Chapter 300 Your Excellency, My Concubine Is Very Poor

Looking around, the main hall of King Bei Jing is just like his mansion, it is very poor, or it can be said that it is simply impoverished.

Ma Qinglong couldn't hold back his tongue, rubbed his eyes and looked around.

The specifications and sizes of the palace were built according to the legal records, but apart from the most basic mahogany furniture, there is not even a single calligraphy and painting, only a word left by the old Beijing Wanglou Junquan, which is still written on the wall: loyal.

Ma Qinglong looked up at the bare wall, then at the huge Zhong character, and fell silent again.

In this era, mahogany furniture is not expensive, and ordinary people can afford it. Look at the mahogany furniture in the Beijing Prince's Mansion, which is similar to that of ordinary people, because the law stipulates that officials of different ranks correspond to things of different ranks, such as This chair, in the Beijing Prince's Mansion, had to be carved with chi and tiger patterns, but there is not even a flower on this stool, so it is said to be carved with chi and tiger patterns!
A chair without a knife is cheaper. Such a mahogany chair can be sold for [-] yuan, which is not bad!
Ma Qinglong was speechless again, looking back at Lou Shaoqing's long body, the fiery red prince's gown was made of precious brocade, but it was bestowed by the emperor, after all, it was not made by them in Beijiang themselves, now he I began to wonder if the inner garment under the expensive brocade was actually torn?

Before he could think about it, Lou Shaoqing ordered someone to serve tea.

The teacup is neither produced by the famous Ding kiln nor the best official kiln. Although it is a set, there is still some difference in how it feels small. Looking at the pattern on it, it turned out to be the pattern of Fanbang. Ma Qinglong wrinkled Frowning, Lou Shaoqing smiled and said, "Fan Bang made it himself, and he said he would give me a set. Counting the cups at home, this is the most common one."

Ma Qinglong was sweating, and felt a little sour in his heart. What kind of life is this King of Beijing Jing is living!

Everyone sat down and looked at the general. After Lou Shaoqing finished speaking, Mu Jinxuan adjusted his posture on the stool and said with a smile: "Don't mind, my lord. People say that our Northern Xinjiang has developed a lot in the past few years. Yes, the economy is prosperous. This is the truth. Our prince has worked hard to benefit the people. The changes in northern Xinjiang are obvious to all. However, the prince did not leave a penny. Except for the treasury, the rest was also returned to the people. "

"Oh? Return it to the people?" Can it be returned?Ma Qinglong felt very curious. After all, he was also a feudal prince. Of course, he wanted to know how it was returned.

Mu Jinxuan's face became a little paler because of her words, she moved her body, Huanyue hurried up to help, after adjusting, the little girl was already sweating.

"My lord, I wonder if you can see it when you come in. The roads of Luntai have been repaired, the houses of the people have been reinforced, and there are many more markets, which were built with the money of our prince himself, without spending a penny of the people. Money, the prince said, it is taken from the people and used by the people!"

Hearing these words, Ma Qinglong couldn't help clapping his hands hard, laughing and admiring: "Good! What a good one is taken from the people and used by the people, good!"

Look, Lou Junquan's son is even more powerful than his father!Not bad!

Ma Qinglong was very happy, so naturally he didn't mind the inauthentic teacup any more. He picked up the cup with a smile, took a sip of the hot tea, and then spit it all out in one gulp.

The tea dripped down along the beard. Ma Qinglong looked around and saw that everyone was staring at him, so he couldn't help showing embarrassment.

"Ahem!" He could only cough twice to cover up his embarrassment.

Mu Jinxuan hurriedly said: "Huanyue!"

Only then did Huanyue dare to step forward, took out the handkerchief and handed it over.

Master Ma's face was slightly red, but fortunately he has a lot of beards, which can cover most of it.

After wiping her face, Mu Jinxuan smiled and said, "This taste must be unaccustomed to adults. This is also the tea produced by our own in northern Xinjiang. It is grown by the common people. Because of the taste, the market is not very good. The prince is afraid that the common people will work hard. I bought it with my own money, the good tea has long been gone, and we also..."

I don't have money to buy these words again. The concubine princess didn't have the nerve to say it, she just lowered her head in embarrassment, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her eyes were inexplicably red, and Ma Qinglong's heart was about to be pulled together.

In fact, Mu Jinxuan was laughing, and couldn't hold back, so she didn't say the following words, but lowered her head and covered the smile at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were red from holding back.

But in the eyes of others, it is different.

Ma Qinglong straightened his face, looked back at Lou Shaoqing, with a bit of reproach in his expression: "Even so, you are the king of Beijing, how can you give so much for the people, anyway, you have a wife and children to support, and your wife Is the concubine here too?"

Lou Shaoqing nodded with a smile, but still said: "The emperor allowed Xiaowang to guard the northern border for generations, how dare Xiaowang live up to the entrustment of the emperor, Xiaowang has the emperor's salary, so it is much better than ordinary people, don't worry about it .”

Hearing this, Ma Qinglong trembled from anger, how much better?fart!Your family doesn't even have a whole set of teacups for entertaining guests, how could it be any easier?
Mu Jinxuan looked at Ma Qinglong's trembling fingers, took a deep breath, suppressed her smile, and continued to say with red eyes: "Yes, my lord, it's okay, we have a good life, and I still run the shop, although the capital city Those in the Central Plains were all taken back by the emperor, but the shops in Northern Xinjiang are not bad, and a few taels of silver a month is enough for household use.”

It was fine not to say the last sentence, Ma Qinglong at least nodded with a little peace of mind, and once he said the last sentence, he was about to spurt blood again.

How many taels of silver?Do you think you are ordinary people?You are the servants who want to support a family, and these guards all need to eat silver rings. These few taels of silver are probably made by silver rings, and it will become a problem for the whole family to eat.

"How many taels? Do you still have extra money to give to the servants?" Ma Qinglong was straightforward, and spit out the words in his heart without paying attention.

Huanyue, who handed him the handkerchief just now, said with a smile: "My lord, don't worry, we all farm the land ourselves, and we have food to eat, and the prince, concubine and empress are also indispensable!"

Ma Qinglong held a mouthful of old blood in his throat, neither spit it nor swallowed it, and finally shed tears of sympathy for Lou Shaoqing, what kind of day is this?Since when did the majestic king of Beijing need help from his servants to survive? !
As a former vassal king, Ma Qinglong felt extremely sad.

"My lord, let's hang out for dinner tonight?"

Lou Shaoqing tried to persuade him to stay.

Looking at the tea he was drinking, and looking at the four bare walls, Ma Qinglong shook his head, he was so poor, how could he have something to entertain?

(End of this chapter)

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