Chapter 296: The Capital's Big Gambling, Vicious
In Zhilu, Yan Song sat there with a bitter smile.
Yan Shifan frowned for the first time when he looked at the memorial, without the pride of holding great power. "Jiang Qingzhi used the debate in the Hanlin Academy to completely betray Confucianism. Many people are waiting for Your Majesty to express his views.
If His Majesty's attitude was ambiguous, then both sides would still have room for maneuver, but His Majesty nodded today, which means he agrees. Dad, those people regard us as His Majesty's confidants, and we will become their mortal enemies. "
"Wasn't it before?" Yan Song sighed, "From the moment Xia Yan stepped down to the moment I walked into the Zhilu, I knew that in this life, I would either live a life of extreme wealth and glory, or end up in disgrace and die a miserable death."
"Your Majesty, why..." Yan Shifan covered his forehead, "Your Majesty is stubborn. The anger that has been pent up for more than 20 years was triggered by the death of the crown prince. He is determined to fight those people to the death!"
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Song said, "There is the Ming Xuanwei Division overseas. Although places like Jiugang are poor, the locals there are loyal to the Ming. If my son goes there, with your ability, you will definitely become the master of Jiugang within three years..."
Yan Shifan looked up.
Yan Song smiled and said, "My father is already very old, and I don't think he will live many more years. Your Majesty is here, and I wish my father good health."
Yan Song was much older than the Taoist priest, and he felt that he would die before the Taoist priest.
"Dad, aren't you afraid that those people will dig up your grave and whip your corpse?" Yan Shifan grinned.
"He's already dead, what's there to be afraid of? In ten years, my father will definitely die. You can make a tablet overseas, and my father's spirit will naturally attach to it. Our family... will still be together!"
Yan Song touched Yan Shifan's shoulder and squeezed it hard.
Yan Shifan leaned back and closed his eyes, "My child won't leave!"
……
"how many?"
Prince Yu asked.
Yang Xi said awkwardly: "Your Highness now has 320 strings of cash."
"I must be the poorest prince in the Ming Dynasty."
Prince Yu sighed, "By the way, do you have any gold or silver utensils?"
"Yes, but there is a list in the palace." Yang Xi seemed to see through his thoughts.
"Melt it!" Prince Yu ordered.
“Your Highness, once discovered…” The prince pawning things would be a scandal to the outside world.
"Go quickly!"
Prince Yu waved his hand, "Remember to bet on your uncle to win!"
"Yes."
Yang Xi shook his head helplessly, went out and came back, "Your Highness, the eldest princess is here."
Zhu Shou'an was carrying a bag that looked very heavy.
"Shou'er, what are you doing..." Prince Yu looked at his sister and threw the bag on the ground with a dull sound.
Zhu Shou'an untied the bundle, and inside was some gold and silver. "This is what I got when I was five, this is what I got when I was six, and this is..."
Prince Yu was stunned and thought to himself, I am indeed the poorest.
"What do you want to do with it?"
Zhu Shou'an looked up. "Third brother, please help me place the bet!"
"you……"
"I bet on my cousin to win!"
"Aren't you afraid of losing everything?" Prince Yu said, "Everyone in the palace has a pair of eyes for wealth and nobility. Without money, even we will run into obstacles everywhere."
"Don't worry!" The little girl clapped her hands. "At worst, I can go to my cousin's house for food and shelter."
But Prince Yu knew this was unrealistic.
"Oh! There's also this!" Zhu Shoumei took off the jade bracelet on her hand and placed it carefully on top.
"Isn't this given to you by your biological mother? Shoumei you..." Prince Yu remembered that his sister treasured this jade bracelet the most.
"After mother passed away, no one in the palace cared about me." Zhu Shou'an said with a smile, "Before mother passed away, you should not rush to believe someone who treats you well. You should wait. If he can always treat you well, then he is sincere."
The little girl said seriously: "I know that my uncle really treats me well."
……
Prince Yu got the data after the pawning and took a look. "Why is there more than a hundred strings of cash?"
Yang Xi chuckled.
"Speak!" Prince Yu said coldly. At this time, any accident could become a tool to attack him and his uncle.
"I have some private money..." Yang Xi lowered his head.
……
"It is said that the fourth son was severely beaten by Concubine Lu Jingfei."
