-earned money be wiped out?!"

Concubine Jiang Gui interrupted her impatiently.

Nan Baoyi shook his folding fan lightly: "No one can guarantee that all investments will be successful, and my Nanjia is no exception."

Concubine Jiang Gui smiled angrily, "Since it is a risky business, how dare you say anything?!"

"So, I will bother Mr. Shangshu from the Household Department." Nan Baoyi closed the folding fan and turned to a courtier with white hair and beard. "If we can cooperate with the treasury, then there will be almost no risk in all business of Nanjia Bank. In return, my grandmother offered to let the profit 30% to the treasury."

The whole hall is silent.

Concubine Jiang Gui has no financial accomplishments and has already been stunned.

The officials knew very well that the Nanjia was trying to win over the royal family as their platform for the bank.

Once the people learn that the Nanjia Bank is backed by the royal family and linked to the treasury, they will definitely trust the Nanjia and be willing to spend their monthly money to buy their various businesses.

Although the national treasury can get 30% of the profit, but...

There is no doubt that the interests of South Vietnam will be completely tied to the interests of the Nan family in the same boat.

Nanjia will rely on the bank to become the richest family in South Vietnam!

Hubu Shangshu sipped half a cup of wine.

The hard liquor entered his throat, and the old man's cheeks gradually became red.

He had already heard of the various businesses of the Nanjia Bank, which can be called a strange story from heaven, but it can also be called a whimsical idea beyond this dynasty.

He looked at Nan Baoyi.

After a long while, he rolled his sleeves and poured a bowl full of spirits.

He caressed his beard and smiled, "The elderly have support and the young have support. This has a huge effect on maintaining the peace of our South Vietnam. If the owner of Baoyi can show sincerity, the Ministry of Household is naturally willing to consider cooperating with Nanjia Bank. .Does the princess dare to drink this bowl of strong wine?"

Nan Baoyi squinted.

If you want to expand the bank, it is imperative to cooperate with the government.

She stepped forward without hesitation and sat down on her knees across from Shangshu.

She lifted the bowl of wine in fullness.

"Nan Jiaojiao, I'm a little thirsty."

A lazy voice came from behind.

Nan Baoyi understood that the Minister of Power wanted to do her for her.

However, this is after all her family affair.

She stared at the clear wine and said warmly: "My Nan family is born with a bold personality. It is only a bowl of wine, and it is personally poured by the householder Shangshu. I am honored, how can I not drink it?"

A sea bowl full of spirits.

The girl Zhu's lips lightly opened.

As the liquor entered her throat, she slowly raised her face.

The treasure hall has thousands of lights and glorious splendor, and the sparkling wine rolls from the corners of the girl's lips, along the white and slender neck, and sinks into the collar of the delicate makeup satin palace dress.

Her drinking posture is also extremely beautiful.

The dude in the hall looked a little silly.

Nan Baoyi finally drank the bowl of spirits and put the bowl firmly on the short case, "Master Shangshu?"

The old man nodded slightly and said, "The sincerity of the Nan family, this official has seen it. This is a big deal, and this official will lead the officials of the household department to talk in detail with the person in power in the Nan family."

Regardless of the six matters, no officials will ask the emperor for instructions.

Because he didn't understand it.

Therefore, the power of South Vietnamese officials is considerable.

Nan Baoyi's hanging heart was completely put back in his stomach.

Peacefulness.

Nan Baoyi knelt and sat back beside Xiao Yi, and quietly touched his bulging belly.

I want to go to the West Room to use the toilet...

Xiao Yi leaned in to her ear, and outsiders looked as if they were evaluating singing and dancing, but Nan Baoyi noticed that the servant was sniffing her.

She disliked: "Second brother?"

"Jiaojiao doesn't smell any alcohol at all."

Nan Baoyi quietly looked at Hubu Shangshu.

She whispered: "The bowl served by Hubu Shangshu is not wine at all, but white water. I wondered, maybe he just wanted to see my sincerity and didn't want to do anything to me."

Xiao Yi played with her pigtails and dragged the tone lazily, "Then we Jiaojiao, we are really cute, flowers bloom..."

"Second brother, I want to change clothes."

Xiao Yi looked down.

The palace skirt is wide, and there is no difference.

He stretched out his hand and touched her belly seriously.

He smiled: "It's really bulging."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Want to beat him.