One hundred and fifty acres per acre, plus a job for him in the prince's mansion. Ma Laoliu felt as if he was in a dream, and it was also a dream of spring and autumn filled with gold, silver and jewelry.
The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister!
And even the prime minister's house is not as noble as the princes in the Ming Dynasty. If ordinary people can have the opportunity to enter the prince's house, it will be even more exciting than being an official in high school. After all, except for the three people who are the first-level Jinshi
Except for others, even if they become officials, they only start as seventh-grade county magistrates.
But if you can become a member of the Duke's Mansion, you will represent the Duke's Mansion when you step out. Even if the seventh-grade county magistrate cannot say that he is nodding and bowing to you, at least he will not dare to offend you easily.
Not to mention the stunned old man on the side, even Ma Laoliu's mother opened the broken door and walked out. .??.
"Liuzi, you think you should sell it."
Facing his mother's persuasion, Ma Laoliu suddenly fell silent, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
The old man from the Huaiyuan Marquis Mansion smiled even more and kept adding more fuel and jealousy, "How do you think? Do you want to sell it at this price or not?"
Ma Laoliu looked up at the old man, then turned to look at the old man in Liang Guogong's mansion.
"Hahaha, don't look at him. Although he is the steward of Duke Liang's Mansion, he is just a member of Duke Liang's clan. He has already served five times, and he is not the only steward of Duke Liang's Mansion.
But I am different. I am the uncle of Marquis Huaiyuan. Although it is superficial, I can at least speak in front of Marquis Huaiyuan.
You can ask Old Man Lan, is he qualified to meet Duke Liang?"
Old Man Lan was ridiculed for a while and became very angry. He looked at the old man with evil eyes, full of threats.
However, these threats of his may have miraculous effects on ordinary people, but for the old man, he did not take his threats seriously at all. He really had no way to deal with the old man.
Seeing that the anger between the two was getting bigger and bigger, Ma Laoliu made up his mind and said quickly: "Thank you two nobles for your kindness, but my father fought for his life to get this land. I don't dare to do it."
sold."
As soon as these words came out, Old Lan suddenly laughed, while the old man looked at Ma Laoliu with a solemn expression, annoyance on his face.
"What do you mean, you don't want to sell anymore?" The old man said in a bad tone, staring at Ma Laoliu. If it were in the past, he would not be polite to Ma Laoliu, but now he has to
He suppressed his anger and continued to discuss with him.
"This is the land my father left to us. No matter how much money you give us, we won't sell it." Ma Laoliu gritted his teeth and insisted.
When Old Man Lan heard this, he burst into laughter and said, "Steward Cao, do you want to continue to increase the price? Maybe if you add a little more, he will sell it?"
After it was obvious that Ma Laoliu didn't want to sell the land at all, Old Lan laughed at Butler Cao.
You are so awesome, you are Cao Xing's cousin, you are so awesome, but let this silly boy sell the land to you!
Seeing that Butler Cao, whom he hated, was so miserable, Old Lan felt relieved.
Butler Cao glared at Old Lan fiercely, but it was obvious that although Old Lan could not do anything to him, there was nothing he could do to Old Lan.
He turned to look at Ma Laoliu angrily and said harsh words: "If you have the guts, you will never sell it. If I find out that you sold it, huh, look at how I will deal with you.
Let’s go!”
Old Lan also glanced at Ma Laoliu with regret, but said nothing more, shook his head and left.
When the old man on the side saw the two nobles leaving, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, his eyes slowly began to brighten, and he ignored Ma Laoliu, who had offended him, and walked away in a hurry.
As soon as the old man returned home, he took out all the money from selling the land, and then immediately found the tribesmen who still had land that they had not bought. Whether it was through coercion, inducement, or forced purchase and sale, he really got a lot of land in the end.
Then the old man sat down and raised the price, and he really made a huge profit.
As various governments aggressively purchased land, the land prices around the racecourse rose at a speed visible to the naked eye. This made Xungui, who was originally doubtful of Han Du's words, no longer have any doubts in his heart, and he purchased land more quickly and wantonly. Of course, the land prices also increased.
