Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chapter 133 The Hero of the Women's Middle School
"Oh, my father asked about this matter." Xu Fuyuan said, "Yi Zhong mentioned this matter in his letter, and Yan Sheng's move is no less than Guan Zi's. This alone is enough to be recorded in the glorious history of China."

"That's too much." Xu Er asked again, "So bonds can be bought."

"You can buy it." Xu Fuyuan nodded and said, "The Xia family is already raising money."

"Okay, then my Xu family will hurry up and raise money." Xu Er said decisively, "Go to the rice shop, cloth shop, winery, oil press shop and various farmlands under our Xu family's name, and check the accounts of each family. All the deposits on the Internet have been collected, and the one hundred thousand taels of silver invested in Haimao have also been taken back, so we will not participate this time."

"Ah?" Xu Fuyuan said with some astonishment, "Is Haimao not participating? This trip to Fusang can make [-]% of the profit, and the risk is also lower than the trip to Nanyang. It would be a pity to miss it."

"What a pity." Xu Er waved his hand and said.

"No matter how small the risk is, there is still risk."

"And once the risk comes, the capital will be lost."

"Yes." Xu Fuyuan didn't dare to talk back, but Wei Wei responded.

Xu Er said again: "That's right, sell the stored grain!"

"Huh?" Xu Fuyuan was even more surprised, "Sell the stored grain?"

"Sell!" Xu Ersui said, "This is the way to do business. Either don't do it, or do it well. If you sell the grain, it will grow again next year, but the opportunity to turn money into official land like this is missed. There won't be any more, and you don't even think about it, how much money is hidden in the cellars of every family in Huating County alone?"

"Yes." Xu Fuyuan didn't dare to say anything more.

……

It's not just the Xu family in Huating.

The same scene was repeated in eight prefectures and one prefecture in the south of the Yangtze River.

Chongzhen's series of strategic calculations starting from Yangzhou Mansion finally yielded fruitful results after the ceremony of presenting the captives. The gentry in the eight prefectures and one prefecture in the south of the Yangtze River were secretly planning to snap up bonds.

Chongzhen came to the barracks outside Jinchuan Gate at this time.

There were more than [-] scholars who came with Chongzhen.

Yes, at this time, there were more than [-] scholars who came to Nanjing under the imperial edict, and with the addition of more than [-] students from the Guozijian, there were already more than [-] student troops under Chongzhen's account.

Of course, the quality of the more than [-] scholars varies from good to bad.

There were even fights, and some scholars returned home in anger.

Chongzhen has no time to deal with these scholars.

As for this time, I brought scholars to experience the life of the military camp.

The arrival of Chongzhen was warmly welcomed by the three thousand frontier troops.

The frontier soldiers who had been resting on the ground got up one after another and shouted long live to Chongzhen Mountain.

Seeing that Chongzhen was so supported by the frontier soldiers, the accompanying scholars couldn't help but feel excited, and they couldn't help but look forward to the upcoming military career.

A good man should carry a three-foot Qingfeng to defend the country's borders!
"Yang Ponu!" Chongzhen pointed to a frontier soldier and said with a smile, "Have you come to Nanjing too?"

"Back to Lord Long Live, the villain was lucky enough to be chosen by the captain-in-law." Yang Ponu said with a blushing face.

"Okay, okay, okay, then I can fulfill my promise in advance." Chongzhen smiled, and said to the surrounding soldiers, "I said that when you make more contributions in the future, you will bring us a lot of money." You have come to Nanjing to present prisoners, to accept the cheers of hundreds of thousands of officials and people in Nanjing, and I will treat you to Nanjing delicacies! Today, I will fulfill my promise and invite you to eat Nanjing delicacies! All the chefs from restaurants and wineries have been invited here! I will cook you a first-class banquet!"

"Long live!" First, Yang Ponu and other nearby frontier soldiers cheered, and then all the frontier soldiers cheered.

Amidst the cheers of the frontier soldiers, more than [-] scholars scattered in all directions and entered the frontier camp one after another, fumbling here and there, feeling extremely rare.

Although the frontier soldiers were not happy, they did not dare to stop them.

Didn't you see that these guys are all wearing scholar shirts?

Scholars are not something they can provoke.

……

Meixiang Tower, Hou Fangyu went to Li Xiangjun Embroidery Tower unhappy.

"Lang Jun." Li Xiangjun, who was taking off his make-up, hurriedly got up and went forward, "Didn't the Holy Majesty take Prince Qin to reward the army outside the Jinchuan Gate? Why didn't you go?"

"I don't want to go." Hou Fangyu said sullenly.

At this moment, Hou Fangyu's heart was filled with infinite loss.

In terms of family background, he is the son of the former Minister of the Household Department and belongs to the real son of an official.

In terms of talent and learning, his prose is also among the best in the entire Jiangnan literary world.

In terms of status, he is the leader of Fushe and one of the four sons of Jiangnan!

In terms of appearance, let alone, how many people in Jiangnan can match him?Otherwise, Li Xiangjun, a famous courtesan with eyes above her head, could fall in love with him?
But His Majesty just didn't like him.

Seeing that Huang Zongxi, Zheng Sen, Xia Yunyi, Chen Zilong and others have all become followers of the Holy Majesty, Gu Gao, Mao Xiang and Wu Yingji's buddies have also become Ma Mingpao's loyal confidants, and what the hell are Yan Yingyuan and Huaxia?All of them are already in the emperor's heart, but he, Hou Fangyu, has been forgotten.

How could this embarrass the always proud Mr. Hou?
"Is there any wine? I want to drink." Hou Fangyu said depressed.

