Chapter 118: mob

Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen
Although Xue Mu is so interested in Yinzhuang currency, he wants to communicate with Puxiang, but currency and banking is not his expertise after all, and he is not even expert. To put it bluntly, I just saw the original form of the bank, and I was a little interested from the perspective of the "city lord". In fact, he did not know what role modern banking can play in this world, so he paid attention to it. It's not very high either.
From the perspective of his interest, in Yanyang Sect, he would like to contact Wen Hao, the suzerain. At that time, he told Pu Xiang that he would go to Yanyang Sect for a return visit, the main purpose was to see Wen Hao.
Don't look at this guy being beaten and crying by Xue Qingqiu, it seems to be embarrassing, but in fact, being beaten and crying by Xue Qingqiu is not at all embarrassing. He has an identity that Xue Mu attaches great importance to: a musician.
Music is the natural art of mankind. It is something that can develop naturally under any world system. Even if it is raining on bananas, it is purely natural music. Without any charm, it is very easy to cause human spiritual resonance or hearing. enjoy. Especially in this world, music can be developed as an accompanying discipline of martial arts, so the level of development is very high, and people also respect music masters. That's why Menglan "Qin Fairy" has risen.
But court officials and scholars who are biased towards social and humanities, fail to practice martial arts, and are discriminated against in literature, so they love music more. What's more, she still likes pure music, and her heart is very disgusted with the utilitarian music of Xingyue Zong Hehuan Sect, which uses charm and music to charm people.
Wen Hao, who was beaten up by Xue Qingqiu to be disheartened and sentimental to the mountains and rivers, was obviously more elegant than the original Yanyang Sect Master Wen, and lacked the charm of charm. In this world, there are many young people who are not able to learn martial arts. They like this feeling. In addition, Wen Hao's musical attainments are indeed very high, so he gradually gained some musical fame. Officials, scholars, arty businessmen, and even warriors who love this way, from time to time have such exchanges of landscape music, and spontaneously formed a concept similar to "club", which can be called "Lingzhou Music Association"? Wen Hao is almost the core leader of this "association".
What interests Xue Mu most is that these people's frequent musical exchanges have led to the gradual budding of lyrics and singing. They have begun to break away from the original form of folk songs. Visual observation continues to develop, and the poetry and poetry should also make considerable progress.
Even if Xue Mu doesn't appear, most of the world's literature will begin to grow slowly. There will be such soil in the peaceful age. Xue Mu is very interested in witnessing this development, and it has a very important role in promoting his Star-Moon Sect.
Speaking of this, the Yanyang School is very fun. Some people make money, some practice martial arts, and some play music. Without the unity of the "Tao", a sect that should have a common form has become a mob of all kinds. It is no longer a sect, and it is closer to a gang of Jianghu.
Xue Mu knew that Pu Xiang's banquet could not be only himself. Entertain the chief of Xingyue Sect and City Lord of Lingzhou, can he carry his own Sect Master? Obviously impossible.
Sure enough, as soon as I stepped into the box, I saw an old man with a clear appearance, who was closing his eyes and leaning on the back of the chair, tapping his fingers on the table leisurely, humming the tune.
Hearing the sound of Xue Mu entering the door, the old man stopped his tone and opened his eyes. Pu Xiang laughed and stood up to greet him: "Ms. Xue is hungry? Come, come and eat some cakes. What are you guys still waiting for? Go and let Old Wu serve food."
Xue Mu arched his hands and said: "There are some important tasks temporarily..."
"Eh, it's okay, Manager Xue is a busy man, unlike us who do nothing all day long." Pu Xiang pressed him on the first seat, took a plate of pastries and placed it in front of him: "Kou Fu Lou is a time-honored brand in Lingzhou, here The stuff is very good."
Xue Mu was not afraid of being poisoned by people. He ate a piece freely to confirm that it was not poisonous, and then gave the plate to Zhuo Qingqing: "I'll give it to everyone."
Zhuo Qingqing smiled and went to divide the cakes, and a different color flashed in Pu Xiang's eyes.
He saw too many people, and he could see that Xue Mu's eating first was not for the superiors, on the contrary, he was trying poison for the girls...
This kind of inadvertent warmth and cherishing of flowers is really easy to touch a woman's heart. It is not unreasonable that Xue Mu can be mixed in the Xingyue Sect.
"Mr. Xue is coming here, it is the face of my Yanyang Sect." Pu Xiang toasted a glass of wine and introduced the old man with a smile: "This is our Sovereign Wen."
