The Submissive Emperor

Chapter 47

"Um..." The movement was so loud that Xiao Chengjun woke up and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Go to sleep, it's okay." Lou Jing kissed his lips, stretched out his hand and gently patted his back to coax.

Only then had he dreamed that Lou Jing was coming back. In half asleep and half awake, Xiao Chengjun was a little unclear. He only half-opened his eyes and took a look, then closed his eyes again. The temperature around him was so pleasant that he couldn't help but go there. Lean on, the silky inner shirt, with a hint of melting ice and snow.

The breath of melting snow brought the dreamland to the vast northern land. Xiao Chengjun had never been to the northern land. He had only heard Lou Jing mention it. The desert is boundless, and the horse stretches for thousands of miles. If one day he can ride a horse with Lou Jing and run all the way from the south of the Yangtze River to the desert. This life is not in vain. Xiao Chengjun smiled slightly in his sleep, feeling that the dream was really good, and a little bit reluctant to wake up.

There are still a few days to celebrate the Chinese New Year. There is no major event in the DPRK, but trivial matters have to be finished in these few days. People who are afraid of trouble like Emperor Chunde have to gather the senior officials of Shangshu Province and Zhongshu Province in the imperial court. In the study, from the early morning until the lamp was lighted, the early morning was changed to three days and one dynasty, so that the officials could quickly deal with the year-end affairs in the yamen.

This day is the twenty-second of the twelfth lunar month. There is no need to go to court, and Anshun did not come to call the door, leaving Xiao Chengjun to sleep until the dawn. The master didn't get up, so the people in the main courtyard naturally didn't dare to come and clean the courtyard to disturb people's dreams.

It was fine after the snow, and the sun was shining on the thick snow outside the window, making it brighter and brighter.

Xiao Chengjun slowly opened his eyes. The charcoal fire in the winter room was stuffy, and the veil in front of the bed was not pulled up. Did not sleep on the pillow, but slept on a strong arm!

This is not dreaming! Xiao Chengjun looked at the flawless handsome face in front of him, and immediately understood the feeling of people in the market who had picked up gold ingots when they went out, and he really smiled with his eyebrows. I thought I could come back tomorrow, I thought I still have to stay in the house today...

His Royal Highness Min Wang slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the blue shadow under his eyes. He was really tired of driving Lou Jing day and night in the cold of the sky. Such a touch did not wake him up. Xiao Chengjun sighed slightly, feeling a little distressed, and leaned in to place a soft kiss on his lips.

People with thin lips really have a low affection, because there is too little affection, it can only be given to one person, and the others are inconspicuous. Xiao Chengjun slowly painted those thin lips, with unspeakable satisfaction in his heart.

Lou Jing was awakened by the beautiful touch, and without opening his eyes, he directly pressed the thief's head to deepen the kiss.

"Um..." Xiao Chengjun was taken aback, and then calmed down, intently making out with him.

The lips and tongues collide, just simple hooking, but even more lingering than the usual Huanhao, no words are needed, just such touches and sucks, you can tell the days of lovesickness.

After a long kiss, both of them gasped slightly. Lou Jing pressed his forehead against Xiao Chengjun's eyebrows, and slowly drew, "Do you miss me?"

"Why did you come back so long ago?" Xiao Chengjun asked instead without answering.

"It's freezing cold outside, and it's not as warm as your quilt," Lou Jing said helplessly. "It made me sleep well for a few nights, so I had to come back earlier."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chengjun couldn't help pursing his lips and chuckles. Although this is nice, you can't listen to it too much, otherwise Lou Jingding will have to say something embarrassing. His Royal Highness the King of Min thought this way, so he moved off his arm and asked about other things, "Has all the banknotes been changed?"

When Lou Jing bought warehouse bills, he used a silver coin for one or two warehouse bills, which was only 20% of the official price. When he went to Jinzhou to exchange salt, he exchanged it at the official price. In order to make this kind of transaction, It is not easy.

"It's all changed," Lou Jing knew that the skin underneath the hall was thin, so he would take it up when he saw it, and leaned closer on a pillow with Xiao Chengjun.

This is stipulated by the law, and the salt official can not hold down the price on this. The salt in his hand is to be distributed with salt, and it is the same with anyone. It depends on who gives the courtesy and who It's a big deal. The Lou family’s power in Jinzhou is almost unmatched. Moreover, Lou Jing has always been unambiguous in the gift that should be given. Naturally, he coaxed the Yanzheng official to happily and bought him thirty thousand taels of silver. More than ten thousand liang of banknotes have been exchanged for salt.

"Why don't you finish the redemption of the salt warehouse in Jinzhou?" Xiao Chengjun frowned slightly. There must be many people watching this kind of money-making business. Those who dare to be in the official salt business, who Not a powerful person, Lou Jing's actions like this might bring disasters.

