Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 820 Peace is the most important thing

  The 300-acre mansion sold very quickly, and it was sold out quickly.

   Except for some officials who need to live here, there are also some merchants who seem to have spotted business opportunities.

  House and house, after all, are different.

Just like in the inner city of the capital, the same house may cost thousands of taels of silver. If it is a mansion covering an area of ​​seven or eight acres, tens of thousands of taels is easy. house.

There is no other reason. The inner city is a scarce resource. It is surrounded by the city walls of the inner city. If you sell one set for less, you can’t think it’s too expensive. , it is absolutely impossible to make any mistakes. The people who bought the house here are either rich or expensive, and they are not short of money.

  As for the outer city, the three religions and nine streams live in a mixed environment, with sewage running across the river, dragons and snakes mixed together, and it is originally the residence of common people.

  In this era, there is not only a gap between rich and poor, but also a gap between high and low.

   Now, the 300 mu of land in Tongtian Garden is a tool for many merchants to greatly improve their status. Think about it, living here, accompanied by the emperor, surrounded by yamen, is safe. Besides, the neighbors may be a certain official, that's all, although I have money, but people may not think highly of it, but in the future, my children can also study in the same school as the officials, Is this... something that can be bought with money?

  Those who were hesitant at first were a little slow to find out...the sale...sold out.

  Those who bought were all elated and excited, as if they had picked up a bargain.

   Then, the contract was signed, and the down payment was paid within ten days. Wang Bushi held the contract in his hand, and saw that there were regrets around him, and he seemed to think he was too slow.

Wang Bushi did not grab a good location. The acre of land he bought was some distance away from the planned school in the future. It was a bit regretful, but when he looked back, there were still a few of his colleagues, beating their chests and feet, All of a sudden, I feel at ease.

  Look at you, you just have no vision.

  Where does it look like me, Wang Bushi, haha.

  He got into the sedan chair, went home, hurriedly raised money, and his own house in the inner city, what to do with it?

   It seems that it still needs to be disposed of, sell it, sell it.

That place is simply not a place for people to live in. The new house is better, even if the new house is only one mu, the old house is much bigger, but the last time I went to the Daming Palace, the floor-to-ceiling glass, the floor tiles, the heating, and even many small The details are still fresh in Wang Bushi's memory. If he lives in this kind of place, he will be very happy.

   Moreover, I heard from the people in the shed that after living in the new house, there is no need to have so many maids, bearers, guards, and concierges in the mansion.

Why, because in this Tongtian Garden, it is said that there will be a special nursing home, which is uniformly recruited, and all of them have undergone drills. In this case, the family does not need so many servants, the host lives by himself, and there are two maids , one woman and one concierge are enough.

   My family of six or seven is completely enough.

  Thinking about it this way, I actually had some expectations in my heart.

  Sitting in the sedan chair, Wang Bushi was thinking, thinking, and suddenly... a terrible thought popped up.

What?

  What did I come here for?

  It seems that...he came to find Fang Jifan desperately.

But…

  He was sitting in the sedan chair, holding the title deed, his mind was a little confused, who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?

  ...

  The entire capital, almost all houses, are plummeting.

  Especially the inner city, the fall is even more terrible. The reason why the inner city is the inner city is because the inner city surrounds the center of Ming Dynasty. Now that the center is gone, there is no difference between it and the outer city.

  After this huge slump, people panicked and rushed to sell their houses. All the streets and alleys were talking about the new city.

Wang Bushi raised two thousand taels of silver, paid the down payment, and then went to the bank to get a mortgage. From then on, he was no longer a minister of Ming Dynasty, but also a minister of Xishan Bank with honor. How about paying yourself a salary? Damn it, from now on, I have to send money to this Xishan Bank every month.

  Wang Bushi became anxious.

  I am confused, why did I just give my life to others all of a sudden, in a muddleheaded way, and now I am fine, not to mention that the family is empty, and I still owe a whole lot of debt.

  People, after getting emotional, when they calm down, they start to become worried.

  Even when he was in the Cultural and History Museum of the Imperial Academy, he began to feel melancholy, as if he couldn't lift his spirits for anything, and his whole body was sluggish.

   On the third day, he went to the Hanlin Academy on duty as usual.

  In the Imperial Academy, it seemed like a pot had exploded.

   "Seven or eight adults are on leave today."

   "Ask for leave, what kind of leave are you asking for?" Wang Bushi looked at the clerk who came to report.

  The scribe smiled wryly and said: "It is said that they all went to the Daming Palace. The latest issue, Zijin Garden, is launched, 500 acres, and it is on sale. Everyone has heard the news and ran away."

  When the scribe said this, the Hanlin on the side also came together one after another.

  These people were not well-informed enough, and they all looked at the old scribe.

  Many people know about this, only know that houses are being sold outside the Daming Palace.

  Yes, selling a house on the wasteland, that dog-eat conscience!

