A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Yang Jinian felt that he was afraid that he would never recover.

It doesn't matter if you go by yourself, what about what happens behind you? My wife doesn’t say anything, but my son is still young and can’t establish a family. What should I do?

He has been worried about this matter for more than a month. He looks old-fashioned on the outside and has trouble sleeping and eating because of this. Coupled with the effects of his illness, his whole person collapsed.

Then he felt weak all over, and his whole body was like the state before death, extremely weak.

What will happen to the wife after someone goes? What should I do with my son?

People are never free in life. When you were young, you had the hopes of your parents and relatives on you, and you had to work hard to make progress; after you got married and had children, you had to miss your wife, children, and children. For this reason, you didn't dare to get sick, and you didn't dare to roar at Shangguan like before. …

Why?

You, who used to be so high-spirited, have become so philistine and timid, as if you were another person.

All this is because of concern.

You worry about losing your job and what will happen to your wife, children and children at home.

So you gradually become silent, because talking too much can easily offend others.

Then you'll think twice before doing something because you're afraid you won't be able to afford the consequences.

So everyone praised you for becoming more stable.

This is what is called growth!

Yang Jinian was stuck in the corner of despair until he saw his son-in-law.

He suddenly became enlightened.

How come we forgot that we have a capable son-in-law?

This son-in-law was known as the richest man in the Song Dynasty. He had so much money that he even used it to hit people. As for the son... his brother-in-law owns Mangshan Academy, and he is known as the master of miscellaneous studies. His art of writing about the sea became popular in the Song Dynasty, even in the Liao Dynasty...

With such a son-in-law, you are still worried about your son's future because no one will take care of him. Are you just confused?

Yes, I am confused.

Yang Jinian suddenly woke up and immediately felt energetic, hungry, and energetic...

Everyone was very happy, but Mrs. Li looked a little uneasy.

The censor was diagnosing Yang Jinian's pulse and wanted to finalize his condition.

Shen An was smiling and talking to his brother-in-law Yang Zhuochao, looking like an elder and very kind.

Seeing that his wife was uneasy, Yang Jinian asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Li thought for a while, looked at her son-in-law, and then plucked up the courage to say: "The old man said... that someone would be like a normal person before he died... or even better."

Look at Yang Jinian, his face is red and full of energy, this... looks a bit like him!

Yang Jinian was stunned.

Shen An was stunned.

Yang Zhuochao burst into tears immediately.

The two imperial doctors looked angry, and one of them said: "That's a flashback, but who can flash back the light for so long? That's a god!"

Well!

Li said in shock: "No! That's good, that's good!"

The mother-in-law looked very tired and seemed a little confused. Shen An quickly said: "My father-in-law seems to be well now. Don't worry. I will ask Zhuo Xue to come back and help me later. I will go back after my father-in-law is well."

"That won't work." Yang Jinian said angrily: "Taro is okay, but edamame can't live without her mother. How can she stay outside for a long time?"

yes!

When a woman becomes a mother, she gradually changes. There are fewer parties, fewer entertainments... Gradually only the children are in her eyes.

Shen An said: "Don't worry, when the time comes, I will bring taro and let her come over with edamame."

Shen An felt that it would be easy for him to take care of his son, so he decided happily.

When Mrs. Li sent Shen An out, she said, "It's been a chaotic time at home, and I haven't paid much attention to the outside. It seems like someone is causing trouble. You need to take a closer look."

These words were cryptic, but Shen An understood it. He smiled and said, "Bianliang is happy now!"

Li nodded, "It's a big day, but you shouldn't disturb it."

Chen Fuer's poaching of the Shen family must be dealt with, otherwise no one will dare to provoke the Shen family in the future.

Ms. Li felt that her son-in-law was very stable, and it would not be too late to wait until these few days passed.

Shen An left Yang's house, squinted at the long alley, and asked, "Have you found out about Chen Fuler's cotton business?"

The rural soldier who stayed behind had already arrived and said, "After checking it out, Chen Fu'er mainly collected cotton to make it himself, and finally turned it into cloth and sold it... It was very profitable."

After Shen An brought cotton back from the north, it gradually became the main force of cloth in the Song Dynasty.

It’s just that cotton has not been popular for a few years, and supply is tight, so many people in this business have become rich.

Shen An walked slowly in the alley. There were scattered fallen leaves in the late autumn alley, either slightly green or yellow...

Shen An walked out of the alley, looked at the bustling streets, and said, "Tell the cloth shop that from now on, the price of cotton cloth will be reduced by 30%!"

The village soldier ran away quickly, and Wen Xiaozhong said: "Lang Jun, if the price reaches 30%, the cloth merchants in Bianliang will go crazy."

Shen An smiled and said: "The northwest has regained Suizhou, and the whole city of Bianliang is happy. It would be too dull to not make any noise at this joyous moment."

Before he got home, Lin Bu, the steward of Buzhuang, came over sweating profusely, "Lang Jun, are you really going to cut the price by 30%?"

It's not that he doesn't believe it, but that after the price is reduced by 30%, the profit of cotton cloth is really minimal.

This is a new type of cotton! It was the time to make money. Even though the prices at the Shen family's cloth shop were extremely low, they still made a lot of money on cotton cloth.

Shen An glanced at him, "Do you still want to question something I did?"

Lin Bu was frightened and quickly apologized.

Shen An said: "The shopping mall is like a battlefield. Just do what you are told. If you have an idea, you can speak later. There is no room for hesitation at this moment. Go quickly!"

"yes."

Then the Shen family's cloth store put up a sign: The price of cotton cloth was reduced by 30%.

In an instant, Bianliang City went crazy.

