The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Zhu Xiurong sat with sadness in the carriage with sorrow and exhaustion.

The next one is not far away.

In this compartment, a pile of thick books is piled up for her to check the situation of each household of the people who need to visit at any time.

For example, the following company is engaged in the purchase and sale of food. These people need a lot of money. Once the money is turned around, the flow of funds is extremely large.

In the book, there are some details about this rice trader, which is very detailed about how many warehouses there are and how many shops there are.

Zhu Xiurong put down the book in his hand, and he already knows it.

It's just that she can't understand how hard it is to break the head. These books are obviously not the latest investigation. In a hurry, so many materials involve so many businesses. How can it be so detailed? When the family added a new one, they all wrote it clearly, and wanted to come here because her husband had investigated it long before his death.

But there seems to be another problem, lingering in Zhu Xiurong's mind.

During his lifetime, Fu Jun investigated what these merchants did. These merchants involved all kinds of industries, but it stands to reason with Xishan.

Only at this time, too late to think.

She felt that her mind was a bit numb and chaotic because of the pain of her husband, so she had to bite her lip and cheer herself up.

Now only she can support this job.

Noon of the day.

Banks and semicolons everywhere, just when hundreds of people are still running

But it was found that there was a long queue at the empty business window for exchange of treasure.

These people came in a hurry, and then outside, they began to unload a box of boxes, and then carried each box into the bank.

The box opened enough to make everyone's eyes straight.

It was a box of real gold and silver, which dazzled people.

After that, Qianzhuang immediately separated his staff and began to weigh the gold and silver.

They actually went the other way, and actually exchanged real gold and silver for Daming Bao banknotes.

The merchants of all the families came, and the real gold and silver brought by them were all led by the housekeepers in the house. They brought the guys with them, and they were guarded by special guards. They said nothing, and the things arrived. The people in Qianzhuang weighed and got the same amount of Daming Bao banknotes, and then turned around and left without saying anything.

So, there is a long line here to fetch silver, but there is a long line to save silver.

Previously it was a little chaotic bank, but now the business volume is up, but the banker in charge of the bank is now straightened up, and he is instructing the buddies to step up the business.

The money bank was methodical and even hung up a sign, deciding that in order to facilitate the redemption of the people, the time of closing down at night would be delayed by one or two hours.

This means that everyone should not be in a hurry, queue up well, take the treasured banknotes, keep them with silver, and there is no possibility that the deposits will be exhausted.

In this way, there are fewer people who come to exchange, but still some people are not at ease, always feel that the silver can be safe.

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness"

In front of the Hanlin Academy, Zhu Houzhao backed his hands and was stopped by the people in front of him.

But Zhu Houzhao froze his face, still moving forward, his shoulder collided with the other party, the other party suddenly staggered, and fell directly to the ground.

Behind Zhu Hou, a group of people flocked in, all of them studying at Xishan Academy.

In order to distinguish between them, although they also wore Confucian scarves, they all wore white belts to pay tribute to their teachers.

The Hanlins in the Hanlin courtyard heard the movement, and some of them emerged from the public room, and some stood in dumbfounded.

Heading towards a Hanlin, he bowed down quickly and saluted: "His Royal Highness came down, I don't know."

In Zhu Houzhao's hand, there was a horsewhip, and without blinking, he smashed his head to the face of the Hanlin.

There was a dazzling blood stain on the Hanlin face.

The Hanlin quickly covered his face with his hands and wailed.

With no expression on his face, Zhu Hou pressed his lips tightly and stepped forward.

The other Hanlin and the officials immediately exploded.

Whip and whip at the disagreement, where is this gentle?

You must know that Hanlin stands for nobleness and is a symbol of a scholar.

Now even if the Imperial Examination is abolished, Hanlin is still Hanlin.

What they represent is integrity, and this is the style of the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, neither the emperor nor the prince ever beat Hanlin personally. Even a serious crime was nothing more than a scepter.

Someone's eyes quickly lifted the painful Hanlin on the ground and backed away.

Zhu Houzhao didn't care about it.

In the past, although Zhu Houzhao was stubborn, to the Hanlins, even if they were scolded by them, it was just a scolding with you. I did not hear the attitude.

But today, Zhu Houzhao wore a white belt around his waist, dressed in a military uniform, the toes of his feet crushed the blood on the ground, quenched a spit on the ground, raised his head, and his face was cold. "I heard that many people in the Hanlin Academy secretly applauded, saying that Qi Guogong should be damned. This is a god, right?"

Between his speeches, he looked left and right, looking at each Hanlin, his eyes were like ice tips.

