Daming Yinghua

Chapter 60 Getting the Order from the Weaving Bureau

Zhang Dai and Zhang Yanke, who are natives of the Ming Dynasty, were naturally the first to hear the word "charitable foundation".

But as early as the Song Dynasty, when the culture was flourishing, it was not uncommon for the sages in the village to buy school land and use the output to support public welfare academies. Therefore, Zheng Haizhu explained concisely, and the Zhang brothers who came from aristocratic families understood.

However, in public welfare undertakings, the operation of self-produced and self-marketed agricultural products has been improved into capital operation, and the income is used to maintain schools and colleges, making them sustainable development like a good business.

Zhang Yanke looks like a hippie smiling face on the surface, but in fact, in terms of business acumen, he is far more brilliant than Zhang Dai, who is a scholarly temperament.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he praised: "Okay, you don't need to be suspicious, and you don't need to be suspicious about employing people. Miss Zheng can figure out how to make money. The sage said that the cotton cloth of the Han family is so good. Miss Zheng Even if you use this money to ask Mr. Han to buy cloth, as long as the accounts are clear, it’s all right. Isn’t it, brother?”

Zhang Dai pursed his lips tenderly, and said to his younger brother, "It's rare for you to speak so well, that's good."

Zheng Haizhu has always been concerned about the high hat that comes from men, and will not just enjoy looking in the mirror after wearing it, delaying business.

She immediately picked up Zhang Yanke's words, and said seriously: "We have good cotton cloth in Songjiang, and I heard that there are many unique skills in Shaoxing, such as lamp art. Are you familiar with the master lamp maker?"

Zheng Haizhu's question was naturally not aimless.

Zhang Dai, the most famous prose master in the late Ming Dynasty, wrote about the Lantern Festival in Shaoxing in his collections of works such as "Tao An Meng Yi", and he was famous in the south of the Yangtze River.

Sure enough, Zhang Yanke slapped the stone table and proudly said: "That's nature, the gardens of Suzhou, and the lanterns of Shaoxing. I have good bamboo and skillful hands in Dashanyin County. I can't make any kind of fairy lanterns. Master, I will go to Nanjing Confucius Temple I’ve seen the lantern festival, but it’s just a mediocre work, and it’s incomparable with the lanterns made by my family.”

Zheng Haizhu said happily: "Then after the private school opens, please trouble me to send two masters to teach the dolls to make lamps. Breaking bamboo to paste paper doesn't require brute force like blacksmithing. Girls can learn it too. If it is done well, I will ask Eunuch Liu, maybe it can be transported to Yuegang and sold to fan merchants. The imperial court asked us to fix the lanterns, we used small money to support the private school, and the imperial court peddlers went to sea to support the frontier guards with a lot of money from foreigners The gate of the country. Doesn’t this revitalize our Daming’s products, manpower, and craftsmanship?”

"Hey, that's a good idea. When I return to Shanyin in a few days, I'll help you sort it out." Zhang Yanke agreed wholeheartedly.

Zhang Dai on the side still had a calm face, and said slowly: "Miss Zheng, in addition to sending you the lamp maker, I also want to send you some books. Female dolls cannot take imperial examinations. It is indeed more important to have skills at the same time as being literate. But Youngsters from poor families can take scientific examinations, and there may be future cabinet ministers among them. Do you consider emptying a big house to collect books and invite children from poor families to read?"

Zheng Haizhu said in his heart, yes, the stove should be cooked in the cold, if he has invested in a potential stock, wouldn't he have strong support in future work.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Dai's idea was not so commercial.

"Miss Zheng, think about it, if they didn't even have students, they could have read books decently in the private school of your aunt and nephew Zheng, instead of being stared at by those bookstore owners because of their lack of money. I will remember this good relationship. Even if they will not wear red robes in the future, but they were treated kindly when they were humble, and they may treat others kindly as much as they can."

Hearing this, Zheng Haizhu was really impressed by Zhang Dai's honest and honest morale, clapped his hands together and praised: "If it wasn't for the young master reminding and giving books as a gift, how could a commoner woman like me get it."

At that moment, the three of them agreed on the delivery time at the ticket office, and then the Zhang brothers took their servants, hired a carriage, and went to the county government office to visit Sister He.

Zheng Haizhu hurried to the Han Mansion to face the new troubles she might face.

