So far, I feel the happiest thing is when I return the money to Boss Lin, and I see his expression of surprise and disbelief. After accompanying An Yuanxi to the medical center to bandage his wounds, we went to the inn where Boss Lin temporarily lived to return the money to him. Boss Lin obviously didn't expect me to be able to raise money within ten days, and four days in advance, looking at the silver ticket I put on the coffee table, it took him a long time before he came back to his senses and said: "Boss Ye is really a person with a way, and he raised money in just a few days." ”

I smiled faintly: "Boss Lin can pay back the bill to the little girl, right?" ”

"That's that, since Boss Ye has paid off the debt, this debt will naturally be repaid to you." He ordered a bill of debt to be taken for me, and when I had verified that it was correct, I received it in my bosom.

Boss Lin said with a smile: "Boss Ye is an honest person, since he has the ability to raise money, I don't know if he intends to redeem the embroidery village and the hot pot restaurant?" ”

"Can I redeem it?" I raised my eyebrows, why is this Boss Lin suddenly so easy to speak.

"Naturally, it can be redeemed, but I am not good at the operation of embroidery and hot pot restaurants, and I am not ready to put more effort into it." Boss Lin smiled, "If the girl is willing to redeem it, she is willing to sell this favor, and she should make amends for her rudeness to Boss Lin before." ”

Laugh at! That's a nice thing to say, selling favors? I'm afraid that you don't know how to run it, the base of the hot pot restaurant is boiled at home and sent to the store every time, even if you can eat some ingredients, it is not the same taste, see how many days can you open without the hot pot base? And if the embroidery village does not have my tricks, at most it can only be made into a mediocre shop that is no different from other embroidery villages, what to compete with the "Yunshang Fang"?

I smiled faintly, I still have five hundred taels of silver on hand, this money can only redeem my four hot pot restaurants at most, but I can't redeem it right now, An Yuanxi is standing behind me, he doesn't know that there are still five hundred taels of money to sell songs, and I am not ready to let him know the origin of this money, I am afraid that this matter cannot be negotiated in front of An Yuanxi. After thinking for a while, I looked up and said, "Boss Lin, the little woman doesn't have so much silver to redeem now, if Boss Lin really intends to let the little woman redeem the shop, give some time to the little woman to think of a way, how about it?" ”

"That's a natural ......" Boss Lin laughed, "Boss Ye is an honest person, Lin is most willing to do business with people like you, Xiuzhuang and four hot pot restaurants, Boss Ye intends to redeem it, so he will pay two thousand taels for a period of ten days, how about it?" ”

"Deal." He didn't quote indiscriminately, before the shop plus my private money, paid off the debt of 4,000 taels, and now he let me redeem the shop at a price of 2,000 taels, which is almost worth this price, I quickly agreed.

Out of the inn, An Yuanxi asked me, "Are you sure you can raise money within ten days?" ”

"Hmm." I can also go to Fengyue Lou to sell songs, but I can't let the nerds know.

"How? Do you still want to ask Fu Dakang? An Yuanxi's tone was weird.

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

When he heard me say this, he didn't say anything more, and it seemed that he really couldn't tell him about the five hundred taels. I looked into his tired eyes and said softly, "Did you stay up all night yesterday?" Let's go back and sleep first, don't make it difficult for you to do this, don't go to copy books and set up stalls, take care of your hand injuries, don't care about it, what is wrong with it......"

He looked at me steadily, a shallow smile on his lips: "You're so wordy today." ”

I was stunned, and when I saw that he seemed to be smiling, I said angrily: "Who wants to ramble you." ”

His smile deepened, the corners of his lips bloomed into two small shallow dimples, and my face flushed: "Home!" ”

He helped me into the donkey cart and drove slowly out of town. Maybe it's because I'm no longer in debt, sitting side by side with An Yuanxi, looking at the scenery along the way, my mood has always been very relaxed. In the suburbs in spring, there is a sea of green, farmland, cooking smoke, streams, distant mountains, and trees, forming a peaceful scenery of the fields. The pond near home, sparkling, the emerald green leaves on the edge of the pond, the reflection on the water and the soft aquatic plants, all have an undisturbable quiet beauty, and the moss on the stones is moist, absorbing fresh air and sunlight. I suddenly felt that God was actually still taking care of me, and I was very happy and happy to live like this.

In this way, happily and quietly, ushered in the annual poetry conference in Cangdu.