The Hanlins giggled in their hearts, and suddenly someone cried loudly: "How can you be so insulting to you, Your Highness, wait for me"

Zhu Houzhao ignored the Hanlin who knelt and cried on the ground, but continued coldly: "Is it?"

The Hanlins stepped back.

"Qi Guogong should die, the father and emperor can say, this palace can say, where can it be your turn to see, in this palace, the people who say these are related to the murderers who murdered Qi Guogong, who is it?"

Zhu Houzhao was not in a hurry when he spoke. The whip in his hand gently patted the palm of his hand, but there was an inexplicable power.

"Dare you dare not to admit it?" Zhu Houzhao said, "Isn't it self-proclaimed that he is clean, do you dare to say something right?"

"His Royal Highness" finally came out of the crowd, but it was Han Lin, who spoke to Zhang Tao.

Zhang Tao awe-inspiringly said: "His Highness must not be rude here."

Zhang Tao once worked in Zhan Shifu and taught Zhu Houzhao. Counting it, he was half of Zhu Houzhao's master, so he was furious at this time: "Is your Highness treating his courtier like this?" If the matter spreads, how will the readers of the world treat His Royal Highness the military and civilians of the world? "

Zhu Hou looked at him, but he didn't change his color, saying, "Why, you also scolded?"

Zhu Houzhao's attitude made Zhang Tao angry, and his heart was cold.

These days are really not the days of people. Fang Jifan abolished the imperial examinations after his death. Then, a large number of ministers were ousted, and even Hanlin was not allowed to say things. Many more people, because of the collapse of stock prices and mansions, the wealth in the family suddenly Empty, these accumulated grievances are so deep, now the prince is so attitude, does this give the reader a way of life?

He said righteously: "In recent years, the ancestors' laws have been completely distorted, and your majesty has been tricked by the adulterers to the point where they can't tell right from wrong. Isn't the initiator of all of this the Qi Guogong? Qi Qionggong died today, although it is a pity, but if it is fine If you think about it, why not just blame yourself? Your Highness and Qi Guogong "

"what did you say?"

In fact, Zhang Tao felt very euphemistic.

Not even pointing to Fang Jifan's corpse, greeting Fang Jifan's ancestors for several generations. He is a Qingliu official, and he has a righteous voice. This is what he deserves. The emperor dared to scold.

"Xiaguan to say"

Zhu Houzhao suddenly went crazy, and stepped forward, not waiting for Zhang Tao to continue to speak. He actually pulled off his official hat and pulled his hairpin off. Zhang Tao suddenly turned his hair on, and Zhang Tao did not seem to expect His Royal Highness will have such a reaction.

Zhu Houzhao had already pulled his long hair, and Zhang Tao staggered, waiting for him to react. Then, a slap fell hard.

Patter

Zhang Tao suddenly felt that his eyes were beginning to star out. Www.wuxiaspot.com ~ was completely ashamed, and his jaw was red.

Zhu Houzhao took the opportunity, kicking him fiercely in his abdomen. This Zhang Tao was noble and favored, and his skin was tender, so he fell directly to the ground.

He screamed unwillingly: "Xiaguan Zeng Guan worshiped the lecturer of the House of Lords, His Royal Highness"

Seeing the other Hanlin, stunned, some people want to go to persuade.

I saw that His Royal Highness's face was a bit colder than before. It was a murderous look, like a leopard who found a prey. The depth of the eyes, the sharp edge of the passing, was so cold.

Zhu Houzhao stepped forward and rode on Zhang Tao. He punched hard with a punch and said sharply: "You scold again, you scold again. What dog are you, come, scold you again, the old man is dead, you It must be okay, okay, then go to Yin Caodi to be buried together. Haha "

Snapped

Another punch.

Zhu Houzhao's eyes were crimson, and he suddenly laughed: "MiaoJiao, MiaoJi, you are in the world, this palace kills you bitch-slaved slaves, waiting to kill your dog-like things, he will arrive in Yincao Difu, old Fang beat you dog slave again. "

The punch went down with great fierceness. Zhang Tao wailed and screamed. Afterwards, he was dying and couldn't call anymore, but his fist went down and he groaned, his body reflex generally twitched.

Zhu Houzhao was slapping, but he didn't have much energy. He was clearly hitting people, but the tears fell down, and he chewed along the corners of his eyes, and dripped into the corners of his mouth. He burst into laughter and suddenly lost his strength. The whole person is like a pool of flesh, leaning beside Zhang Tao, who is already unconscious, the python robe on his body raises dust, and the dust fascinates his eyes, even tears.

He murmured: "I can't accommodate you here anymore."