Thirty percent!

The people who originally gritted their teeth and wanted to buy a few feet of cloth were very happy. Then they added some money and bought some more to make clothes for their children.

While the cloth shop was crowded, the cloth merchants in Bianliang were also dumbfounded.

"The Shen family's cloth village is full of people, both inside and outside!"

"How can we do business?"

A group of cloth merchants gathered together and were worried. Last time they were caught off guard by the Shen family's cloth store opening and cutting prices. Later, they were able to do it after following up, but the profits were not as good as before.

Now the Shen family has reduced the profits of cotton fabrics to such a meager level that they are about to collapse.

"Go to Shen's house and ask."

So a group of people went to Yulin Alley, but Shen An did not come forward. Zhuang Laoshi said, "My husband got the cotton, but some people picked it up..."

The door of the Shen family was closed, and the cloth merchants looked at each other. Someone said: "Chen Fuler!"

Everyone nodded.

"Then Chen Fu'er wanted to recruit people from the Shen family's workshop, but now the retribution is on us. Isn't it unfair?"

"Whether it was wronged or not is another matter. What should I do now?"

Everyone was silent for a while, and someone said: "Every wrongdoer has his own debtor..."

Everyone nodded.

"Chen Fuler is the culprit. Who went to his house to buy fabrics?"

Someone raised their hands, one after another, seven people raised their hands.

"broken!"

"good!"

Faced with Shen An's suppression, they had to stop.

“This man is so rich, it’s so depressing!”

The worst thing you, Shen An, can do is stop making money from cloth shop. There are other industries that can make you extremely rich, but we can’t!

A group of cloth merchants were helpless when Shen An threw money at them.

…

Chen Fuler was at home at the moment, and a man was talking to him.

"...An Xin, Lu Zhiza and the others are already keeping an eye on Shen An. If he goes out of his way, he will be impeached and brought to the palace immediately."

Chen Fu'er forced a smile and said: "That's good, that's good."

The man stood up and said: "You have offended him, don't think about playing both sides again..."

"Yes." Chen Fu'er knew that he was in a group with this group of people, but thinking of those loud names, he couldn't help but get a little excited.

The man said proudly: "Shen An seems domineering, but he also has to be wary of Sima Gong and Lu Zhiza. Otherwise, where are the rules? An Xin, with us here, he won't dare to cause trouble for you..."

"Thank you so much..."

Chen Fu'er expressed her gratitude and sent the man out.

Just as he was about to reach the door, he saw someone rushing towards him.

Chen Fu'er took a closer look and saw that they were servants at home. He remembered that he taught them every day to be calm and calm, but now they were so panicked. He really lost his face.

He kicked him in anger.

The servant rushed to the street, but still shouted: "Lang Jun, it's not good, the price of cotton at the Shen family's cloth store has been reduced by 30%..."

Chen Fuler's face turned pale instantly.

The man was stunned, and then said seriously: "He didn't dare to attack you, so he used businessman's methods, which is ridiculous and ridiculous!"

He smiled contemptuously, and Chen Fu'er thought about it too, but she couldn't help but feel heartbroken when she thought that she would make less money in the future.

People are like this. They used to earn a hundred guan a day, but now they feel uncomfortable if they earn 50 guan a day.

This shows how difficult it is to be indifferent to fame and fortune.

The man patted Chen Fuler on the shoulder and said with a smile: "We are here, hold on tight."

This is a businessman who can provide financial support, and there are many benefits to wooing him, so he also tries to make himself smile more cordially.

Chen Fu'er nodded, "It's okay, the villain can hold on!"

He raised his head and said resolutely: "Then how many cloth merchants will Shen An offend now? Those people will hate him to the bone. Although I make less money now, what is money? Money is just the smoke of the past. I want to be with you He will fight to the end..."

The sound of footsteps came again.

Chen Fu'er, who was feeling emotional, looked over and saw that it was his own boy. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Why are you running?!"

The man frowned slightly and looked unhappy.

The clerk said with a sad face: "Lang Jun...the seven cloth merchants have sent people here, saying that from now on, they will no longer purchase goods from our house."

Damn it!

Chen Fu'er couldn't help but feel a little weak in her feet...

If no one buys the goods, who will sell the cotton he makes? Are they sold to those people? But the Shen family's cloth store is watching over it, how can he sell it?

He held the wall and asked the man in a trembling voice: "Sir... Shen An did it viciously, right! This must be his vicious method. Only he can force those people to cut off business with the Chen family... Sir, Lu Zhiza They... help the villain..."

The man looked at the void with a sad expression, "You..."

"gentlemen……"

Chen Fu'er heard some ominous signs. He knelt down and hugged the man's thigh, "Sir, save someone!"

"open!"

The man struggled for a while but failed to break away. He said angrily: "Let go!"

At this time, someone outside shouted: "Jun Gong Shen is here..."

Damn it!

Is Shen An here?

How can this be done?

As soon as the man heard this, he slapped Chen Fu'er crazily, but Chen Fu'er hugged his thigh tightly. UU Reading www.uｕｎshu.net Finally, the man tried hard to break free, turned around and ran in the opposite direction. That speed could definitely be achieved in Bian. Liang ranked among the top three.

"gentlemen……"

Chen Fuer whined with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Someone outside shouted: "There is no ghost outside, where is Duke Shen?"

The running man froze, then fell to the ground. When he got up again, his face was covered in blood.

Chen Fu'er touched the bruises on his forehead and thought that just Shen An's name scared the gentleman away. What would happen if he came in person?

They are all liars!

"Liars, they are all liars!"

He lay there and howled.

…

The fourth update is here, Jazz continues to fight, there will be more later!

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