"Oh, this is what my father asked about." Xu Fuyuan said, "Yi Zhong mentioned this in his letter. The emperor's move was no less than Guanzi. This alone is enough to be recorded in the history of China."
"This is an exaggeration." Xu Er then asked, "So, bonds can be bought."
"I can buy it." Xu Fuyuan nodded, "The Xia family is already raising money."
"Okay, then our Xu family will hurry up and raise money." Xu Ersui said immediately, "You go to the rice shop, cloth shop, winery, oil press shop and other farms under our Xu family's name, and check the accounts of each family.
All the deposits have been collected, and the 100,000 taels of silver invested in sea trade have been recovered. We will not participate this time."
"Ah?" Xu Fuyuan said with some surprise, "Isn't the sea trade also participating? This trip to Fusang can make 30% of the profit, and the risk is smaller than the trip to Nanyang. It would be a pity to miss it."
"What a pity." Xu Ersui waved his hand and said.
"No matter how small the risk is, there is still a risk."
"And once the risk comes, all the capital will be lost."
"Yes." Xu Fuyuan did not dare to talk back, so he only responded.
Xu Ersui said again: "By the way, sell the stored grain!"
"Ah?" Xu Fuyuan was even more surprised, "Selling the stored grain?"
"Sell!" Xu Ersui said, "This is how you do business. Either don't do it, or do it well. If you sell the grain, it will grow again next year. But the opportunity to turn money into official land like this is missed.
There will never be any more, and don’t you think about how much money is hidden in the cellars of every house in Huating County alone?"
"Yes." Xu Fuyuan did not dare to say any more.
…
It’s not just the Xu family in Huating.
The same scene happened repeatedly in eight prefectures and one prefecture in the south of the Yangtze River.
Chongzhen's series of operations and calculations started in Yangzhou Prefecture and finally bore fruitful results after the prisoner sacrifice ceremony. The gentry in eight prefectures and one state in the south of the Yangtze River were already secretly planning to buy bonds.
At this time, Chongzhen came to the military camp outside Jinchuan Gate.
More than 5,000 scholars came with Chongzhen.
Yes, at this time, there were more than 3,000 scholars who came to Nanjing to fight against the imperial edict, and together with the more than 2,000 students from the Imperial College, Chongzhen already had more than 5,000 student troops under his command.
Of course, the quality of these more than 5,000 scholars varied greatly.
There were even fights, and some scholars returned home in anger.
Chongzhen has no time to deal with these scholars yet.
As for this time, I brought the scholars to experience the life in the military camp.
Chongzhen's arrival was warmly welcomed by three thousand border troops.
The border troops who had been sitting on the ground to rest all stood up and shouted long live to Chongzhen Mountain.
Seeing that Chongzhen was so supported by the frontier soldiers, the accompanying soldiers couldn't help but feel excited, and they couldn't help but look forward to the upcoming military career.
A good man should carry a three-foot green sword to guard the country's borders!
"Yang Ponu!" Chongzhen pointed at a border soldier and said with a smile, "Have you come to Nanjing too?"
"In response to my words, Long Live the Lord, I was lucky enough to be chosen by the Prince Consort." Yang Ponu said with a blushing face.
"Okay, okay, okay, this way I can fulfill my promise in advance." Chongzhen smiled and said to the surrounding border soldiers, "I said that when you make greater achievements in the future, I will take you with me.
Come to Nanjing to offer prisoners under the palace, accept the cheers of hundreds of thousands of officials and gentry people in Nanjing, and I will also treat you to Nanjing delicacies! Today, I will fulfill my promise and treat you to Nanjing delicacies! I will treat you to dozens of restaurants in Nanjing
The chefs from the restaurants and restaurants have all been invited over! I’ll prepare a first-class banquet for you!”
"Long live!" First, Yang Ponu and other nearby border troops cheered, and then all the border troops cheered.
Amid the cheers of the border army officers and soldiers, more than 5,000 soldiers scattered in all directions and entered the border army's camp one after another, looking around and looking around. They were extremely curious.
Although the border troops were not happy, they did not dare to stop him.
Haven't you seen these guys wearing scholar's robes?
It is not the border troops who can mess with scholars.
…
Meixiang Tower, Hou Fangyu went to Li Xiangjun Embroidery Tower in a depressed mood.
"Lang Jun." Li Xiangjun, who was taking off his makeup, quickly stood up and came forward, "Didn't the Holy One take Prince Qin to reward the troops outside the Jinchuan Gate? Why didn't you go?"
"I don't want to go." Hou Fangyu said dullly.
At this moment, Hou Fangyu's heart was filled with infinite loss.
In terms of family background, he is the son of the former Minister of Hubu, and he is a true son of an official.
In terms of talent and learning, his prose is among the best in the entire Jiangnan literary world.
In terms of status, he is the leader of Fushe and one of the four young masters in the south of the Yangtze River!
Not to mention his appearance, how many people in the whole Jiangnan can match him? Otherwise, the famous prostitute Li Xiangjun, who has a higher eye than the top, can fall in love with him?
But it happened that the Holy One just looked down on him.
Seeing that Huang Zongxi, Zheng Sen, Xia Yunyi, Chen Zilong and others have all become followers of the Holy Emperor, Gu Gao, Mao Xiang and Wu Yingji have also become Ma Mingluan's die-hard confidants, as well as Yan Yingyuan, what the hell are these in China?
All of them are already in the emperor's heart, but he, Hou Fangyu, has been forgotten.
How could this make the always proud Mr. Hou feel embarrassed?
