Wanqingsi

Chapter 102
So far, the most satisfying thing for me is when I returned the money to Boss Lin, seeing his surprised and disbelieving expression.After accompanying An Yuanxi to the hospital to bandage the wound, we went to the inn where Boss Lin was temporarily staying to return the money to him.Boss Lin obviously didn't expect that I could really raise money within ten days, four days in advance, looking at the banknotes I put on the coffee table, it took a long time before he came back to his senses and said, "Boss Ye is really Those who have the means can raise money in just a few days."

I smiled lightly: "Boss Lin, can you return the bill to the little girl?"

"That's that, since Boss Ye has paid off the debt, he will naturally return the debt to you." He ordered someone to take the debt slip for me, and I checked it out and received it in my arms.

Boss Lin smiled and said: "Boss Ye is an honest person. Since he has the ability to raise money, I wonder if he intends to redeem the embroidery village and the hot pot restaurant?"

"Can I redeem it?" I raised my eyebrows, why is Boss Lin so talkative all of a sudden.

"Of course it can be redeemed. I'm not very good at running embroidery villages and hot pot restaurants, and I'm not prepared to spend too much time on it." Boss Lin smiled, "If the girl is willing to redeem it, I'm willing to sell this favor. Make an apology to Boss Lin for his rudeness before."

laugh!It's nice to say, selling favors?I'm afraid you don't know how to manage it after taking it. The base ingredients of the hot pot restaurant are boiled by Xiaohong at home every day and sent to the store. Even if you can eat some ingredients, the imitation is not the same taste. How many days can you cook without the hot pot base?And if the embroidery shop does not have my designs, it can only be a mediocre shop that is no different from other embroidery shops. What can I use to compete with "Yunshangfang"?

I smiled lightly, I still have 500 taels of silver on hand, this amount of money can only redeem my four hot pot restaurants at most, but I can't redeem it right now, An Yuanxi is standing behind me, he I don't know that there is still the 500 taels of money for selling songs, and I am not going to let him know the source of the money. I am afraid that this matter cannot be discussed in front of An Yuanxi.After thinking for a while, I raised my head and said, "Boss Lin, the little girl doesn't have so much money to redeem right now. If Boss Lin really wants to let the little girl redeem the shop, how about giving the little girl some time to figure out a way?"

"That's natural..." Boss Lin laughed and said, "Boss Ye is an honest person. Lin is most willing to do business with people like you. Boss Ye intends to redeem Xiuzhuang and the four hotpot restaurants, so he will pay 2000 taels. For the price, ten days, how about it?"

"Deal." He didn't quote randomly. Before the shop plus my private money, the debt of 4000 taels was paid off. Now he let me redeem the shop for 2000 taels, which is almost worth the price. I quickly agreed. .

After leaving the inn, An Yuanxi asked me: "Are you sure you can raise money within ten days?"

"Yeah." I can still go to Fengyuelou to sell songs, but I can't let the nerds know.

"How do you raise it? Do you still want to ask Fu Dakang?" An Yuanxi's tone was strange.

I raised my eyes and looked at him: "I don't think I still have such luck, don't worry, I'll think of a way, if I can't raise it within ten days, at most I won't redeem it, and I will do something else in the future. "

After hearing what I said, he didn't say anything more. It seemed that he really couldn't tell him about the 500 taels.I looked into his tired eyes, and said softly: "Did you stay up all night yesterday? Go back to sleep first, don't make troubles about this matter, and don't copy books and set up stalls, you need to take good care of your hand injuries." Come on, don't be careless, what's wrong with you..."

He looked at me fixedly, with a faint smile on his lips: "You are so wordy today."

I was startled, and seeing his half-smile, said angrily, "Who wants to bother you."

His smile deepened, two small dimples formed at the corners of his lips, and I blushed: "Go home!"

He helped me into the donkey cart and drove out of the city slowly.Maybe it's the relationship of not being in debt anymore, sitting side by side with An Yuanxi, looking at the scenery along the way, the mood has always been very relaxed.The countryside in spring is a green ocean, farmland, cooking smoke, streams, distant mountains, and lush trees, forming a peaceful field scenery.The pond near home is sparkling, the emerald green leaves by the pond, the reflection on the water surface and the soft water plants all have an undisturbed quiet beauty. The moss on the stone is moist and is absorbing fresh air and Sunlight.Suddenly, I feel that God is actually taking good care of me, and the days go on so plainly, and I am very restful and happy.

