As soon as Lu Huiqing opened his eyes, he saw the pomegranate flower in full bloom outside the window. For this reason, he lay in bed for half an hour, turning his head to admire the pomegranate flower from all angles, before getting ready to get up.
In May, the Guanzhong land was as sultry as a steamer. Mai Ke from the mountainous area had already appeared on the plains. He could spend a night under the eaves of someone else's house with only shirtless clothes. However, Lu Huiqing, wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, felt
Not even the slightest bit of warmth.
A thirteen-year-old boy named Brother Chun wet the cloth and carefully wiped his face. He also wiped his half-foot-long beard. With a mouthful of salt water in his mouth, Lu Huiqing walked out of the room and rinsed his face.
He opened his mouth and stretched his waist. Although it seemed ridiculous for a thin person to have a big belly, Brother Chun was full of respect for the gentleman in front of him.
It was this Mr. Chu who saved him from the eighteenth level of hell. His gratitude was enough to make him forget about his strange figure.
Lu Huiqing sprayed the salt water out of his mouth like a prank, and the water droplets fell on the pomegranate tree in a fan shape. The pomegranate flowers that were blooming just now were immediately covered with water droplets, making them look much more beautiful. He rinsed with water again.
After taking a sip, Lu Huiqing felt that she had no reason to continue doing it as long as it was a good thing.
Brother Chun brought a wooden plate full of food. This was my husband’s breakfast. I don’t know why, but my husband was so thin that he had a huge appetite. He had to eat a lot of food every day, and most of it was fatty.
meat.
But yes, my husband is not in good health, so he should eat more.
Seeing the food in front of him, Lu Huiqing sighed and sat in front of the table, ready to accept the torment of the new day. After only eating a small bowl of gruel, Lu Huiqing was already full, but his hands made no move to stop.
Meaning, he persistently stretched his chopsticks towards the fatty meat on the plate, and ate all the food on the plate without expression. Lu Huiqing gently wiped the sweat beads on his head and looked at the empty bowl with pride.
Laughed.
Eating is already a kind of battle for him. If he only eats a small bowl of gruel every day, Lu Huiqing firmly believes that his bones have already begun to decay. It is because he insists on eating every day and insists on eating more that he can survive.
today.
After eating so much, but not feeling fat, where did all the food go? Lu Huiqing believed that the meat and other things she just ate were actually fed to the devils in her body, and she could only let these devils devour her.
Get rid of these foods so that they will not eat up their already very unhealthy bodies.
Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders today, Mr. Chu Zhongtian is a big-bellied man who eats well. Who knows that the gruel or soup he really needs the night before eating every day.
The expansion of business from Wuzhong to Guanzhong was somewhat unexpected to Lu Huiqing. The traditional business route of Princess Mansion was not in Lingnan, but in Guanzhong. However, as long as you think about Wang Yiyong's father and brother, it is easy to understand the reason.
The foundation of the Wang family was originally in Hancheng, Guanzhong. There was a business route that was deeply rooted here. There was nothing strange about it. What really surprised Lu Huiqing was that Wang Yiyong was poaching the princess's palace to supplement the Wang family.
However, as the confidant of the consort, Lu Huiqing still knew a lot of things. For example, Wang Yiyong also had a home in Hancheng, which also had a wife, son, and daughter. According to Wang Yiyong's instructions, Lu Huiqing gave 40% of the profits from this business
It was quietly handed over to Wang Yiyong's wife in Hancheng through a transaction.
Lu Huiqing was very good at doing this kind of secretive thing. Not only could it not be seen in the books, but even Butler Wang who came with him could not find it. No matter how much Butler Wang simulated the accounts, he could not find any flaws.
Regarding Wang Yiyong's stupidity, Lu Huiqing had long wanted to laugh out loud. Why did this person think that the emperor didn't know that he still had family members in Hancheng? Why did he think that he could do it perfectly?
What is the purpose of the Boy's Army? Isn't it just to monitor the world? The prince-in-law and relatives have always been the focus of attention. The remnants of the previous dynasty cannot escape the pursuit of the Boy's Army. Why does Wang Yiyong think that he is doing something secretly?
Will anyone know about his activities?
The reason why nothing happened now is because the princess is in poor health. Zhao Zhen didn't want his aunt to be harmed, so he kept silent. How could someone as smart as Lu Huiqing not know that after the princess died,
It was when Wang Yiyong was beheaded.
From the day she found out that Wang Yiyong had a foreign residence, Lu Huiqing looked at Wang Yiyong like a bored passerby looking at a pig that is getting fatter and fatter in a pig pen, wondering when the pig would get stabbed.
Of course Lu Huiqing would not say these words to Wang Yiyong. Stupid people often make things worse from the root when they do things. They are so stupid that there is no way to save them.
Brother Chun gently helped Mr. Chun beat his calf. Mr.'s body was very weak and he would get cramps if he walked for a long time. Doing this could relieve fatigue. This was something he had to do every day.
Seeing Brother Chun, Lu Huiqing will think of his former servant Ayou, who was also a very good servant, equally attentive and considerate...
"What a good child! Why are your parents willing to send you into the building?" Lu Huiqing sighed with emotion as she gently stroked Brother Chun's round head with her hand.