Xue Mu had already expected it, and he raised his glass to salute: "Below is the fifty-generation disciple of Xingyue Sect. Sect Master Wen is my uncle. Xue Mujing uncle has a glass."
Wen Hao sighed sadly: "I'm old, Wen's cultivation base has not advanced but retreated in recent years, so I can't be a master uncle."
Xue Mu laughed: "These years, the cultivation base can't represent everything. Brother Pu Xiang and Xue's cultivation bases are shameless, don't they have some effect?"
Wen Hao also laughed: "That's true. Xingyue and Yanyang are both of you. In addition, it is said that there is a piano fairy who is very popular recently. It can be seen that the music is slowly being valued by the world. I feel so relieved."
Xue Mudao: "Music is an art that reflects human emotions. It can be ambitious, magnificent, and lyrical. Xue has always felt that the performance of the charm that accompanied martial arts is really biased."
Wen Hao's eyes lit up: "A true confidant."
Xue Mu said again: "I heard that Wen Shishu is quite famous among Lingzhou scholars and officials?"
Wen Hao waved his hand and sighed, "It's nothing more than a drunkard, what fame?"
"That's not necessarily." Xue Muruo smiled deeply.
At this moment, he hasn't planned to talk too deeply about the music matters. At present, Wen Hao still needs to observe-you must know that Wen Hao has a large number of officials, scholars and businessmen in the circle that Wen Hao is currently interacting with. This person really has a passion for the landscape. Or use this gesture to invite people's hearts and weave a net in Lingzhou?
He didn't go into details, but turned to Pu Xiang: "Real people have a sense of money, and Xue Mu admires it very much. To be honest, most people can't think of the money-gathering model of lending."
This is the topic that brought the topic to the bright side. Pu Xiang shook the glass and smiled: "At first it was only some foreign businessmen and friends who thought I was credible, and there was a sect behind them. They The large amounts of gold and silver that were inconvenient to take away were temporarily stored with me. One day I went to the casino and saw that the gamblers had lost all and looked for people to borrow money... I suddenly felt that those friends would have to pay one or two when they went. When I came back in 2016, I kept the money in my place, why not take it out to lend?"
Xue Mu sighed and said with a smile: "There are so many silver houses, it is nothing more than receiving a custody fee to make a profit. I don't dare to move about the deposit of gold and silver for fear of ruining the credit. Only real people can think of using money to make money."
Pu Xiang was a little proud of being praised, and he was laughing.
Xue Mu's smile became a little weird. He glanced at Wen Hao and said to Pu Xiang: "I wonder if the real person is interested in returning to Xingyue Sect? Xingyue Sect needs such talents."
Wen Hao was nervous.
An obscure light flashed in Puxiang's small eyes, and then he made an awe-inspiring appearance: "I have received great favor from the lord, and I have the full authority to delegate the finances of the sect. How can I abandon it? Hugh mention!"
Don't say Xue Mu, Zhuo Qingqing, who had been reminded by Xue Mu before, could see that this person really meant to re-enter the Xingyue Sect... Now he is acting like this, but in order to show his loyalty and courage, Self-inflicted. If Xue Mu really needed such talents, he would naturally be responsible for subduing Wen Hao, and Pu Xiang would not be suspected of being "rebellious", and would be "unwilling" to belong to the Xingyue Sect.
Zhuo Qingqing looked at Xue Mu and looked forward to it. Since the son was expecting everything, she wanted to know what the son would do.
Xue Mu just admired the authenticity: "Really a loyal and righteous man, Xue Mou admires even more. By the way, the real person's wealth is now very rich, right? Years into a daughter?"
"Where?" Pu Xiang waved his hand modestly: "Most of them are sect funds, I am Pu Xiang personally, um, it's almost a thousand dollars a year, not too much, not too much."
It seems humble, but it's full of complacency. Personal annual income is really not much in this world. Even if it is the suzerain of the super sect or the profiteers of Zongdao, although the money passed is only a number, it is not their personal money strictly speaking. I dare to say that the income is higher than Puxiang, I am afraid that there are not two slaps in the world. For Puxiang, who started from the poor and white Yanyang Sect, is definitely something to be proud of.
"As a real person, the efficiency of making money is high, unlike a fool like me..." Xue Mu sighed in admiration, and stretched out his hand to draw out two wooden cards from his arms: "In order to earn this mere two cards, just It took me more than ten days."
"Ms. Xue has just gotten started, don't you rush, eh? Wait..." Pu Xiang grabbed the sign and glanced at it. Suddenly, his eyes were almost bulging, and he jumped three feet high: "You said you use How long has it been?"
Zhuo Qingqing smiled.