When he reached Qian Sule's position, the consideration of marrying a daughter was no longer the character, knowledge and wealth of his husband's family.

The Northern Expedition Army had 400,000 troops and more than 200,000 troops. Under a command by Hou Xuanyan, the generals of the Northern Expedition lost their military power one after another, and a large number of troops were sent back to their original homeland. Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province instantly became the top priority in the world. In addition, this place is rich and powerful, no matter who is in power, he will not let anyone have nothing to do with him. He has such a high hope in Zhejiang. As long as Qian Sule is still alive, even if his daughter is outrageously ugly, Hou Xuanyan will have to marry her with tears. Fortunately, Qian Sule's daughter is slim, fair-skinned and handsome. Although she is not as good as Chen Yuanyuan and Bian Yujing, she can be regarded as a beauty. Moreover, the Qian family is a prominent family of several generations, and the wealthy daughter taught by the family has a different flavor from the brothel baby.

Qian Sule's subordinates' eyes lit up and they all showed excitement. Sun Jiaji even spoke directly: "Mr. Qian, there are pros and cons to this matter. Since ancient times, beauties are matched with heroes. If you are not Prince Yue, who can marry Mr. Qian's daughter."

Qian Sule stroked his beard and nodded under the earnest eyes of his subordinates. Hou Xuanyan needed the support of Zhejiang people. He also wanted to be closer to his commander. You should know that many of these people were generals of the Fourth Battalion of the Northern Expedition.

There was a commotion in the lobby, and Zhejiang civil and military officials congratulated Qian Sule together. Ma Shiying smiled particularly brightly and stood up and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Qian, I will go back to report my life. The prince is still waiting for my news."

Qian Sule stood up with a rare opportunity and said politely: "It's hard for Mage to come from afar. It's not too late to leave after lunch. Come and let me know when I go to my mansion. Don't leave if you are here today. Go to my mansion and use it before leaving."

All officials in Hangzhou were overjoyed. This was a good opportunity to have a good relationship with Shangguan. Ma Shiying was accustomed to being a human being, so he naturally refused to ruin the good things of these officials. Besides, since Qian Sule had a relationship with Hou Xuanyan, the future changes in Zhejiang were probably not much. This old boy is quite envious. Ma Shiying was quite envious and said in his heart: It’s a pity that my little elixir is not as good as her cousin. Oh, looking at a smart child...

In the Qian family's backyard, Qian Sule's wife held her daughter's hand and told Qian Wei about this.

Qian Wei's face turned red like a pomegranate with her mouth open. She lowered her head and fiddled with her skirt. Her mother patted her in her hand and asked, "You are talking."

"How can a daughter who is so embarrassed to speak up, it depends on her parents..."

Mrs. Qian held back her smile, and the maids around her laughed secretly. Qian Wei crawled into the quilt, and she stuck her butt back and shook her hands: "Go out, go out, you all go."

Mrs. Qian walked out of the door with a group of maids. Qian Wei got out of the quilt. Her pretty face was full of shame, and her thoughts returned to last year's winter. He led a group of fierce soldiers and knocked on his own door in the middle of the night. He hung his sword with his armor and his arms and he rode a tall horse, which was extremely majestic...

After a while, three smiling middle-aged women pushed open the door and walked into Miss Qian's boudoir and began to teach some unfathomable knowledge...

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There was a joy in the Jinling Palace. Hou Xuanyan had never been in this family for so long. The male owner of a wealthy family was like the sun in the sky. With Hou Xuanyan's house, it became alive.

Hou Xuanyan closed his door and thanked the guests for seven days, entrusting his name to recuperate, but in fact he let Zhao Yuanhua cleanse up. There was no unnecessary interrogation or arguing, and these steps were omitted. Many people were buried directly in the foothills of Qinglong Mountain. The money obtained from the house search was piled up with the national treasury, making the Minister of Revenue smiled happily. The Minister of Revenue in the Ming Dynasty was basically unlucky who had been quarreling with the emperor, and there was no more generous than him, and the Emperor's Majesty would not squander it now.

