The atmosphere when the wealthy people left the Laba Banquet this time was completely opposite to the heaviness they felt last time.
Although everyone's destination was still the prison, everyone was smiling and they were all very happy.
The people along the way were amazed and thought that it was different for the rich men to sit in jail, so why did they become happier the longer they sat there?
There is no way, people's joys and sorrows are incompatible with each other. They can't understand the happiness of the contestants who escaped behind bars and survived the desperate situation, and even spent time in jail.
Top players see an opportunity to regroup and restore their family's reputation.
Excellent players see the opportunity to increase their family's wealth and further their status.
Players who have passed the above line also see the opportunity to save all their family property. Although the soft land and other wealth will be turned into workshops, looms and workers' wages, they will have a hard life. And based on the current market situation, there is no need for it.
You can make all your money back in a few years.
Even for those at the end of the crane, being sent overseas is much better than being exiled. At least they are going to big cities, and the representative is Daming City Shipping Company. They will definitely be able to get around there, and maybe there will be opportunities to make a fortune. In short,
It's a hundred times better than being a thief serving an army and being trampled underfoot.
In short, each of the behind bars faction had unexpected surprises and new goals to strive for. Each and every one of them mustered up their energy and vowed to have a perfect ending in this last month!
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In that room, His Highness also returned to Canglang Pavilion and continued to have lunch.
The bowl of eight-treasure porridge he drank next door just now moistened His Highness's stomach, but made him even hungrier.
While he was feasting, he greeted Teacher Luo who was sitting with him and said, "Sir, use your chopsticks. Although I also have to eat, I am not as protective of my food as some people."
"..." Although Luo Guanzhong didn't know who the people His Highness was talking about were referring to, he did know what kind of meat was on the table today. "Your Highness, what kind of dishes are these?"
"The camel feast. Braised camel meat, cumin camel meat, charcoal grilled camel short ribs, camel meat stewed with radish, and camel meatball soup." His Highness recounted all the treasures from his family.
"Is this camel meat?" Luo Guanzhong took a chopstick and put it in his mouth to taste it. It tasted so delicious! He couldn't help but taste a few more chopsticks of each dish. Fang Yizheng said: "This is obviously beef!
"
"How do you know?" Lao Liu stared at Teacher Luo with his round eyes and said, "How do you know the taste of beef if you have never eaten beef?"
"Your Highness, you are not a talented student, but you are also one of the authors of "Water Margin"." Luo Guanzhong said speechlessly.
"Oh, yes, yes, I can tell you eat beef less at first glance." His Royal Highness King Chu confessed: "Yes, this is beef, how come you eat it? I just want to ask you if you want to eat it?"
"..." Luo Guanzhong swallowed hard, suppressed his appetite, and said earnestly: "My subordinates ate at that time because there was no royal law, but now it is the Ming Dynasty, and the national law is clear. How can your highness, as a prince, take the lead in violating it?"
What? If those people find out, they will attack in groups!"
"Teacher Luo is right, but this cow broke its leg in my third brother's manor." His Royal Highness the King of Chu was very depressed. He was a prince and had to explain himself for eating beef.
"That's when I reported it to Jiangning County and legally killed him and gave it to me to eat."
"..." Luo Guanzhong heard this and sneered: "Since the beginning of winter, the cows in Prince Zhou's Palace have died of illness; two of the cows in Prince Qin's Palace died of horns at once; the cows in Prince Yan's Palace are even more outrageous, they actually hanged themselves..."
"That was a rein. I accidentally hung it on a tree branch and strangled the cow to death. What do you mean by hanging?" Lao Liu corrected.
"No matter how they died, why did the cattle in the princes' families have such bad fates? Is this a loss of morals or a distortion of human nature?" Teacher Luo asked angrily.
"No, it's just that my brother's family has many cows. It's completely normal for one and two to die." The King of Chu said sternly: "My brothers gave me food to avoid suspicion. I can't give it all the way."
If you send it back, you can only eat it based on the principle of not wasting it. This is reasonable, right?"
"..." Teacher Luo was speechless, and he really wanted to slap himself.
"Okay, okay," Zhu Zhen smiled and served Teacher Luo a bowl of beef soup. "I know that Mr. Luo is good for me, but beef tastes better. If those people want to scold me, they can always find excuses. No
This is the only one missing.”
"That's true..." Teacher Luo said to himself. A prince who rode a panda through the city all day long really had too many lice to bite him. He took the beef soup and drank three bowls of it. This camel soup was really delicious.
, I haven’t had it in many years, I really miss it...
"But Your Highness," Luo Guanzhong had finished eating and drinking, and got down to business: "Aren't you a little too nice to these behind-the-scenes sects today?"
"Why don't you give me a sweet date with a stick? Besides, they performed really well, so I need to give them some positive incentives." Lao Liu took a beef short rib and chewed it until his mouth was full of oil, and said vaguely:
"Besides, I originally wanted to make a one-and-done deal, and I planned to wipe them out and leave, no matter what they thought. But now and then, now that I want to settle down in Suzhou, peace is still the most important thing.
Only when you have a lot of friends and a few enemies will your life be comfortable."
"That's the truth." Luo Guanzhong nodded. He could understand these things, but he wanted to remind you of another thing. "But His Highness gave the Tiecheng faction ten ship slots in one breath, and there were still forty points.
What do those returning home factions think about the contractor quota? They will be unbalanced."
"Why are their faces unbalanced?" King Chu put down the clean ribs he sucked, took the wet wipe and wiped his mouth and said: "I save them from fire and water, help them return home and let them live again.
To develop Suzhou’s business, it’s not an exaggeration to say that we can help each other through redevelopment.”
"But how did they repay me?" His Highness's thick eyebrows trembled slightly, and he said with anger: "That is, they performed well for half a year, and then they began to secretly limit production and use the food stamps paid to them by the Dyeing and Textile Bureau.
I bought silk from the behind bars faction at a higher price and handed it over! Is this how they repay me?"
"At that time, firstly, His Highness had not yet decided the winner, and the future was uncertain. Secondly, the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau had printed too many food stamps, and who wouldn't be afraid of a run on it? Who would have thought that Your Highness would have a clever way to solve it?" Luo Guanzhong smiled bitterly and said: "That's how people are. When the scar is healed, the pain is forgotten. When the child is born, the mother is forgotten."
"So, it makes sense for my old man to say, 'working hard is worse than using it.'" Zhu Zhen sneered: "So it's good not to deal with them this time. Do you still want benefits? Just dream."
While the two were talking, Li Fangyuan came in and reported: "Grandpa, Shen Rong and Gu Yuanchen want to see you."
