Xi Zheng ignored her claim and asked directly:
【 I heard that Wuxian also started to build roads? 】
Zhu Yuan raised eyebrows:
【 Yo, well informed- 】
She rolled her eyes and wrote,
【 However, even in such a remote place as Wu County, you can still toss up after receiving the news. It can be seen that your Qin family is really capable, no wonder you can take the right to operate cement. 】
Your Qin family.. Haha, let's see how this guy picks up.
The ink words all appear word by word and then disappear. Naturally, Xi Zheng didn't miss that word.
Who is Xi Zheng? When he was dealing with the old foxes, Zhu Yuan did not even have a shadow.
He lightly:
【 What to do with me, after the prescription was developed, it was handed over to the court 】
Zhu Yuan choked his wrist. After thinking about it, she continued to ask:
【 The Qin family takes the management rights and pays dividends to you? Shouldn't it be given to the court? 】
Xi Zheng hooked her lips:
【 I have no intersection with the Qin family, the bonus is given by the household. 】
After a pause, he also added something pretentiously,
【 Just take five years 】
a bolt from the blue! ! Zhu Yuan was shocked:
【 Just five years? ! ! Then I won't be able to allocate money anymore? 】
It is impossible for her to have a job in her life, and it is uncertain whether she has an independent career or not. She still points to these dividends to live her life!
Xi Zheng raised his eyebrows:
【 Are you short of money? 】
He remembered that Yato made a lot of money, and he opened two shops.
Zhu Yuan frustrated:
【 There is no shortage for the time being.. But, for money, who is too short? 】
【 Five-year bonus, it’s quite a lot after calculation 】
It's a lot. She only learned the cement recipe on the shoulders of giants. She made so much after changing hands and didn't participate in research and development at all. She should actually be content to be able to divide five points.
Ugh..
The opposite Xi Zheng thought of something and continued:
【 Also divided into bookstore 】
【 Did you drive? 】
Xi Zheng paused. If you put it straight, if Zhu Yuan returns to Capital City one day, his identity will be fully exposed. Moreover, even if Zhu Xiuqi has been taking office outside, after a few years, his bookstore has successfully operated, but he can’t help it..
Thinking of this, he didn't answer, but instead asked:
【 If you knew my identity, would you still dare to be big or small? 】
【 Cut If I dare not, I won't talk to you at all. It's not big yet.. Unless you are the emperor, why should I be afraid of you? 】
Xi Zheng: ..
After Zhu Yuan finished the cruel words, he looked at the other side and did not speak for a long time.
【 Big-Brother, you wouldn't really be... 】
Xi Zheng interrupted her repeatedly:
【 Not 】
This Yato,
Zhu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief:
【 Also, how could you possibly be. If you were, this country would be gone.. 】
Xi Zheng was choked and almost vomited blood:
【 Why see? 】
The iron painting silver hook, even the question mark is vigorous.
Zhu Yuan is out of anger:
【 I have never seen you endorse memorials. If you were the emperor, I would be the brightest star on the day. 】
Xi Zheng: ..
Hearing Yato's bullshit again, he is afraid that he will lose his life.
Wait, he didn't come to chat with someone. Xi Zheng helped his forehead. Why is he always being taken by the Zhu's Yato?
【 According to what you said, your father is quite talented in government affairs, and he is safe in doing things, and he can be regarded as a man who loves his people like a child—— 】
【 Stop, stop, what does "be it"? 】
Zhu Yuan refused,
【 My father is a good official who loves the people like a child! ! 】
Xi Zheng was dumb.
Zhu Yuan began to complain:
【 You don’t know when we first came to Wuxian, what was bad here, poor and messy, every day it was either fights or female killings and looting, my dad was almost a fairy in those few months... 】
Xi Zheng couldn't help:
【 What does it mean to be thin and thin 】
【 Skinny clothes are empty, don’t they look ecstatic? 】
Xi Zheng: ..
【 Don’t interrupt, listen to me 】
Xi Zheng: Wait a minute, his question
【 I heard from the merchants in the city that the tax and silver are almost going up to the sky. former county magistrate came here just to scrape a layer of tax and silver to earn credit for himself and then get promoted? Maybe how much money is still greedy. Let me say that the previous county magistrates in Wuxian have problems! 】
Xi Zheng squinted his eyes.
【 Let me tell you, my dad is a bookworm for the country and the people-a good official, you don’t lose money anywhere! 】
Zhu Yuan changed the conversation,
【 Do you have any outlets in the capital? My dad will report on his work next year. Tell my dad something nice? 】
Xi Zheng: ..
Has it been so straightforward to use the back door to establish a relationship these years?
For the first time in two lives, he was taken away.. He was a bit, novel?
Before he could speak, Zhu Yuan thought he did not want to help, and immediately added:
【 I have helped you a lot in the past two years, even if it is only for money, your conscience will be satisfied, right? 】
Xi Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth:
【 I didn't say no to help—— 】
Zhu Yuan's eyes lit up:
【 Sure enough, I read you right, thank you! 】
Xi Zheng: He didn't say to help either.
Zhu Yuan doesn’t care what he thinks:
【 If you say it, throw out the water, you have to do it if you agree, we will rely on you for eating and drinking porridge in the future 】
Xi Zheng was speechless:
【 The county magistrate’s salary is not enough for your family? 】
【 Enough, the point is, my dad not only supports the family! ! 】
I feel depressed when I mention Zhu Yuan.
【 do you know? From the beginning of earning money from my shop, my father paid out of his own pocket for rewards. Farming, water conservancy, skills... all kinds of things. At the end of last year, he gave out a few hundred taels just to give bonuses to the people! Our family's money is not brought by the wind, how can it be posted like this? ! My mother also strongly supports! ! Are you irritating or not? ! 】
Xi Zheng was slightly startled. Zhu Yato has guessed his identity, is there a good word for her father's future? Or Zhu Xiuqi really loves the people like his children?
Then why have you never heard of Zhu Xiuqi in your previous life?
Zhu Yuan still continues:
【 Fortunately, the investment promotion and agricultural support policies have taken effect, and this year's tax reform has made my father better off. 】
Xi Zheng frowned:
【 According to the system, taxes need to be paid to the household department 】
【 Thinking too much, I don’t believe that there is no interception in various places, the amount of tax paid is not low, and the people are still living more comfortable, okay? Or did the imperial court only care about the wool? If so, then I have nothing to say. 】
Xi Zheng: ..
Okay, he probably knows what's going on.
He went on to ask:
【 Then what is your Dabo temperament? 】
Zhu Yuan stopped, hesitated for a moment, and said:
【 Gossip is not just about people 】
Xi Zheng raised his eyebrows. In his previous life, Zhu Xiuyuan had been in the camp for decades. In the end, he was only a 5-Grade doctor.. To break through the weak family status, this person has only been promoted by half the grade in Capital City for decades, which is not too incompetent. Is not good character.
Look at Little Yato's words again...it seems to be the latter.
He asked again:
【 Except for New Year's Eve, do you have frequent contacts? 】
Zhu Yuan asked:
【 In addition to the New Year's ceremony, what other contacts are needed? 】
Xi Zheng understands. Neither talented, doubtful of character, and at odds with Zhu 2nd House-this person is not worth supporting, and his daughter does not need to be concerned.
