Traveling through: The down-and-out beauty refuses to be cannon fodder

Sun Lian looked at his father and Sun Zan suspiciously, and soon understood what they were thinking.

It seems that the father and elder brother doubt the profitability of the pharmaceutical workshop, and they don't believe that it can really make money and share dividends.

However, Sun Lian didn't intend to explain too much. Facts speak louder than words. By this time next year, when the dividends come out, everyone will naturally believe it.

Sun Jizong changed the question: "You alone account for [-]% of the shares. What about the British government?"

"The British government also holds [-]% of the shares. There are also eunuch Liu Ma'er and the Yuma Supervisor, each of which also holds [-]% of the shares."

Sun Jizong raised his eyebrows in surprise: "That is to say, the Fang family only holds [-]% of the shares?"

Sun Lian nodded: "Yes, and [-]% of the dividends are distributed to the top and bottom managers, imperial hospitals or doctors who contribute to the people."

Sun Jizong's eyes flashed: "The little girl has been busy for a long time, and she only earns [-]% of the silver, is she willing?"

Sun Lian had a slight smile on his face: "Although she started this pharmaceutical workshop, in fact, the safety of the factory and the procurement of raw materials are fully responsible for the safety of the factory and the procurement of raw materials. The father and son are mainly responsible for the sales and delivery of goods. The girl from the Fang family only communicates with the doctors, and she rarely even comes to the pharmaceutical workshop. One tenth of the silver is enough for her."

Sun Jizong was silent again.Whether the business handled by their Sun family is legal or not, half of the profits must go to the Sun family, and the rest will be shared by the remaining people.This is their confidence and arrogance as the most powerful people in the capital.

Now this girl from the Fang family started a new business, but she gave up all the profits.

Not for money, but for people's attachment.

This is even more hateful!
Sun Jizong asked Sun Lian to step down first, and said to Sun Zan himself: "Let Li Yongchang pass a message so that Concubine Bai Xian knows that the girl of the Fang family has given birth to a prince. Which one will inherit the favored prince or the unfavored prince?" Is it possible to succeed Emperor Zuo? Let her weigh it herself!"

Sun Zan should have stepped back with a smile on his face.

Ever since he was explicitly promoted by the emperor, but was dismissed from his official position by the courtiers, Sun Zan was extremely angry in his heart. He wanted to kill people, he wanted to destroy everything!
Fortunately, the old father is firmly on the same line with himself.He only needs to say half of his own words, and his father will support him, and he will say the other half by himself.

With his father's support, Sun Zan felt that he was still the future head of the Huichang Marquis Mansion who had always said nothing.

……

Time flies, and it is winter again in a blink of an eye.

Yuan Zhi has been staying in the Kongmeng Pavilion with the children, never even going out.

That day she was sitting by the bed singing a song to coax the little guy to take a nap.

The soft Jiangnan ditty makes people's bones a little bit crisp: "Oh, my little lover, Nong Mochou, I want to hold up the red sleeves for you in this life. My heart is carefree. My little lady, Nong Mochou, wait until Spring comes and the building is full of snow, it will live up to the sky and the earth will live up to it, and we will all be white..."

Zhu Jianshen stood at the door of the inner room and did not dare to come in.

It wasn't until the little guy's pleasant babbling gradually slowed down and he fell asleep that he walked in gently, and embraced Yuan Zhi who was sitting sleepily by the bed, without saying a word.

Yuan Zhi held the hand on her shoulder, turned her head and smiled at him guiltily.

She has been tightly wrapped by the little guy recently, and she has cared about him a lot less.

Zhu Jianshen took advantage of the situation and sat on the edge of the bed, holding her tightly in his arms.

Yuan Zhi was a little surprised, it seemed that he was not in a good mood.

She lowered her voice and asked: "What's the matter? Is Concubine Xian acting like a demon again?"

In the past few months, Concubine Xian has been making frequent moves. If Yuan Zhi didn't do the baby's personal things herself, and she is proficient in medical science and toxicology, it's really hard to say what would happen.

"No."

Zhu Jianshen looked at her, not knowing how to speak.

"I'm sorry, Yuan Zhi. I'm the one who has troubled your uncle."

Yuan Zhi's heart suddenly lifted.

"What happened to my uncle?"

"The news came today that he died of a sudden illness."

Fang Yuanzhi remained motionless.

Tears flowed down my face.

She and her uncle only got along briefly in Guizhou for a while.

But that uncle, who had never met before, was persistently looking for his whereabouts in Guizhou.

His care and love for himself has never been fake.

On the contrary, it was the eldest uncle who had worked hard for the emperor for several years, but he himself had been persuading the emperor to keep a low profile and not to give rewards openly.

Doesn't she know that her eldest uncle has always wanted to return to the title?
It's not that the emperor didn't want to.

I just don't think now is the time.

Zhu Jianshen wiped away the tears on her face with the handkerchief beside the pillow, and said in a low voice, "I owe the Fang family a lot."

Yuan Zhi turned around and hugged his waist, leaning quietly in his arms.

That's right, the Fang family had long turned to the emperor, but on the surface, they didn't get any benefit from the emperor at all.

However, with his words, I still feel warm in my heart.

"Your Majesty, my great uncle's heart and soul is to restore the title. When the time comes, the Emperor will also ask the Fang family to restore their titles, and he will also live up to my great-grandfather and grandfather's hard work in the battlefield for many years."

There were only three heavy and firm words in reply to her: "Don't worry."

None of them knew that such a day would take more than ten years to come true.

……

In November, it was the day of the military parade on the school grounds.

Zhu Jianshen did not show up in person this time, but hid in the Wenhua Palace to listen to the news.

The servants ran in panting to report: "There was a riot in the school grounds. The Marquis of Huichang was in danger. He narrowly escaped his life. His official hat was shot off!"

There was a cold sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Got it."

He gently put down the paintbrush in his hand, and said to Tan Ji who was standing beside him with the corners of his eyes slightly raised: "Send this painting of pine eagles to Kongmeng Pavilion."

Qin Ji said yes with a smile on his face.

After finishing the government affairs and returning to the Kongmeng Pavilion, he asked Yuanzhi to loosen his clothes while asking with a smile, "Did you receive the painting? How do you feel?"

On the bed beside him, the five-month-old little guy turned over, raised his wobbly little head, was looking at them with dark eyes, saliva dripped from his mouth, and kept saying "uh... "Uh" sound, the voice of the baby is so childish and endearing.

Yuan Zhi gave him a white look with a smile, and casually put the clothes on the shelf beside her: "I didn't know that you were a person who would take revenge. However, this anger is enough. I'm afraid the backlash will not be small. "

Zhu Jianshen washed his hands and dried them before going to pick up his son on the bed, first took a handkerchief to wipe off his saliva, and then kissed his son's plump and tender face.

With a smile on his eyebrows, he asked softly, "I haven't seen you for a day, do you miss your father?"

Yuan Zhi sighed silently, and only in front of the little guy, in front of herself, did he show some of his true temperament.

Even though he was the emperor, he was suppressed enough.

Zhu Jianshen then turned to her and said, "I'm just giving him a warning. He's quite old, and I have the patience to boil him to death. It's just that I have to teach him a few lessons. My man, he can't move. Otherwise, I'm not afraid to be tough!"

Yuan Zhi finally understood the meaning of his gift of Pine Eagle Picture. (end of this chapter)