Chapter 315 A Business Even My Mother Can Sell
Jiang Qingzhi was called by the Taoist priest, and the two went to Yongshou Palace together.
The Taoist didn't need any means of transportation. The two of them walked slowly along the way.
"Six of my eight princes are dead. I often wonder why this happened. Is it really God's will? I inherited the throne as a minor prince, which was God's gift. But everything will turn around, and after great fortune, there will be great disaster. So the emperor and his subjects turned against each other, and my children died..."
Jiang Qingzhi felt that the Taoist was a little crazy, "Your Majesty, many things have nothing to do with God's will, otherwise how could Changle be saved from danger?"
"Qingzhi, don't blaspheme the gods."
For the first time, Daoye said to Jiang Qingzhi in a serious tone: "Do you know that it is God's will that you can wear this dress?"
Uh!
Jiang Qingzhi was a little confused.
"If a mulberry or hemp plant is planted at the right time, the farmer can pick it at the right time, spin it and weave it at the right time... and it will be bought at the right time... Many seemingly coincidental coincidences will lead to the sale of this piece of cloth to your house. From the time the mulberry or hemp is planted to the time it is bought to your house, if there is a mistake in the middle, the cloth will become someone else's."
Taoist turned around, put his hands behind his back and looked at Jiang Qingzhi, "Do you still dare to say that all this is not God's will?"
Jiang Qingzhi was already numb.
When they arrived at the Yongshou Palace, the Taoist priest asked people to prepare food.
"I want some drinks too."
"Your Majesty..." This was the first time that the Taoist priest took the initiative to ask for drinks, so Huang Jin couldn't help but ask.
"I feel so happy." The Taoist waved his hand, signaling Huang Jin to get out quickly.
Only Daoye and Jiang Qingzhi were left in the hall.
"How confident are you today?"
"Sixty percent." Jiang Qingzhi said with an exaggerated expression. If there was no penicillin as a foundation, Jiang Qingzhi would not even have a 10% chance of success.
"understood."
Afterwards, the food was served. The Taoist was in high spirits and raised his glass frequently. During the meal, he even took the initiative to ask about Jiang Qingzhi's offspring.
"When others were your age, their children would be running around. Don't play around and have a baby quickly. I..."
For you to play, right?
Jiang Qingzhi grabbed the frost-browed girl who passed by proudly and rubbed her hard a few times, "Your Majesty, I think the statement that two dragons cannot meet each other is worth discussing..."
The prince was poisoned to death. It's impossible for you to never see your two sons again in your life, right?
The Taoist said in a gloomy voice: "I know that there is 99% doubt about what you said."
That's it!
Jiang Qingzhi has always felt that Daoye's character has become more and more aloof, which has a lot to do with the lack of family members around him.
"But I dare not take that almost non-existent risk!"
After returning home, Jiang Qingzhi said to Li Tian: "Today I finally understand the compassion of parents. When I have a child in the future, I will teach him well."
"How is Changle?" Li Tian asked.
"I'm awake." Jiang Qingzhi yawned, "Don't let them disturb me if nothing happens."
He went to the study, threw the person onto the recliner, and closed his eyes with a creaking sound.
The big tripod is accelerating...
faster and faster.
Could it be that saving Changle would also have an impact on the country's destiny?
Jiang Qingzhi was guessing.
He suddenly thought of the relaxed look on Taoist's face when he was drinking today.
Dao Ye seldom drinks, and never drinks on his own initiative.
This means that one is in a very happy mood.
What's extra in Dao Ye?
Jiang Qingzhi thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that it was a chance for survival.
When his daughter, who was predicted to be dead by the imperial doctors, was brought back to life, the Taoist seemed to have escaped from the curse of being doomed.
I can’t say that the whole person has been reborn, but I can feel the vitality.
What impact will a Taoist priest who is full of vitality rather than lifeless have on the future of the Ming Dynasty?
