Lao He spoke happily, but as he spoke, he became angry. He jumped up and grabbed Yun Ye's chest and asked, "Why didn't you tell me such a good idea two years ago?"
Yun Ye slapped Lao He on the head with the flower branch in his hand and said viciously: "Two years ago, you bastard was busy grabbing land and selling cattle on the grassland. It was the time when you were making money every day.
, can you listen to these words when I say them to you? How can you wake up without suffering some losses? "
Lao He let go of his hand and picked up the scattered pear blossom petals on the ground, put them in his mouth and chewed them one by one. With a helpless look on his fat face, he said to Yun Ye aggrievedly: "What the hell is this world like?
Money is not enough, even money is not enough. I want to leave some money for my children to eat, is it so difficult?"
"The money you have left is enough to support your family for hundreds of years. Are you going to solve all the problems in your family in a thousand years by yourself? Even the emperor has no such ability. Just do your thing honestly and go with the flow.
Mixing in the crowd and slowly accumulating, this is the truth."
It took a lot of effort to drag He Shao up, and arranged things for him with the shipping company, asking him to send some knowledgeable workers on board the ship, and at the same time, he needed to prepare the supply of goods.
"Hurry up, finish this matter, and then work hard for your life. Two months will probably make you suffer a lot, but it's okay. I almost died from the cold on the grassland, but now I'm so strong
There should be more. I will wait for you in Chang'an. I will open your drug store and medical clinic as soon as possible, accumulate popularity earlier, and waste less energy on those beauties. Your health is already in poor condition.
, I’m worried that you can’t stay with us.”
Yun Ye put the flower branches on the horse's back and left the pear garden with Dongyu. People in the world are working so hard. It's not just because you are a child of a rich family that you can sleep on the achievements of your ancestors.
, if one or two generations have not made any progress, Nuo Da's family will be torn apart, and the down-and-out children can only sit on the doorstep, catch lice, and imagine the glory of their ancestors.
Ronghua Nu stayed at Dengzhoufu Yamen. Yuan Dake found two pretty Korean women to serve her. Yun Ye also lived here, but in another courtyard, he saw Ronghua Nu in the courtyard.
Sunbathing in the sun, Yun Ye smiled and put the branch of pear blossoms in her arms, then walked along the corridor and entered his office area.
Sitting down in the study room, I saw a mountain of letters on the desk. I picked out the letters from home first, leaving aside those letters from veterans.
Grandma's letters were getting longer and more verbose. From the font, it could be seen that it was Da Ya's handwriting, and the front part was still Grandma's tone. She was asking questions about herself, but it changed in the next few pages. Yun Ye didn't intend to read it anymore.
Yes, this is what Daya gave to Shan Ying. She called Shan Ying, who was lying in the yard basking in the sun, handed him the letter, and returned to his study with a dark face. Is there any family trick left in this? This is all blatant
Letters were exchanged. Whose daughter who has not left the court would be like this?
Xin Yue's, Na Rimu's letter was put into her arms. When she lay in bed at night and read it, she might cry. Na Rimu should have gone to the grassland now, and she didn't know who she was with those veteran generals, famous ministers, and the stewards of the prince's family.
Will the management take advantage of the fight? The most important thing is the daughter. I don’t know if it is stable or not. Sun Simiao must have vaccinated all the children with cowpox. At least they can resist this serious infectious disease. This makes Yun Ye worry.
few.
After Li Chengqian's letter was opened, Yun Ye felt much better. From the moment he raised his head to the end, he did not ask a question about the war. He knew that his friend hated the war. At this time, he was unwilling to mention it regardless of victory or defeat, so
His letters are full of how strong his child Li Xiang is, as well as some interesting things in the palace, anecdotes in the court, how Wei Zheng killed a parrot of his father, and how Lan Ling is now
She was the richest little rich woman in the palace. Gao Yang was unwilling to marry Fang Yiai, but Fang Yiai said that she was not willing to marry Gao Yang either. As a result, both of them were punished by their father and knelt outside the Chaotian Gate.
Yi Ai took off his clothes to protect Gao Yang from the rain, which made Gao Yang cry. They were all happy things. In the end, he only mentioned it at the end. He decided to mint money, silver coins, and copper plates, and prepared to write a letter to the court to cancel the chaos.
From now on, the imperial court will only recognize these newly minted Shengshi Tongbao. Other silks and the like will gradually withdraw from the monetary system in the next five years. From now on, they, like food, will only become goods and no longer have currency.
Function.
Yun Ye was not worried about Li Chengqian's reforms. The Buddhist and Taoist sects were now in a state of truce because their vitality was severely damaged. They found a way to retreat. They even didn't bother to pay attention to the Zoroastrian Cult. After attacking for a while, they disappeared.
As long as these two big financiers in the world don't jump out to cause trouble, it will be a matter of course for good coins to drive out bad coins. As long as the stamps of Chang'an Mint are not lost, there is no way for others to get those who have surpassed the hundred steelmaking existences.