But Zhu Xiuqi.. Whether it is Zhu Yuan or Zhu Tingzhou, it looks pretty good. From the son and the father, it can be seen that Zhu Xiuqi can be very useful.
Perhaps Zhu Xiuqi has not been able to return to Capital City in his previous life, because no one is operating in Capital City.
If Zhu Xiuqi never returned to Capital City in his previous life, then Little Yato ..
Xi Zheng squinted. This Yato's flaws are not concealed, there are things in it, and it will never be buried. Even if the reputation of the woman in the back house is not obvious, her husband's family cannot be stunned by everyone.
It's nothing more than going to the mu, if it weren't for Prince like him, this thing would definitely not be implemented. But what about others? What about other products such as cement, movable type printing, or even Magnolia makeup?
Xi Zheng sank down and began to think about it.
No, no impression.
Zhu Yuan on the opposite side didn't know where he went. After saying that Shi Cai, he didn't write any more.
Xi Zheng's slender knuckles tapped the tabletop. What is going wrong?
The daughter of Zhu Xiuqi, the magistrate of Wuxian County, was born in the 28th year of Ming Zhao, frail..
Unexpectedly, the information that people checked at the time came out.
Xi Zheng stopped abruptly. body weak?
Yes, Zhu’s family went to Luzhou last year. In addition to Zhu Tingzhou’s child test, Zhu’s Little Yato went to seek medical advice. At that time, Auntzi also told him that Yato was a little weak, but he was young. , It’s convenient for ordinary people to adjust it properly, so there is no need to worry about it.
He frowned. So, in the last life, Little Yato did not survive?
Thinking of this possibility, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
This Yato is talented and capable. If you are not born as a woman, you will become famous sooner or later. Even if you are born as a woman, you should not be buried..
Something flashed by.
Xi Zheng wants to think about it
"Tuk, Tuk."
"Master." An Rui voice came from outside the hidden door.
Xi Zheng recovered: "What's the matter?"
An Rui lowered his voice: "Niang-Niang is looking for you, let you go to Zhaochun Palace now."
Xi Zheng frowned: "What's the matter?"
"Nucai doesn't know. However, looking at Yurong Miss's look, it shouldn't be a good thing."
Xi Zheng sighed and stood up: "Let's go."
Shu Fei came to him for Qin Lao Fu-ren to see Miss for him.
There is no married man in the Qin family now, and Qin Ye's eldest daughter is only twelve this year, and he is not in a hurry. But in the past two months, Qin-Lao-Fu-ren has changed from the low-key of the past and frequently eats wine and participates in banquets.
In the big capital, there will be no shortage of banquets, but Qin-Lao-Fu-ren attended the elegant banquets that brought all married Miss out to exchange and walk around.
It’s gone a lot, and everyone can see it-Qin Lao Fu-ren, this is for 3-Prince to meet people.
Today, these things have also reached Shu Fei ears.
Shu Fei didn't reprimand him. He only mentioned him lightly. It is Prince, and he should be the first in the world. You should not be overly publicized. You should follow the ancestor's legacy, marry a wife and a virtuous person, and do not stick to the family...
What's wrong is to let him not worry, don't be high-profile, don't find a master, don't make her ashamed...
An Rui who followed Xi Zheng could hear her mouth straight-of course, the kind with her head down.
After finally getting out of Zhaochun Palace, Xi Zheng let out a long sigh of relief.
An Rui was putting a big cloak on him, she couldn't bear to hear it, and softly comforted: "Master, don't think about it, Niang-Niang is worried that you won't be able to tell——"
Xi Zheng waved his hand: "No need to say more." Pulling the big cloak, strode forward.
It has been cloudy all morning, and I don't know when the snowflakes floated.
Snow flakes that had not yet been swept away were mixed in the mud, and after being trampled by the palace people, they became spots and dirt like dust. Stepping on it, muddy and clammy.
This spooky weather. An Rui cursed secretly. Disturbed everyone's mood even worse.
Xi Zheng, who jumped much higher, sprinted all the way, An Rui trot behind to catch up.
Entering his yard one after the other, Xi Zheng immediately said in a deep voice to Anping who was waiting under the corridor: "Prepare the horse, get ready to go out of the palace " corner of his eyes swept away, he paused when he saw the ink characters appearing on the calligraphy and painting hanging in the house. Suddenly, he sighed softly, "Fine, let's talk about it tomorrow."
It's a taboo to act when your heart is upset.
He should write a few lines to be sure.
Before An Rui, who was panting and catching up, could react, he swept into the study like a gust of wind.
An Fu waved at them and ran after him.
An Ping looked at the closed study door, and then at An Rui who was still gasping, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with the master?"
An Rui curled his lips: "What else can I do? I was mad at the master."
Anping is clear.
Xi Zheng, who entered the study, unlocked the cloak, threw it back, and walked quickly behind the desk.
An Fu couldn't take care of the Greatcloak, so he rushed forward to grind the ink.
Xi Zheng laid out the paper, picked up a pen and dipped the ink, and just wanted to write, the content being copied on the opposite side slowly emerged.
【 .. Those who love relatives do not dare to be evil to others; those who respect relatives do not dare to be slower than others. Aijing does everything about relatives, while moral education is added to the people and punishment is to the world. filial piety of the emperor.. 】
It was actually the "Book of Filial Piety"...
Love and respect? Ah.
Xi Zheng took a deep breath, and simply stopped practicing, regardless of the slow ink writing on the opposite side, the wolf fell off the paper, and the sharp pen brought out free and easy verses:
【 Wine hearty and arrogant—— 】
Before he could write the next verse, the ink on the opposite side only paused for a moment, and immediately connected
【 Cure kidney deficiency, without sugar? Dude, you don’t have kidney deficiency anymore? 】
Xi Zheng's haze full of addiction disappeared, and a mouthful of blood almost came out.
【 Where did you learn these things? Little Miss family, one bite each 】
Xi Zheng can't write anymore,
【 Speak up no evil, speak no evil! ! 】
I was so angry that I learned Zhu Yuan and used the exclamation point.
Zhu Yuan on the other side laughed:
【 Taking medicine is not advisable, Big-Shu, you are so old, it is normal not to lift, there is nothing to avoid. 】
Sample, have the ability to pretend to be Lao-tou, have the ability to take over the title-
Xi Zheng almost died of anger:
【 you 】
An Fu, who leaned on the other side and rubbed the ink, stared at the inkstone honestly. He didn't dare to look at the table at all, naturally he didn't know what he had endured.
After grinding the ink, he carefully glanced at Xi Zheng, and was shocked by the anger of his gritted teeth. He knelt down with a puff: "Lord, master calm down..." However, he just rubbed the ink. What's wrong with your highness?
Xi Zheng paused, took a deep breath, glanced at him, and pointed his chin outward: "It has nothing to do with you, go out!"
"Ah-yes!" An Fu hurriedly crawled out and threw the cloak on the ground as he passed by without forgetting to pick it up.
Xi Zheng: ..