Prince Yu brought Jiang Qingzhi the latest gossip.
"Why?" Jiang Qingzhi was reading a book. It was a serious book, reportedly written by Yang Shen in Yunnan.
"I do not know either."
……
This time, someone in the capital opened a bet on Jiang Qingzhi's so-called results. If Jiang Qingzhi won, the odds were 1 to 5, and if he lost, the odds were .
Although it was only , many people still placed bets.
Anyone who dares to open such a large market is definitely not a simple person.
Wang Ju is the person in charge, but he has the support of more than a dozen families behind him.
"Mr. Wang, someone has placed a bet." An attendant came in. Wang Ju was over 30 years old and looked pampered. "There have been countless people placing bets these days. Why is it that the wrong person came?"
The attendant said, "The voice sounds like someone from the palace."
"How much did it cost?" Wang Ju asked.
"Thirteen thousand strings of cash."
"Not much." Wang Ju said, "The concubines in the harem wouldn't dare to do such a thing, so only the eunuchs would. By the way, has the origin of the man who bet 300,000 strings of cash been found?"
The attendant shook his head, "Our men followed him that day, but were thrown away in a few seconds."
"Three hundred thousand strings of cash? Who is so generous as to spend so much?" Wang Ju was a little confused.
The attendant laughed and said, "Who cares! With the 300,000 strings of cash, we should have some left after paying off the bets that Jiang Qingzhi lost."
"Too."
……
It was a fine day with clear skies, and the emperor and his ministers left the capital.
When we arrived at the edge of Jiang Qingzhi's farm, we saw a field of wheat waves in front of us.
"Today is the wheat harvest day." Jiang Qingzhi said, humming a relaxing song.
Han Shan was waiting in front with a group of men and women.
"They said a distinguished person was coming, but why would he come here for no reason?" someone muttered.
"Who cares what he does? We just listen to our uncle," said Han Shan.
"Is it the prince who is coming?" Someone said, "Two young men came last time, and they looked like they were not ordinary people."
"Is he a god?" someone asked with a smile. "Your Majesty is a god, so isn't the prince also a god?" the man said seriously.
Han Shan said unhappily, "Who is the prince's teacher?"
"That's the Immortal Master!"
Hey!
Han Shan couldn't help but kick the guy. Then someone shouted, "Here they come."
Han Shan quickly stood up and shouted, "Stand up straight, don't embarrass Master Bo."
Everyone saw a group of people in front of them, surrounding a man in Taoist robes. Their uncle was next to the man in Taoist robes, pointing at the fields and saying something with a smile.
"Your Majesty, this is my Zhuangzi," said Jiang Qingzhi.
"I said I would give you a bigger one, but it was a little far away. I thought you didn't have many relatives around you, and I was afraid that the servants would take advantage of your youth and deceive you, so I got you a small farm near the capital."
Emperor Jiajing thought of how Jiang Qingzhi looked when he first arrived in the capital. "You were so skinny back then that I was worried. But now you look much stronger."
Jiang Qingzhi laughed and said, "My old clothes are no longer wearable."
"Eat more." Emperor Jiajing nodded.
"Yes." Jiang Qingzhi said seriously. Zhu Xizhong muttered, "I have never seen this guy so serious."
At this time, someone asked, "Long Wilbur, why are we here? Don't say we are here to help you harvest the wheat!"
Zhu Xizhong whispered behind Jiang Qingzhi, "Chen Yan, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel."
Emperor Jiajing said calmly: "Bugs are everywhere. My only way is to whip them every once in a while."
Comparing the ministers to bugs... Jiang Qingzhi smiled, and he turned back to look at Chen Yan, "Minister Chen is right."
Chen Yan is over 40 years old and looks very amiable with a smile on his face.
Sun Chonglou muttered, "The bitch is smiling, she is not a good person!"
Xu Wei said to Hu Zongxian: "I remember this person is from there, right?"
Hu Zongxian nodded, "This man seems kind, but his actions are quite cruel. Two years ago, he competed with someone for the position of Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. He seemed to be defeated, so he pretended to be generous and was quite respectful to that person. He even took the initiative to propose marriage for his daughter...
Just when the two families were discussing marriage, Chen Yan suddenly launched an attack and impeached his opponent on the grounds of corruption..."