Today, Hu Guihua from the dyeing workshop confessed that the murderer Hu Hui merchant was actually the cousin of the Han family's third daughter-in-law Yang, the uncle who came to the house to socialize with Han Zhongwen a few days ago.

……

The back house of the Han family is indeed in turmoil at this moment.

In the flower hall of the inner house, Mrs. Yang of the third bedroom was half paralyzed on the armrest of the chair, covering her face with a handkerchief, crying like a chicken crowing with long and short sounds.

The third miss, Han Xiying, stood behind the chair with her eyes downcast, she just patted her mother's back lightly, lest she might die from crying.

The mistress and second grandmother, Qian Shi, sat across from her, looking at her sister-in-law with embarrassment and helplessness.

The aunt of the second room, Liu Shi, suppressed her subtle thoughts of gloating and acted as a half-commander.

First send the housekeeper Lao Peng to the restaurant to call the second master Han Zhongwen to come back, and then say something big, the third grandma is going to die.

He also ordered a quick-legged servant to invite the doctor, and he sat down in the hall behind the screen wall in the outer courtyard. If any female relatives from the rich gentry's family in Songjiang came to pay a visit, she would stop them, so as not to overlook the excitement of the Han family. go.

When Han Zhongwen stepped into the house in a hurry, Mrs. Liu went up to greet her and reported: "Master, after my uncle's servant told me about this, the third grandma cried like tears. Uh, but, that girl hasn't seen her shadow yet."

Han Zhongwen stared at himself, the concubine who put the words "Master, I'm so smart" on his forehead, and said lightly: "You have worked hard, stay here for a while, if you hear too much noise, you can take the The door of the mansion is closed. If Ah Zhu comes back, tell Lao Peng to bring me and Second Mistress quickly."

"Hey, I know." Liu Shi responded, but felt a little lonely in her heart, and then couldn't help feeling anxious.

The people around the eldest lady poked this big basket, but the master is not annoyed?
Is the guess that the third grandma told herself is true?Could it be that the master is really interested in that little hoof surnamed Zheng who is young and healthy, not only able to bear children, but also has big feet, so he can accompany the master to go out and negotiate business in the future?
On this side, Mrs. Liu was silently terrified, while in the flower hall on the other side, when Han Zhongwen took the first step, his head exploded.

Younger sister-in-law Yang rushed up, pointed at Han Zhongwen and said, "Second brother, take a look at you, I asked you to donate an official to my cousin a long time ago. Your Songjiang mansion is so poor that it clinks. Relying on our Anhui merchants to pay taxes and donate officials, what will the magistrate of the Southern Barbarians do to pay for his superiors? But you don’t know whether it’s laziness, or you have other plans, and you just ignore my words!”

Han Zhongwen seemed to have gotten used to the shrew-like image of his sister-in-law, and calmly said: "Third daughter-in-law, this time, my uncle and master have indeed committed a foolishness. He is responsible for murdering people. Even if he is the son of the chief minister of the cabinet, don't worry about his own exams." Whether it is a government official, an official from Yin, or an official bought with money, it cannot escape the law of the country.”

"Fart!" Yang said hysterically, "You think I'm a housewife so I don't know it? If my cousin has an official status, the seventh-rank sesame official in Shanghai County, would he dare to arrest my brother? A subpoena to the Huizhou Guild Hall. A resourceful man like my brother will naturally know that he will leave by boat immediately!"

After Yang finished yelling, she squinted at the flower pot stand, and Zheng Shoukuan, who was guarded by Han Ximeng, was showing contempt in his eyes.

This afternoon, Yang's cousin, Master Hu's servant, came to the Han Mansion, saying that Master Hu was taken away by the magistrate of Shanghai, because he planned to murder a businessman from his hometown, and blamed the nun in Jiulian Nunnery.

That day Zhang Dai was invited by Zheng Haizhu to visit the Han family. Although Mrs. Yang was not invited to accompany her, she stared at her sister-in-law Qian and asked what happened afterwards. Madam Madam, but a female judge is going to be born among the servants."

Unexpectedly, eating melons and eating melons on my head turned out to be the main culprit in this case, my cousin Mr. Hu.

Yang's resentful wife has been working for a long time, her mind has long been muddled, and her thinking about problems is like a urinary tract. She is not thinking about how her cousin can do such outrageous things because she is jealous of her peers. Instead, she immediately hated Zheng Haizhu for being too intrusive. Nosy.

She immediately went to the garden, found Zheng Shoukuan who was tidying up the garden, and beat her head and face.

