Zhao Hanzhang smiled at him and said: "I can summon craftsmen to build the houses myself and then sell them. Luoyang will soon become prosperous, and the world's talents will gather in Luoyang. Do you think the houses in the inner city will not be sold?"
Zhao Hu remained silent.
Zhao Hanzhang is not a general who knows nothing about his affairs. The workshops under her make no less money than him, and there are countless craftsmen in her hands. She is desperate. If she doesn't sell a piece of land and builds a house herself, how can they not buy it?
?
This is the inner city close to the imperial city. It was once the home of many powerful people and aristocratic families. If they wanted to return to Luoyang and return to the political center, would they not buy it?
There are also new people who want to squeeze into this circle, such as Ji Yuan, Bei Gongchun and others. Will they not buy a house?
Oh, they already have Zhao Hanzhang's share, but it is a long way from the imperial city, and can the one they buy be the same as Zhao Hanzhang's share?
What you buy can be passed on to your children and grandchildren, and what Zhao Hanzhang shares, who knows if it will be taken back in the future, in case of something wrong...
Zhao Hu always thinks of others with the worst possible outcome.
In short, there is no need to worry about selling the house in that area, as long as it can be built.
Now that the land is in Zhao Hanzhang's hands, she has the final say. This is a seller's market.
Zhao Hu sighed and said: "Okay, five years, five years, but I have to choose the position."
Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "Okay, I will give the order and wait until the seventh uncle has finished choosing before taking out the food."
She poured another cup of tea for Zhao Hu and said with a smile: "I know that the seventh uncle knows a lot of people and has some close brothers and friends. I don't have to worry about selling the house in the inner city. This is a very profitable business. I would like to ask the seventh uncle to help me a lot."
Spread the word.”
"Publicity?" Zhao Hu murmured twice, slapped his thigh and said with a smile: "To announce a notice, you need to make a lot of notices. After this house is built, it will have to be sold out. If I help you, do you also want to help me?
"
Zhao Hanzhang shook his head and said with a smile: "Seventh Uncle, I represent the court, and I can't help you with this."
Zhao Hu looked at her quietly.
Zhao Hanzhang burst out laughing and said to him: "But I will let Erlang and Zhao Zheng help you."
Zhao Hu perked up and asked with bright eyes: "How can I help?"
"Although my cousin is young, he knows politics well and is good at governing. In the past six months, Luoyang's civil affairs have been thanks to him, so I want to appoint him as the magistrate of Luoyang County. Erlang is now focused on the military camp, and his temper is getting more and more violent. It's just right
Luoyang is short of a county magistrate, let him fill the gap, and also imitate the amiable and Confucian spirit of his cousin Zheng."
Zhao Hu was stunned and frowned slightly.
Zhao Hanzhang said: "I can't help my uncle, but the two of them, one is the magistrate of Luoyang County, and the other is the magistrate of Luoyang County. The economy of this county is within their scope of responsibility, so this matter is left to them."
Zhao Hu looked like he was about to speak but hesitated.
Zhao Hanzhang was curious: "Is there anything difficult about the seventh uncle?"
The expression on Zhao Hu's face changed, but she still couldn't help but said: "Wouldn't it be better to let Zheng'er be the county magistrate for Erlang? Erlang can't even recognize the characters. This is a different battlefield. You can use brute force. Managing a place requires brains...
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Zhao Hanzhang's smiling face suddenly fell, and he said expressionlessly: "Seventh uncle, Erlang is illiterate, but that is called dyslexia, and there is nothing wrong with his brain."
She said angrily: "Isn't it just literacy? Just have two boys around you who can read and write. What you need to be an official is love for the people and wisdom in governing the place. Do you think that fighting a war only requires brute force with a spear?"
If he can command an army, it means he is not stupid!"
"That's not the army that Xie Shi managed for him..."
Zhao Hanzhang looked at him with a cold face.
Zhao Hu's voice became lower and lower under her gaze. He moved his body, coughed lightly and said, "Okay, he can be the county magistrate."
Zhao Hanzhang snorted coldly, glanced at the face in front of him, and said coldly: "It's getting late, I'll have someone take the seventh uncle out of the palace."
After that, he asked the guards to come in and escort Zhao Hu out.
Zhao Hu stood up and walked to the door of the main hall. He couldn't help but turn around and snorted in the direction of the side hall. He was right. How could Zhao Erlang match Zheng'er to be the county magistrate for him?
Zhao Zhengbao read poetry and books and was rich in knowledge, while Zhao Erlang only had brute strength and could not read a few Chinese characters. Zhao Hu felt unwilling just thinking about it.
Zhao Hanzhang was also very angry. As soon as Zhao Hu left, she was so angry that she walked around in circles in the palace and asked Tinghe: "Are we Erlang stupid? We Erlang can now recite the grandson, the Six Tao and the Three Strategies by heart. Why can't we read?
He is literate, but at this age, he is not as sensible as an eight-year-old child, so he has the nerve to dislike us Erlang?"
Tinghe quickly reassured her, "Yes, the seventh prince is just jealous. He is jealous of our Erlang, who is now a general and has a high position. You have always known that he is such a person, why do you need to be acquainted with him?"
"Huh! I'm not the same as him." Zhao Hanzhang took a deep breath, looked down at the noodles on the desk, and immediately said: "Pour the uneaten noodles to the dog!"
When the load is accepted, it should be carried down.
Just as she was about to take it down, Zhao Hanzhang didn't want to give it up. He stopped her and asked, "Is there a dog in the palace?"
Ting He said: "There are cats and dogs, but they are not raised by humans. The guards are afraid of hurting His Majesty and the girl, so they are planning to kill them."
"Just catch them and throw them out. You don't have to kill them. Let them pick them. If there are good dogs, send them to the county government or the army to make seeds."
Listen to the load and respond.
Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand and said: "That's all, take away all the dishes and chopsticks and leave them to the kitchen."
He laughed when he heard that he was in charge, and while beckoning the maid to clean up, he knelt down and said, "I'll thank them for you."
The life of the palace people was not easy, and it was a waste to feed the dogs such noodles.
Zhao Hanzhang nodded on the table and decided to vent his anger, so he said: "Send someone to the military camp outside the city to call Erlang back and ask him to bring more people in. I have something for him to do."
Ting He retreated in response.
Zhao Yunxin came with an armload of things, which were all information about the burned house, including its size, original owner, and even the deed. The deed contained a detailed structural diagram of the house.
In addition, there are previous house prices and recent house price comparisons.
Zhao Yunxin unfolded a large drawing and spread it directly over the entire desk. In the end, the maids stepped forward and unfolded the drawing in front of Zhao Hanzhang.
She only glanced at it and said, "Find a wall and nail it up."
Zhao Yunxin agreed and led someone to nail the drawings.
Zhao Hanzhang stood in front of the drawing and looked at it. Zhao Yunxin took a red pen and introduced it to her, "This is the row of houses closest to the imperial city. You estimate the price is 120,000. This row is the second row. There is a house here."
The house occupies an area from here to here. It has two alleys to itself, and it is in the middle. There is a large lake in it. When you go out, turn left and within 200 meters you will find the main street that leads directly to the imperial city. This house is designated as
Earth King, my seventh uncle has always wanted to buy it."
Zhao Hanzhang only took one look and said: "This used to be the Wang family."