Li Xiangjun had no choice but to ask the maid to go to the kitchen to order food and wine.

After a few cups of yellow soup, Hou Fangyu finally felt better.

Li Xiangjun tentatively asked: "Your Majesty, I heard that the Ministry of Internal Affairs has newly established a mission department?"

"I know." When it came to the Propaganda Department, Hou Fangyu's mood became sour again, "Everyone in the Propaganda Department is the remnant of the eunuch Ruan Dacheng. I really don't know why the Holy Majesty chose this thief."

Li Xiangjun was concerned about another matter.

"I heard that the Propaganda Department is recruiting musicians and actresses. Ten theater troupes will be formed, and two of them will follow Shengshang north to Xuzhou to do condolence tours for the soldiers in the border town?"

"What do you want to do?" Hou Fangyu became alert instantly.

"Lang Jun, I don't want to be separated from you." Li Xiangjun nestled Zhenshou into Hou Fangyu's arms, and said softly, "If you want to go north to Xuzhou with Shengshang, I will go with you."

"No!" Hou Fangyu was furious.

"Let me tell you, Li Xiangjun, you just stay in Meixianglou and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

"Why did you think of joining Ruan Dacheng's troupe? You actually thought of going to the border town to sing for those vulgar slaves? Are you cheap!"

Hou Fangyu's last sentence angered Li Xiangjun.

Li Xiangjun's mood at this time is probably the mood of a night girl who raises a little boy in later generations. My old lady is holding you with wine, singing, smiling faces, and even selling yourself to support you. How dare you call me cheap instead?
"Hou Fangyu, please speak clearly." Li Xiangjun was angry.

Li Xiangjun is not an obedient little sheep, she has character.

Previously, she only showed her gentle and gentle side in front of Hou Fangyu because she really admired Hou Fangyu and felt that Hou Fangyu was worthy of her gentleness, but now she suddenly realized that it didn't seem to be the case.

Hou Fangyu doesn't seem to be fundamentally different from those playboys.

The same high-mindedness, the same narrow-mindedness, and the same uselessness.

Li Xiangjun suddenly felt extremely disappointed, he chose such a person?

Seeing Li Xiangjun angry, Hou Fangyu's attitude softened instead.

"Xiangjun, don't be angry, I don't want you to go to the border town to suffer." Hou Fangyu tried to embrace Li Xiangjun lightly, "I don't even want you to show your face in front of those vulgar pawns."

Li Xiangjun was even more disappointed, pushed Hou Fangyu away and said, "I'm tired, I need to rest."

"Then I'll help you to bed." Hou Fangyu became energetic in an instant, and reached out to hug Li Xiangjun's slender waist again.

However, Li Xiangjun resolutely pushed Hou Fangyu away, shook his head and said, "My lord, I'm still inconvenient, you'd better go back to the dormitory of the Guozijian to sleep, so as not to miss the morning training tomorrow."

"Not convenient?" Hou Fangyu's face darkened instantly.

But Li Xiangjun has already entered the bedroom by himself.

And the door was quickly closed from the inside.

……

When Chongzhen returned to Guozijian, he was already slightly drunk.

The distilling technology of liquor in the Ming Dynasty has become more and more mature, but most of the folks still drink low-alcohol fermented liquor, not to mention the one used by the military.

The degree of this fermented wine is similar to that of beer, it will not be drunk, but it will be slightly drunk.

When they walked outside the gate of Jixian, three black shadows suddenly appeared in the darkness, and rushed towards Chongzhen with weapons.

Zheng Sen, Huang Zongxi, Hua Xia and other scholars reacted quickly and quickly guarded Chongzhen and his son in the middle.

However, before these black shadows approached Chongzhen, three of the dozens of Yi Ding who escorted them came out, and it took only one round to meet them, and they knocked down the assassins.

Zheng Sen hurriedly shouted: "My lords, please stay alive!"

Chongzhen said indifferently: "Let's kill them all, most of them are dirt sticks."

Today, the soil sticks that have paid off the tax and silver have been released by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

So it is not surprising that there are desperate earth sticks coming to assassinate him.

Even if it wasn't a clay stick, Chongzhen didn't want to investigate, and it would be troublesome to investigate.

In a word, Chongzhen has no extra energy to set off a big prison now.

After receiving Chongzhen's order, the three barbarian knives dropped from their waists, and the assassins immediately decapitated.

However, at this moment, two more dark shadows hurried towards Jixian Gate without lighting the lanterns.

The two Yi Ding immediately stepped forward, kicked the two black shadows over, and put a waist knife on the black shadow's neck, and one of the black shadows immediately wailed like a pig: Your Majesty!

"Kang Weng?" It was rare that Chongzhen could still hear the voice of this black shadow.

"Your Majesty, the grassroots are none other than Kang Shaojing!" Soi Ying shouted in horror.

"Bring him here." Chongzhen signaled Yi Ding to bring Kang Wanwan over.

"Your Majesty, the grassroots have something urgent to report." Kang Wanwan said in shock.

"Is it urgent?" Chongzhen smiled and said, "But I don't know what is the urgent matter?"

Kang Wanwan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "It's about bonds."

"Bonds?" Chongzhen said with a smile, "Kang Weng please go to the House of Internal Affairs in four days."

"Your Majesty, it's not that Cao Min wants to buy bonds privately." Kang Wanwan shook his head again and again. "The Cao Min just wants to remind Your Majesty that there is a fatal crisis hidden in the act of issuing bonds to raise money."

Kang Wanwan finally listened to his daughter.

(End of this chapter)