He wiped his face and lowered his head, calmer, he raised the pen again, and said with good faith:
【 You have to burn these words on the paper, if they are read by others, they may ruin your reputation 】
【 Nonsense. Don't talk about others, if my parents saw it, I would be fatal! 】
Xi Zheng twitched his forehead. Earlier, he speculated if Yato died early in his previous life. Turning around, she said to herself that she was dead... He felt uncomfortable after seeing it:
【 Life and death matters, don’t talk about it easily 】
【 Eh, I said you Lao-tou, I can’t talk about illness, life and death can’t be said, so what else can I say? 】
【 In life, is there only life and death disease—— 】
Ba!, Yato died and took him away. Why did he get sick? !
Zhu Yuan thought he was finished, so he said:
【 Can you talk about the stars, the moon, and the ideals of life from poems and songs? Do you think you are Erkang? 】
Xi Zheng had a meal and frowned:
【 Who is Erkang? 】
Zhu Yuan dumb. How do you explain this? Did it start with Qiong Yao? She scratched her head:
【 Anyway, it is a scheming——dog 】
Almost written as a scheming bastard, but fortunately he brakes in time, otherwise he must be trained again!
【 What's the solution for a scheming dog 】
Zhu Yuan got stuck again, and it took a long time to slowly say:
【 Scheming need not explain, right? Dogs.. In some places, men who are too scumbag are called dogs. Probably refers to the meaning of inferior pigs and dogs, anyway they are cursing people, let him call them pigs! 】
Man... Xi Zheng squinted:
【 Who is this person? How do you get to know it? 】
Zhu Yuan became impatient:
【 I said you don’t even know, why are you asking so much? 】
Xi Zheng endured his anger:
【 You are still young, and you are Miss's family again, in case you get cheated 】
【 Anlaanla, if Erkang can really lie to me, I can wake up from a dream. 】
That means she has returned to modern times, what kind of toilet, what kind of electric light refrigerator heating high-speed rail car...
Forget it, it's useless to think more.
Xi Zheng read her words and became anxious immediately:
【 You are only twelve years old! 】
He emphasized,
【 If that Erkang comes to you, he is a tai who loves Tong! 】
Zhu Yuan: ..
【 Buddies, don't worry about this topic, please? I just said casually, I am not familiar with Erkang, and I will never see each other! Don't worry about it 】
Blame her for talking, nothing to play with!
Xi Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, then scolded her:
【 You are not a child now, and you will go to fewer shops in the future to save others from saying 】
【 stop! 】
These words pierced Zhu Yuan’s weakness.
【 I’m not a prisoner, why can’t I go out? Others make irresponsible remarks, what do they do to me? Am I alive for them? If it is not, they talk about their gossip, I am out of my door, is there a problem? 】
Xi Zheng was dumbfounded, holding the pen for a while, then frowned:
【 It’s not safe for women to go out 】
【 Ba!, why isn’t it safe? Don’t you have any points in your heart? Obviously it is a public order issue, why should women bear the consequences? 】
Xi Zheng: ..
Why does it become a discussion about law and order? He didn't mean to be here.
Zhu Yuan on the other side also eased:
【 Forget it, let me discuss with you what these do.. 】
If the old-fashioned Dog-Egg can understand, she won't have to be sad here.
Xi Zheng felt helpless:
【 What are you thinking about all day? 】
Zhu Yuan hummed:
【 Anyway, it is not something that ordinary people like you can understand. 】
Xi Zheng: ..
After writing this sentence, the person on the opposite side of Yato disappeared, leaving Xi Zheng in a daze with a group of "wine-hearted, arrogant and arrogant".
As soon as he saw this sentence now, he thought of "the treatment of kidney deficiency does not contain sugar".. Holding the wolf's hand hanging in the air, he continued to write no, not writing is not, it is very embarrassing.
But after that day, Xi Zheng began to seriously consider Zhu Yuan's arrangement.
It's twelve, less than a month, and it's thirteen. It's time to discuss marriage.
If Zhu Xiuqi stays in office, if she either marries in Wuxian, she will be sent back to the capital to discuss marriage.
Judging by all the signs, Zhu Big-House and 2nd House are not so harmonious, Zhu Xiuqi is not necessarily willing to send the children back.
So, Zhu Yuan is most likely to stay in Wuxian?
Thinking of this, Xi Zheng always felt a little awkward. How can such a woman be wronged in a remote and poor place...
Have to think of a way.
::::::
The ten years of Chengjia came to an end in the vigorous tax reform. In the spring of the eleventh year of Chengjia, all localities began to settle and pay land tax.
Before the tax reform, Emperor Chengjia first conducted a wave of national field surveys and registered them in the register. If the field tax is fraudulent, it will not go anywhere. It will definitely increase or decrease in a year, but the increase will not be too high. Too high is a problem.
Therefore, since February, all local taxes have been sent up one after another, everyone is shocked.
In previous years, the tax was lower and higher, and the more part was basically paid by the squires and wealthy households in various counties.
However, the state capitals with high taxes in previous years have fallen off a lot this year.
Is there more people and less land? With such high taxes in previous years, wouldn't the people be very poor? If there were not too many people, how did you get such high taxes in previous years?
Was it exploited in previous years or was there a lack of wealthy locals?
Emperor Chengjia waved his hand to let people investigate thoroughly.
The imperial court was surging, and Xi Zheng was not idle either.
He started the tax reform and was assassinated because of this. He simply asked Emperor Chengjia for an order, hoping to get involved and supervise Chengjia's ten-year land tax payment.
Emperor Chengjia got it right.
Xi Zheng checked the accounts with the Ministry of Households.
This time he checked the accounts, he no longer waited beside him, instead he flipped through the account book, took the abacus, and went to any corner of the house and settled with everyone in the household department.
On the first day, he even bluffed everyone. household officials in the same room with him were all trembling, for fear that they would offend this Prince, or that he would not understand anything about the newborn calf, and the taxation would be messed up.
Who knows that if Prince said to help, he is really helping. If he didn't understand something, he turned to ask the Lao-Da person next to him. After getting the answer, he continued to work, except for being younger, looking colder, and eating. I don’t stay with them, and I’m just like them at other times.
Oh, no, because he was here, the family members ate a lot of dim sum-all of them were bought by His Highness 3-Prince.
However, the accounting at the beginning of the year is the busiest time of the year for the Ministry of Accounts. From morning to night, the specifications of the account books are inconsistent and the books are fragmented.. Can the owner stick to it?
When Emperor Chengjia heard that he was not going for a cutscene, but taking an abacus to settle accounts, he was shocked, and Tete found him back and persuaded him-in their capacity, these tasks are their own. Do it.
Xi Zheng only said: "Er-chen is young, so it won't matter if you learn more. Moreover," he looked straight at Emperor Chengjia, "If you don't understand deeply, how can you know the drawbacks."
Emperor Chengjia squinted his eyes: "Do you want to reform the household department?"
Xi Zheng shook his head: "Er-chen How can you do?" He said lightly, "It stands to reason that there is the best accountant in Dayan at the Ministry of Households. I will go to study and open a shop in the future. Up."
Cheng Jiadi: ..
"Wait, your bookstore has been tossing for more than a year, why hasn't it opened yet?"
Xi Zheng coughed slightly: "Alright, it will be able to drive in these two months."
