Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 219
That night, Ma Min'er didn't sleep well, she tossed and turned, and before she knew it, it was dawn, she stretched out her head, "Xia Zhen, should we go out for breakfast?"

"I don't want to go out." Xia Zhen put her arms around the little daughter-in-law's waist, looking like she was about to sleep in.

"Ah..." Ma Min'er thought he would agree.

Sensing the uneasiness of the little daughter-in-law, Xia Zhen stuck out her head from under the quilt: "What are you worried about?"

"What if my bad idea doesn't work?"

Xia Zhen chuckled, "That's also Feng Taishi's business, it has nothing to do with you."

"I'm uneasy, what if these dignitaries join forces to get Grand Master Feng down?"

"That was his fate, too."

"Hey, my brother Zhen, when did you believe in fate?" Ma Min'er laughed at his indifference.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Ma Min'er buried her under the blanket, hugged his thin waist, and pressed her small face to his heart: "It's not a matter of what to do. Since we have made up our minds, let's do what we can, and it can be regarded as helping Feng Taishi." a handful."

"you think……"

"Let's go out to breakfast and talk while we eat."

Xia Zhen got up reluctantly, "Got it."

Ma Min'er smiled, hugged him and kissed him, "It's better to be my Brother Zhen."

"Is it okay to accompany you?"

"Of course!" Ma Miner leaned on his shoulder with a smile.

-

Bada Hutong, which is restricted from delivering vegetables, has no frying pans, so they are not allowed to deliver vegetables from various villages, so they go to the vegetable market to buy, and they have almost prepared the ingredients in the building today, but the work is cumbersome and the money is too much some.

But in the yamen of the government office, the three important places where idlers are not allowed to enter at will have exploded. No matter whether it is the royal family or the relatives of the state, they are surrounded by Feng Jiangyi's official office.

"Master Feng, what do you mean?"

"Master, we people in Beijing have always lived like this. What do you want to do?"

"Feng Jiangyi, you won't be a grand master for a few days, and you don't even know your surname?"

……

There was a lot of voices. These nobles who are usually known for their elegance are no different from the aunts and aunts in the vegetable market at this time, and they are even more bitter and mean than the aunts and aunts in the vegetable market.

"Master Feng, why don't you answer?" Old Seventh Prince Mi Wang stood in front of the people and raised his chin and asked.

Feng Jiangyi stood indifferently: "My lord, what do you want Ziyi to say?"

"Hurry up and let your son withdraw."

"My lord, it's almost the Chinese New Year, and the soldiers and horses patrol the city as usual. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"You...then you let the little official of the government office withdraw."

"My lord, the Holy Majesty personally wrote and approved the laws of commercial taxation. Are you ignoring the laws of the Great Wei Kingdom?"

"You..." King Mi turned his head, "Fourth Brother, tell me..."

The fourth son Huo Wang shook his head and took a step forward with a sigh, "Master Feng, if you want to collect taxes, you can do it. Why should it affect the business of the shop?"

Feng Jiangyi smiled, "Whose business is affected?" After speaking, he immediately turned his head, "Come on—"

"My lord—"

"Is anyone in Bada Hutong closed today?"

"Return to the adults, not at all."

Feng Jiangyi said, "My lord, look, it didn't affect the business of any shop!"

"you……"

……

Could it be that his attitude was too soft, the old Lord Bahuai took a step forward, pointed at Feng Jiangyi's nose and shouted, "Crazy Jiang, don't be arrogant, let's go find the Empress Dowager."

"Why not the emperor?" Feng Jiangyi ignored the finger pointing at him, squinting and asked back.

"Don't think we don't know, my grandnephew is young, and he was deceived by you, a lunatic. You don't collect taxes at all, you just don't see the good of our clans, and toss us in different ways, so that we can't live."

"You have a hard time, what good is it for me?"

"Don't you know what the benefits are?" Huai Wang bared his teeth and stared, looking like he was going to eat people.

Feng Jiangyi looked at them coldly.

-

After finishing his work on the eldest son's birthday, Fu Xiaoyou continued to work on the resort village in the suburbs of Beijing. The shopkeeper Qiu wrote to him, asking him to buy paints and powders in Xicaogou. A shop in Xing'an Prefecture, Yizhou.