With a strongly supportive emperor as a backing, various subsequent measures to save the Ming Dynasty can be implemented calmly.
This is the basis!
Yes!
It must be so!
Jiang Qingzhi never expected that saving a person could actually bring him rewards.
What a surprise!
The numbers keep turning.
...
"More, Master Ding, more!"
Jiang Qingzhi was like a gambler, staring at the scrolling numbers and stopped.
years.
There was a year when Jiang Qingzhi couldn't stop laughing.
"Where's the reward, Master Ding!"
There are shadows in the void that are constantly solidifying...
Then countless cardboard boxes fell into the space.
What the hell!
So many, what the hell?
Jiang Qingzhi said: "Come out!"
A box fell on the desk.
"Toast?"
Jiang Qingzhi blinked, took out a knife and opened the cardboard box.
The box was filled with toast in bags.
"This is... meat floss flavor."
"This is red bean toast, coconut toast, and fuck! There's even bacon toast. Master Ding, I can't finish all the toasts even if I die!"
The big tripod turned slowly, and the copper rust seemed to become brighter.
Jiang Qingzhi was in tears as he looked at the hundreds of boxes of toast in the space.
"Master, Lao Hu wants to see you."
Sun Chonglou was guarding the gate outside, looking at the blue sky and white clouds boredly, and he felt that they looked like steamed buns.
"A meat bun would be nice."
Sun Chonglou was in his prime, so Fu Cheng would prepare a special meal for him every day, either dried meat or meat patties.
A piece of something was handed to him. Sun Chonglou smelled the fragrance, took it and took a bite, "It's meat floss!"
"Is it delicious?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
“It’s delicious, better than the one at home!”
Industrial products of later generations are invincible in this era. Poor kid, he doesn't know that what he eats every day is pure natural, pollution-free green food.
Jiang Qingzhi went to the front yard.
"Uncle!"
Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei were both there.
"Two merchants are preparing to ship those books today," said Hu Zongxian.
"I remember I have already ordered the gatekeepers to strictly check all books leaving the Ming Dynasty..." Jiang Qingzhi was suddenly startled, "I forgot that money makes the world go round."
"They must have bribed the soldiers guarding the gate today." Xu Wei said, "My Lord, the front guard of the palace army has approached His Majesty, and together with the left guard of the Tiger Guard, this has made many people feel uneasy. This is especially true for those generals in the capital who are just sitting there doing nothing. I think we should use this as an opportunity to take action against them directly!"
Hu Zongxian said: "The guards of the capital have trained well this year!"
Xu Wei sneered, "They are just for show."
"How do you know?"
"I met a few generals drinking that day and overheard them. These idiots were so smug that they said they only needed to put on an act to get a reward from the Ministry of War. It shows that God favors the lucky ones."
"Where did you hear that?" Hu Zongxian asked suspiciously.
"Brothel!" Xu Wei said lightly.
"Find a decent woman!" Jiang Qingzhi regretted his words as soon as they came out of his mouth. He thought of how Xu Wei went crazy and killed his wife.
Am I not bringing up something that is not relevant?
"No hurry." Xu Wei said, "If I don't meet someone who makes my heart beat, I would rather be alone in this life."
"No yang can survive alone." Hu Zongxian said sinisterly.
"Lao Hu, you went to get medicine secretly last time, and I happened to see a few herbs, such as Epimedium... Woo woo woo!"
Hu Zongxian covered the man's mouth and said to Jiang Qingzhi awkwardly: "The doctor said that my legs and feet are a little damp and cold..."
"Yes, dampness and cold!" Jiang Qingzhi nodded.
Men can't say they can't do it.
"Master, someone is coming from the palace."
The person who came was Li Shu.
"This is the clothes the princess made for the uncle a while ago." Li Shu handed Jiang Qingzhi a bundle.
Jiang Qing’s past and present lives totaled more than 40 years, and his old father’s sense of relief was instantly filled.
"I'll take a look."