An impression was made, not to mention a hydraulic stamping machine. There was a money, a silver coin, and a copper coin in the envelope. On the money was a statue of Shennong, on the back were grains and ears of grain, and there were small teeth around it to prevent others from doing so.
Scratch the gold from the top. The front of the silver coin is Fuxi, and the back is the Bagua diagram. The same has small teeth. The copper coin is only 100 yuan and is stamped out of a red copper plate. The front is a portrait of Li Er riding a horse, and the back is "The King of Qin".
The music and dance formation of "Broken Formation Music", this man is born with such a stinky and showy virtue, it is estimated that the copper coins of small denominations will not escape his clutches.
Li Tai actually knitted the woolen cloth. Judging from the blanket that was delivered, the craftsmanship was top-notch. Yun Ye lay on it and smelled it for a long time without smelling any peculiar smell. What a good thing. It is the military uniform of his navy.
It must be made of woolen cloth. Today's linen clothes are baggy and embarrassing to wear.
There are only laughs throughout Cheng Yaojin’s letters. Looking at the messy hahaha on the letter, I was moved. Old Cheng’s first haha was black and bright, with full ink, but the last ones were like
It was as if it had been swept by a broom, looming, and the last haha was just a few faint traces of ink. You can imagine how happy Lao Cheng was when he received the news that the army had returned and successfully completed the mission.
There were only a few simple words in Lao Niu’s letter: OK, OK, go home to Daqing!
After reading these people's letters, Yun Ye lost interest in reading other letterheads. He sorted out the letters and threw them on the desk. A strange letter immediately caught his eye. The words on it were crooked and read.
There were two big characters that were almost unrecognizable: Daddy. I quickly opened it and burst into tears for a while.
"Dad, I can write now!" There was no signature, no head, only these seven words, plus the word "Dad" on the envelope, only nine words, but it caused great waves in Yun Ye's heart.
He covered his face with the envelope and smelled it greedily until his tears soaked the ink stains, leaving a black mess on his face. Then he quickly sobbed and took the blanket brought by Li Tai and carefully sucked the tear stains on the envelope.
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"Can my eldest son know how to write letters?" Yun Ye's thoughts suddenly flew across the Ten Thousand Mountains, as if he saw a fat child kneeling by the low table, gritting his teeth, sticking out his tongue, and writing one stroke after another.
There were words written on it, and the scene was warm, but there was a beautiful fox-like woman standing next to it.
Thinking of the beautiful woman, Yun Ye's heart calmed down. Whose three-year-old child can write? What kind of writing should he learn at the age of wearing crotchless pants? It must be his mother's handwriting. This woman knows very well where the weakness of the child's father is.
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I rummaged through the pile of envelopes angrily, and sure enough, I found Li Anlan's letterhead. I cut it open with a knife, omitting the nonsense at the front, omitting the list of things I wanted in the middle, and going straight to the end.
"Rong'er is already three years old this year. Fortunately, God has blessed me with a healthy child. I am in Lingnan, so there is no need to worry about me. Now Rong'er can also write. Although the handwriting is a bit ugly, I still write to
My own father, it’s okay to come here. My father is celebrating his 49th birthday this year. With the whole world celebrating, I also plan to return to the capital to celebrate my birthday. I only hope that when I return to the capital, my husband will have already played a triumphant song. The battlefield is stormy and the waves are rough, and my fate is like this.
The egg is hanging, I hope your husband will cherish it and cherish it."
I closed the letter, sat in front of the table, rubbed my cheeks vigorously, washed my face in the basin of water, applied the hot towel to my eyes, and then opened the door and prepared to relax.
Thick smoke billowed from the east side of the Governor's Mansion, and there were Taoist priests chanting sutras and monks singing Zen. The black smoke had been rising for three full days. The monks and Taoists were also busy for three days and three nights. There were many corpses.
Every time a corpse was put together, auxiliary soldiers would carry it to the crematorium and burn it. Finally, they would be put into porcelain jars, waiting for Yun Ye to take them away when he returned to Beijing.
It’s time to send them off, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. If there is any dissatisfaction or shame, it should be all gone now. My subordinates will also be treated like this this time. The only difference is that they
There are names on the mao porcelain jars where he lives. Three people from Yunjiazhuangzi died in the war.
The flesh and blood of a seven-foot-old man in Nuo Da were burned away by fireworks, and now all that is left is a small pile of ashes. When the ashes cooled down, the widowers took a dustpan to put the ashes into a jar. A strange wind blew over, and the dustpan
A lot of the ashes inside were blown away by the wind. Wu Zuo didn't care at all and put the remaining ashes into the jar casually.
"Drag them down and punish them thirty times. Each of them will be like this. After they have been punished, they will continue to incinerate the soldiers' bodies. If this happens again, they will be beheaded on the spot!"
The surrounding naval officers immediately dragged the prisoners outside for execution. Yun Ye came to the next dead soldier who was about to be burned, arranged his appearance, set up firewood, poured oil on it himself, lit it, and watched.
The flames gradually engulfed the young body, waving goodbye to the corpse,