Many businessmen are willing to take care of people in their hometown when they are away from home. On the one hand, they are kind, and on the other hand, they also take care of each other. If there is any problem, they can get help, but they did not expect that the other party would know him.

"You know me?" Fu Xiaoyou searched his memory, but he couldn't remember where he met him.

The shopkeeper shook his head again and again, "I have never been in charge."

"Then you are..."

"My boss has been paying attention to you."

Hearing this, Fu Xiaoyou felt uncomfortable, "You are..."

The middle-aged shopkeeper saw the slight change in the face of the other party, and quickly explained: "Master Fu, don't get me wrong!" He walked to the door, pointed at the door plaque, "Dong Ji——"

Fu Xiaoyou followed him two steps to the door, looked up at the door plaque, "I know it's Dong Ji, what do you want to say?"

The shopkeeper smiled at the middle-aged man who introduced him, "Shopkeeper Xu, have you told Manager Fu what we used to do?"

"I said it, it's a dental practice."

"Dental?" Fu Xiaoxu shook his head, "I don't understand what you are talking about?"

"Fu Zhang, wait a moment, I will go to the backyard and call our boss out."

Fu Xiaoyou thought that if I come to buy goods, you can just sell them to me. Why are there so many things, and suddenly my mind moved, do they know that I am related to the Beijun Palace?But I've always been careful not to reveal who my boss is. Could it be that they really know the Ma family?

After a while, a handsome old man with a white face came to the front shop led by a servant.

"Passing in charge, long-awaited... long-awaited..."

"..." Fu Xiaoyou looked at the familiar man and didn't answer.

The old man didn't hear his reply, and he wasn't angry, he called kindly: "Little brother..."

This kindness made Fu Xiaoyou even more confused, "You are..."

"I know Ma Erniang—"

"Little boss? When?" Fu Xiaoyou believed that he had participated in almost the whole process of the Ma family's fortune. He confirmed that Erniang had never dealt with Dong Ji, let alone knew him.

"The first day they were exiled to Xing'an Mansion."

Fu Xiaoyou was stunned. It was really when he didn't know Xiaodong's family that he suddenly remembered the past that Xiaodong's family had said, "You...you are the Boss Dong who gave two taels of silver?"

"Ahhhh, I didn't expect the Princess of Beijun to tell you such a past story?" Dong Darui just probed and asked, but he didn't know it before. He really dared to stand in front of him to fight for opportunities, dare to smash the capital's big restaurant Ma Er Mother, you are really straightforward.

"Er Niang was still a little lady at that time, how did you know that she later became the Princess of Beijun?"

"Haha..." Dong Darui raised his head and laughed loudly, "It's too long to say, Brother Fu, please believe me, I have absolutely no malice when I inquire about your boss."

Fu Xiaoyou blinked, also, if he had any intentions, he would have found Erniang through his relationship, and looked at his shop unconsciously.

Dong Darui has long been a mature man, and the young brother across the street sees every look and every movement in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Brother, what do you want to buy, I will ask the shopkeeper and the buddy to take care of it for you."

Fu Xiaoyou looked again and said what he wanted.

"Old Ji, calculate the total amount of silver for my little brother."

"Okay, shopkeeper!"

Fu Xiaoyou took advantage of the time when the clerk was carrying paint and powder, and the shopkeeper was settling accounts, and asked, "I used to do dental work in Yizhou, why..."

Darui touched his swollen forehead: "Ma Erniang said that I am Maitreya Buddha, and buying and selling people is not a good job. If you think about it, you will lose your life. Four or five years ago, by chance, I changed my job."

"So that's how it is." Fu Xiaoyou asked again, "Then why did you come to the capital?"

"The children and grandchildren have become successful, and they opened the shop to the capital without knowing it. They respect me, saying that they let me give pointers, but in fact they let me visit the capital."

"Then you are really lucky."

"That's natural!" Dong Darui said with a rich face, "To be praised by the blessed princess, my blessing really will last for three generations."

