Then he asked: "As far as I know, the amount of iron used in a waist knife is almost the same as that of a large kitchen knife. However, the cost of a waist knife is several times that of a kitchen knife. Does Kang Weng know the reason?"
Kang Shaojing suddenly realized that he had made a mistake and quickly covered it up: "The common people don't know."
Chongzhen looked at Kang Shao with a half-smile but said respectfully: "Is Kang Weng really ignorant or pretending to be ignorant?"
"The common people really don't know." Kang Shaojing pretended to be stupid, "The Holy One is aware of everything and must know the reason."
"Of course I know it," Chongzhen said, "It's just that the officials in the military war bureau were eating their corpses and filling their own pockets, while the craftsmen were perfunctory and inferior, so it was ridiculous that the waist knife was not as good as the kitchen knife."
Kang Shaojing quickly flattered him: "The Holy One has seen thousands of miles. He is truly the Holy King who has never been seen in ancient times."
"Kang Weng, I treat you sincerely. It's pointless to say this." Chongzhen waved his hand and suddenly said, "If I give you the weapons of the Military and Arms Bureau to make, will you be willing?"
"Ah?" Kang Shaojing was stunned when he heard this. What does this mean?
Frankly speaking, if we could really supply firearms to the imperial court, it would be a really big deal.
But Kang Shaojing was more worried about the hidden murderous intent here, as the people in Lao Zhu's family were not very well-behaved.
Chongzhen added: "You don't have to worry about the price. I will give you whatever price the War Bureau reports to the Ministry of Industry, and I will never default on a penny of funding, but you must ensure the quality."
Kang Shaojing knelt on the ground and said, "Please, Your Majesty, please take back your sincere orders. The common people are really embarrassed to bear this heavy responsibility."
"What?" Chongzhen's face turned serious and he said coldly, "Kang Weng, you don't want to?"
Cold sweat broke out on Kang Shaojing's forehead, and he said: "The ordinary people are worried that they will miss the national affairs. If this is true, the ordinary people will die to apologize for the small crime. If they harm the Ming Dynasty, they will die hard to atone for their sins."
Chongzhen stared at Kang Shaojing for a few seconds and suddenly chuckled.
"Kang Weng, I'm just joking with you, please don't mind."
Kang Shaojing instantly felt a lightness on his body, and the pressure disappeared instantly.
Chongzhen said again: "Kang Weng, I was just joking with you just now, and now I'm going to tell you a few words from the bottom of my heart. Have you ever encountered any problems when doing business? If there is anything you need my help to solve,
Please be sure to speak out, and I will definitely do it for you if I can."
"This?" Kang Shaojing looked at Chongzhen, and it was hard to tell whether it was true or not.
Seriously, are you worried that there might be some trap hidden in the middle?
If you accidentally fall into the trap, you might end up following Shen Wansan's footsteps.
But if you don't say anything, you will really waste such a good opportunity.
Because their merchants want to sell some goods now, they really have a lot of inconvenience.
For example, when they were trafficking grain to Huai'an Prefecture this time, the world only knew that they sold it at a price of 1.5 taels per stone, but who would know that they were actually losing money?
This time it is purely to help Lu Bu Tang!
Chongzhen saw that Kang Shaojing still had concerns, so he had to patiently say: "Kang Weng, how about this, I will be stationed in Yangzhou for half a day this time, and before leaving, I will invite Yangzhou merchants to the garrison eunuch for a banquet, please Kang Weng must inform
Merchants from all walks of life in Yangzhou must attend the banquet, and I will announce a very important decision at the banquet."
"The common people accept the decree." Kang Shaojin knelt down, stood up, and hurriedly left the military camp.
Watching Kang Shaojing leave, Chongzhen sighed and said: "Hong'er, Jiong'er, have you seen it? The big hole dug by Grandpa Taizu has not been filled up to this day. Yangzhou merchants still can't trust our old Zhu family, Yangzhou merchants
If so, merchants from other places must be the same."
"I don't know how to praise." Zhu Cijiong said angrily, "Without them, wouldn't we be able to accomplish anything?"
"Jiong'er, you have a reckless mentality." Chongzhen shook his head, "You can't just do things in a daze."
Zhu Cixiang said: "So what my father urgently needs to do now is to follow Shang Jun's example and build a tree at the south gate?"
"Xun'er hit the nail on the head," Chongzhen said, "What my father needs to do now is to erect the south gate. However, the price of the south gate erection for my father is much higher than that of Shang Jun back then."
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The next day, the eunuchs guarding Yangzhou went to the hall.
"Quick, quick, quick, move the screen away."
"Plaque, there is still a plaque, take off the plaque too."
"And all these porcelains, also move them away."
Big beads of sweat broke out on Qu Shangzhong's forehead.
Originally, he was doing a good job as a garrison eunuch in Yangzhou, but his life was not very good. Every now and then he would receive invitations from Yangzhou salt merchants, and he would be served by famous prostitutes and famous people who drank spicy food.
What's more important is that he has thousands of sons and grandsons who can make all the difference in Yangzhou.
As a result, I suddenly received an edict this morning, saying that the Holy Spirit would arrive in Yangzhou at noon.
This frightened Qu Shangzhong half to death, and he immediately summoned his sons and grandsons to clean up the garrison.
"Daddy, why are you doing this? How open are you leaving these screens, plaques and porcelain?"
A godson asked in confusion, "Well, he just doesn't want to do rough work."