After hearing the news, Han Ximeng, who rushed over, tore away his third aunt. It was the first time in his life that he disobeyed his elders. He was greeted by Yang several times with a pink face before being rescued by his sister Han Xiying.

At this moment, Han Ximeng saw that Mrs. Yang was not only uttering obscene words that provoked the law in front of the whole family, but also wanted to rush over to anger a half-grown child. Suddenly, the mood of protecting the calf was ignited again, and blocked Zheng Shoukuan. In front of him, he directly reprimanded Yang Shi and said, "Third Aunt, do you still have a little sense of right and wrong? My uncle killed people outside, are you going to kill people in our Han family?"

Yang Shi has always bullied her sister-in-law and second grandmother Qian Shi is a soft persimmon, but she is a little afraid of the eldest niece who has a straightforward personality, and now she is even more shocked by her aura.

After being dazed for a moment, he sat down on the ground and cried to the second master Han Zhongwen: "Your Han family is a demon pit that eats people and doesn't spit out bones. I am in Huizhou, and I can't find any good family. Han Zhongwen, why don't you come here?" Business, tricked my parents into marrying me to your insane younger brother. These years, my life is worse than that of a eunuch’s wife. Thanks to my cousin, who doesn’t hold grudges in large numbers, he often comes to buy cotton cloth from your Han family I didn't expect it to be in the hands of a lowly maidservant of your Han family who has no clear background."

"Shut up!" Han Zhongwen couldn't bear to listen to the vulgar words, stomped his foot, pointed at his sister-in-law and said, "The Ming Dynasty has the laws and regulations of the country, and the government will deal with it if uncle and master do evil things. Ah Zhu assists the public to solve the case , live up to the trust of friends, fortunately, people are innocent, and there is nothing wrong with the principles of heaven, human feelings and national laws."

Han Zhongwen almost choked out of breath, stroked his chest, and continued: "As for my Han family, yes, Zhong Yu went to become a foreign monk, and he did treat you badly in the relationship between husband and wife, but you ask yourself, the third time after he left In 1, did we ask you if you want to reconcile? If you want, your dowry will be taken away, and the Han family will give you another [-] taels of silver. Xiying can stay in the Han family and marry from my Han family. As the second uncle, I divided the family property into three, and the dowry I gave her was no less than that of Ximeng. The third daughter-in-law, you were the one who didn't want to, you said I wanted to drive you away, and wanted to take Zhong Yu's share all to herself family property."

Speaking of this, Han Zhongwen sighed and sat down on the chair tiredly.

After a short pause, he said in a deep voice: "Third daughter-in-law, since you hate my Han family to the core, today's incident is just an introduction. Let's separate. My Han family's ancestral hall is in Hangzhou, and there is no patriarch in Songjiang. Then send someone to your natal house in Huizhou to invite someone who can make the decision, and we will go to the state government together to draw a mortgage and analyze the property. Everyone is in their tens of years, so let's handle things calmly."

There was a pinch-dropping silence in the hall.

Mrs. Yang also seemed to have exhausted all her energy due to going mad, and didn't even care about losing face in front of the servants, so she just sat on the ground in a daze, occasionally weeping that had subsided.

Han Ximeng bit his lip and stared angrily at this unreasonable little aunt.

Han Xiying walked over slowly, behind Mrs. Yang, and after saluting to the second uncle with guilt on her face, she hugged her mother's sleeves and said softly: "Mother, it's winter, and the ground is cold. If I get sick, I will How to do?"

Second Mistress Qian Shi also stood up quickly, came to support her sister-in-law, and begged her to give the head of the Han family a face.

Seeing this situation, Han Zhongwen thought that as the head of the family, he had finished expressing his attitude, and left the rest to the female family members.

He was about to go to the main hall of the outer courtyard to have a cup of tea to calm down, but he saw the housekeeper, Lao Peng, rushing into the courtyard.

"Master, Ma, General Ma is here, and he came with Ah Zhu."

……

Between the threshold of the gate of Han Mansion and the screen wall, the afterglow of the setting sun printed the shadows of Ma Xianglin and Zheng Haizhu on the blue brick floor.

The young general had a calm expression, and at the same time, he felt with certainty that the woman beside him was not in a pinch, and was just thinking about her own thoughts quietly.

Ma Xianglin likes the atmosphere at the moment.

Miss Azhu could stand side by side with him so relaxedly, as if he, General Ma, didn't exist.

