The rise of the prince

Chapter 64 Car Competition
Li Ye is used to walking. There are several horses in the palace, and there are naturally carriages, but he hopes to understand the world, so he walks most of the time.Originally, Tingyulou and Wangfu were across the river, but the so-called Wangshan ran a dead horse, and it was still a long way to walk there.

The sky was clear in the afternoon, but the surrounding temperature was very low, because the snow had begun to melt slowly.

Along the way, Ji Chunsheng hangs a knife on his waist, half a step behind, even if there is trouble in the streets and alleys, his face is on guard, the people around are so frightened that they can't help but move out of the way, passers-by point and whisper, although they can't hear what they are saying, but Li Ye probably understood that he was talking about Li Xingzhou's domineering behavior again.

If Li Ye didn't understand why Ji Chunsheng was so nervous before, but after the incident of the Qian family's slaves today, he understood that in such a society where productivity is backward and human rights are not guaranteed, the price of life is extremely small. The probability of blood spattering five steps in one rage will be greatly increased, not to mention that he is Li Xingzhou, whom everyone hates.

In later generations, in the era of abundant material conditions, few people are willing to give up a good life and a promising tomorrow to risk their lives, but this era of material scarcity is different. Many people cannot even guarantee their survival, and the value of human life is naturally greatly reduced. Since It's not so scary to die like this.

It was only today that Li Ye suddenly realized the biggest difference, and he had to re-evaluate his safety situation.

The law of the Jing Dynasty forbids private storage of weapons, but the so-called weapons refer to standard military weapons, and people are usually encouraged to practice martial arts and archery, so it is not a big deal to have private weapons, but like Ji Chunsheng who dares to swagger and walk with them Those in the downtown area must have some background.

It wasn't until Tingyulou Ji Chunsheng put down his guard, glanced around, and said mysteriously: "My lord, I feel that someone is following us."

Li Ye was thinking about something just now, and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation at all along the way: "Is it true?"

Ji Chunsheng frowned: "I'm not sure, I just have a feeling that there were two men who were very close to the street just now, and they might be the sons of other rich families, so they are not afraid of us."

Li Ye nodded and entered the Tingyu Tower without hesitation. At this time, there were many guests in the building, but compared with the heyday, there were fewer people. Most of them were literati. He tried to avoid people and came to the back hall. Yan Kun immediately Come up with a smile.

Now Tingyu Tower has changed from the coldness of the past, and it has become a bustling city and famous in the capital.And just as the prince expected, no one dared to come to listen to the troubles in Yulou after frightening those young men and talented people on the second floor that day. Now the restaurant staff are all elated and elated when they talk about what happened that day.

He also obeyed the order of his son, contacted the surrounding coachmen and bearers, collected intermediate fees, recommended them to the guests, and gained a considerable harvest every month.

This is simply a good thing to please both ends!

The guests repeatedly praised Tingyulou for its thoughtful service, not to mention hailing a car and sedan before leaving, and it was cheaper than other places.

But how do customers know that the reason why the sedan chairs are cheap is because many drivers and bearers gather in one place, as long as there are too many, the price will naturally drop, and it has nothing to do with them, but the customers will not thank the lowly drivers Bearers, they will only thank themselves as the shopkeeper.

And the other driver and bearers are also very happy, because they don't have to run around looking for customers, and sometimes they may not be able to get work all day long. Although it is cheaper now, An An An Wen has work every day, and money!
Many people even quietly gave him things, hoping that he would find more jobs in the future.If there was such a benefit before, he would have accepted it by himself long ago, but now he dare not, the prince is very clever, just like Zhuge is alive, it would not be good for his little care to be seen through by the prince.

Facing Yan Kun who greeted Yan Kun with a smiling face, Li Ye laughed. He doesn't dislike smooth people. In fact, this kind of people are more able to do things: "I see so many cars and sedans parked outside, there must be someone Let's start giving you gifts."

