"Third master, young lady..., look outside, Xiangshan is so beautiful." Beautifully housed in a carriage and very spacious. There is a low couch and a coffee table. Yu'er sat on a chair by the window and turned her head.

Lin Zhiyun gently erected a slender jade finger, and her nails were painted with Danko, which was very beautiful, "Shhhhhhhhhhh The beautiful and quiet royal sister beauty held Jia Huan with one hand.

The delicate and clever girl Yu'er smiled embarrassedly and took her voice.

Lin Zhiyun lowered her head and looked at Jia Huan, who was sleeping with her eyes closed: eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips constituted a very ordinary appearance. This is her father-in-law. Tenderness swelled in his heart: he was very tired outside.

In the eyes of some people in the capital, what kind of person is Xianggong? Could it be that he is afraid of him? In the hearts of those students in Wendao Academy, what kind of image should Xianggong be? It should be the leader! She's seen it.

And in her eyes?

In the mandarin duck tent, she chanted poems and teased her husband: Where is the peach beauty, the former Du Jia Lang is here again. In front of the rouge shop on Chongwenmenwai Street, the young man who accosted her. He admitted that the first time we met, I had a good impression of her.

"Dengzi!"

Lin Zhiyun spit out three words in a clear voice. At the corners of his mouth, a clear smile escaped, like a white pear blossom blooming in the spring breeze.

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Xiangshan is located in the western suburbs of Beijing. In the mountains, you can see the elegant and beautiful royal garden: Daming Palace.

At the foot of Xiangshan, not far from the Daming Palace, among the two imperial villages. Zhuang Tou smoked dry tobacco in a tiled house in the east of the village, anxious. More than two dozen villagers gathered around.

It stands to reason that the people who farm the land for them are digging in the soil, who are they planting for not planting? However, it depends on whether the master's exploitation is strong.

For example, in the west of Xiangshan, in Tongjia Village, Woniu Town, the family farmed land for the Jia family, and the rent was very light. There is also a school in the village. The younger generations have a hope.

"Fourth uncle, what did Master Zhou say?"

"yes. Fourth uncle, you go into the city for a walk. Ask about the situation. We don't want to farm for Jin merchants. ”

The fourth uncle of Zhuangtou was dressed in a patched short coat, sat in the hall, knocked the cigarette stick, and shouted: "Don't make any noise." Wait. "The Zhou family was originally a relative of the country, and they were treated well. How many layers of skin must they be scraped if they fall into the hands of merchants?

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The Zhou family's mansion is outside the city, and since the death of Zhou Guifei last spring, the Zhou family has gradually declined. The house in the west city was sold to pay off the debt. The family moved outside the city. Fortunately, the concubine built the garden back then. It's inhabited by a bunch of people, and it's not crowded.

On the morning of March 24, Zhou Wumin met customers in the front yard and dealt with creditors. The creditor is the proprietor of the West Kaiqian Village on Chongwenmen Street. He borrowed 2,000 taels of silver a year ago to turn around and use. Now the debt is due and unable to repay.

"Boss Su, you and I know each other, please forgive me a few more days. In a few days, I will give you back the money. ”

Boss Su was a middle-aged man in his forties, of medium height, wearing an elegant brown robe, and disagreed: "Master Zhou, your nephew is a prince, and you still need me this bit of silver?" We've been friends for many years. I'll give you an extension until now. It's been four months soon. You see..."

Zhou Wumin was forty-one years old at the time, and it had been three or four years since Jia Huan last saw him. smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Su, Brother Su..."

When he was talking about dry mouth, a small guy outside came in, "Master, the fourth girl refused to get on the sedan chair and went to the Qiu Du Lieutenant's mansion, saying that if she wanted to go, she would die." ”

Zhou Wumin let out a long sigh, and there were some tears in his eyes.

Qiu Duwei's son fell in love with his brother's daughter and wanted to marry him as a concubine. The bride price is not as good as Jia Tanhua's concubine, which caused a sensation in Beijing some time ago: 30,000 taels. I also gave five thousand taels. Being a concubine has a very bad reputation. But the old and young people in the house want to eat!