The opportunity is rising.
While buying the land, the nobles were not idle either. They immediately took over the land they got.
Start to break ground and build a restaurant and inn. Once the shop is opened, even if you simply sell some pastries, you can achieve jaw-dropping sales.
A pastry shop sells as many pastries in one day as a shop in the capital can sell in ten days. One shop can almost sell as much as ten shops in the capital.
Such huge profits immediately made all the nobles jealous. A lot of money was spent, and restaurants, wine shops, tea shops, and inns sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
The area around the racecourse has become prosperous at a speed visible to the naked eye, and has become a very famous place in the capital. People come here every day and sweat like rain.
Naturally, the land prices around the racecourse have been rising again and again. Every time when people feel incredible and think that this is the peak of these land prices, there will always be another rise from the ground, reaching another peak again, until let
Everyone was stunned.
And those nobles who entered the game in advance to buy land, not to mention the money they invested. Now the value of the remaining land in their hands, if they sell it, they can make ten or twenty times the money they spent.
Earn it back.
East Palace.
After being summoned, Han Du followed Wang Yue and walked towards the harem.
"I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and to the Crown Princess." Han Du came to Han Jingyun's bedroom and saluted the two of them.
Seeing this, Han Jingyun quickly said: "Brother, my sister has already said that we are brothers and sisters, so we don't have to do this. Why do you have to salute every time."
Zhu Biao also smiled and agreed: "Jing Yun is right, we are all a family, we don't need so many courtesy."
Han Du smiled and nodded, agreeing in front of the girl, and stood up on his own.
When Han Jingyun saw her, he suddenly felt a little helpless. Every time she said this, Han Du would smile and nod in agreement. But the next time they met, Han Du still saluted her respectfully as usual.
In the past, she followed Han Du and looked up to him everywhere. But now their identities were suddenly reversed by the courtesy of monarch and minister. This made Han Jingyun feel very uncomfortable and unaccustomed.
However, etiquette is etiquette and will not be changed for personal preference. If etiquette would accommodate Han Jingyun, it would not be called etiquette.
"Your Highness, do you have anything to do with me today?" Han Du stood on the spot and asked with a smile and a bow.
"Sit down." Zhu Biao first waved to Han Du, and then explained with a smile: "It's not that Gu is looking for you, it's that Jing Yun misses you and wants to talk to you."
Han Du was no longer polite and sat down as Zhu Biao wanted.
Han Jingyun picked up the teapot and took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Han Du.
Han Du picked up the tea cup and blew on it, took a careful sip, and nodded with satisfaction. Lao Zhu's preference for Zhu Biao was really meticulous. Not to mention this tea, even the water used to make the tea.
All extraordinary.
Refreshing and sweet, with a long aftertaste. Just a pot of water for making tea, you don’t know how much manpower and material resources are consumed.
Han Du dared to say that the water Lao Zhu used to make his own tea was probably very ordinary, far inferior to this.
Han Du took a sip without saying anything, then greedily took another sip. After feeling satisfied, he raised his head and looked at Jing Yun.
I saw that her face was still the same as when she was a girl, without any change. If we really want to talk about changes, it is that her temperament has lost the youthfulness of a girl and has become mature as a woman.
However, her belly was bulging a bit exaggeratedly. Han Jingyun would touch her belly with one hand at any time and put the other hand on her waist to support it, as if she was overwhelmed.
When Han Du saw it, he couldn't help but sweat for her. He asked with some worry: "Are you about to give birth? You should pay attention to rest at this time and don't bump into her."
"I know, brother." Han Jingyun nodded obediently. The concern from her brother made her feel warm. She raised her head and glanced around with a bit of naughty, and said with a smile: "With so many people watching, I won't care.
It’s impossible even if you want to bump into it.”
Zhu Biao's face paused
Cold sweat broke out from time to time, and he quickly grabbed Han Jingyun's hand and said nervously: "Jingyun, don't be joking, this bumping into someone is not a trivial matter. Just feel aggrieved these days, and it will be fine when the child is born.