".." Is it really not open yet? Emperor Chengjia glared at him, "I also invested a thousand taels, don't forget to pay me dividends." cement that this kid emptied out paid a huge dividend, and Lao-tou smiled when he saw him. As a real father, why didn't he enjoy the money?
Xi Zheng: ..
Fortunately, although Emperor Chengjia urged the dividends, he still allowed him to work in the household department.
Xi Zheng stayed in the household department, arriving at the household compound compound every day before dawn, and did not leave until dark. This busy state continues until the nationwide tax collection is completed.
At this time, a full forty-one days have passed since Xi Zheng stepped into the household department.
After he settled the accounts, he didn't participate in the final finishing work anymore, threw his abacus, and went back to the palace to rest.
The next day, he was refreshed and regained his usual habits. First, he came to a set of horse racing and archery fists, then took a bath and changed clothes, and sits in the study to start practicing calligraphy.
As soon as he wrote two lines of ink, Zhu Yato on the opposite side severely poked a few ink dots that were as big as Lantern Festival.
Xi Zheng had no choice but to stop:
【 What- 】
【 I'm lingering! ! You finally, finally, finally don't settle accounts anymore! ! ! ! 】
Exclamation marks on the full screen showed the other party’s ecstatic emotions.
【 I've even dreamed about it this month! Are you not from the Ministry of Engineering? How did you go to settle the account? ! 】
.. forgot her. Xi Zheng was a little guilty inexplicably, after thinking about it, he changed the subject:
【 How can I explain it? 】
Zhu Yuan: ..
She was not sure:
【 Shit fork meeting? 】
Xi Zheng: ..
This is a tasteful sentence.
Xi Zheng wanted to ask again, Zhu Yuan didn't know whether it was a guilty conscience or something wrong, and started to complain about the torture that he had experienced during this period.
Xi Zheng watched the ink brushing quickly, and reluctantly put down the wolf. Yato's grievance has not gone, he can't work anymore, let's wait for her to say it's happy...
However, the way they communicate with each other is really a headache. That's it for now. If he has something to do, he can print and print one page with movable type. What should I do when he is on the throne in the future?
Well, we still have to wait until he can do things cheaply after he opens the mansion.
In retrospect, Zhu Yuan has already brought the topic to his position.
【 .. I didn't expect you to check the accounts. 】
Xi Zheng raised his eyebrows:
【 What's the problem 】
【 Isn’t it “everything is inferior but only a high school student”? Many scholars still look down upon these tasks. 】
【 Nothing is high or low, no high or low learning 】
【 Yo, you are quite advanced in thinking 】
Xi Zheng: Why do you feel sarcastic?
Zhu Yuan continued:
【 You are right to think so, as long as you are useful, you are right to learn! Oh, let's forget the crooked ways 】
An old-fashioned look.
Xi Zheng was ridiculed by the training. It happened to be in a good mood today, he thought about it, and simply talked to her about the daily routine:
【 Who did you learn from? 】
【 Why? 】
【 I want to know who taught you Little Yato like this... 】
He couldn't find the correct modifier for a while.
Zhu Yuan took it without shame:
【 Bingxue smart? Delicate and thorough? Still lively and cute? 】
Xi Zheng: ..
【 Cheeky 】
He concluded.
【 Ba!, is there any culture? Can you speak? Sister, this is called straightforward, bold and unruly! 】
Xi Zheng: .. really cheeky.
【 So, who do you learn from? Or is it only taught by parents? 】
If there is a Professor's guidance, he will have to dig three feet to find out and recruit him as an assistant.
【 Thinking too much, like me, Quan Dayan, you can’t find the second one. Where can anyone teach it? 】
Xi Zheng: ..
【 Sister, I am self-taught! envy of others will not come! 】
Zhu Yuan sigh,
【 This case tells us that people should read more, read books, brag and not lose! 】
Xi Zheng: ..
【 Besides, 】
Zhu Yuan pointed the finger at him,
【 You don’t say a word about your own situation, come to inquire about me every day, I am Yato, what's worth asking about? Even if you know the fate of your life, I think it's an old man who bullies children. 】
Xi Zheng felt a little guilty:
【 Always know 】
I used to worry about the identity of the other side being different, just in case. Now he can't tell why he still keeps hiding...
Zhu Yuan on the opposite side was pissed off by him:
【 Just don’t talk about it anyway? Pooh! Sister is not rare! 】
Dropping this sentence, she ran away.
Xi Zheng waited for a while, and found that Yato was really angry and ran away. It turned out to be a bit dark and cool.
Yes, this should be the dark cool that Little Yato once said.
How much he has eaten here in Little Yato, and the identity problem can give him an advantage.
Well, this is the reason why he doesn't want to reveal his identity.
::::::
In March, the grass grows and the warbler flies.
3-His Royal Highness Prince's book shop is opened! ! !
The various spies-subordinates-servants rushed back to report.
"When you open it, open it, look at you like you have never seen the world."
"Why is it so fussing about opening a bookstore?"
The big guys are disgusted.
The people swallowed and handed over a thin book—
Emperor Chengjia in the palace also got a booklet.
"This is the book in the Lao-San shop?" He snorted softly.
“After more than a year of tossing, it came out like this? Is this guy lazy?"
Deshun smiled: "Your Majesty, this book is not the same as the one next to it."
"Oh?" Emperor Chengjia was dubious, just as there was nothing serious today, he stretched out his hand, "Bring it, let me see."
Deshun submitted it immediately.
Emperor Chengjia took a look-"Dayan Monthly"? What is this weird name?
There is also a stamp "March of the Eleventh Year of Chengjia" at the bottom of the page.
What does it mean? Emperor Chengjia glanced at Deshun subconsciously.
Deshun baffledly looked at the booklet in his hand, and even boldly urged: "Your Majesty, open it and take a look."
Emperor Chengjia raised his eyebrows, retracted his gaze, and continued to roll it down.
This "Dayan Monthly" is very thin, the size of an ordinary book, only eight pages, each page has a theme.
Emperor Chengjia glanced at ten lines, looked more and more vigorous, and commented as he watched.
"The analysis of this scripture is good, oh, it still brings up the problem? What about the solution?" He slammed through the end, "There is no solution?"
"I also put tax reform on it. This explanation is really simple and clear, and it's pretty good."
"How come there is Suizhou? Oh, it's the local customs, not bad."
"Why do you still have a script? Let me see.. It's unreasonable, why is this County-Graduate so unfilial?! books are in the belly of the dog.. eh? Why is it gone? What's next?" Sure enough, the following plot was gone, and Emperor Chengjia was furious, "Even the number of pages is missing? How can I do a big thing so sloppy?!"
Deshun: ..
The thin booklet was over in just a few moments. Emperor Chengjia breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "This is called a monthly magazine. Is it published every month?"
"Eh, I heard that it is. book is issued fifteenth a month."
"Remember to buy me a copy next month."
Deshun: ..
When Emperor Chengjia thought of the County-Graduate script, he was upset: "Smelly boy, don't tell me to see the content first." After that, he sighed, "Where does this boy find so many capable people, the writing is strange and interesting. ."
Deshun smiled.
Emperor Chengjia glanced at him and asked casually: "How much did this book cost? Have you paid for it?"
Deshun waved his hand hurriedly: "A volume is less than 30 yuan, and Nucai can still afford it."