On the contrary, this means that alienation, vigilance, embarrassment, tension and other blunt situations have nothing to do with them.

And just a moment ago, when Ma Xianglin waited for Zheng Haizhu outside the Han Mansion, he clearly saw her serious face.

Of course Ma Xianglin knew the reason, otherwise he would not have stayed in the Han residence.

"Oh, General Ma, why don't you go into the yard?"

Han Zhongwen greeted him eagerly.

Ma Xianglin saluted with a smile: "Your family's female relatives are in the hall, so it's inconvenient for me to go in. It's okay, Miss Azhu greeted me. I need Miss Azhu to guard the matter I came to discuss today."

Han Zhongwen immediately turned his head and asked Aunt Liu, who was conscientiously on guard in the outer hall, to go back to the inner house, and when he led Ma Xianglin into the hall, he changed his tone of sincerity and said, "To tell you the truth, the house has just been noisy for a while. Cough, who can tell?" It occurred to me that the culprit that Ah Zhu and Eunuch Liu uncovered was actually my sister-in-law’s cousin. Then Mr. Hu has always had business dealings with Mr. Han. Now there is a lot of chaos in the flower hall, and Mrs. Han is rude. Can you ask the general to speak here. Don’t go in, Azhu, don’t worry, for someone like Ximeng who protects the calf, nothing will happen to Shoukuan.”

Listen to the gongs and drums, and listen to the sound of speaking.

As soon as Han Zhongwen said these few words, Ma Xianglin smacked the other party's tone, and he knew that Miss Azhu hadn't met a foolish patriarch, and his thoughts of escorting her today could be put aside for the time being.

He then said bluntly: "Ma has two things. One is to bring a word for Mr. Liu. Miss Azhu explained the Zhangrong and Songjiang cotton handkerchiefs that I saw the day before yesterday very well. My father-in-law is in love with you. First of all Make a thousand handkerchiefs. Although the people I bring are guest soldiers, the imperial court thinks highly of them, so I will not be allowed to go back to Sichuan for the time being. Next, I will send a batch of raw silk and satin to the Weaving Bureau to Fujian Yuegang for sale. Selling your handkerchiefs, so this job is very urgent, Mr. Han has taken care of it, and Dingyin will send someone to deliver it after the father-in-law returns to Suzhou tomorrow."

Han Zhongwen was overjoyed.

The cotton harvest in Songjiang is bumper this year, and the price of fabric received by Huizhou merchants is very low. It’s not that he has recommended velvet and cotton handkerchiefs, but Huizhou merchants feel that this new silk-cotton blend is a bit expensive, and the red is not red or blue. Yellow and non-yellow are mixed together, not elegant enough, ordinary people think they are expensive, and rich people think they are vulgar, so it is definitely not easy to sell.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the admiral and eunuch of the Weaving Bureau decided to accept the goods and tried to sell them to Fanshang.

This really made the Han family proud.

Han Zhongwen then turned to Zheng Haizhu, the hero, and said, "I will tell Lao Peng the time limit for a few orders, and first ensure the handkerchiefs that Eunuch Liu wants. You must keep an eye on the weaving workshop. Every handkerchief belongs to my Han family." signboard."

Zheng Haizhu nodded repeatedly.

When she met Ma Xianglin outside the Han Mansion just now, the other party said straight to the point that he came to place an order, but he added: In the case of Jiulian Temple, Eunuch Liu said that the real culprit was an in-law of the Han Mansion. Come and see, you may be in trouble.

In Zheng Haizhu's ears, General Ma's words were indeed concerned, but there was no ambiguous or even greasy subtext. It was so frank and abrupt that it was just right, so that she could feel a little warmth without burden or resistance.

So at this moment, Zheng Haizhu also looked at Ma Xianglin without hesitation and said, "General Ma, don't worry, we will definitely earn this foreign exchange for the Holy One."

"What is foreign exchange?" Ma Xianglin and Han Zhongwen asked almost at the same time.

"It's the money in Fanshang's hands. When I was in Zhangzhou, I heard it from the missionaries who came from Haojing."

Zheng Haizhu weaved it very naturally.Gradually instilling the vocabulary of later generations into people in this world is always a way to gradually change their concepts.

"Oh," Ma Xianglin digested the word, and said now, "then the second thing Ma said today is to let your family earn foreign exchange."

　Today I gave a boutique push, more and more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)