Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 844: The Lingluo and the Silkworm Farmer

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The people on the stage couldn't take it anymore.

Wu Sheng had no choice but to change. In the past, in this troupe, people were rushing to get on stage, not to mention singing in the palace, but now, everyone's throats are smoking, and they can't hold back a few sips of tea.

With the sound of the gong and drum, Zhu Houzhao was happy.

The hands kept beating, and then, the old man Zhuge Liang came on stage and sang: "At the end of the Han Dynasty, the three points, the war is restless, lead the troops, resist Cao's soldiers, and decide the universe."

After singing, Zhu Houzhao clapped his hands excitedly: "Okay, okay..."

He looked back at the stiff-faced Empress Dowager Zhou: "Look, this is Zhuge Kongming... great-grandmother, this Kongming..."

"I know, I know." Zhou Shi nodded.

After listening to "Dingjun Mountain" patiently, the Empress Dowager said: "Ai's back is sore, I heard this today, Prince, it's getting late, you go back quickly, come in a few days."

Zhu Houzhao's intentions were still unfinished: "I can't, my father said that Sun Chen has to do his filial piety here and spend more time with the emperor's grandmother. If Sun Chen leaves, father will beat him."

The Empress Dowager trembled angrily: "He dares! The Ai family has nothing to do with him. You go back, your father will come to say hello tomorrow, and the Ai family has something to talk to him about."

Zhu Houzhao was still reluctant to let go, and reluctantly stood up: "Father has a bad temper."

"Aijia has a bad temper."

Only then did Zhu Houzhao say: "Then Sun Chen is leaving. In two days, Sun Chen will come again."

"Go." The Empress Dowager said kindly.

Zhu Houzhao left excitedly, and he didn't forget to turn his head. When he got out of Renshou Palace, he saw someone outside waiting for him with his waist down.

It's Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing looked at Zhu Houzhao with a smile: "Hello, Your Royal Highness."

Zhu Houzhao put his hands behind his back and ignored him.

Xiao Jing rushed forward: "Your Highness, I have something to ask."

Zhu Houzhao said angrily, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Jing had a pitiful look: "That Zhang Zhaotian, the crime is obvious, he actually deceived His Majesty and everyone in the upper and lower ranks, he is the eunuch of the imperial horse supervisor, and he is in charge of the warrior camp. In the warrior camp, he buys officials and sells them. Officer, the Warriors Battalion has already been corrupted..."

Zhu Houzhao then shouted, "Why are you so wordy."

Xiao Jing shuddered, and immediately said: "What this servant means is that this servant is in charge of the warrior battalion now, but this servant does not know anything about military training, and His Royal Highness, who is familiar with the art of war, is very clear about the way of training soldiers. The slaves are thinking, this warrior camp..."

"No time, get out!"

Zhu Houzhao said something and walked away quickly.

"..." Xiao Jing was a little confused.

Zhu Hou took a picture of the Daming Palace.

It was very late, and Liu Jin was still waiting outside. It was a dark day, and he was happy to roll up his sleeves by himself, or find something to eat contentedly.

Seeing His Highness the Crown Prince coming out, Liu Jin hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.

Zhu Houzhao just nodded and said, "Go, go back."

"oh."

"Where's your grandpa?"

"He went back early." Liu Jin said.

Zhu Houzhao nodded again, and rode on the horse, but after leaving the Meridian Gate, there was a new city, but there were countless lights in the new city.

"What's going on?"

"Many ministers stayed and slept here overnight."

Zhu Houzhao looked surprised: "Thinking about it, they must have worked very hard. They may not be sure. They will enter the palace tomorrow, and they will not go home too far. Otherwise, running back and forth, running such a long distance is indeed exhausting. Sleeping here is indeed a good idea." , at least to avoid the pain of running around, that's good."

Zhu Houzhao was happy.

He wished so.

But Liu Jin said: "Your Highness, they... are here to rob the house."

"House grabbing..."

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Liu Zhengjing, who slept here in the open, couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. He got up with his clothes on. At night, it was a little cold. Looking at the distance, the countless craftsmen were also sleeping in the shed, perhaps because they were too tired during the day, and they were all snoring.

Even if the salary of these craftsmen is generous, it is only a few taels of silver a month.

A few taels of silver is really a lot for ordinary people, but the mansions they build are random, all are ten thousand, twenty thousand taels of silver, or even higher.

Those who are covered in silkworms are not silkworm farmers.

Relying on their meager salary, let alone a lifetime, even a few lifetimes, they would never dare to hope to live here.

This place is definitely not prepared for them.

But even so...

Occasionally……

The sky is slightly brighter.

It seems that someone has turned over, or the craftsman brought a woman. They whispered in their sheds, as if they were saying something: "I earned money this year, and I will buy some new clothes for the children at the end of the year..."

They... seem to be very satisfied with their current life.

Even if they never know what wealth is.

Not to mention, how many people in the mansion they built eagerly used the wealth they had seen in their entire lives, and the catchers stayed up late to line up here to give it away.

