Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 313 Prince Commoner Cha Fengyang

The rising sun pierced through the clouds, and the light shone across the mountains and rivers. Zhu Biao drove out of Miyagi with Zhu Di, Mu Ying, Yang Xian and Jin Yi in disguise.

On the way, Shen Qiancheng sent two packages and put them in Zhu Biao's carriage: "Your Highness, everything you want is inside."

The carriage stayed for a short time, then drove out of Nanjing City, heading towards Fengyang.

Yang Xian, who was sitting in the carriage behind, saw the carriage going towards Fengyang at the gate of the boundary monument, and began to feel puzzled.

The carriage went farther and farther, and the road to the north was completely opposite. Yang Xian immediately asked the driver to stop the carriage and rushed to Zhu Biao's carriage: "His Royal Highness, this is not the road to the north. It is the road to Fengyang."

"It's right if it's not." Zhu Biao threw out a burden from inside: "You and Mu Ying."

Yang Xian looked at Zhu Biao, took the bundle suspiciously and opened it, and said in a daze, "These clothes are the clothes of the common people."

Zhu Di beside him shook his head and said, "Now, we are ordinary people."

It was August, the grass was not yet yellow, and the carriage was running fast on the hardened straight road, heading straight to Fengyang.

The fertile fields on the side of the road are about to be harvested. In the early morning of summer, the hot wind paves the road, and merchants traveling from south to north walk on the right side of the wide straight road.in Apple pie order.

"I'll try it on!"

Zhu Di became excited, and took out the clothes that fit him from his luggage, moved them to the corner of the carriage, and changed his clothes in two strokes: "Brother, mine fits really well. Try yours."

After taking the clothes, Zhu Biao also changed into them: "This is specially prepared by Shen Qiancheng, and we fit well."

The straight roads in Nanzhili have been completed one after another.

Only a small number of them were delayed because of the lack of supply of soil and cement. After all, the soil cement workshops in Nanjing could not keep up with the demand.

Zhu Biao poked his head out, and the horseshoe made a rattling sound on the road.Looking at the gray-black hardened roads and the well-built drainage ditches on both sides, he nodded in satisfaction.

Although it is not the high-quality cement of later generations, soil cement is enough for Daming.

If you want to get rich, build roads first.If you want to convey the news quickly, you have to build straight roads. Even if you deploy troops, you can go straight roads quickly. If you want Ming to develop vigorously, you must build straight roads.

Only after the country is peaceful and the people are safe can we carry out great voyages and industries. If the order is messed up, the people will only rise up.

In the past few years, farming in various places has recovered rapidly. Although the grain cannot be piled up into mountains, it is still enough for the people to eat and drink, and the family has surplus grain.

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The carriage entered Fengyang silently, and led the inspection with a specially made road.Then Jin Yiwei in disguise immediately helped Zhu Biao, Zhu Di and Mu Ying change their appearance.

Zhu Biao was stupefied watching Jin Yiwei's effort to change his appearance. No one could tell when he touched the fake beard and eyebrows stuck on his face.

Zhu Biao got out of the carriage and stood on the main street with Zhu Di following behind. They pretended to be businessmen and mixed in with the common people.

Waving his hands, Zhu Biao signaled to Mu Ying, Yang Xian and himself to inquire separately: "You two go elsewhere to ask about business, go."

Zhu Biao and Zhu Di sat in a tavern at a crossroads, ordered a table of food, and pretended to be businessmen on their way to inquire about things.

"You two, what do you want?" The waiter poured two cups of tea and served the food: "Please use, sir."

Zhu Biao took out the banknotes from his sleeve and slapped them on the table: "There are too many banknotes, don't look for them, let's inquire about something."

Seeing the treasure note, the shopkeeper in the distance ran over immediately, his eyes lit up immediately, picked up the treasure note, folded it in his hand, and then said with a smile: "What do you want to ask?"

"We are in business, so naturally we are asking about business." Zhu Di said.

"Yo, what kind of business do you two do?"

"We specialize in large-scale business, silk, grain, firewood, charcoal, cotton clothes... We also need to recruit a lot of labor."

The shopkeeper pulled his beard and said to himself: "Guest officer, you are asking the right person, I know about this matter."

"Boss, don't lie to us, our business in Nanjing is a hundred times that of yours." Zhu Biao shook his sleeve, and a silver ingot fell out of it.

"Master, the silver has been lost again." Zhu Di pretended to be shocked, picked up the silver and handed it to Zhu Biao: "Master, put it away quickly."

The shopkeeper looked at the clothes and accessories, and found that they were indeed the accessories and attire of the upper-class businessmen in Nanjing. He said, "Master, you are a noble person in Nanjing. When you arrive in Fengyang, you have to do business first."

"Hey, we're in business, we earn hard and clean money, and we still have to get some money, who do we get it for?" Zhu Di stood up, put one leg on the stool, and said to the shopkeeper, "What if we don't get some money?"

"Don't do it?" The shopkeeper shook his head: "You can't do this business. Look at these places, Fengyang has the lowest tax, and how many people want to come in with their heads sharpened. No, you have to do some government affairs first."

Zhu Biao said: "Who are you going to deal with?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, smiled without saying a word, and went behind the counter to set the abacus.

"The shopkeeper." Zhu Biao went to the counter and put down the broken silver: "This is a newcomer, so please ask the shopkeeper to give me some instructions. The shop under my hand can't wait."

"Brother, it seems that you are also a person with children and a family. I will show you a way. After the matter is done, don't forget my benefits." The shopkeeper poked his head over and picked up the broken silver: "In Feng Yang, if you do business, you have to negotiate with the government first, and after you have negotiated, other business can be done easily."

"Understood." Zhu Biao walked to Zhu Di and sat down, drinking and eating.The two exchanged glances.

Here Yang Xian and Mu Ying walked along the common people's houses, pretending to be passers-by, begging for water.

"Master, we are on our way. It's hot and thirsty, so we ask for a glass of water." Mu Ying stood at the gate with a simple and honest smile.

"Hey, come in, there is plenty of water." The old farmer arched his back, led his little grandson, and walked to the gate of the fence: "Come in, come in."

Yang Xian quickly looked at the surrounding furnishings and houses, and said with a smile: "My fellow, your family has a good harvest this year. It seems that you have a lot of food."

"There is enough food, next year will be enough for a whole year, but this year's flood, I'm afraid..." The old man shook his head, and handed two chipped enamel bowls to Yang Xian and Mu Ying.

"How did I hear that there is a disaster relief facility in Fengyang Mansion, which contains food, clothing and quilts. It is enough for two years of famine for you." Yang Xian said.

"Yeah, that's the reason. The emperor is kind to the people, and taxes are exempted, but we didn't get a grain of food. They were all sold by the government, even the laborers." The old man finished. He glanced at Mu Ying and Yang Xian vigilantly, and sighed: "Forget it, don't mention it, don't mention it. If you talk too much, it will come out of your mouth."

"Sale labor? Disaster relief food?" Mu Ying got up: "Li Shan, the prefect of Fengyang, is a well-known upright official. Do you have a misunderstanding when you say that?"

"Misunderstanding? The old man has lived to such an advanced age. If he wants to speak half a lie and make me die, then the prefect is only for the emperor to see. If he dares to sell straight laborers, is he considered an upright official?"

To repair the straight way, in addition to the people in every place, there are also laborers hired by Zhu Biao from all over the court.

"Of course it doesn't count, it can only be said to be a wolf in sheep's clothing!" Mu Ying said.

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