After Wanli, the Ming Dynasty seemed to be poor like grandson, but in fact there was no period comparable to the inflow of silver in the late Ming Dynasty. The three dynasties of Wanli, Tianqi, and Chongzhen, and the national treasury of Liaodong was empty, and the emperor would hang himself if he built a garden minister. In fact, in these three dynasties, the overseas trade of the Ming Dynasty was extremely developed, and the amount of silver inflow even reached 500 million taels.

All these white silver was divided up by the interest groups of merchants, civil servants and gentry. The imperial court and the northern people starved to death all the food squeezed out was handed over to the Guanning Army in Liaodong. These big families refused to pay even a little commercial tax. If any emperor dared to collect taxes from them, the civil servants in the court would scold the emperor, scold the tax supervisor, and "fight with reason"; local merchants and gentry would instigate some foolish people to cause trouble, gathering people to kill the tax supervisor and tax publicans; they would have to make those who were trying to collect taxes frustrated and never dared to covet their wealth before they could stop.

Now Hou Xuan is strong and powerful, and he is not an emperor. Don’t worry about their crying, making trouble, and having sex. Do you want to make trouble? Sorry, there is no chance. This time, the purge is to kill and then search the house, and finally convict it. Moreover, cleaning up the officialdom first and then dismantle the merchants is equivalent to cutting off his mouthpiece first. These wealthy families with bad hearts and bad intentions, the wealth accumulated by generations of people are being eaten by Hou Xuan.

In the inner courtyard of Hou's family, several wives and concubines sat leisurely in the courtyard, watching the blooming flowers in the garden, red, yellow, white, and flowers of all colors competed for beauty. Hou Xuanyan looked at it and didn't recognize half of them. The boxes of the most precious jewelry and an account book sent by the Ministry of Justice were placed on the ground. Hou Xuanyan flipped through the account book and smiled: "I have raised pigs for two hundred years in the Ming Dynasty and slaughtered by us. Today is equivalent to the New Year."

He sat in the stone pavilion, with a chair next to it, which was Huang Ying'er's position. The others stood beside him in a regular manner. Even if Huang Ying'er was still running around in the yard, no one sat in her position. Hou Xuanyan is now the prince, and if there is no rules, the family will inevitably be in chaos. Bian Yujing looked at the flowers all over the yard, and his pretty face was flushed, looking at the yard.

Hou Xuanyan laughed, reached out to call her over, and asked, "Saisai, do you recognize all the flowers in this courtyard?"

Bian Yujing smiled brightly, but his beautiful eyes kept looking at Chen Yuanyuan. The female family in the yard was small everywhere, but she wanted to suppress her head in front of Chen Yuanyuan. Chen Yuanyuan hated her teeth itched, but she had no choice. Bian Yujing admired the prince at that time and surrendered to the mansion, but she was stolen from the battlefield.

"Master, these flowers are all precious species and are rare. It just so happened that Nunu read a book of hundreds of flowers when he was young, and he was lucky enough to recognize them." These words were humble, but there was a little complacent expression in his tone.

Hou Xuanyan smiled embarrassedly, took out a big ruby ​​from the box, shining brightly in the pavilion, and said, "Saisai is so elegant and elegant. If you don't let everyone write a poem with my favorite flower, I will reward you with this one." After that, he looked around Bian Yujing's waist with malicious intentions.

Bian Yujing's face turned red, but in order to strengthen his favor, he didn't care about being ashamed.

Walking to the pavilion, he picked up the little pipa, played his bare hands and sang: "

Which one is the same as flowers or leaves? It blooms in a full moon.

The time for teaching a man to linger is limited, but the desire for being a slave is hard to end.

The plain water and snow sing two petals, and Yingwei is already radiant.

Looking back, the pink cry sounds tremble, and the elixir acupoint is still red.

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Hou Xuanyan was convinced and praised: "In ancient times, Cao Zijian made a poem in seven steps, and I made a poem in Saisai songs and lyrics. It was so elegant and elegant."
Chapter completed!