Boss Su shook his head. Zhoufu is really in decline. What is the difference between this and the disaster year, when the small people sell their sons and daughters? Therefore, his money must be returned quickly.

At this time, another servant came in with a panicked expression, and his voice was trembling, "Master, the king of Shuntian Mansion has come to deliver the summons again." ”

Zhou Wumin's heart trembled, and his hands trembled, "It's too much to deceive people, it's too much to deceive people." ”

Yin Wuji, the owner of Baichuantong, took a fancy to the two Zhuangzi of the Zhou family at the foot of Xiangshan. To design him, with only 1,000 taels of silver, he had to win these two Zhuangzi.

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About ten minutes later, Zhou Wumin came to the main hall and saw the head of the fast shift of Shuntian Mansion with two catchers coming to deliver the summons. One of them, burly, handsome, and talented, is the concubine of Princess Yongchang.

Yan Zhuhai became a dog-headed military advisor, and in the past year, he has not been favored by Princess Yongchang, so he can only go to the princess's mansion occasionally.

Wang Zhutou is in his fifties, he is an old man in the public gate, dressed in a soap uniform, carrying a waist knife, looking at the wolf with a smile, smiling - he handed the summons to Zhou Wumin, and laughed: "Master Zhou, congratulations, congratulations!" ”

Zhou Wumin almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood, and pointed at Wang Zhu's head, "You, you..." The Zhou family, over the years, how have they ever been insulted by a lowly servant? People are poor and short-minded!

Wang Zhutou understood Zhou Wumin's expression when he saw it, and said with a smile: "Master Zhou, don't misunderstand." This time it was Fu Tongzhi's words, please go over and sign and take the Huangzhuang back. The eldest lord of the mansion was impeached by the imperial history and asked for sick leave. Fu Tongzhi temporarily acted for the affairs of the Yamen. Hurry up and go. ”

Zhou Wumin was stunned for a moment, and then, the ecstasy was uncontrollable, and he felt the blood rush to the top of his head. A bitter, fluttering, and unreal feeling made him lose his ability to think for a short time: take the Huangzhuang back, take the Huangzhuang back! Ha ha!

Zhou Wumin's tears flowed down, and the word in his throat finally rushed out, his voice was hoarse, and he used all his strength to roar: "Get out!" "Jia Huan has made a move!

"Good, good. Master Zhou, you have the final say. Wang Zhutou looked embarrassed, the corners of his mouth pulled unpleasantly, and he left the Zhou Mansion with his subordinates.

For those in their line of work, eyesight is very important. Don't look at them in the fish and meat township, the neighborhood, it seems to be powerful. But Fu Tongzhi, the second master, wants to rectify them quite easily. So, I was scolded twice, bear with it!

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Three days later, Jia Huan, accompanied by Yanwang Ning Xi, went to Zhou's house outside Xicheng to be a guest and eat wine.

At the end of March, the beginning of summer has passed. The banquet was held in a pavilion in the villa of the provincial relatives of Zhoufu. On the second floor, carved beams are painted. Cornices draw corners. Overlooking the whole garden from the window, the terraces and water pavilions are connected continuously, and the scenery is picturesque. Unique.

Of course, it is still inferior to the Grand View Garden of Jiafu. The Zhou family only started because of Zhou Guifei and King Yan. And before Jia Yuanchun was crowned a concubine, Jiafu was an old noble, a century-old family since the founding of the country.

The little maids and maids are all waiting downstairs. On the second floor, there is an elegant table of eight immortals, furnished with fine food and wine.

Zhou Wumin raised his glass and saluted Jia Huan, a man in his early forties, he could see that when he was young, he was also very handsome, but his face was very old, his voice was a little choked, and he said: "On behalf of the Zhou family, Mr. Xie Jia will help you with eight hundred mouths of the whole house." If it weren't for Mr. Jia's help, I'm afraid..."

As he spoke, tears flowed out. Hurriedly skimmed his face away.

"Uncle..."Ning Xi shouted softly, feeling very uncomfortable. He was 15 years old, a fair, frail boy.