"Oh-ah? Thirty texts?" Chengjia was shocked, "Why is it so cheap? Does he still want to make money?" He also invested a thousand taels in it, how can he make money like this?
Of course Deshun remembered his thousand taels, and he dared not speak immediately.
"Co-authoring is to take my money to Huohuo!" Emperor Chengjia was not angry.
“Go, call him, and I must ask him carefully what is going on with this bookstore!"
So, an hour later, Xi Zheng, who was sitting in the bookstore, walked into the Imperial Study Room.
In the past two years, among you Prince, Xi Zheng is the top one in terms of the number of times you enter and leave the Imperial Study.
Xu is that he is usually cold and indifferent, and after a few credits, he is not high-profile and does not strive for credit. When things are done, he can easily get out of him. He is sensible. Emperor Chengjia has loved him more and more in the past two years.
The master's heart is the most intelligible to guess.
Especially 3-Prince is favored by the naked eye.
Today's matter is not a major event. Moreover, Emperor Chengjia was curious about this and wanted to ask someone for questioning. Therefore, I went out to Call for the virtues of people and pushed the boat along the way, and said a few words.
Xi Zheng was a little surprised, and nodded lightly: "Many Thanks Gonggong, mention it."
Deshun smiled and said, "His Royal Highness is polite, but it's just a simple sentence."
He was not called the Third Highness, but directly and kindly called His Highness.
Dog Nucai. Xi Zheng smirked secretly. Pretending to be like that. Whenever there is a turmoil, his face becomes faster than anyone else. From the last life to the later stage, he was not less angry with this old Nucai.
Pulled away.
Entering the imperial study room, Xi Zheng’s knees just fell, and he heard Chengjia’s urging voice from the upper seat: "No gift, come here quickly!"
He urged him to urge him, but Xi Zheng did not stop at all. He did not hurry up before he got up and walked over: "Father, what's the point with Er-chen?"
With a "pop", the freshly released monthly magazine from his bookstore was thrown onto the Dragon Case.
"County-Graduate rushed to take the exam, what about the latter part? What about the ending?" Chengjia was angrily.
“How did you do it? You can't even post all the contents, so what bookstores are you tossing about?"
Xi Zheng: ..
Eunuchs: ..
The Imperial Study Room was quiet.
Emperor Chengjia paused, coughed, and hurriedly said: "No wonder you have thirty cents for a pamphlet. How can you dare to set a high price? How can you make money? I think you were pretty reliable in doing things in the past. How to turn a good bookstore into this kind of virtue?"
Xi Zheng didn't change his face but calmly said: "The monthly magazine has been proofread several times and there is no error."
Emperor Chengjia was stunned: "Nothing went wrong? What about the second half of the script?"
Xi Zheng reminded: "This is a monthly magazine."
"?" Emperor Chengjia was at a loss.
Xi Zheng explained: "One volume is printed every month. In order to attract people to subscribe, the above words are originally serialized, and only part of the issue is printed. If you want to see the ending, you can only keep ordering."
Cheng Jiadi: ..
"You only have thirty pennies per book, but the paper alone has more than thirty pennies. more people you subscribe to the book, the more you lose!" He was angry, "Is there any business you do?"
Xi Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Who said that the paper is more than 30 articles?" He glanced at the monthly magazine on the Dragon Case.
“Isn't my father feeling that the paper in this pamphlet is much rougher and harder than the pages we usually use?"
Emperor Chengjia was slightly surprised.
Deshun hurriedly picked up the monthly magazine that had fallen on the edge of the dragon case and presented it to Emperor Chengjia. latter took it, carefully read the paper several times, twisted his fingers, and then frowned, "Except for the harder ones, the more rough ones. What a difference?"
Xi Zheng reminded him: "Er-chen said last year that Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Capital City has been doing paper research and development."
Emperor Chengjia thought for a while, and it really happened.
"This paper was obtained through countless experiments by artisans. It uses rice stalks that can be found everywhere in the country. Although the production method is a bit cumbersome, it greatly reduces the cost. Paper is not a problem."
Emperor Chengjia frowned: "That printing "
Xi Zheng smiled: "Movable type printing."
Cheng Jiadi: ..
He flipped through the monthly magazine again, and asked casually, "Then you have to spend money on these contents? How many people do you raise?"
coming. Xi Zheng thought secretly. This is what Chengjia Emperor wants to ask.
"Er-chen doesn't raise a few literati—oh, there are. After all, correction and printing require literate literati to handle it. There are still many jobs in the shop that need literati."
Emperor Chengjia frowned.
"However, these manuscripts were indeed not written by Er-chen people." Xi Zheng smiled, "It is a submission."
"Contribute?"
Xi Zheng motioned him to look at the monthly magazine: "Below each article, there is a source, indicating who the author is."
Emperor Chengjia hurriedly lowered his head to look: classics are Sui'an, the tax reform is the Meiying Professor, and the story is the Peppa Professor..
Before he could ask, Xi Zheng told him directly: "Jushi Sui'an is Cui Jijiu of the Imperial :Academy, and Professor of Meiying is Qiu-Daren of the household department, and the rest are contributed by the people." He motioned to Emperor Chengjia to look at the back cover.
“At the bottom there is the submission method of Er-chen shop."
Emperor Chengjia was stunned: "Contribute to the money?"
"of course."
"How many?"
"One or two hundred words."
Emperor Chengjia opened his mouth: "Isn't that a loss?"
Xi Zheng was surprised: "Why have you lost?"
Emperor Chengjia was not angry: "You only bought thirty cents for one copy, so you still have a loss?"
Xi Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Er-chen can sell more than 10 thousand copies of a periodical " he paused, "This is the first issue, and there should be 100 thousand copies next month."
Emperor Chengjia frowned, "It's barely enough to pay for it." A hundred thousand copies are only three thousand taels. What is enough?
Xi Zheng stopped saying: "You will know next month."
Emperor Chengjia was dumb and stared at him: "The stinky boy is still playing a dumb riddle with me, hurry up and be honest!"
Xi Zheng's lips curled up: "It's not beautiful to solve the mystery too early." Without waiting for Emperor Chengjia to ask, he knelt down, "The shop has just opened, and things are complicated. If nothing else, Er-chen will leave first.
“
Cheng Jiadi: ..
Seeing that this stinky boy was about to withdraw, Emperor Chengjia got up and hurriedly said: "Eh, other things are easy to say, first show me the follow-up manuscript of the script."
Xi Zheng, who had just retreated to the door, kicked the threshold with a "boom" and almost fell out.
Emperor Chengjia talked.
Xi Zheng was a little helpless: "Father, the minister has no other drafts."
Emperor Chengjia didn't believe it: "You dare to go up without the full manuscript? Aren't you afraid that you can write it badly?"
Xi Zheng disagrees: "Er-chen thinks he still has the ability to appreciate this point. If it is crooked, it will be better to find someone to continue it."
Emperor Chengjia: .. This is the truth. But his heart is itchy, what is going on behind that damn County-Graduate? Did you really leave your mother and wife to go to Pan Gaozhi?
Xi Zheng looked at something wrong, and hurriedly threw down the sentence "If the emperor father has nothing to do, the minister will resign." Then he wiped the soles of his feet.