“Is that person really corrupt?”
Hu Zongxian nodded, "He embezzled three hundred strings of cash."
"It's your own fault!" Xu Wei said.
"But there are rumors that the person who bribed is Chen Yan's distant cousin."
Damn it!
Xu Wei felt a chill down his spine. "How cruel and vicious!"
Hu Zongxian walked over and took the opportunity to tell Jiang Qingzhi about Chen Yan's background.
Nima!
This is not a sinister person, this is a poisonous person!
Just then, Emperor Jiajing stopped and looked at the wheat waves with a look of relief. Jiang Qingzhi said to Cui Yuan, "Old Cui, you are just a pretty face. You are far inferior to Chen Yan."
For the first time, Cui Yuan was not angry. Instead, he said coldly, "I don't even dare to provoke that kind of person. Be careful that you might be poisoned to death by him."
Jiang Qingzhi accidentally saw Xu Jie. Old Xu walked to the side of Emperor Jiajing seemingly casually, touched a few ears of wheat, and seemed to be filled with emotion.
Old Xu was even more sinister than Chen Yan, at least Chen Yan didn't marry his daughter to him in the end.
Chen Yan came over with a smile, "Chief Wilbur."
"Minister Chen." Jiang Qingzhi bowed lightly.
"I wonder what the rules are today?"
Gao Yiming, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, had been building up his strength today. After arriving at the farm, he looked around and found nothing unusual, so he started to attack.
"What is the result of what Long Wilbur said?" Gao Yiming pointed at the sun. "The sun is gradually rising. If we can verify the truth earlier, we can have fun without worry."
Jiang Qingzhi was talking to Zhou Xia in a low voice. Hearing this, he glanced at him and asked, "Is it urgent?"
"Urgent." Gao Yiming smiled.
Chen Yan said, "It's not urgent, but I saw a stream, I think there are a lot of fish here, if I see results soon, I can go fishing and add some food to today's trip."
Dao Ye turned around, and Jiang Qingzhi smiled and said, "It's right here!"
He pointed to the wheat field and said, "This is what I have achieved."
Everyone was stunned.
Gao Yiming said sharply: "Let me see..." He touched the wheat ears. "Could it be that eating this wheat will make me immortal? Hahahaha!"
Jiang Qingzhi looked at him with pity, "Master Gao, your mind is full of gods and ghosts, do you know how much this crop can yield per acre?"
Gao Yiming was stunned, and Jiang Qingzhi asked, "Master Gao, do you know how much the harvest per acre is for the people to survive?"
Gao Yiming: “…”
Jiang Qingzhi continued to ask: "Master Gao, do you know how to increase crop yields?"
Gao Yiming: “…”
Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "You don't know this or that. What does this Imperial Academy student learn? Is it all about knowledge? Can all about knowledge support your family? No! Those people are the ones who support your family!"
Jiang Qingzhi pointed at Han Shan and the others who were waiting over there, "But the people who support your family are regarded as bitches by you!"
Gao Yiming sneered, "So, Long Wilbur wants to show me the harvest today?"
Jiang Qingzhi nodded, "That's right."
Everyone looked at the wheat waves in astonishment.
"How much can the income increase be?" Someone whispered in Gao Yiming's ear. He sneered, "The wheat yield in the north is about one dan per mu. Do you think you can get one dan per bushel here?"
"What if there is?" Jiang Qingzhi asked back.
"Then how about I lead your horse today?"
Leading a horse is the posture of being a slave or a servant.
Jiang Qingzhi glanced at the Taoist priest and said, "Your Majesty."
"Hmm!" The Taoist snorted, thinking that this kid didn't even inform me in advance, it's obvious that it's time to beat him.
"Your Majesty, please look at the weather. Is the wheat harvest going well now?"
Are they trying to elevate the wheat harvest to the level of a national event?
All the old men present immediately understood Jiang Qingzhi's intention.
The Taoist took a look at the sky, counted with his fingers subconsciously... and then clenched his fist again.
"Can!"
Jiang Qingzhi waved his hand, and Han Shan led his men to the fields!
"Are you sure?" Zhu Xizhong asked.
Jiang Qingzhi took out the medicinal cigarette.
"Old Zhu, I once said that our business is extremely brilliant, and this is just the beginning..."
(End of this chapter)