In such a happy and peaceful way, the annual Poetry Contest in Cangdu was ushered in.

Fu Dakang sent someone to pick me up early in the morning, and I dressed up as Fu Dakang's book boy, and followed him to the poetry competition.I thought that this poetry competition was also set up in an open place in the city, but I didn't expect Fu Dakang's car to park in front of a mansion.Looking up at the door plaque, it was inscribed with the words "Lifang Bieyuan", and asked curiously, "Master, is the poetry contest held here?"

Fu Dakang saw me here and started calling him young master, he was very satisfied with my journey, and said with a smile: "This Lifang courtyard is the residence of Marquis Yongle, and the annual poetry contest is held here."

I nodded, presumably this Yonglehou is also one of the organizers of this poetry competition, so he is willing to lend his private property to hold this event.At this time, the gate of "Lifang Bieyuan" was opened, and there were four servants standing on the left and right, and people who looked like managers were welcoming the guests. The door was covered with a bright red carpet, which seemed particularly grand.Fu Dakang handed over the post and took me in. As soon as I entered the gate, there was a green brick screen wall, carved with exquisite brick carvings such as Songhe Tongchun, Lotus Peony, Suihan Sanyou, Fu Lu Shou Xi and other patterns.Turning around the screen wall, there is a small courtyard with a round arch in front, and there are rockery flower gardens on both sides of the door. Stepping into the round arch, you will see a big garden, and there is a rockery with ingenious shapes in front of you. The layout of the Humble Administrator’s Garden in Suzhou that I have visited seems to be larger than the Humble Administrator’s Garden, because Fu Dakang and I have been walking for a long time, but we are still in the garden without any houses, and a flower in the garden Every plant, every stone and every tree seems to have been carefully arranged and arranged. I looked around and saw that there is such a large-scale courtyard. It seems that this Yonglehou is really very rich and powerful.

"Hey, isn't this the rich young master of our 'Fulu'?" A shrill man's voice suddenly sounded in front of me. I turned my head and saw a few young men in brocade clothes standing, and the one in front was quite handsome. , but the eyes are too gloomy, which makes people feel very uncomfortable for no reason. At this moment, he is looking at Fu Dakang with a sneer.

Fu Dakang obviously knew the man in front of him, but he also had a grim look on his face. He hummed and said, "I don't know who it is, so it's Mr. Nian."

That year the young master smiled and said: "Why? Young master Fu is also interested in coming to the poetry competition today to join in the fun?"

"Why, you are young and young, but I, Fu Dakang, can't?" Some festivals.

"Young Master Fu certainly deserves to come, but..." Nian Shaorong sneered, "If he writes a poem about 'pigs and dogs' again, he will be humiliating himself when he comes."

"Nian Shaorong, you think you are capable. Last year, you came out on top, but you stole the topic early in the morning and asked someone to prepare the poem. Speaking of it, you are not glorious, and you are worse than me." Fu Dakang Angered by Nian Shaorong's mocking tone, "Nian Shaorong, you are not so lucky this year, let's wait and see if you don't believe me!"

"Fatty Fu, what are you talking about!" Nian Shaorong was furious, and stretched out his hand to push Fu Dakang, but he couldn't push Fu Dakang, who was full of fat. Pushing Nian Shaorong to the ground, Nian Shaorong's attendants hurriedly helped him up, Fu Dakang sneered and said, "You can't control yourself!" He turned to me and said, "Let's go!"

"Fatty Fu, don't go away..." Nian Shaorong was furious, Fu Dakang ignored him and walked straight forward. I turned my head and saw Nian Shaorong being held back by his followers: "Forget it, Brother Nian, Why bother with common sense like his ordinary people, just need to win him in the arena to vent your anger!"

After hearing that, Shaorong thought that fighting would not take advantage of Fu Dakang, so he hummed and let it go resentfully.But my eyes stared at Fu Dakang's back with resentment, I shuddered, and said in a low voice: "Master, who is Shaorong this year? Why are you so hard on you?"

"What is he, but he's just a freelancer in the Yongle Hou family." Fu Dakang was very angry at Young Shaorong, and he didn't show any virtue, "He is the nephew of the eldest lady of the Hou family. His father died when he was young. You and his mother just cling to the Hou's mansion for nothing, and you really think of yourself as the young master Sun of the Hou's mansion, oh!"