Emperor Chengjia hadn't reacted yet, he had disappeared, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "Smelly boy, he is getting smaller and smaller."
Deshun glanced outside, then smiled and answered: "This shows that your Majesty and His Highness have a good relationship-"
Emperor Chengjia paused and glanced at him: "He is my son, and his feelings are naturally good."
A cold sweat broke out from behind Deshun, and he hurriedly bowed and smiled: "Yes, Nucai said something wrong. Nucai just thought that your Majesty and Chang-Father are getting along with Naxun Chang-Father..."
"Have you seen how Xun Chang-Father get along?" Emperor Cheng Jia took his seat again, his tone could not be heard whether he was happy or angry.
Deshun became more cautious: "Isn't that what the script says is the same?"
When he mentioned the script, Emperor Chengjia was heartbroken and glared at him: "That's the script, can it be the same?"
Deshun smiled: "Yes, it's Nucai, I didn't know it I made your majesty laugh-"
Emperor Chengjia gave up and picked up the memorial to work again.
How the palace skipped it, and Xi Zheng’s busyness here is indeed not a lie.
His bookstore, named Liao Zhai, opened in a quiet neighborhood.
Speaking of the name Liao Zhai, there was an episode.
However, for a small shop name, Xi Zheng boasted that he had read more poems and books for many years than others. It is natural to choose a shop name, but Zhu Yuan had to make a difference when conceiving the name of the bookstore.
At that time, Xi Zheng listed many names, such as Qiluzhai, Baguzhai, Wanjuanzhai...
Zhu Yuan on the opposite side directly said:
【 Why don’t you get a Wufangzhai? 】
Xi Zheng did not understand the meaning, so he asked:
【 How to explain Wufang 】
【 A shop selling rice dumplings in the south is called Wufangzhai. As for why it is called Wufang.. It seems that they have five daughters, so it is called Wufang. 】
Xi Zheng: ..
The corners of his mouth twitched:
【 Don't mess around 】
Zhu Yuan does not recognize:
【 Who messed up? How vulgar you sound! 】
Xi Zheng: ..
【 It might as well be called Liao Zhai. 】
Zhu Yuan wrote casually.
Liao Zhai? Xi Zheng said to himself: "What Mochizuki feels, what he thinks about talking about the book? If you have a drink and talk about yourself, who is more economical and talented?" He chewed for a while, and patted the table, "OK!"
【 This name is good 】
He said sincerely.
Zhu Yuan: ..? ? ?
Damn it, Big-Brother don't do that!
This is a collection of fox ghost stories! Feng Shui is not good-
Unfortunately, she can't explain, nor can she explain.
As a result, Xi Zheng swiped his pen and the bookstore was named "Liao Zhai"..
Closer to home.
Today is the first day the bookstore opens. In addition to the printed monthly publication, he has to look at the effect of the promotion.
That's right, he had negotiated with Zhu Yuan early on that the bookstore's sales would share half of her in the future, and he would not hesitate to use her methods of operation.
Let’s not say anything else. Let’s start with a set of propaganda methods that let people beat the gongs and drums to raise banners and pull banners.
Zhu Yuan promoted Defu Shizhan and Magnolia Zhuang. There were three little servants, one knocking the gong and two raising the flag to rap. same method was in Xi Zheng's hands, and the number of people more than doubled tenfold, let alone anything else.
So many people are divided into groups and follow the planned route to act in their own neighborhoods, from the beginning to the end, beating gongs and drums, and combining rap and singing. After two laps, the whole city knew that there was an extra bookshop named "Liao Zhai" in the southeast of the city.
It sounds elegant, but this way of doing things is like singing a big show.
That's all, everyone just watched the show.
But these propaganda team members sang "Liao Zhai" for two laps. In the third lap, they changed their words. They sang what monthly magazines, "one magazine in hand, sit and watch world affairs", "master the latest current affairs of Dayan", and what" title of the gold list starts from a monthly magazine..
That blows, how arrogant, how arrogant, how powerful and powerful, it almost broke the sky.
There may not be many others in the capital, and there are definitely a lot of scholars, and they all smirked at these words.
Those scholars who couldn't see it directly yelled at them: "It's insulting to be gentle, I don't think your Laoshizi study will last long."
It happened to be the squad leader of this city, whose surname was Jiang and famous, who had been cultivated by Xi Zheng over the past year.
Young man Su, who was 20 years old, didn't get angry after hearing the scolding, but just looked at the man quickly.
The slightly whitish blue cloth gown and some worn-out cloth shoes seemed to be the scholar who was not well-off. Moreover, this block is mostly the place where Imperial-Graduate rented out in previous years. He was arranged here by the master because of his articulate.
Therefore, when the green shirt scholar asked, he didn't panic at all, and smiled and asked, "Gongzi is an Imperial-Graduate who is in Capital City waiting for the exam?"
The scholar in Qingshan frowned: "So what, so what?"
Jiang Cheng reached out and touched the monthly magazine from the basket behind his little partner, and then asked: "To the people of the world, gather the world's own goods, trade and retreat, each has its meaning, what's the answer?"
The scholar in Qingshan was stunned and then looked at him: "Are you also Imperial-Graduate?"
Jiang Cheng shook his finger: "No."
"Then how do you ask..."
Before the other party could speak, Jiang Cheng reached out and touched the monthly magazine from the basket behind his little friend, opened it, and handed it to him: "Hey, our monthly magazine has professional explanations," he glanced at the scholars who were listening with ears erected around his eyes. Yang said, "This Scripture, but the Professor of Liquor of the Imperial :Academy, with the questions and solutions made by Jushi An himself. It is not very talented. Although I only know a few words, I feel that I have benefited a lot from reading it. !"
Guozijian sacrifice wine! ! Isn't that the boss of the highest school in Dayan? That's the characters that ordinary students with no power and no power can't reach! !
Such a person also wrote scripture explanations for strange things that came out of nowhere? !
The scholar in Qingshan didn't believe it first, grabbed the booklet in Jiang Cheng's hand, grabbed it and looked at it carefully.
Everyone waited with bated breath.
As the scholar in Qingshang watched, he muttered something in his mouth: ".. Sage Yun.. Here.. Yes.. Can you still think like this?.. God.. Wonderful! Wonderful!" He finally raised his head and doubled. Staring at Jiang Cheng scorchingly, "Brother Didi, how do you sell your monthly magazine?!"
Jiang Cheng ignored everyone's astonished eyes and raised three fingers.
"Three or two?" scholar in Qingshan gritted his teeth, "Okay, I—"
"No, no," Jiang Cheng smiled, "It's thirty cents!"
The scholar in Qingshan was dumbfounded.
Everyone was also shocked.
"Only, only, only 30 cents? This one.." Qingshan Scholar lowered his head and glanced, "Is the Dayan Monthly Magazine mine?"
"Of course. With so many people watching, it's impossible for others to misunderstand it."
"Okay! Okay!" scholar in Qingshan was ecstatic, and hurriedly picked up the money bag, grabbed a piece of silver and handed it to Jiang Cheng, holding the booklet tightly with the other hand, for fear that Jiang Cheng would regret it.
Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly while pinching broken silver, "This is too much."
The scholar in Qingshan waved his hand: "I will give you everything."