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"Okay, I remember. You have said it more than ten times. Do you think I am so stupid?" Although Han Jingyun nodded to Zhu Biao with a smile on his face, there was a bit of impatience in his tone.
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"Your Highness, this is for your own good. You just have to be careful these days." Han Du comforted the girl and said the four words in a more serious tone.
Han Jingyun, who had been warned by Han Du a long time ago, immediately understood the meaning of Han Du and nodded solemnly to show that he understood the meaning of his elder brother's words.
Then he said: "These days, I just feel tired of resting, so I thought of letting my eldest brother come into the palace to chat for a while."
Han Du nodded sincerely, and then mentioned that his father had been in a good mood and painted a picture at home these past few days. In Han Du's words, "Dad is a good painter and has the potential to become a famous artist. We are going to paint a picture."
His paintings were framed and left to future generations." .??.
"Brother, do you want future generations to admire my father's talent? Brother is really filial to me." Hearing this, Han Jingyun was a little lost in memories and said with some regret. She was regretting that as a child, she had to marry Zhu Zhu.
However, there is no way to fulfill his filial piety in front of his parents.
Unexpectedly, Han Du calmly shook his head and said seriously: "No, I think dad's paintings may become valuable in the future and be left to future generations. If one day they are so poor that they can't afford to eat, dad's paintings will be
If I sell my paintings, I might be able to survive for another three years."
"Pfft, hahaha." Han Jingyun was laughing so hard that he couldn't keep his straight face.
Even Zhu Biao couldn't stop the smile on his face. He pointed at Han Du and said with a strange look: "This mouth of yours, your mouth, can really make people faint with joy. You also want future generations to rely on it."
I have been painting for three years, but you can’t figure it out."
Han Du didn't smile at all, and said seriously: "Of course, I plan to let dad paint a few more paintings when he has time. One painting can last for three years. If dad paints dozens of paintings, won't it be enough for his descendants?
Have you been fooling around all your life?"
Han Du's serious look and what he meant was what made Zhu Biao and Han Jingyun laugh so much that they waved their hands and patted their legs.
After laughing, Han Jingyun said with tears in his eyes: "Dad is getting older, and his energy is not as good as before. Brother, if you want to paint, don't make dad tired."
Han Du rolled his eyes at Han Jingyun with disdain, and his expression suddenly became a little weird: "Dad is in good health, but now I have to carry Ke Zhong around the house several times every day. I don't have as much energy as him."
Hearing Han Du's words, Han Jingyun nodded and felt relieved.
Later, Han Du told Han Jingyun all kinds of interesting things about his son's mischief, which made Han Jingyun laugh heartily. Even the heavy burden on her stomach seemed to have been relieved a lot, and she was even looking forward to the birth of her own child.
appearance.
Is he as naughty and mischievous as the eldest brother's son, or as calm as the prince?
More than ten days later, Han Du suddenly received a message from someone in the East Palace: The Crown Princess was about to give birth and was about to give birth.
Han Du quickly followed the visitor into the palace, and Wang Yue led Han Du outside the palace.
Regardless of meeting Zhu Biao, Han Du heard the girl's heartbreaking screams of pain coming from the palace. Han Du was so anxious that he subconsciously wanted to rush in, but was stopped by the palace officials.
Han Du woke up and stopped pushing in. He was pacing back and forth outside with a very anxious expression.
Zhu Biao, on the other hand, looked calm and calmly poured a cup of tea for Han Du and said, "Don't worry, there are all the dedicated midwives in the palace. They are very experienced and there will be no problem. Come and sit down.
Come on, have a cup of tea, and you can see your nephew later, it’s useless for you to worry now.”
Zhu Biao looked calm. He had obviously experienced this kind of thing more than once.
But Han Du was different. This was the first time in his two lifetimes. How could he want to be calm and not be in a hurry?
The last time Anqing gave birth, he was not with Anqing. He didn't have any deep feelings at all, so he got a son out of thin air. Now it seems
Come on, Anqing should have been similar to a girl at the beginning. They both went through a painful struggle before giving birth to a son.