"Is there any wine? I want to drink." Hou Fangyu said depressedly.
Li Xiangjun had no choice but to ask the maid to go to the kitchen and order food and drinks.
After several cups of yellow soup, Hou Fangyu finally felt better.
Li Xiangjun asked tentatively: "Lang Jun, I heard that the Ministry of Internal Affairs has established a new missionary education department?"
"I know." When it came to the missionary department, Hou Fangyu's mood worsened again, "Everyone in the missionary department is Ruan Dacheng, a remnant of the eunuchs. I really don't know why the Holy One chose this thief."
Li Xiangjun is concerned about another thing.
"I heard that the Mission and Education Department is recruiting musicians and performers to form ten troupes. Two of the troupes will follow Sheng Shang north to Xuzhou to conduct a condolence tour for the soldiers in the border towns?"
"What do you want to do?" Hou Fangyu immediately became alert.
"Lang Jun, I don't want to be separated from you." Li Xiangjun snuggled Zhen's head into Hou Fangyu's arms and said softly, "If you want to go north to Xuzhou with Sheng Shang, I will go with you."
"No!" Hou Fangyu was furious.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I tell you Li Xiangjun, you just stay in Meixiang Building and you are not allowed to go anywhere."
"Why did you think of joining Ruan Dacheng's troupe? You actually thought of going to the border town to sing for those vulgar servants? How cheap are you!"
Hou Fangyu's last sentence angered Li Xiangjun.
Li Xiangjun's mood at this time is probably the mood of the nightclub girl who raised a pretty face in the future. I support you with the money of drinking, singing, smiling, and even selling myself. You actually call me cheap in turn?
"Hou Fangyu, please speak clearly." Li Xiangjun was angry.
Li Xiangjun is not a submissive little sheep, she has character.
Before, she only showed her gentle and graceful side in front of Hou Fangyu because she really loved Hou Fangyu and felt that Hou Fangyu was worthy of her gentleness and grace, but now she suddenly realized that this was not the case.
There seems to be no essential difference between Hou Fangyu and those dandy boys.
The same high-minded but low-handedness, the same pettiness, the same cowardice.
Li Xiangjun suddenly felt extremely disappointed. He actually chose such a person?
Seeing Li Xiangjun angry, Hou Fangyu's attitude softened.
"Xiangjun, don't be angry. I don't want you to go to the border town and suffer." Hou Fangyu tried to take Li Xiangjun into his arms, "I don't want you to show your face in front of those vulgar pawns."
Li Xiangjun was even more disappointed. He pushed Hou Fangyu away and said, "I'm tired and I need to rest."
"Then I'll help you get on the bed." Hou Fangyu became energetic instantly and stretched out his hand to hold Li Xiangjun's slender waist.
However, Li Xiangjun resolutely pushed Hou Fangyu away, shook his head and said, "Master, I am still inconvenient. You should go back to the dormitory of the Imperial College to sleep, so as not to miss the morning training tomorrow."
"Isn't it convenient?" Hou Fangyu's face turned dark instantly.
Li Xiangjun, however, had already entered the bedroom.
And the door was quickly closed from the inside.
…
When Chongzhen returned to the Imperial Academy, he was already tipsy.
Liquor distillation technology in the Ming Dynasty has become increasingly mature, but most of the people drank low-alcohol fermented liquor, not to mention the ones used by the army, which were definitely fermented liquor. Using highly distilled liquor could bankrupt Chongzhen.
The alcohol content of this kind of fermented wine is similar to that of beer. It will not make you drunk, but it will make you tipsy.
When he walked outside Jixian Gate, three black figures suddenly appeared in the darkness and rushed towards Chongzhen with weapons.
Zheng Sen, Huang Zongxi, Hua Xia and other scholars reacted quickly and quickly escorted Chongzhen and his son in the middle.
However, before these black figures could approach Chongzhen, three of the dozens of Yiding who were escorting him separated. They stepped forward and knocked down the assassin in just one turn.
Zheng Sen quickly shouted: "Sir, please stay alive!"
Chongzhen said calmly: "Kill them all, most of them are just local sticks."
Today, people who have paid their taxes have been released one after another by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
So it's not surprising that some thugs came to assassinate him.
Even if he wasn't a local stick, Chongzhen didn't want to investigate. It would be troublesome if he did.
In a word, Chongzhen now has no extra energy to start a big prison.
After receiving the order from Chongzhen, the three Yiding waist knives fell, and the assassin's head was immediately missing.
However, at this moment, two more dark figures hurried towards Jixian Gate without holding up lanterns.
Two Yiding men immediately stepped forward, kicked the two shadows over, and put a sword on the necks of the shadows. One of the shadows immediately started wailing like a slaughtering pig: Your Majesty!
"Kang Weng?" It was rare that Chongzhen could still hear the voice of this dark shadow.
"Your Majesty, the common man is Kang Shaojing!" The black shadow shouted in horror.
"Bring him here." Chongzhen motioned to Yi Ding to bring Kang Wanwan over.
"Your Majesty, the common people have something urgent to report." Kang Baiwan said in shock.
"Urgent matter?" Chongzhen said with a smile, "But I don't know what the urgent matter is?"
Kang Baiwan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "It's about bonds."
"Bond?" Chongzhen said with a smile, "Kang Weng, please go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs in four days."
"Your Majesty, the common people don't want to buy bonds privately." Kang Wanwan shook his head repeatedly and said, "The common people just want to remind His Majesty that the act of issuing bonds to raise wages hides a fatal crisis."