  When Wang Bushi heard this, his eyes went dark.

  Damn it...the one with the surname Fang is selling it again.

  Worthless and not wicked, a few days ago it was said that housing resources were scarce, only 300 mu, now there are 500 mu.

  Wang Bushi jumped up in his heart, is it over, is it because the old man's ten thousand taels also fell into his hands.

  The rest of the Hanlin chattered a lot, and someone sneered: "Oh...joke, who bought that wasteland."

  The old scribe smiled: "I heard that Zijin Garden is a thousand steps away from the Imperial College."

  A thousand steps is far enough.

  It is worse than the location of Tongtianyuan.

   "The asking price is twelve thousand taels of silver per mu."

   "What..." Wang Bushi was taken aback, staring at the old scribe.

  One...Twelve thousand taels.

  Beside Hanlin said sourly: "Oh, it's strange that it can be sold like this."

  The old scribe smiled wryly: "It can be sold. I heard that it is 500 mu, but in fact, there are 300 mu, which are already gone. It is only 200 mu that is really robbed."

   "Three hundred acres, who bought it?" Many people became suspicious.

"It's an internal decision." The old scribe was also feeling emotional, as if the world had changed: "You don't know something, the superior..." He pointed to Fang Liang: "Those princes, I even heard that there are cabinets and six ministries. The lords have already discussed it with the captain-in-law, they don't need to grab it, they just took the best lot, and the extra two hundred acres are for people to snap up."

   "..."

  Everyone's face changed.

   Twelve thousand and one mu, there are still people who decide by default, and the rest of the squishy ones are left to be robbed.

  How does it sound, it's like grabbing Chinese cabbage.

  A young Hanlin gritted his teeth and couldn't help scolding: "This is a collusion between the government and the business, you dog official!"

  Although he is also an official, at this moment, the officials being scolded are obviously those in high positions.

  Wang Bushi's face twitched, but he suddenly became dizzy.

   Three days, just three days, two thousand taels of silver more for a house that is worse than your own?

  Then his own house, wouldn't it be worth more than 13,000 taels in a blink of an eye?

  His heart jumped up thumping.

  In this life, I have suffered countless losses and suffered countless stumbles, but I have never picked up such a big deal.

  If I knew this earlier, I should have gritted my teeth and bought an extra acre.

   He regretted it.

  The other Hanlin had different complexions, and someone said: "Hey, I'm not feeling well. I think my old illness has relapsed. I have to take a leave of absence and go back to take care of myself."

   "I...I'm not feeling well..."

   All of a sudden, no one wants to work anymore.

  Even if I can’t afford it, I still want to go and have a look. There are many that I didn’t buy, and I feel an inexplicable anxiety in my heart.

  How about, repairing books and returning to the hometown, so that parents and brothers in the family can sell some land?

  Wang Bushi picked up the teacup, and his mind was a little confused. Should he buy another acre? In the future, he will have more children and grandchildren. Maybe it will not be enough for him.

   But where does the silver come from.

  Hometown...

  My hometown has been drained.

  Old house... yes, old house...

   "Hey!" Wang Bushi held his stomach: "I have a stomachache... I have to take leave..."

  ………

   Outside the Daming Palace, there were many people.

  Wang Jinyuan was surrounded by people, and below him were people with teeth and claws, including wealthy businessmen, officials, and nobles, and everyone shouted and cursed angrily.

Wang Jinyuan's throat was smoking. He stood on the table and yelled hysterically: "Everyone, don't get excited, don't get excited, just listen to me, I, Wang Jinyuan, swear to the sky, we, Captain Fang, never colluded with the people above you!" , Absolutely not, let people buy first in secret. We do business, we pay attention to integrity, fairness, justice, and openness! There are absolutely no people in the cabinet and ministries... Everyone, don’t quarrel, scold, or get excited. Let’s have a good talk Say, everyone, they are all people who have read sage books..."

Snapped…

  I don't know who kicked Wang Jinyuan.

   When the guards saw it, they hurriedly dragged the ragged Wang Jinyuan out of the crowd.

  Wang Jinyuan was out of breath, covered in bruises all over his body, and his voice was hoarse. But outside, the excited crowd still refused to leave, all kinds of scolding continued.

   It was Yang Biao who followed Wang Jinyuan.

Yang Biao was ordered to protect Wang Jinyuan. He rolled up his sleeves and couldn't help cursing: "Boss Wang, this is not going to happen. These guys are making too much trouble. Your benefactor has long said, don't be polite when dealing with them, just hit them if you need to." Sell ​​them a little house and spoil them, let's do business, don't raise the temper of these dogs."

Panting, Yang Biao took a sip of herbal tea and rubbed his waist: "Don't get excited, I don't know who spread the word about it, that's all, that's all, don't do anything, peace is the most important thing, peace is the most important thing." expensive."

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