Since they recognized Qu Shangzhong as their godfather, these godsons have instantly transformed from green-skinned gangsters to Yangzhou tyrants. In just a few years, they have amassed a fortune, bought a lot of houses, and even took in several concubines. They are pampered and pampered.
Once you get used to it, you won't be willing to do the same rough work again, it will be too tiring.
"Kangliang? Do you want to kill our family?"
Qu Shangzhong was furious when he heard this: "Long live the Lord is coming to Yangzhou!"
"It's a good thing that Long Live Lord has come to Yangzhou." The godsons' eyes lit up and they said happily, "Long Live Lord must be here to support you, godfather. The matter of setting up a card to collect taxes at Yangzhou Water and Land Terminal has been settled.
From now on, we have been able to make a living by ensuring harvests despite droughts and floods. My son doesn’t believe that this dog official Ma Mingluo really has the courage to resist the decree."
"You know nothing." Qu Shangzhong's face darkened.
But there are some things that cannot be said to these godsons. There is no way to say them.
Because godfather Han Zanzhou just mentioned it in a very vague way, telling him to be careful.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! While I was busy, a gangster suddenly broke in and shouted sharply: "Godfather, here we come, here we come!"
"What's coming? Who's coming?" Qu Shangzhong cursed, "You're so frizzy, you can't keep your composure at all. I've told you so many times that you should keep your face unchanged even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you.
"
"Uh, yes." The little gangster took a breath and said, "Long live the Lord is here."
"What?" Qu Shangzhong yelled, then turned around and ran out of the door.
Looking at the back of Qu Shangzhong leaving the dust, the gangster and the other sons looked at each other.
After a while, Qu Shangzhong led Chongzhen and his party in, and then they saw screens, plaques, porcelain, and boxes and cages that were about to be carried out, which were all filled with calligraphy and paintings.
Seeing this, Qu Shangzhong was about to cry.
Han Zanzhou's old face was also blackened.
However, Chongzhen walked to a box and took out a scroll as if nothing was wrong.
Han Zanzhou quickly took a step forward and helped Chongzhen slowly unfold the scroll.
"Residence in the Fuchun Mountains?" Chongzhen's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he shook his head, "Unfortunately, it is not an authentic work. This should be the fake copy copied by Master Shen, but it can still be regarded as a treasure."
Handing the scroll to Han Zanzhou to put it away, Chongzhen said with a smile: "Kong Shangzhong."
"My servant is here." Kong Shangzhong quickly walked to Chongzhen with broken steps.
"There are a lot of collections in the shed." Chongzhen cooed at the boxes and cages, and then asked, "Are you moving them out? Or are you messing around in them?"
"Reply to Long Live Master." Kong Shangzhong endured the pain in his body and said.
"After the Jiashen national disaster, the capital fell, and the imperial city in Liudu fell into disrepair. Long live the Lord did not even have a place to live. I felt really sorry for you, so I wanted to sell all these collections and ornaments to raise some money to repair Liudu.
Imperial City.”
"So that's it, I'm serious about it." Chongzhen nodded, but there was no emotion or anger on his face.
Kong Shangzhong was worried, but he continued: "This is what a slave should do."
Chongzhen pointed to the godsons standing on both sides and asked: "Are these your godsons?"
"If I go back to Lord Long Live, they are just calling me godson and so on. How dare you slaves?" Kong Shangzhong said hurriedly, "These are the officials and retinues who guard the eunuch's palace in Yangzhou."
"Really?" Chongzhen smiled and said lightly, "Catch them all."
"Yes!" Hu Guozhu cupped his hands, turned around and shouted, "Arrest everyone who comes!"
The eight hundred barbarians immediately divided into two groups, one half guarding the outside of the camp, and the other swarming inside. The hundreds of green-skinned gangsters who happened to be gathered to guard the camp were caught, and not a single one slipped through the net.
Kong Shangzhong was completely confused. What was going on?
Why did Long Live Master say that he would fall out of love without any warning?
Chongzhen then waved to Fu Shan and the four other scholars who had fled south: "Can you calculate chips? Can you read account books?"
Fu Shan and other four scholars came to Chongzhen and bowed together: "I only understand a little about what I said to you."
"As long as you understand." Chongzhen nodded and said, "I give you the same task. In half a day, you can roughly sort out the accounts of the Yangzhou Guard Eunuch Office. You don't need precise figures, just a rough idea."
He pointed at the hundreds of green-skinned gangsters who were knocked down by Yi Ding, and said: "Also, let me count all the ill-gotten wealth these gangsters collected through my name."
"Ah? This!" Fu Shan and the other four looked troubled.
Holy lord, this workload is too much. Half a day is enough.
Chongzhen shook his head: "I only give you half a day. If you have any familiar friends in Yangzhou, you can ask for help. If you need troops to come forward, you can ask Hu Guozhu to mobilize the Yiding."
Then it's okay. If you can ask someone for help, it won't be a big problem.
At that moment, Fu Shan and four other people bowed together: "The common people are waiting for the order."
While they were talking, a eunuch reported: "Your Majesty, Huang Jiarui, the governor of Nanzhi Province, and Ma Mingluo, the prefect of Yangzhou, want to see you."
"No, I've been traveling all night and I'm tired." Chongzhen refused directly, and after saying that, he led Zhu Cihong and Zhu Cijiong into the garrison surrounded by dozens of Yiding.
