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Chapter 434 The day when the head fell

Wang Shenxing reprimanded in a deep voice: "Why are Sanniang here? There are no rules! You haven't come to see the guests yet! These are the Marquis and Master Qi!"

The two people quickly met Li.

Tang Shijin saw that the two of them were not very old, but they had good rules. Although they were a little scared when they saw Wang Shenxing, they were still close to each other. It seemed that Wang Shenxing was quite good to his children.

The little lady wore a flat bun with small beads in her hair. She had a chubby face, big eyes, and a round mouth. She was dressed like a lady, in a ladylike manner, and had chubby little hands.

Douwo looks like a little grown-up, very cute to look at.

Tang Shijin smiled and said: "Master Wang, your daughter is too cute, isn't she? How old is she?"

"I'll have my haircut next month!" Wang Shenxing said with a smile, "You're a big girl now, but you still look like a child!"

While looking at Tang Shijin.

Speaking of which, she is only one year older than her, but is almost a head taller than her, and her whole person is calm and calm, without being childish.

Tang Shijin smiled and said: "Master Wang, you are so unkind. I asked Nian Geng casually, and you said that you will get your haircut next month. Should I give you this gift or not?"

Wang Shenxing laughed loudly and said, "Then I'll thank you Lord Marquis for your gift first."

Wang Silang didn't think she was a woman at all. He was a little unhappy when he saw her frivolous behavior and staring straight at his sister. He didn't expect that his father would claim to be a lower official!

He was confused and looked at Tang Shijin a few times. The young lady was even more panicked and kept looking at her father.

Tang Shijin had a bad taste for a moment: "It looks like a snow doll. If I pinch your daughter's face, she won't cry, right?" He squeezed it gently.

Wang Shenxing said helplessly: "Master Hou..."

He stood up with a smile and touched his daughter's head: "Hey, don't be afraid, the Marquis is teasing you!" At the same time, he looked down and said: "Send Sanniang back to the room, Shiro stays here!"

The servants came as ordered and quickly took the young lady away.

Then Wang Shenxing said: "I am a young man who has read some books, why not ask him to write them?"

Tang Shijin spread his hands and said, "Whatever, as long as you don't ask me to write it, anyone can do it."

Wang Shenxing smiled and said: "Then let's go to the study."

Tang Shijin responded, and they strolled to the study.

Wang Shenxing dared to introduce his son. This Wang Silang was obviously quite talented. As soon as Wang Shenxing said what he meant, he did it in one go. Wang Shenxing read it first and nodded repeatedly. It was obvious that the writing was good.

Tang Shijin was watching from the side.

Little Tanhua is not here, and she wants to make friends with Wang Shenxing again. Why not just use this child as a temporary pen holder?

While thinking about it, she took it, looked at it, and said, "No."

Wang Shenxing was about to stand up, but Tang Shijin waved his hand to him and told him to leave it alone.

Wang Silang cupped his hands and said, "Please give me some advice."

Tang Shijin said: "You must write in a very simple way. There is no need for literature and science. The simpler, the better. You must understand that there are not many literate people in the village, and scholars are very rare. There are not many educated people working in the county government.

, you write too deep for them to understand.”

Wang Silang looked at his father, thought about it, and rewrote it.

Tang Shijin still said: "No."

Wang Silang wrote it again, and Tang Shijin said again: "It still doesn't work... If you don't tell others, at least I have to understand it, right?"

Wang Silang didn't know who she was, so he said patiently: "It's already very obvious."

Tang Shijin said: "I think you don't know the suffering of us illiterates. Take the camellias outside for example. When you literati saw it, you might chant on the spot, 'The sea is red as red as fire, first we will report the spring breeze.' But we illiterates only

He would say, 'You're so good-looking.' Take my cheap dad, for example, who is also a student. I once heard him praise a neighbor's kid, 'This kid is so smart that one day he will be killed.'"

Wang Shenxing took a sip of tea, then choked and coughed.

Even Qi Yaoling couldn't hold back a laugh.

Wang Silang simply didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Then he quickly understood this level and wrote another one.

Tang Shijin took it over and took a look at it and nodded: "Not bad, not bad. Let me just say it. Literary people can write sour things, and they will definitely write sweet things, but they just can't let go. I asked my sixth brother to write Zhongtang for me, and my sixth brother wrote Zhongtang.

Without hesitation, I wrote, 'The only way to solve your worries is to get rich.' You must learn this spirit."

Wang Silang said: "Thank you, Lord Marquis, for your advice."

Tang Shijin read it carefully again and wrote down several key points clearly before handing it to Wang Shenxing: "Master Wang, hurry up and take care of it."

Wang Shenxing said: "Yes."

Tang Shijin said: "Ling'er and I went out for a walk. We may not come back for dinner at noon or evening. You don't have to wait."

Wang Shenxing said: "If the Marquis does not mind, I will ask Silang to accompany you. He is familiar with all the shops in this street."

Tang Shijin nodded: "Okay."

So the two of them strolled out. Wang Shenxing gave Wang Silang a few words. When Wang Silang came out again, he brought several followers with him, and his expression was obviously much more respectful. "Where do you want to go, Mr. Marquis?"

Tang Shijin said: "Just take a walk."

Wang Silang stopped talking, and Tang Shijin just wandered aimlessly, saying, "Where do you plant mulberry and raise silkworms here?"

Wang Silang said: "There are them everywhere, and the biggest one should be in Xitan Mountain."

Tang Shijin said: "Whose business is it?"

Wang Silang thought for a moment: "That family seems to be named Jiang."

Tang Shijin asked again: "In what month should we start raising silkworms?"

Wang Silang said: "In April."

Tang Shijin nodded.

She was thinking that the three major weaving bureaus, Jiangning Weaving, Suzhou Weaving and Hangzhou Weaving, seemed to have been established only in the Qing Dynasty. Anyway, there are none in Jiangnan now.

There are silkworms everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River, and the silkworms she put into the space last time have been collected for several crops, and there are quite a few. They can be taken out to make a good start and promote silk. Is this also a political achievement? One more weaving bureau, right?

For a Jiangnan official like Wang Shenxing, will there be decentralization of power?

What about the common people and merchants?

Even if it can be controlled at first, will it hinder the development of the private textile industry in the long run?

At the beginning, the Cao family of Jiangning Weaving was the confidant and the eyes and ears of Emperor Kangxi, and had the power to report secretly. Kangxi visited Jiangnan six times, and the Cao family alone received four visits.

It's best not to take this route. Doesn't this mean that the Jinyiwei Branch is doing more harm than good?

So what is the better way to go? Let Jiangnan officials start building it directly?

We can wait until Yan Baiwei comes to ask him about this matter. Anyway, there is no rush in April.

She thought as she strolled.

The further we walked, the busier it became. Many people greeted Wang Silang and asked, "Where is this guest?"

Wang Silang just smiled and cupped his hands without answering.

Tang Shijin didn't care and said, "I want to go visit the largest Orihu."

Wang Silang said: "Please wait a moment, Lord Marquis." At the same time, he went to ask the person in person.

Tang Shijin and Qi Yaoling were still walking forward, but they heard the person next to them say: "Where are you going, Mr. Zhou?"

One person said: "Go to Chenjialou to listen to "The Legend of the God of Wealth"! It starts at 10 o'clock!"

Tang Shijin raised his eyebrows.


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