After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

The girls from Baihuafang danced gracefully, but Chen Futu's gaze fell on Widow Yan.

Yan Qing sensed something and raised her watery eyes.

The two looked into each other's eyes, and Chen Futu raised his cup to her and smiled in return.

Yan Qing smiled upon seeing this, her gentle face exuding a graceful and charming aura.

Chen Futu now fully understands why Boss Cao likes mature women. With Yan Qing's voluptuous figure, which man wouldn't be tempted?

While they were pondering, a commotion arose outside, and the dancing courtesans stopped their movements.

Liu Wei arrived swaggering in with a group of servants.

The wealthy businessmen present all changed their expressions upon seeing him; some were wary, some harbored resentment in their eyes, and most were simply terrified.

"Wow, what day is it today? There are so many people."

Liu Wei swaggered around, hands in his sleeves, surveying the crowd before finally fixing his gaze on Yan Qing. "I didn't expect Sister Yan to be here too."

Yan Qing said indifferently, "Why is Young Master Liu here?"

"Hehe, I heard that a distinguished person has come to Longcheng to discuss business with everyone. I thought I'd join in the fun and make a fortune."

Liu Wei did not show his usual ferocity. After he finished speaking, he tilted his head and looked at Chen Futu, who was sitting in the main seat.

Chen Futu smiled and met his gaze. "You must be the son of Prefect Liu? I apologize, but if I had known you were interested, I would have sent someone to deliver a letter."

"Young Master Qin, are you unaware of the animosity between the Great Qian and the Northern Frontier? You come alone; are you disrespecting my father?"

"Young Master Liu is joking. I am just a merchant who only knows how to earn a meager living. Matters of state and military affairs are none of my concern."

"Tsk tsk, you're good at making excuses for yourself. Your surname is Qin, and that big shot in Longcheng also has the surname Qin. Are you perhaps a relative of hers?"

Liu Wei squinted and went straight to the point. His words silenced the banquet hall, and even Yan Qing looked surprised.

Like all women in the world, she greatly admired Qin Liangyu. Qin Liangyu was a role model for women. If the young Qin before her was truly her younger brother, and Liu Wei made a move against him, Chuzhou would likely suffer immense devastation, and their business would be completely ruined.

Everyone tensed up as soon as Liu Wei said those words.

Chen Futu put down his wine cup and replied with a smile, "Young Master Liu guessed right. I am General Qin's sworn brother. When my caravan encountered a battle, she happened to save me. After that, I changed my surname to Qin. My connections in the Northern Frontier were all granted by Qin Liangjun."

Upon hearing this, the vast Red Moon Tower fell into a deathly silence.

Some were delighted, while others were filled with apprehension.

Surprisingly, this young master Qin actually admitted it; what's frightening is what Liu Wei might do?

Will he take action?

The consequences of him killing Young Master Qin are obvious!

"How dare you!" Liu Wei glared fiercely, "As Qin Liangyu's man, how dare you swagger into Chuzhou City!"

“Young Master Liu, I am not a soldier, but a businessman. I pose no threat to Chuzhou. You do not need to threaten me with your words. I am hosting this banquet tonight for everyone’s livelihood. Are you trying to cut off everyone’s source of income?”

As the hat was put on, Liu Wei's expression changed repeatedly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that many wealthy businessmen present were shaking their heads at him, signaling him not to act impulsively.

This young master Qin is not to be messed with.

Chuzhou is too close to the northern frontier and cannot withstand the wrath of the Prince of Zhenbei and Qin Liangyu. Once the northern cavalry breaches the city gates, everyone will die together, and the foundation built over many years will be destroyed in an instant.

Moreover, Prefect Liu has not taken any action, which means he probably doesn't want to provoke such a being, and simply can't afford to.

An Jingsi sat behind Chen Futu, staring intently at Liu Wei.

Liu Wei felt a chill run down his spine under Qin Futu's gaze, but his expression instantly changed to a smile. He went to Chen Futu's side and poured a glass of wine. "Young Master Qin, I was just joking. I also enjoy doing business."

"is it?"

Chen Futu's heart stirred; this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled brat) indeed dared not make a move.

The reason he revealed his identity as Qin Liangyu's sworn brother was to increase his influence in the eyes of the merchants and to make it easier for him to communicate with Liu Wei on the same level.

Moreover, at this stage, the overall plan is almost complete.

If I'm not mistaken, the Liu family will first try to appease him, and then secretly contact Sun Chengzong, the Prince of Kaiping, to deal with him. Unfortunately, it will take time for Sun Chengzong to arrive, and it will be too late to stop his plundering plan.

At the ensuing banquet, Chen Futu and Liu Wei became sworn brothers, feigning friendship and even pliing him with a considerable amount of wine.

Liu Wei was drunk, and with his arm around Chen Futu's shoulder, he mumbled incoherently, "I've long heard that General Qin is incredibly beautiful, and I've admired her for a long time. I wonder if Brother Qin could introduce me to her, hehe..."

Chen Futu raised an eyebrow. "What do you want to do?"

"Of course I want to marry her. If you agree, my father and I are willing to surrender to the Northern Frontier."

Liu Wei started talking nonsense.

Everyone present lowered their heads, pretending not to hear.

A flash of murderous intent crossed Chen Futu's eyes, and he sneered, "Fine, I'll let you meet her sometime."

"Then thank you in advance, Brother Qin."

Liu Wei grabbed the wine glass and gulped down another batch of drinks.

Suddenly, another commotion broke out outside.

A bodyguard disguised as a servant came in to report: "Young master, a lot of refugees have arrived outside. They hope that you and the gentlemen present can open the granaries to provide relief and save the people."

"Let's go out and take a look."

Chen Futu stood up, grabbed the drunken Liu Wei, and the others left the Red Moon Tower together.

The streets were filled with people, all dressed in rags, kneeling in a dense, dark mass, numbering at least several hundred.

"Gentlemen, please have mercy on us, we really can't make ends meet anymore."

"Yes, you can't just abandon us. The fields are all flooded now, how are we supposed to survive?"

The streets were filled with wailing.

Yan Qing looked at these people, his eyes filled with pity.

She actually wanted to provide disaster relief, but Liu Wendong, the prefect, made no move. If the merchants insisted on taking the lead, wouldn't that be a slap in the face to Lord Liu? If some things break the rules, it will give some people an excuse to plunder family property.

The merchants looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

Chen Futu asked the drunken Liu Wei, "Young Master Liu, what do you think of this..."

"Hmph, a bunch of lowly commoners, where did you sneak into the city from?" Liu Wei, hiccuping from drinking, grabbed a refugee by the collar and cursed menacingly, "Tell me, how did you sneak into the city!"

"Young master, we had no choice. The government has to give us an explanation."

"You still dare to ask me for an explanation?"

Enraged, Liu Wei slapped the refugee across the face with both hands, leaving him bruised and swollen, before finally kicking him to the ground.

"Men, summon the garrison troops and arrest all these peasants!"

Liu Weiyi issued the order under his command.

Chen Futu interjected, "Young Master Liu, wait a minute. Wouldn't it be too easy for them to be imprisoned?"

Liu Wei slapped his forehead and grinned at Chen Futu: "That's right, I'm not stupid enough to expect them to eat and stay for free after I'm in jail!"

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter, clearly two spoiled brats.

To outsiders, the two of them at this moment seem like a pair of lovebirds, a perfect match.