"How can it be?" Lou Jing chuckled, shrinking down, and burying his face on the chest of His Royal Highness. The warehouse is not limited to Jinyang, with more than 300,000 salt input, which is endless."

Xiao Chengjun nodded slightly and touched the head scratching his chest. His imperial art from elementary school knew very little about this kind of tricks to make money, but he also knew that riches and dangers are in danger. This kind of business takes a lot of risk. Big risk.

But since Lou Jing said it doesn't matter, then there is no need to think about it.

Lou Jing returned early, and no one else knew, so he could take a break this day, without paying attention to business and yamen. It just so happened that Xiao Chengjun didn't have to go up, so the two of them just stayed in bed and chatted like this.

"When I was a kid, I played snow with my grandfather. He threw snowballs. He always smashed my butt. He was so powerful that he often smashed me down on the ground." Lou Jing kept his mouth flat, remembering that grandfather threw it in that year. The big snowball in the sea bowl came over, and I still felt lingering fears.

"Hahaha," Xiao Chengjun couldn't help laughing, "I'm not afraid of breaking you."

"He's not afraid," Lou Jing hummed, "I couldn't hit it, so I took advantage of my grandfather's unpreparedness and stuffed snow into his collar. The snow can't be squeezed, otherwise it will come out as soon as I pull it out. Snow melts when you go in."

"When Grandpa Emperor was alive, he took me to see the snow," Xiao Chengjun listened to him with a smile, recalling his childhood. It didn't help. Grandpa Emperor didn't punish him. Instead, he allowed a day off and took me to see the snow in the Royal Garden."

Xiao Chengjun still clearly remembers the words of Emperor Ruizong. He said, you see, the snow on the plum is three fingers thick. If it is a night of heavy snow, it will definitely crush the branches of the plum. Only the small snow accumulates less and more, and it will last.

Outside the window, the sky is cold and the warmth in the house melts. The so-called congeniality means that even if you just talk some gossip, you still feel satisfied.

The two were lazy in the house, had dinner in the afternoon, and played with snow in the yard while it was warm.

Lou Jing grouped two big snowballs and photographed a fat snow rabbit with two long ears with a dazed expression, "My mother often steamed rabbit buns for me during the Chinese New Year, with milk added to the noodles. The most delicious."

Xiao Chengjun looked at the chubby rabbit and couldn't help but smile, "Let the mansion steam a basket for you this year." The cook of the Minwang Mansion is the imperial cook of the palace, and he can make all kinds of dim sum, not to mention a steamed bun.

"Then I will celebrate the New Year here, and I won't go back." Lou Jing's eyes suddenly brightened upon hearing this.

The next day, Lou Jing went to Zuo's prime minister's house.

In fact, as a Zanying family, they would not have much friendship with civil officials, but the Lou family and the Zhao family have been in contact for many years, because the Zhao family’s ancestral home is in Yuezhou, Jiangnan, and they have been doing some official salt sales. Lou Jing's grandfather has never changed since he became an accomplice of the Zhao family.

Lou Jing and Zhao Xi have known each other since childhood.

When salt is produced in the south of the Yangtze River, there are more people who accept grain and change banknotes, but there have always been more banknotes than salt. The Zhao family has been officials for generations. Naturally, some channels can get some salt from other states, and they are very famous in the Jiangnan area.

Zhao Xi looked at the ledger that Lou Jing had brought, and after a long while he said, "Now, it's a lot of money."

To put it bluntly, the salt yin is the certificate to withdraw salt from the official warehouse and the salt field. Without the salt yin, it is the peddler of salt, and the catch is to beheaded.

There are four hundred jins of salt in one yin, and the official price of the banknotes is equivalent to half a tael of silver for one yin salt. But if you put it in a shop, four hundred catties of salt can sell for a dozen silver, which is basically a very profitable business.

Therefore, if you leave the government, this salt will not be sold for half a tael of silver. It can be said to be a business that makes a profit without losing money. What's more, Lou Jing only spent one silver on buying this salt!

Zhao Xi’s third uncle is in charge of the general affairs in Beijing. This matter has always been discussed with the third master. Therefore, Lou Jing ignored the bluffing Zhao Xi and only looked at the third master, "Look, how long will it be Let go."

Zhao Sanye pondered for a moment. Lou Jing told him about this before. He expected that this little boy could get 30,000 salt to attract more than 300,000 yuan. "The merchant in Shan Jingcheng I'm afraid I won't be able to swallow it, so I have to send it to Yuezhou. I won't be able to come back years ago, at least until February."

There are a lot of rich in Jiangnan, and there are also many people who want salt, so it is naturally better to sell than in Beijing.

Lou Jing nodded, "You can get back together before mid-February."