Unexpectedly, this is what Shizi said. Yan Kun burst into cold sweat all of a sudden. The feeling of being seen through instantly made the hairs of his whole body stand up, his heart beat faster, his flesh and blood trembled, and the smile disappeared on his face. Hastily shook his head and said: "My son is aware, the old slave confiscated every penny!"

Li Ye didn't mean to blame him, but just asked, because when it comes to competition, some people will always want to take advantage of favors, which is also human nature.

Pulling Yan Kun up from the ground, Li Ye said dissatisfiedly: "Don't kneel all the time, I didn't blame you, I just guessed that after so many days, someone should have thought of competing to surpass others in terms of favor. It's time, and I will believe you if you say it will be confiscated."

Yan Kun nodded again and again, and the panic in his eyes gradually turned into disbelief and reverence: "Your Majesty is really a god, and several families around me have indeed sent me money, and wanted to make the old slave call their chariots and horses more, but the old man The slaves refused one by one."

Li Ye nodded. He still wants to get these things. After all, life is not a fairy tale or a novel. Those who dream of fair competition will be played to death in the end: "It's not a big deal, don't be nervous, you have done a good job. Others Local places can accept it, but this is not enough. Competition can lower the price, and the final benefit will be counted on our Tingyulou. We can’t ruin our bright future because of a small profit, so don’t accept things and don’t intervene. Let them fight to understand. "

Yan Kun nodded quickly to express his memory.

Only then did Li Ye reassure himself, "Go and get a pen and paper. I'll write something for you. If you have any in the kitchen, don't use them. If you don't have them, ask someone to buy some."

After a while, Li Ye wrote a long list on the table and cabinet in the back hall: brown sugar, pepper, ginger, tea, bay leaves, cinnamon, dried chili, star anise, astragalus, fennel, tangerine peel.
Yan Kun looked at it for a long time and was a little puzzled: "Is this a prescription, my son?"

"You seem to be bought by someone. I'll wait on the third floor. Bring me a brazier and call me." Li Ye didn't explain, and went straight up to the third floor after ordering. Ji Chunsheng and Yan Cook also stayed behind There is a fire in the back hall.

On the second floor, Li Ye realized that something was wrong, because there was a table of four people sitting in the corner of the second floor, discussing poetry with the surroundings, thinking how the literati who went to the third floor were out of place, because they were wearing the costumes of Kaiyuan government officials.

Li Ye made a rough guess in his heart, and sure enough, he just went up to the third floor when he saw He Qian who was staring at "A Stormy Day on November [-]th". Pressing a stack of paper full of words.

Seeing Li Ye going upstairs, she jumped up in surprise: "You are here, big bastard!" Then she seemed to feel that her reaction was wrong, she sat down immediately, pretended to look at the scenery around her, and said, "I just said that this word is clearly the same as that in your room." It's exactly the same, but Sister Gillian and Grandpa Wang don't believe me, and they say I'm mistaken."

Uh. Li Ye was taken aback. He didn't expect the little girl to have such a good memory, and she almost revealed her secrets: "So what, I can't write this poem, but I think, so I can be regarded as a well-known talent in Kyoto." Li Ye said and sat down across the table from her.

"It's up to you to be less stinky and beautiful?" He Qian said disdainfully, "Also, you are so rude, who asked you to sit at my table."

Li Ye spread his hands: "This is the end, since you don't recognize the poems I wrote, why do you still say that they are exactly the same as the ones in my room?"

The little girl was immediately stopped by the question, and she was stunned for a long time before she said, "That's right, did I really get it wrong?"

Li Ye heaved a sigh of relief, and for a while got away with it. He deliberately connected the two things. Compared with admitting that she was wrong, it was more difficult for her to accept that the poem was written by Li Xingzhou, so the little girl chose to believe the former.

"Speaking of which, you didn't come to find fault today, did you?" Li Ye changed the subject.

(End of this chapter)