It sounds so complicated, like a rich family's grievances, I smiled and said: "Then why did the young master become enmity with him?"

"Hmph, he's jealous of my family's wealth. He always said that our rich family is an upstart. It's fine if we don't have money, but we don't care about other people's money." Fu Dakang said angrily.I nodded my head, and roughly figured out that this year, Shaorong is a wealthy young master who depends on others. His status is probably similar to that of Sister Lin, and he probably has a bit of talent. Even if the family is rich, they don't like this young master of the Hou Mansion who is dishonest and lives for nothing. No one will probably feel better when he is investigated.

Alas, I dare to feel that there are some people who don't like each other among these wealthy sons, so I continued to inquire: "Master, then who is this Yonglehou?"

"What?" Fu Dakang turned his head and stared at me with a surprised expression as if I were a Martian, "You don't even know Yonglehou? Are you from Tianzhao Country?"

It seems that I asked a question that shouldn't be asked, I said with a resentful smile: "My hometown is remote and backward, how can I know about the Lord Marquis..."

"Hey, that's all, don't ask the second person this question, others will definitely laugh at you for your ignorance." Fu Dakang didn't think too much about it, he just thought I was really ignorant, "I tell you, Marquis Yongle He is the richest person in the world, not only in our Tianzhao country, but also in other countries, no one can find anyone richer than Marquis Yongle, no one knows how much money he has, in this world..." He looked left and right I looked around and saw no one around, so I lowered my voice and whispered in my ear: "Although this world belongs to the emperor, everyone says that the money in this world belongs to Marquis Yongle."

Is it too exaggerated to be so rich?Can the emperor tolerate him?I recalled that Shen Wansan, a wealthy man in the Ming Dynasty, was as rich as an enemy, but Zhu Yuanzhang ransacked his home and exiled him. A man so rich that even the emperor envied him, he could tolerate such a person who could shake his throne at any time in his world. Do people exist?Just like when Mr. Yu secretly contributed to the Wujimen case, I naively thought it was because of my relationship that I realized it after going through so many things?How can a superior person be so superficial?what am iSmall as a chestnut in the ocean.Chu Shang's wealth and the hidden dangers of the Wuji Gate are the root causes of his murderous intentions.

"Master, don't talk nonsense, if someone overhears you, you will be killed." I also lowered my voice, "This world belongs to the emperor, and of course the money belongs to the emperor."

"Hey, you don't know, Marquis Yongle is not only rich." The spirit of Fu Dakang's gossip came, and he continued to literacy for me in a low voice, "The ancestors of Marquis Yongle fought with the founding emperor of our dynasty. It is said that he was the brother who worshiped the great grandfather of the founding of the country. He contributed both money and effort. After conquering the country, the great grandfather personally conferred the title of Marquis of Yongle, which was inherited from generation to generation. After several dynasties, the family of the Marquis of Yongle has a wrong foundation and great power. Lord Marquis If you move your hands and feet, the world will be shaken. I heard that as long as Yong Lehou supports any prince to be the emperor, that prince will definitely be the emperor. Our current sage, whose birth mother came from a humble background, was beaten into the palace for some reason. The palace is in limbo, and the Holy Majesty has never been favored by the late Emperor. At first, everyone thought that the Holy Majesty's most beloved Ninth Prince would sit in this world. Unexpectedly, our current Majesty got the support of Lord Hou for some reason, so he insisted on helping him Ascended to the throne. Although in recent years, Marquis Yongle prefers Cangdu and gradually ignores things, but it is an unwritten custom for officials of the capital to pay a visit to Marquis Yongle when they come to Cangdu."

I nodded. It turns out that Yonglehou is the protector and supporter of the current emperor. I wonder if every emperor in Tianzhao Kingdom was pushed to the throne by Yonglehou's clan?It's no wonder that they have been able to become wealthy for so many years without losing a single hair. However, the mediocre emperor would probably be a puppet as they wished. If someone like Mr. Yu would be willing to be under the control of the Yonglehou clan all the time?I'm afraid that one day, Shen Wansan's end will be Yong Lehou's end?
Hehe, but what does this have to do with me?These political struggles are too far away from me, an ordinary little woman.Maybe I won't be able to see the ebb and flow of these tides at the end of my life. Today's stories are just as if I heard a legend, and I have more conversations after dinner.

——2006, September, 12
(End of this chapter)