"Then it's still at the price we said before. This salt is in Jinju, and it takes a lot of effort to transport it. No matter how high it is, it will not be sold." San Ye nodded slightly, a little embarrassed.

"Two and a half quotes are not too low. Jing can't be thankful enough for San Uncle to give me this price." Lou Jing smiled sincerely.

San Ye took a deep look at Lou Jing, and said that the son of Anguo was really cultivated by the old Anguo. He was quick and decisive, and he was very reliable in his words. He couldn't help but nodded secretly, took out a piece of paper, and wrote a note to Lou Jing.

Lou Jing did not refuse, but gave the salt to San Ye, and received the paperwork and deposit.

"When these items in Beijing are sold, I will send someone to Zhuquetang." Sanye arched his hands towards Lou Jing and got up and left.

When Zhao Xi saw San Bo left, he leaned in and said, "I said, you are making a fortune, shouldn't you give me a lot of money?"

Lou Jing looked at Zhao Xi's cunning but pure eyes, and couldn't help but chuckle. The Zhao family's official business was separated. People with fame go out to be officials, and those with low fame go out to manage ancestral properties. So Zhao Xi rarely comes into contact with these businesses. I will give you a good thing when you even win Sanyuan."

On the twenty-sixth of the twelfth lunar month, the four princes and concubines gave birth to a pair of fetuses of dragon and phoenix.

The courtier never expected that the four princes who had only married the princes and concubines last year had children so soon, and they were still very auspicious. Some officials who were optimistic about the three princes had loosened.

After all, the emperor's heir is also a very important responsibility of the prince. The reason why Xiao Chengjun's position as a prince is unstable is related to his lack of a concubine to give birth to an early heir.

Now that the four princes have both children, but the third prince has no heirs, I have to say that at this point, the third prince Xiao Chengduo missed the opportunity.

For the banquet and the officials, the emperor’s honor guard must naturally be indispensable. Lou Jing, who originally thought that he would be busy only on the 30th year, became busy at this time, arranging the court honor guard, banquet everything, and rested in the palace for the past two days.

On the twenty-eighth lunar month, night, Linde Hall.

Emperor Chunde sits on the Golden Dragon Throne, and the Yulin Army's twenty-four guards hold ceremonial guards, and the left and right Yulin Army command both sides.

There are nine movements, bells and drums ringing together, and the officials set up low tables on both sides of the main hall. There are countless delicacies and jade liquids.

Xiao Chengjun, as the prince and the eldest son, still sits at the forefront, with the third prince sitting under him, and the fourth prince second.

"Brother Dahuang hasn't been out recently." The third prince Xiao Chengduo glanced at the dancing court ladies at the beginning of the big banquet.

Xiao Chengjun's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand and slowly drank the wine in the glass, but his eyes drifted to the person standing on the left side of the throne.

But seeing the man with a knife on his waist, standing steadily like a green pine in the wind, it was the general that led by the left-Lou Jing.

Lou Jing sensed the sight of His Royal Highness the King of Min, and blinked at him, but his face was still as solemn as a jade sculpture.

Xiao Chengjun suppressed a smile, and then slowly returned to the third prince, "I have never liked this, but the emperor, I should have a concubine earlier."

Because of Chen Guifei's pickiness in his early years, the three princes have only accepted the concubine and concubine, and never married the concubine. Of course, anyone with a discerning eye knows that Concubine Chen is Xiao thinking of the crown prince, waiting to marry his son. Only in the past two days, due to the fetus of the dragon and the phoenix, Chen Guifei was also a little anxious.

Xiao Chengduo was choked for a while, glanced at the four princes below, a gloom flashed in his eyes, but smiled in his mouth: "Don't worry, don't you have a concubine?" He raised his head and glanced at the former princess next to the throne, his eyes stuck there and he couldn't bear to move away.

Lou Jing was originally a military commander, and he was not obvious in normal clothes on weekdays. He seemed to be a handsome young man, beautiful as a spring jade; but once he put on the armor, his whole body was undoubtedly revealed, like a sword out of its sheath, radiant and charming. Soul-stirring. The armor used by the Habayashi Army for ceremonial guards was naturally made luxuriously and exquisitely. Wearing Lou Jing on Lou Jing's body made him look more and more handsome.

The third prince looked at the man greedily, and suddenly thought that once he became a prince, he could marry a male wife. Looking at the noble and noble officials in Beijing, there is no child of any family as beautiful as Lou Jing!

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The author has something to say: I don’t know if everyone understands the business of Yanyin. Simply put, it is: grain→banknotes→saltyin→salt

According to the official price, 1 warehouse banknote = 1 salt cited = 0.5 silver

Lou Jing now used 0.1 silver → 1 warehouse banknote → 1 salt lead → 2.5 silver, and then the Zhao family sold it to merchants at a price higher than 2.5 silver, and the merchants went to fetch salt and used 10 silver for retail.