Han Du took a deep breath, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea. He had no intention of tasting the tea. He said eagerly: "With midwives, everything is safe? Those midwives are trash, they know it."
Do babies sometimes come out feet first? Do they know that when the baby is in the belly, the umbilical cord may be wrapped around the neck? They don’t know anything.”
Zhu Biao was holding tea in one hand, and his whole body froze in shock at Han Du's words.
Some people understood the meaning of Han Du's words, and asked in a daze: "Do you think you can deliver babies?"
Han Du turned his head angrily and didn't want to pay attention to Zhu Biao. Although he didn't know how to do it, he had never eaten pork and had always seen pigs running away. Unlike Zhu Biao, he didn't know anything.
But no matter how much I know, it is of no use at this time. I can only continue to wait, hoping that my sister and her son will be safe.
Hearing Han Jingyun's cry of pain in the hall, Han Du suddenly stood up nervously.
Following the cries of babies, Han Du's tense body suddenly relaxed, and a smile quickly appeared on his face. He opened and closed the corners of his mouth. He didn't know whether he was telling Zhu Biao or himself: "It's born, it's born."
Zhu Biao, who had just taught Han Du a lesson and asked him to calm down, suddenly seemed like a frightened rabbit. He flashed across Han Du's face like a shadow and was about to rush into the palace.
Just as Zhu Biao rushed to the door, a stable woman came out with a baby in her arms, followed by a palace maid. The moment they saw Zhu Biao, the two of them immediately knelt down with smiles on their faces and said in unison: "Congratulations, Your Highness, the crown prince.
Little prince, mother and son are safe."
When he heard that mother and son were safe, Zhu Biao immediately relaxed and threw his head back and laughed.
"Okay, okay, come, I'll give you a big reward. Everyone will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Po Wen and the palace maid were so happy that they didn't know what to say. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhu Biao.
Han Du also ran forward in a few steps and grabbed a large handful of neatly stacked treasure notes from his sleeve robe. It was estimated that there were thousands of them. He threw them directly in front of the two of them and said, "Take them and divide them."
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"Thank you, Lord Marquis." The two of them smiled happily.
The Marquis of Zhenhai spent so much treasure money. Even if they were divided among a dozen of them, the reward each of them would receive was no less than that of His Highness the Crown Prince.
They were overjoyed by the reward from His Highness the Crown Prince just now, but they did not expect that there was something even more joyful for them: the reward was doubled!
While everyone was happy that the reward had doubled, they could not help but respect the Crown Princess even more. The Crown Princess was not only the heart of His Highness, but also the biological sister of the Marquis of Zhenhai.
Who is the Marquis of Zhenhai? Even if they stay in the palace, he is like thunder. The Marquis of Zhenhai's Midas touch, the wealth of the Marquis of Zhenhai's mansion, and the reputation of the Marquis of Zhenhai as a good boy all make everyone excited. As long as they can follow
The Marquis of Zhenhai drank some soup and water, which one didn't make a fortune?
Even the goblins in Jiaofangsi each have more than 100,000 guan in their pockets. 100,000 guan. If they had so much money, wouldn't the whole family follow them and become famous?
When Han Jingyun gave birth to the child, Zhu Biao was not allowed to enter. But after the child was born, the palace was quickly cleaned up by the palace maids, and after Han Jingyun was moved to the dormitory, Zhu Biao could see him.
Zhu Biao took the child from Granny Wen's hand, took a careful look at it, and grinned extremely happily.
Han Du also smiled and leaned forward, and after a few hard glances, he saw a hole the size of an egg exposed under the fluffy cloth of the swaddling clothes, and a small white face, with wrinkled features sleeping peacefully inside.
"Is this the newborn child?" Han Du asked curiously, stretching out his hand to hug him.
Zhu Biao turned slightly and avoided Han Du's hand, unwilling to hand over his beloved child to Han Du. He just held the child and strode into the dormitory.
Han Du stood behind with a sense of loss, wanting to scold Zhu Biao for not being generous enough. But thinking that now was not the time to argue with him, he quickly followed.