The clothes fit him unexpectedly. Jiang Qingzhi turned around and asked, "Your Majesty, have you got it?"
Li Shu nodded, "The princess made one for His Majesty first. When I gave it to him before, His Majesty despised it..."
"Only those who dislike the goods are the buyers." Jiang Qingzhi smiled, imagining that the Taoist priest said he disliked the goods but was actually very happy behind others' backs, and he couldn't help laughing.
"The two princes found out and begged the princess to make one for each of them." Li Shu covered her mouth and laughed secretly.
"Brothers are kind to each other, and they love their sisters. A harmonious family brings prosperity!"
Jiang Qingzhi was quite pleased, but he knew that this situation could not last long.
As the two princes grow older, the issue of establishing a crown prince will be mentioned by many people.
What will Dao Ye do?
Historically, Dao Ye suppressed this matter. On the one hand, he was confident in his own body, and on the other hand, Jiang Qingzhi felt that he was worried about the judgment that the two dragons would never meet.
After Li Shu left, Sun Bu Tong came back.
"Uncle, they are going to leave the city in the afternoon."
"Then you can have one more meal!" Jiang Qingzhi said coldly.
He thought of a wealthy merchant from the northwest in another time and space.
Those people would sell anything for money.
"They even dare to sell out their own ancestors!" During lunch, Jiang Qingzhi changed the way the incident sounded and told it to his wife as a story.
"That's a beast!" Li Tian and the vast majority of Ming people at this moment shared the same idea that those who betrayed their ancestors are not considered human beings.
"Husband, I'm a little sleepy." Li Tian has been feeling sleepy lately.
"How about asking an imperial physician... no, a medical doctor to take a look?" Jiang Qingzhi touched her forehead, which was slightly warm.
"Just get some sleep."
Jiang Qingzhi waited until she fell asleep and then went to the front yard.
The guards assembled.
"Master, do you want to inform the Five Cities Military Department and the Imperial Guard?"
Jiang Qingzhi shook his head, "I'm afraid of alerting the enemy."
Xu Wei said: "My Lord just wants to make a target to let those wealthy merchants know what to do and what not to do. This matter must not be made public, otherwise it will become a joke if it gets away with it."
……
At this moment at the North Gate, the soldiers guarding the city were hiding inside the gate, some were dozing off, and some were staring outside in a daze.
The sun was shining brightly outside, and the reflected light was blinding and uncomfortable.
Dozens of large trucks drove slowly over.
The two merchants handed over the travel permit and the note from the Ministry of Revenue with a smile.
"To the northwest?"
"Yes."
The sergeants checked casually and said, "Let's go!"
The convoy slowly drove out of the north gate.
The businessman Chen Xin smiled and said to his companion Lu Haoshu: "I said that there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. Jiang Qingzhi has been watching us for a while, can he watch us forever? Look, we are out now!"
Lu Haoshu looked back at the city gate and saw that the soldiers were still lazy. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Thinking of the high profits that Altan's tribe was eagerly waiting for, he couldn't help but feel excited. "Last time, the merchant from Altan's tribe said that if we can get the news about the Nine Frontiers, we will pay a high price."
Chen Xin hesitated for a moment, and Lu Haoshu stretched out two fingers and said, "This number."
Chen Xin's face flushed instantly. "Damn it, for this amount of money, I can even sell my own mother!"
"The business with Altan Khan is in charge of Jiang Qingzhi. I can't see through this man. Let's sell this batch of books first to test the waters. If everything goes well, we can collect information next..." Lu Haoshu lowered his voice.
"There are so many people in the capital watching Jiang Qingzhi, how can he have time to watch us, don't worry." Chen Xin felt light all over, "If this deal can really be made, even if it's Jiang Qingzhi, I dare to hire someone to kill him!"
On the official road ahead, more than ten riders were waiting quietly.
The men and horses were quiet.
The young man in the lead held a cigarette in his mouth, patted his mount's neck, and said with a smile, "Are you here?"
(End of this chapter)