Hearing this, Fu Xiao smiled politely with sincerity. For everyone, living a good life and blessing the next generation is a successful life. This is also his goal in life.

-

Xia Zhen's young couple found a specialty breakfast shop and ate wontons, hot, with soup and water. Xia Zhen didn't have enough for one bowl, so they ordered another bowl. While eating, they said, "I have to eat it." You can't be fat."

"No, you practice boxing and knives every morning, so you won't gain weight."

Xia Zhen raised her eyes, "I used to only practice once or twice, but now I practice three times."

"Ah..." I was about to test my mouth with a cloth towel, "Why!"

Xia Zhen raised her eyebrows, looking like you should know, after staring at her, she continued to eat her breakfast with her head down.

Ma Min'er raised her eyebrows, thought of it, and moved closer to him, "I'm afraid your waist is too strong, so I can't hold it with my short arms?"

Xia Zhen gave a real look while eating.

Ma Min'er covered her mouth and laughed, "I still have abdominal muscles, haha..."

Xia Zhen rolled her eyes again, "Aren't you letting people eat breakfast?"

"Rang Rang..." Ma Min'er was overjoyed.

There were only two or three tables in the small shop. At this moment, there was no one else except Xia Zhen and his wife. It wasn't that they had reserved the place, but when they came out to the shop, it was already late and most people had already eaten. It's breakfast, and it's lunch time in another hour.

It's nothing, the young man stood by the shopkeeper's counter, secretly watching the nobleman flirt, wondering what kind of concubine the young man brought out for breakfast, so hot.

After the two left, the young man quickly followed to the door, to see how many guards followed him, and what kind of clothes the guards wore, to judge their identities. shop.

The shopkeeper smiled and asked, "Have you figured it out?"

The boy shook his head: "No."

The shopkeeper clicked his tongue: "I guessed a point or two."

"Ah, shopkeeper Zhang, please tell me, what kind of characters are these lovers and concubines?"

"Not a concubine?"

"……what……"

"It seems to be the North County King and his wife."

"Bei... is that the princess of Beijun who smashed the restaurant?"

"Ah."

"God..." The boy hurriedly ran outside again. As soon as he reached the door, the pair of guests turned around again, "Your...you...you..."

"Sorry, I left my gloves on the stool just now."

"Ah, I haven't had time to collect the table yet, so I didn't see it." Knowing the other party's identity, the young man looked humble and timid, but he faintly felt that the other party was easy to get along with, showing a simple smile.

Ma Min'er took back her gloves from the stool, but she was not in a hurry to leave, and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, where is the best storytelling here?"

"I know this..." the boy exclaimed happily, "Pozuizi teahouse!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly stopped and said, "Where is that place, how can you go there, if you want to go, you should go to Juyi Tea House, the storyteller there is very good."

After the shopkeeper said this, the little guy stepped back in embarrassment, "Our shopkeeper is right, right..."

Ma Min'er smiled slightly, "Both, I will go, thank you both."

"My lord, go slowly."

Ma Miner smiled again, "Your wontons are delicious, I will come again next time."

"Oh, thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

-

Xiao Lin was really in a bad mood, his personality was perverted, and now, no one dared to approach him, but what if he didn't come in, something was up, the attendant bit the bullet and came in, "Master—" the voice followed Mosquito humming.

Xiao Lin raised his eyes.

The attendant immediately bowed forward, "Master, Grand Master Feng is surrounded by those clan relatives in the office, and Xia Zhen and his wife are eating wontons in a small shop."

"Eat wontons?"

The attendant replied: "Yes, Lord, according to the follower, the young couple was very tired of eating breakfast, and they didn't come out until half an hour after eating."

"Hey... what about now?"

"I went to the teahouse to listen to the book."

"Tea room?"

"Yes, Lord, I only brought a few people with me, if..."

"What if? To catch Xia Zhen, I'm not so stupid." Xiao Lin's eyes blinked red, with a taste of bloodthirsty.

"Yes, yes, sir..." The attendant was pushed back again and again by him.

Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes, "If you play tricks with me, then I will accompany you."