But they are still very satisfied, even if it is just enough to eat every meal, buy a few more clothes for the child, send the child to school barely, and learn simple reading and writing, they also feel that such a day is like heaven.

Liu Zhengjing's eyes were a little moist.

Once upon a time, I slammed the country, and when I was young, I seemed to have had ideals.

But now, with the ups and downs of the officialdom, those memories have long been dusted.

In the shed, there seemed to be another voice: "Thanks to Zhu Engong and Fang Engong, if it weren't for them, there would be no place for us..."

Zhu Engong...Fang Engong...

Now Liu Zhengjing could only wish to chop up Fang's surname into meat paste with a kitchen knife, put a little salt, pinch a few shallots, add a piece of ginger, and stew this fellow.

But how could he have thought that the craftsman in the dark shed would actually call this man benefactor.

The woman said: "Yes, the two benefactors, Lord Wandai, if it weren't for them, we wouldn't know where we would have died. In the past, I always felt that it was really difficult to live. If there is a last meal, there will be no next meal. In a calamity year, we will be hungry. In a good year, the gentlemen are unwilling to take out the land for farming. They would rather leave it unused than rent it. Our family, young and old, left our hometown and thought we would starve to death or freeze to death. Looking for a full meal, you see, the children are all tall, I really don't know how to thank them... eh..."

"Okay, okay, let's make a fire and cook..."

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"..." Liu Zhengjing couldn't understand many things.

In his eyes, such an ugly person has become a savior in the eyes of countless ordinary people.

Liu Zhengjing lowered her head and remained silent.

He frowned.

The darkness passed quickly, and the dawn first appeared, and this light shone on the earth like a sword.

But at this moment, Liu Zhengjing had no time to think about it.

Some damned people, sneaky, had already stood in front of the sales shed first.

There are a few older ones who stacked a few bricks and just sat like this.

Liu Zhengjing hurriedly followed, his position was not too far ahead, and he was a little anxious.

There were hundreds of people who stayed here last night.

But at dawn, there were even more people, many of whom rushed over overnight.

I think I heard the news yesterday that Xincheng is safe and the price has skyrocketed, and I am crazy.

Many of the people who came were big households in Beijing, and there were also quite a few wealthy businessmen.

They rushed over overnight, everyone was in a panic, and the number of people has exceeded a thousand.

All of a sudden, everyone was anxious, everyone pushed and shoved, even ordinary wealthy businessmen who were afraid of officials and lords, their eyes were red with anxiety, everyone pushed desperately, but the more they pushed, the more they felt Significantly anxious.

In the distance... Countless craftsmen and apprentices have already started to work. They are looking at these gentlemen who are usually aloof from a distance, and now they are in such a mess, it is incomprehensible.

More and more people began to appear.

Even the rich families in Beitongzhou got the news.

Beitongzhou is a thoroughfare, and there are so many merchants, people flock here one after another, just to occupy a place.

Wang Jinyuan came here panting, and was terrified when he saw this grand occasion.

Today... I am afraid I will be beaten again.

He bite the bullet and shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't get excited, don't squeeze, you are all people who read sage books, why squeeze?"

Everyone was yelling and cursing: "Damn Fang Jifan, you have no conscience, what kind of politeness is there with you, Fang Jifan?"

"This dog-like thing..."

Everyone is yelling.

Some people were blushing and pushing, but they looked like they wanted to eat Fang Jifan raw.

The house is not allowed to be bought, but this does not prevent them from scolding Fang Jifan, a brat.

Don't scold, and keep it for the New Year?

Such a thing that is not as good as a pig or a dog, it would be very kind not to shoot him to death.

Wang Jinyuan suddenly lost his temper.

Because he found that no matter what he said, there would be a burst of scolding.

He had no choice but to order someone to directly prepare the contract.

The people who entered the sales shed first held the bank notes of Xishan Bank in their hands.

After all, it is impossible for everyone to bring thousands of taels of silver.

The best way is to send the silver to the Xishan Bank and exchange it for bank notes. Anyway, Xishan Jianye recognizes these bank notes, and these bank notes are very convenient to use, especially when it comes to large transactions.

"Hurry up, hurry up, sign and pledge, and pay the money."

The office staff in the shed are impatient.

The person who rushed in seemed very unwilling: "Where is the land, can I go and see first, so much money, I have to take a look."

"Oh, the next one."

"what do you mean……"

"Look? What do you think?" Wang Jinyuan said from the side: "You should see how many people are behind. We don't have the time to take them one by one to see. If you want to buy, buy it. If you don't buy it, someone will grab it."

"Come on, get a copy of the map and give it to him."

A map was given to someone who came, who lowered his head and searched hard, but in fact, his mind was in a daze, and he didn't have time to look at it carefully.

In the end, he obediently handed over the banknote, and when the banknote was put on the counter, his heart...was bleeding, his wealth and life, this was his own wealth and life, his wealth and life, exchanged for the light silver banknote , In the end, a stack of banknotes was exchanged for a frivolous contract.

When signing the signature, his hands couldn't help shaking, as if he was a little angry: "Damn Fang Jifan!"

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