Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid: Bodhi Casts a Mirror Heart

Chapter 37 Yifang Folds the Lotus (20)
That's true, for everyone like me, the whole world will be peaceful, "9" is gone, Gaddafi and Saddam have gone to farm, and American arms dealers have switched to selling Chinese cabbage one by one.

Just as I was about to speak, he seemed relaxed and asked, "If Mu Jin were Zhen, who would I pass the throne to?"

How can you ask such an important question so easily?Ask me such an honest child!

I thought for a while, "Back to the emperor, my wife read such a story in an ancient book in my hometown: There was a businessman who was so rich that he had many beautiful wives with many dowries and backgrounds. Of course, he also had many sons." , and he is very tall. He passed the position to the boss in a regular manner at the beginning, and your Majesty guesses what will happen to the other sons?"

The emperor smiled coldly, "None of these sons must be convinced, so try every means to get the boss off his horse!"

I patted the jade bone fan lightly, flattering and flatteringly said: "Your Majesty is indeed a sage, that's exactly the case. After these excellent sons got the boss down, they then killed each other, which greatly shook the foundation of the family and hurt the whole family. The heart of this rich businessman. Later, he came up with a way to secretly set up another son, put the heir's name under the plaque in the main hall, and then sent a bunch of servants to look at the plaque carefully, and told all his sons not to mess around. Think about it, you will know after I die, now that I am alive, please be filial to me and live a good life, otherwise I will definitely be disqualified from inheriting. So what should each of his sons do, live seriously to please the old man."

The emperor's eyes became serious, he stroked his beard and murmured: "It's really a good idea, Mu Jin is really wise."

Broken, broken, he was really thinking about it seriously.I was worried, what would the emperor do?If you don't know how to learn from the Qing Dynasty, let's put the imperial edict behind the plaque.

He suddenly looked at me, "I heard that Mujin has taken a fancy to the Fucheng Street in Yongshengfang?"

"Exactly." This time, I was very happy with his magical jumping thinking, at least he could ignore the topic of swords and swords, and reduce the probability of being clicked when I talked about current affairs, so I happily discussed my brilliant experience with him, "The minister is in melon. There is a Yechun Street in Zhoushi, all of which are owned by the Jun family. I have always wanted to build a financial and commercial street in Xijing, so that all commercial activities can be completed together, which greatly reduces manpower and resources..."

I don't want to, before my words finished, the Holy Majesty waved his hand slightly, interrupted him, and said flatly: "From tomorrow, Fucheng Street will be renamed Fujun Street, and it will be owned by the Jun family. From then on, the Xijing business will be owned by the Huangshang Jun Mo Wen." Take care of it. However, I will send a few skilled craftsmen to help you study the warships that conquer Soochow. The east end of Fujun Street is on the edge of the Wei River, and there is a small ferry called Yecao, where it is convenient to enter the water for testing. And all the properties on Fujun Street, my Yuan family will secretly invest half of the shares, and all the profits in the first few years will go to the Jun family, and the right will be returned to you by the court for those open and secret donations in the past few years. , [-] to [-] percent, just like you and Duan's cooperation."

"What should I do..." I was stunned for a moment, and I laughed instinctively, "Deal."

Fu also felt that looking directly at the Holy Majesty was too blasphemy, and such an answer was very rude, so he knelt down again, saluted respectfully, and said loudly: "The emperor's kindness is so great, I am grateful."

"Get up, Qing's acting skills are better than those of high-ranking officials," the emperor couldn't help laughing up to the sky, "but it's too fake, not even a single tear."

Oh, that's true.My mouth was almost grinning crookedly, and indeed there was not even a single drop of tears.

I giggled for a while, got up and sat upright.

(End of this chapter)