Jia Huan has a good sense of Zhou Wumin, and it is easy for him to think of his deceased uncle Zhao Guoji. Drained the wine in the cup, smiled gently, and said, "Zhou Yi's advice, it's all over." "The heads of the noble concubine families of the national dynasty are generally the counselors who canonized the three grades of the officials. At the beginning, Jia Yu of Jiafu was a first-class general, so naturally there was no need to be canonized.

Ning Xi persuaded softly: "Yes, uncle, it's all over." ”

The day before yesterday, Mr. went to talk to the two family members of the Taigu Department and the Qixian Department in the Jin Dynasty, and then, the ticket number set up by Baichuan Tong in the capital was squeezed by Jiafu and could not take out a tael of silver. Subsequently, Pravda and the Beijing Daily, which is owned by Jiafu, reported on it. It's all over the city. Baichuan Communication went bankrupt and was forced to leave the capital. It was only a matter of time before it died.

"Hmm." Zhou Wumin nodded, and it took a while to calm down and say, "Let Mr. Jia smile." ”

Jia Huan smiled slightly.

After the noon banquet, Jia Huan liked the scenery of this pavilion, where the breeze was blowing, leaving only Ning Xi by his side. A plate of chilled watermelon and sour plum juice was placed on the table behind him.

Jia Huan gently patted the sandalwood railing, overlooking the exquisite water pavilion in the Zhou Mansion, and asked, "Ziwen, what have you learned through this incident?" ”

This is clearly teaching students.

Ning Xi cheered up in his heart, thought for a while, and said, "Sir, you mean that by taking advantage of the general trend of issuing silver coins, you will take advantage of the trend to run Baichuan Tong into bankruptcy. Help my uncle breathe this out. The disciple admires the talent of the gentleman. ”

King Yan is just a middle-aged person.

Jia Huan turned his head and looked at the young man who was only one year younger than him, but half a head shorter, smiled and said, "Ziwen, don't learn Ning Cheng's set." He was afraid that I would come out of the psychological shadow. ”

Ning Xi chuckled, lowered his head, and said closely, "Yes." ”

Jia Huan nodded. ran Baichuan Tong, using Daiyu's million taels of silver tickets stored in him. Since the "bank" has been opened in Jiafu, this money will naturally be deposited in the bank of Jiafu. Jia Huan will not be pedantic, and he will not even change the deposit bank.

In these years, if you want to change the deposit bank, you naturally have to exchange the silver bills into silver first. After the official issuance of the silver coin, it will be exchanged for silver coins, and the hard loss will be 20%.

Jia Huan said softly: "Ziwen, you are still young, political scheming, you can learn slowly." There is no hurry. I'm here to tell you the general principles. Noble is the epitaph of the noble. Mean, it is the pass of the despicable.

Deal with villains, better than his villains. Deal with bad guys worse than him. To deal with political hooligans, it is more hooligan than him. In the history of the Ming Dynasty, the struggle between Xu Jie and Yan Song, you go back and study it carefully. Go back and give me your reading notes for correction. ”

As we all know, in the history of China, only when the previous dynasty ends, the next dynasty will revise its history. And the Donglin Party of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, like a dog, revised a lot of the history of the Ming Dynasty that was unfair and slanderous. The history of the Ming Dynasty of the Zhou Dynasty is naturally much more objective and fair.

Ning Xi responded: "Okay, sir." ”

Jia Huan smiled.

He's a guy who likes to make plans. In everything, it is established in advance, and if it is not prepared, it is wasted. In the current situation, the students and gentlemen of the academy are worried about his situation. But he was not afraid! He never lost his will and courage.

As Mrs. Ning said: A strong son of heaven will not have a strong prince. This is the best result. But, I'm afraid of everything! Suppose that after King Jin ascends the throne, he dares to initiate a liquidation of him, what should I do?

How to be a qualified emperor, he will secretly and slowly teach and influence Ning Xi. This was a last resort for him.

As a modern person, he has never felt that the emperor is a god, a monarch wants his ministers to die, and ministers have to die.

If I am the Green Emperor in his year!

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