-

The next day, at the gates of several major cities in the capital, there were many more soldiers and horses, and many trucks carrying food materials were blocked at the gates of the city.

Most of the things produced in the Zhuangzi of the aristocratic families in the capital could not enter the city, and all the major stewards found their masters one after another.

All restaurants, restaurants, and flower houses including Bada Hutong can only go to the market to buy ingredients if they want to continue to do business. In a short while, the price of Jingli cuisine has doubled.

Vegetable prices have risen, and business taxes have naturally followed. Emperor Yuantai's treasury has grown at a visible rate.

Of course, everything has two sides, the national treasury has risen, but in Emperor Yuantai's dragon case, there are also piles of papers for impeaching Grand Master Haifeng, which is really a headache.

-

The steward stood in front of the old Liang King, with a mournful face, "My lord, what should I do, if it is normal, but now it is the end of the year, the production on the Zhuangzi must be transported to the mansion, you see this is not good It's not a problem to let him enter the city!"

Old Liang Wang sighed, "What should I do?"

Liu Zaicheng wobbled in from the outside, "Grandfather, it's not easy, it's time to hand over, what's the big deal."

"What do you know?" The grandson of the old Liang dynasty stared.

"Our family has so much money and production, and if we pay some taxes, we can get it."

"Stinky boy, you think it's just 'point'."

"How much is that?" Liu Zaicheng sat down on the couch, tilted his body, and did not sit at all.

Old Liang Wang shook his head, "A family like ours will earn at least tens of thousands of taels of tax money in one year."

"Tens of thousands of taels is not much. At most, my uncle and brothers and I can spend less."

Hearing this, the old Liang Wang was so angry, he stood up and took a chicken blanket, "Stinky boy, if you are not in charge, you don't know how expensive it is..." He cursed and beat him.

Liu Zaicheng was so frightened that he jumped and ran away, "But we haven't spent more..."

"Stinky boy, if you don't save tax money, your money is spent...you stop for me, stop for me..."

The old Liang Wang was so angry that his heart was pounding, it took him a long time to recover, and he slowly entered the house. "

"My lord, then we..."

Old Liang Wang sat down, "Cheng'er looks like this...I..."

Seeing that the master answered irrelevant questions, the steward shrank his head and quietly stood aside.

The old Liang Wang had to think about the future of his children and grandchildren. Paying taxes is not only about paying taxes, but also involves the intricate details.

"My lord, my little one is..."

"Pay mu tax and business tax."

"My lord—" the steward looked at the master in surprise.

Old Liang Wang narrowed his eyes, "The Holy One has just reached middle age, and Feng Jiangyi has made up his mind to rejuvenate him. Since this is the case, the tax cannot be lost, so let's pay it."

The steward moved his mouth, "My lord, this move is worth tens of thousands of taels!"

"I know, it's better to sell them than to let them lose."

The steward saw that the master had made up his mind, so he had no choice but to cup his hands and said, "I understand, I will do it right away."

-

On the morning of the third day, everything was as Emperor Yuantai had expected. Almost half of the court was sued by the people who sued Grand Master Feng. They were so noisy that his head almost split.

He glanced at Feng Jiangyi who was standing in the front, and then at Xia Zian who was standing calmly. Originally, these things had nothing to do with a fool from the north, but now they have something to do with them.

"Your Majesty, I heard that Master Feng's idea of ​​collecting business tax came from the King of Beijun, and it may also come from her wife who knows how to trade..." A courtier complained.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I heard that Grand Master Feng is often with the North County King and his wife. His idea must come from the North County King..."

"I heard that this is how the business taxes in Liangzhou are collected. They don't care about the noble families and blindly please the ordinary people. But my lord, the talents who govern the country for you are from noble families. Those ordinary people have nothing but the loess in front of them and their backs to the sky. No, you still have to rely on the aristocratic family!"

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty, we have paid so much for the Great Wei Dynasty with our best efforts, do we still need to pay so much taxes?"

"Holy..."

……

Feng Jiangyi crossed his hands in front of his body, his eyes looked at the square inch in front of him, his ears were filled with all kinds of complaints, but he was unmoved.