"Too many brothers and sisters..."
Lu Huiqing shook his head and said: "That's not what you said. Life is only once for everyone. You can't afford to waste it. If you make one wrong step, there will be no room for you to look back. So you must remember firmly that no matter you are a saint,
, neither the emperor nor the emperor has the right to waste our lives at will. Grandpa was born between heaven and earth, and my fate is up to me and not up to heaven."
Brother Chun carefully remembered what he said. He is the most knowledgeable person in the Prince Consort's house. Brother Chun knows this.
"Recite to me the last nine sentences of the third chapter of Han Fei's talk about Yang Quan." Lu Huiqing lay on the soft couch and closed her eyes.
Brother Chun recited in a low voice: "If the master loses his spirit, the tiger will follow him. The master does not know, the tiger will become a dog. If the master does not stop the fleas, the dog will benefit. When a tiger forms a group, it kills its mother. The master is
But if there are no ministers, it is a shame to have a country. If you impose the laws, the big tiger will be timid; if you give the punishments, the tiger will be at peace. If the legal system is trusted, the tiger will turn into a human and betray its truth."
Lu Huiqing opened her eyes, looked at Brother Chun and smiled: "You must remember this sentence, maybe one day it will save your life. You must remember that God is very fair, and there will always be
Leaving a way for others to survive is just because people in the world are stupid and don’t know the secret of heaven.”
After having enough rest, Lu Huiqing took Brother Chun to a small village outside Jingzhao Mansion, and finally came to a closed room with countless pots and jars. After he entered the house, Brother Chun sat down. Watch the door for him in front of the door.
Lu Huiqing opened a thick account book and read every line of text in it one by one.
"In the second year of Huangyou's reign, during Geng Yin, Cangzhou received 3,000 catties of Glauber's salt, Hedong Jiezhou received 700 catties of willow charcoal, Longde Prefecture received 2,000 catties of sulfur. Xian Sheng's army received 300 catties of cinnabar, and Tunliu received fifty wolfsbane. catty……
In the second year of Huangyou, at the end of autumn, Cangzhou received 50,000 jins of Glauber's salt, Hedong Jiezhou received 16,000 jins of willow charcoal, Longde Mansion received 20,000 jins of sulfur, Liaocheng received 300 jins of Aconitum, and Leshou received 300 jins of Tiannanxing. , Linchuan imported three hundred pounds of Gelsemium...
In the third year of Huangyou's reign, Xinmao, Cangzhou received 100,000 jins of Glauber's Salt, Hedong Jiezhou received 18,000 jins of willow charcoal, Nanhai Tianfang Kingdom received 80,000 jins of sulfur, Longde Prefecture received 17,000 jins of sulfur, and Zezhou Import 60,000 jins of Glauber's Salt..."
After reading these account books, Lu Huiqing threw the account books into a small stove with contempt, watched patiently as the account books turned into fly ashes, and then used an iron hook to smash the paper ashes thoroughly, muttering to himself: "The supreme leader of the Song Dynasty The secret was leaked so easily. An account book that should have been burned long ago made Yun Zheng, who had tried every means to keep the secret, furious. He thought that the position of the prisoner, Zeng Gongliang, should belong to me.
After reading this account book, any fool will know that the ingredients of gunpowder bombs are only three types: Glauber's salt, sulfur, and switch charcoal. It is better to use some highly poisonous substances to confuse the public, and it is better to do it more realistically, and not to end up in the end. It’s convenient, so I just exchange the poisonous things...
Is it time for Long Jiu to come into contact with the Liao people?"
Lu Huiqing sat in the room blankly for a while. When she heard voices outside the room, she opened the door and walked out. She saw a horse in the small yard, and the fat Butler Wang was struggling with Brother Chun.
Lu Huiqing laughed loudly and said: "Brother Wang is not proud of being among the fences and tiles in Jingzhao, so why did he come to this remote place?"
Steward Wang dismissed Brother Chun, walked up to Lu Huiqing and said seriously: "Has Brother Chu already been in contact with Long Jiu from Xiguan?"
Lu Huiqing smiled and said: "That's true. Our silk can't just be traded in the Guanzhong area. We have to find a bigger outlet. You should know the amount of silk produced in Wuzhong this year. Guanzhong can't afford such a big one." Amount."
There was still no smile on Butler Wang's face. He took out a document from his sleeve and threw it to Lu Huiqing and said: "Look, this is the sea fishing document signed by Yun Zheng, the deposed envoy of Hedong Road. Longjiu, whose original name is Hua Tianshou deceived his superiors and fled privately. Once discovered by various places, he would be killed on the spot and go to Yanmen Pass to receive the reward based on his head. The reward amount was a full five hundred guan.
Our Wang family has never caused trouble. We cannot afford to offend people like Yun Zheng, who are like vicious dogs. I heard that you and Long Jiu have reached a deal, but I don’t know what it is? Brother Chu, please tell the truth at this time. We all know that Longjiu's business route is a gangster, and it only goes to the Liao Kingdom. At this time, we must not talk about silk. Now that the Song and Liao countries are at war, even if you sell the silk at a sky-high price, Longjiu's money will None of us will survive." (To be continued)