Jiang Cheng shook his head, and directly counted a stack of monthly magazines and stuffed him in his hands: "I didn't bring any copper plates and these are all paid for you. You can sell them or give them away."
Qingshan scholar: ..
"By the way, our monthly magazine, as the name suggests, is printed every month. Welcome to order next month "
The scholar in Qingshan was excited: "There will be more next month and next month? Is it still the Scripture solution? Is it still, still, or is it still the wine Professor to solve the problem?"
Jiang Cheng shook his head.
The scholar in Qingshan was suddenly disappointed
"Our master said that every issue will choose a master or a Professor who is good at different subjects to make an essay. Regardless of the classics, perhaps it is a policy theory, or a history theory, it is impossible to say."
This, this is even more surprising! ! scholar in Qingshan was trembling with joy: "Okay, okay, I will definitely go next month-wait, where is your Liao Zhai?"
Jiang Cheng answered readily.
After that, the scholar in the blue shirt put down the publication with his hands in a bow, and solemnly bowed to him: "Thank you brother Didi, the words and deeds just now have nothing to do, it is the xiaosheng rude."
Jiang Cheng would naturally not mind.
With this show of scholars in Qingshan, the monthly magazine they brought out was sold out in the blink of an eye, and those who didn't grab it went straight to Liao Zhai without stopping.
This situation occurred in every corner of the capital.
Xi Zheng, who had just returned from the palace before approaching the shop, saw a long line at the entrance of Liao Zhai. Most of them were scholars wearing Confucian gowns, and most of the rest were errand boys and even old men who joined the fun. .
There are so many people that the kids who are promoting in the neighborhood are called back to maintain order.
Except for the restaurant and restaurant at the time of dinner, have you ever seen such a scene of queues?
Xi Zheng was dumb. It seems that Little-Yato’s propaganda methods are indeed useful, no wonder I have to suffer..
That being the case, he doesn't need to go in and mess up anymore-it is Prince anyway, if he is recognized by any servant, it won't be beautiful.
If so, he led An Fu and others back to the palace.
By the way, give Little Yato a good news.
【 Hahaha, I just said don’t worry There is an article about Guozijian offering wine, which is not expensive, but any scholar who is a little ambitious will not let go of this monthly magazine 】
【 Haha, I'm so amazing, how could I come up with such an amazing idea? It’s really like no one before and no one behind — oh, there can be hahaha- 】
The full pages of "hahaha" made the corners of Xi Zheng's lips unconsciously aroused.
【 Oh, by the way, you are not here this morning, I have already written the serial content for next month. 】
Xi Zheng smiled stiffly.
【 Come on, I'll write to you, and you help copy a copy to your person. 】
Xi Zheng: ..
【 Remember to use my font! ! Although I can't deliver the manuscript in person, my soul is always there! manuscript I wrote must be sent to the printing department with my soul! ! 】
The corners of Xi Zheng's mouth twitched.
After half an hour.
Xi Zheng finally copied Zhu Yuan's manuscript. After checking it all over without any typos, he folded it and put it in a special envelope bag made by Zhuangzi, then poke a mud print, and finally put it on the envelope with Zhu Yuan's handwriting "Paige Professor".
Then he took a deep breath and called out: "An Fu."
An Fu, who was standing by, walked over quickly: "Nucai is here."
Xi Zheng's hand holding the envelope stopped in the air.
An Fu raised his hands respectfully, and wanted to take it, but couldn't wait for something for a long time, and raised his head in surprise.
I saw Xi Zheng's expression weird, and he didn't want to speak, but he had to speak.
He subconsciously glanced at the envelope bag in Xi Zheng's hand, and immediately recalled the scene he had experienced before, and his neck shrank immediately.
In the next instant, Xi Zheng finally spoke, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth with difficulty.
Just listen to him: "Give this "Unfeeling Scholar Farmer's Wife" to the printing department, saying that it is a continuation of Peppa's Professor."
"...Yes." An Fu took the envelope, did not dare to lift his head, and hurried out.
It was not until Xi Zheng was out of the room to see Xi Zheng that he wiped his sweat. Oh my god, I didn't expect the master to have such hobbies, and he was hiding it for fear that others would know it. Hey, it's so cute.
On the other hand, Xi Zheng in the room, he questioned himself in his heart for the hundred and first time: Why should he respond to this matter? why? Isn't it a big capital, can't find a second book that can write such a.. sour and hearty?
Those who make big things do not stick to the trivial. Xi Zheng comforted himself like this.
He needs to expand the audience of the monthly magazine, not just limited to scholars..
【 Speaking 】
Zhu Yuan on the opposite side wrote again,
【 Is your status high enough? 】
Xi Zheng recovered and frowned:
【 How to explain this 】
【 If your monthly magazine sales increase, you have to stuff some private goods in it. Don’t be too easy.. Be careful to be targeted by others. 】
The ancient text prison is not a joke.
For this?
【 Rest assured, these are not problems 】
He mainly wanted to hold literati in his hands, especially the poor students. If they were admitted to Jinshi through their monthly magazine, they would be considered favored by him. What he wants to advance in the future is probably easier...
Zhu Yuan worries:
【 These are the problems, how important public opinion is. To control public opinion is to control the mouthpiece of the court. Water can carry a boat and it can overturn it! 】
Xi Zheng was stunned:
【 A publication, even if the number is as many as 100 thousand copies, can’t make any waves 】
But 100 thousand copies, after deducting the old, weak, women, children and major officials, most of the rest are scholars. A mere scholar, without the power to bind a chicken, even if he thinks of something, he can't do much.
Zhu Yuan hates iron but not steel:
【 Why are you so ambitious! This is a monthly magazine. It’s only published in January. book will not expire and become corrupted. Where can I send it? One hundred thousand copies, for a few years, there is no sales of 800 thousand in one issue, don't say you know me! 】
Xi Zheng was horrified. One million eight hundred thousand...
【 In the future, you can not only put the imperial examination articles, but also the enlightenment nursery rhymes, basic arithmetic, farmland cultivation techniques.. Big-Brother, let me just talk about it, don’t let it go, and serialize the novel! 】
Xi Zheng was stunned.
If it is true as Zhu Yuan said, the monthly magazine is simply a weapon for the common people to write idiots and promote imperial policies...
Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhu Yuan was anxious:
【 Really, brother Didi, listen to my persuasion, you can serialize the novel and add some local rumors, and don’t mix it up. This is just to die! 】
Xi Zheng's eyes were dull. He stared at the void for a while and silently said:
【 If yes, can I allow the emperor to participate in the shares? 】
【 .. 】
Zhu Yuan stayed for a while, biting his pen and thinking about it.
【 Not enough, if you really want to develop in these directions, it's best to put the bookstore's name under the name of Emperor Lao Er and push it in his name! 】
Xi Zheng twisted his eyebrows. That's not all reputation... Wait! He is only sixteen years old.
He is impetuous.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, and wrote again, saying:
【 I know 】
After writing, no matter what Zhu Yuan answered, he threw the pen, balled up the paper, threw it into the brazier, set fire to himself, and watched the ball of paper burn.