Xia Zhen wanted to pick out his ears, but he held back, but if he didn't pick out his ears, he felt uncomfortable again. He wished to beat these old guys, and then walked through the noisy crowd in style, and went straight back home.

"If you have something to play, you will retreat if there is nothing!"

The eunuch's voice suddenly rang out, making the noisy crowd suddenly quiet, and everyone stared at the emperor. What was his attitude?
Emperor Yuantai stood up from the dragon chair and looked down at the officials, "Next year will be the year of the Grand Competition, maybe I can select more children from poor families to fill the court!"

"Holy..."

"Holy..."

The ministers were shocked.

Feng Jiangyi's frown suddenly loosened.

Xia Zhen was noncommittal.

-

The stairs of the Millennium Residence were trampled loudly, and the attendant, sweating profusely, hurried to the top floor door, "Hurry up and report."

"Yes." The servant at the door entered the door lightly, "Master, there is something about a servant."

"Let him in."

"Yes, sir."

The attendant hurriedly approached Xiao Lin, "Master, His Majesty's attitude has come out."

Xiao Lin raised his peach blossom eyelids.

"The holy majesty said that next year will be the year of the Grand Competition, and more children from poor families should be selected..." The attendant looked at the master whose eyes were almost half-closed, and quietly retreated.

How many selections?Heh, do you think you can use it as soon as you choose it?Tao Hua's eyes were full of blood, Xiao Lin at this moment made people shudder!

Dongdong, someone came up again, and the boy at the door let him in directly.

"Father-"

"What's the matter?"

"Master, old Liang Wang asked the steward to pay taxes."

Xiao Lin raised his eyes suddenly, "Why?"

"Master Hui, it is said that his grandson is close to Xia Zhen and his wife."

"Haha..." Xiao Lin raised his head, "Why did I forget Liu Zaicong who smashed the restaurant?"

"Master, there are rumors that Liu Zaicheng likes the princess of Beijun."

"What..." Xiao Lin looked like he had eaten dog shit, "Xia Zhen can make people green in front of their faces?"

"This...Master, Xia Zhen is also a murderer without blinking an eye, I'm afraid I can't."

Xiao Lin scolded: "I know, it's useless for you to ask all these things."

"Yes, yes, sir, I know I was wrong."

Xiao Lin said coldly: "Hurry up and find out why the old Liang Wang who left Beijing scolded Xia Zhen's ancestors last time, why did he come to Beijing so fragrantly?"

"Yes, sir." The attendant hurriedly withdrew.

Getting up from the couch, Xiao Lin said gloomyly and coldly, "Isn't it just that the free ingredients from Zhuangzi are not allowed to enter Beijing, then I will go to the market to buy them, and see what else you can do?"

-

Another three days later, it was the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year was about to come. The ingredients from around the capital were not brought into Beijing, but the vegetable merchants from other places made a lot of money.

The shopkeepers in Bada Hutong almost broke Xiao Lin's threshold, "Young Master Xiao, please help me find a way!"

"Yes, Mr. Xiao, help us find a way."

……

Xiao Lin raised his eyes, "I have already told you the method."

"Ah..." The storekeepers looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what he meant.

Xiao Lin replied slowly: "That is to get through this period of time. After a long time, he will naturally have nothing to do with us."

"This..." The storekeepers looked at each other again.

Xiao Lin said: "There are reforms in every dynasty and every generation. It is never us who are expropriated, but those who govern. As time goes by, everything will change. At that time, who will care about us?" Ah, everyone, you say yes."

"Uh...it seems to be the case. Will Feng Jiangyi let us delay?"

"Aside from not letting the ingredients into Beijing, what else can he do?"

Dongdong... Someone came up again, the waiter walked around the crowd and walked up to Xiao Lin, "Master, something big is not right!"

"Why are you so flustered?"

"That...that..."

"Say—" Xiao Lin said sharply.

"Yes, Lord!" the waiter said bravely, "Doctors and doctors in the whole capital are not allowed to enter Bada Hutong."

"Whose rules?"

"Hui lord, Mrs. Feng joined forces with the Tai Hospital to do it."

"Feng Jiangyi——"

(End of this chapter)