Two hundred and seventy-four chapters Mirror Studio
When Lao Zhu heard this, he looked curious. But he still asked: "It's just a name, can't you just decide on it?"
Han Du laughed twice in his heart. He thought to himself, if you don't mean something in your words, then do I still need to ask for advice as if you are worried? As Lao Zhu said, isn't it easy to make a decision directly?
Sure enough, before Han Du could answer, Lao Zhu put down the Zhu Pi in his hand. He smiled and said to Han Du: "Of course, since you are here, I can't let you down and make this trip in vain."
"Yes, yes, I would like to thank the emperor for your understanding." Han Du thanked him quickly.
Lao Zhu stroked his beard, pondered for a while, and then said: "Since you are selling mirrors, the word mirror is indispensable. Oh, and the mirror you sell is unique to my Ming Dynasty, so why not call it Mingjing?"
Of course, no.
Han Du thought with disdain. What is the mirror called? I still have a mirror hanging high.
However, Han Du did not dare to say this, so he smiled and asked Lao Zhu: "Your Majesty, does this name have any metaphor?"
Lao Zhu seemed to have been scratched. He suddenly clapped his hands and explained: "Of course there is. Ming represents the Ming Dynasty, and Mingjing represents the unique mirror of the Ming Dynasty. Also, you should know the words of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, right?"
Han Du smiled and nodded. In fact, he didn't know what Lao Zhu wanted to say at all, he just had a guess.
"Using copper as a mirror, you can straighten your clothes; using history as a mirror, you can know the ups and downs; using people as a mirror, you can understand gains and losses." Lao Zhu read it out loud and continued: "The reason why I chose this name is because I want people to know the success and failure."
Mirror-wearers can be alert to themselves every time they look in the mirror."
The words Lao Zhu said were sonorous, but in fact, in Han Du's opinion, they were useless. If people really have this kind of self-consciousness, are they still human? I'm afraid such a person doesn't need Lao Zhu to remind him, he can do it every time
Let me examine myself three times a day.
However, Han Du now wanted to ask for help from Lao Zhu, so he naturally smiled and said: "Your Majesty is really thoughtful and far-reaching, and I cannot compare with you."
Han Du doesn't care what name Lao Zhu wants to choose. Anyway, he is here to flatter him, as long as he can achieve the effect. The name is not important.
Lao Zhu was indeed very happy. For a moment, it could be said that he was as happy as a child. He looked at Han Du and said with a smile: "Well, let's call it Mingjingzhai. By the way, when are you going to open? By then.
I will ask someone to send you the plaque."
Is there such a good thing? Han Du replied happily: "The situation will be good in two days. I am planning to open the business that day."
"Okay, let's do it in two days. I'll have someone deliver the plaque to you then." After saying that, Lao Zhu waved his hand and asked Han Du to step back.
When Han Du left Fengtian Hall, he felt a little regretful. He thought that Lao Zhu would give him a gift on the spot, but he didn't expect it. However, Han Du could understand such a situation.
In order to avoid affecting the common people in the world, Lao Zhu was always very careful about bestowing words and portraits. In the past, except for the founding father-in-law, no other officials had received portraits from Lao Zhu at all.
The situation is naturally very few.
It was later that Han Du obtained the portrait and calligraphy from Lao Zhu in the name of printing treasure banknotes. However, he was severely warned by Lao Zhu, fearing that Han Du would use his portrait to do evil.
In fact, in Han Du's view, bestowing portraits and bestowing words on them is a sign of closeness to the emperor. Who in the brain would use these things to do evil? Taking a step back, if a person really wants to do evil, he doesn't have these things.
, wouldn’t he just do it? It’s obviously impossible.
Two days later, the plaque of Mingjingzhai was hung up.
Han Dushou took control of the situation in the backyard and left all the business of the shop in front to Xiong Ting.
The sun was rising, and with the sound of firecrackers and the loud beating of gongs and drums, a sparse crowd heard the sound and gathered in front of Mingjingzhai.
Xiong Ting stood on the steps, kept raising his hands in all directions, and said: "Dear young and old gentlemen, Mingjingzhai is opening today. Thank you all for coming to support us."
Looking at the shops at the corner of Mingjingzhai, all covered by tall curtains, it instantly attracted everyone's curiosity.
"Mingjingzhai? You are covering up everything. We don't know what kind of business you are doing. Even if you want to support you, you are probably powerless." Someone in the crowd said.
Xiong Ting didn't mind at all and still said with a smile: "Commissioner, please wait for a moment and be calm. The reason for covering up is because the auspicious time has not come yet. When the auspicious time comes, everyone will naturally be fed.
Bless your eyes." After saying that, Xiong Ting spread his hands.
"Ha! What a loud tone." Someone in the crowd was dissatisfied with Xiong Ting's attitude and said with a sneer.
Xiong Ting did not quarrel with him anymore, he just welcomed the guests from all over the world with a smile and patiently waited for the passage of time.
After the waiter whispered something in Xiong Ting's ear, Xiong Ting looked solemn, raised one hand in the air and shouted: "The auspicious time has come, open!"
The waiter, who was well prepared, pulled the hemp rope in his hand, and as the buckles were untied one by one, the curtain fell instantly.
There was a huge crowd in front of Mingjingzhai, but at this moment the scene was quiet. Even the people setting off firecrackers and those playing gongs and drums had forgotten what they were doing.
What did they see?
All I saw was tall and large glass on all sides, like a wall, no, it was used as a wall and inlaid on the frame of the shop. It was clear and transparent, and you could see clearly what was going on inside the shop from the outside at a glance.
Chu.
"This, is this Liuli?"
"Such a transparent and clear glass, this is a priceless treasure, a priceless treasure..." But the more the speaker spoke, the more he couldn't go on. What's more, a priceless treasure is now being used as a wall. This is too much.
So luxurious.
At this time, had people ever seen such large, smooth, and transparent colored glaze? When they saw it, they thought they had seen a miracle.
Xiong Ting waited for enough brewing. Seeing that the crowd was excited, they began to talk about it. Then he waved his hand, and the whole scene fell silent. Xiong Ting was also very excited when he saw this, at least now it seems that he has chosen this route.
He has chosen the right path. In the past, he worked as an errand in the Baobao Lifting Department. Although he earned a lot of money, he was also respected by others. But Xiong Ting also knew it well. He was called Master Xiong, which was just a polite word from others.
That's all. Because no matter what others call him, Xiong Ting is essentially just a scribe in the treasure bank collection department. If there is no accident, he will not be able to achieve even the ninth rank sesame official in his life. What are others thinking in their hearts?
It's impossible to know, and I don't want to know.