An Fu went out to do errands, and An Qing of the same value came in and waited on him. Seeing him like this, he followed him nervously, whispering non-stop, "Master, how can you do this kind of work? Master, let Nucai come." ?master.."
Xi Zheng waved his hand, and then picked up the tongs hanging on the side and pierced it into the brazier to disperse the almost burnt paper ball-the content of today's writing is of great importance and should not leave hidden dangers.
An Qing's face turned pale with fright.
Xi Zheng threw the tongs when he was sure it was all burned.
::::::
The next day, the revenue table for the opening of Liao Zhai came out.
With the information compiled by Xi Zheng on his sleeve, plus the income statement, he went to Die Cheng Jia.
"Do you want me to invest more?" Emperor Chengjia was criticizing the memorial. Hearing Xi Zheng's words, he was immediately unhappy.
“Last year I took one thousand taels and I haven't seen it back." Other Prince didn't receive such treatment, he How can it be?
Xi Zheng passed the information in his hand to Deqing, who is on duty today, and said: "Father, first look at these information."
Deqing hurriedly took it with both hands, hurried to the imperial stage, and presented it to Emperor Chengjia.
Emperor Chengjia took a look: "Liao Zhai Annual Development Plan", "Liao Zhai First Day Revenue Report"
.. name is pretty straightforward. Emperor Chengjia glanced at Xi Zheng calmly, and opened the back report first.
The first is the expenses, including the meal expenses, material expenses, labor expenses, and publicity materials expenses paid on the day.
Then there is income, monthly sales of two, sales volume of books and papers in the shop, and total income..
All expenditures and income are listed one by one. rows and columns are neatly organized and clear at a glance.
Emperor Chengjia raised his eyebrows, continued to turn the page, and directly saw the last data——
Liao Zhai revenue on the day: two hundred ninety one two three ten seven texts.
He secretly converted a monthly magazine of 30 articles, and was shocked: "So high? Are all monthly magazines sold?"
Xi Zheng was modest: "There are books, paper, pen and ink in the shop."
Emperor Chengjia glanced at him suspiciously, and said angrily: "I heard that you made people all over the city beating the gongs and drums to promote the shop. It's normal to make a lot of money. I can't figure out what to do when I look back."
Xi Zheng didn't move his eyebrows: "Let's wait and see." Then he stretched out his palm and motioned him to turn the next book, "Father, I can look at the development plan." That was what he wrote after talking with Zhu Yuan yesterday.
Ashamed, he did a written plan for the first time, and felt that he couldn't figure out the direction several times. Little-Yato taught him little by little.
Emperor Chengjia is already reading the planning book, the more he looks at it, the more the eyebrows are gathered, the more he looks at it, the more solemn his expression becomes. After he is over, he is meditating.
Xi Zheng stood quietly under his head.
After a long while, Emperor Chengjia asked him: "As soon as you started working on the bookstore, you planned to do this?"
Xi Zheng shook his head: "No." After a pause, he explained honestly, "Er-chen just started to make movable type printing, so he wanted to use this technology to print some classics, so that more literati could appreciate the demeanor of the predecessors. Later, considering the cost, I started to study paper... and it became like this."
Cheng Jiadi: ..
Is this unintentionally planting willows and willows?
"If the cost of paper drops and printing is simple, books will no longer be expensive, and ordinary people can read and learn characters." Xi Zheng looked at him frankly, "Er-chen wants to benefit the people even though he is still young."
Clear ambition, although a little childish. Emperor Chengjia secretly thought. He raised the plan in his hand: "Did you write this yourself?"
Xi Zheng didn't change his face and said, "Yes. Besides, Er-chen has no others to discuss." He didn't even have the opportunity to open the mansion. staff were still looking for it.
“So, if Er-chen doesn't submit this plan to you, no one knows. It will be three to five years later.." That's a matter of course, and it's hard to get over it. Even Chengjiadi has no change.
Emperor Cheng Jia, who has read the planning book, naturally understands this principle: "Do you really want to keep doing it?"
Xi Zheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes." Then he spread his hands, "But this matter has too much influence. Er-chen is timid and afraid to do it."
Cheng Jiadi: ..
He squinted: "I only need my investment? How much?"
"My father originally invested a thousand and two and held 30% of the shares. If this shop wants to put your name, then this shareholding ratio is not enough."
Emperor Chengjia nodded: "Then?"
Xi Zheng smiled: "In this way, the father will pay 6 thousand taels first, and the shareholding ratio will be reduced to 55%——"
Emperor Chengjia was immediately dissatisfied: "One thousand two holds 30% of the shares, why is the two and a half to six thousand two now? Are you wronging me?"
Xi Zheng is innocent: "Er-chen didn’t think about it clearly. He thought that one thousand and two was enough, and he gave it wrong. Now Er-chen’s bookstore and monthly magazine have already produced results. Seeing that in the future, it will definitely make a difference. Two, it is already the family price given by Er-chen."
Cheng Jiadi: ..
"Ah." Seeing that his face is dark, Xi Zheng accepts as soon as he sees it, "Of course, except for holding 50% of the shares, the future publicity and management of Liaozhai Bookstore will all act in your name."
This is fair. Emperor Chengjia's expression slowed down: "You have all gone out of this monthly magazine, how can you act in my name?"
"Only one issue has been published, with a total of no more than 5 thousand volumes. shopkeeper has already submitted an application to Er-chen yesterday, asking for additional printing, and you will be stamped with your number by then." It's simple.
How many thousand taels will be charged for a stamp? Emperor Chengjia felt a little pain: "That's it?"
Xi Zheng came up with a good way to discuss with Zhu Yuan earlier: "In the future, I will also engrave some beautiful chapters for you. cheap paper from the shop and the reprinted low-priced classics are all stamped with your number. No matter who bought something, you know that this shop is a benefit that you are seeking for the people of the world."
This is almost the same. Emperor Chengjia was satisfied a lot.
"That's right." Xi Zheng remembered something and added hurriedly, "Thank my father to write a few lines of words for the shop, and then help write a plaque. This way, it will be more legitimate."
this is not bad. Emperor Chengjia readily agreed.
Without further ado, Deqing immediately let people be prepared.
Emperor Chengjia first asked about the divisions in the Liao Zhai, wrote several verses according to different divisions, and then replaced them with Dalanghao, and wrote the energetic two words-"Liao Zhai".
When the pen and ink were dry, Xi Zheng brought six thousand Silver-Taels tickets, then picked up the Dragon Ink Roll Bar and left neatly.
Emperor Chengjia still has some ideas.
Deqing took the warm wet kerchief and wiped him the dragon's hand soaked with ink, and said with a smile: "When your majesty's poem is written, the literati in the capital will flock to pay their respects."
Emperor Chengjia said happily: "Look back and find time to walk around the shop and see what my bookstore looks like."
"That's a private visit by WeChat." Deqing said hurriedly.
"That's natural."
Deqing helped him wipe his dragon hand, and joked: "Your Majesty hasn't written many poems in one breath for a long time. I'm so busy today, so I can rest well later."
Emperor Chengjia smiled and said, "It's not—" He paused as soon as he said something.
Wait, is there something wrong?
Why does he have to work after thousands of Silver-Taels?
.. Brat! It's getting less and less cute!
Xi Zheng, who had not yet gone far, sneezed.
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