Fu Dakang sent someone to pick me up in the morning, and I still wore men's clothes, pretending to be Fu Dakang's scholar, and went with him to the poetry competition. I thought that this poetry conference was also looking for an open place to set up a platform in the city, but I didn't expect Fu Dakang's car to stop in front of a big mansion. Raising his eyes to look at the plaque, inscribed with the words "Lifang Courtyard", he said curiously: "Young Master, is the Poetry Contest held here?" ”

Fu Dakang saw that I arrived here and began to call him young master, he was very satisfied with my journey, and said with a smile: "This Lifang Courtyard is the other courtyard of Yongle Hou, and the annual poetry competition is held here. ”

I nodded, presumably this Yongle Hou is also one of the organizers of this poetry conference, so he is willing to lend his private property to carry out this event. At this time, the gate of the "Lifang Courtyard" was opened, and there were four family members standing on the left and right, and there were people who looked like stewards to welcome guests, and the bright red carpet was spread at the door, which was particularly grand. Fu Dakang handed over the post, took me in, as soon as I entered the gate is a blue brick shadow wall, engraved with pine crane with spring, lotus peony, Sui Han Sanyou, Fu Lu Suxi and other patterns of exquisite brick carving. Turn the shadow wall, is a small courtyard, there is a round arch in front, there are rockery flower beds on both sides of the door, step into the round arch, you will see that it is a big garden, and it is a rockery with a strange shape, this pattern, quite like the layout of the Humble Administrator's Garden in Suzhou that I have visited, but it seems to be larger than the area of the Humble Administrator's Garden, because I have walked with Fu Dakang for a long time, are still in the garden, I have not seen the house, and the flowers, grass, stones and trees in the garden seem to have been carefully arranged and deployed, I look left and right, a courtyard has such a scale, It seems that this Yongle Hou is really very, very rich and powerful.

"Yo, isn't this our 'Fulu' rich young master?" A sharp man's voice suddenly sounded in front of me, I turned my head to look, but saw a few brocade boys standing, the one at the head was quite handsome, but the eyes were too gloomy, making people feel very uncomfortable for no reason.

Fu Dakang obviously knew the man in front of him, but he also didn't have a good look on his face, and snorted: "Who is my Dao, it turns out to be Nian Gongzi." ”

That year, Childe smiled: "What? The rich young master is also interested in coming to the poetry club today? ”

"Why, you are young and honorable, and I can't come to be rich and prosperous?" Fu Dakang's tone was not good, I remembered that in the Qinglou, Fu Dakang scolded this young man in his mouth, it seems that these two people must have had some festivals in the past.

"The rich young master naturally came if he wanted to come, but ......," Young Rong sneered, "If you make a poem of 'pig and dog' again, you will be humiliated when you come." ”

"Young Rong, you think you have a lot of ability, you came out on top last year, but you stole the topic early in the morning and asked someone to prepare the poem. Speaking of which, you don't have much brilliance, you are inferior to me. Fu Dakang was angered by Nian Yongrong's ridiculous tone, "Nian Shaorong, you are not so lucky this year, if you don't believe it, let's see!" ”

"Rich fat man, what are you talking about!" Nian Shaorong was furious, stretched out his hand and pushed Fu Dakang, but where could he push Fu Dakang's fat meat, Fu Dakang snorted, pushed it backwards, but pushed Nian Shaorong to the ground, Nian Shaorong's follower quickly helped him up, Fu Dakang sneered: "I can't do it!" He turned to me and said, "Let's go!" ”

"Rich and fat, don't go......" Nian Shaorong was furious, Fu Da Kangli ignored him, and walked straight forward, I turned my head and saw Nian Shaorong being pulled by his followers: "Forget it, Brother Nian, why bother to be like a layman like him, just win him on the field to get angry!" ”

When Shaorong heard this, he thought that he couldn't take advantage of Fu Dakang in a fight, so he snorted and gave up stupidly. But his eyes stared at Fu Dakang's back resentfully, I shuddered, and said in a low voice: "Young master, who is Shaorong this year?" Why can't I get along with you like this? ”

"What kind of thing is he, but he is a man of the Yongle Hou family who eats white rice." Fu Dakang was so angry by Young Rong that he didn't leave virtue under his mouth, "He is the nephew of the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion, his father died when he was a child, and he and his mother have been dead in the Hou Mansion for nothing, and he really thinks of himself as the Young Master Sun of the Hou Mansion, I bah!" ”

It sounded so complicated, like a grudge against a wealthy family, I smiled and said, "Then how could the young master make an enmity with him?" ”

"Hmph, he is jealous that my family is rich, and always says that our rich family is nouveau riche. It's okay if you don't have money, but you can't see that others have money. Fu Dakang hummed angrily. I nodded, and I found out how many percent, this young man is a wealthy young master under the fence, his status is probably about the same as Sister Lin, and he is about a little talented, and he is not used to seeing Fu Dakang, a vassal and elegant nouveau riche young master, and Fu Dakang's family is rich, and he can't look down on this young master of the Hou Mansion who eats white rice with an unjustifiable name.

Alas, there are also those who dare to love these wealthy sons who are not used to each other, so I continued to ask: "Young master, who is this Yongle Hou?" ”

"What?" Fu Dakang turned his head and glared at me, his surprised expression as if I was a Martian, "You don't even know Yongle Hou?" Are you from Tiancao Country? ”

It seems that I asked a question that I shouldn't have asked, and I smiled stupidly: "In the remote and backward hometown, where do you know what the ...... of the marquis and lord?"

"Hey, that's it, don't ask the second person about this, others will definitely laugh at you for not being knowledgeable." Fu Dakang was thoughtful, but he didn't think much about it, but when I really didn't know, "I tell you, Yongle Hou is the richest person in the world, not only our Tiancao country, but also the four countries, where can you find a richer than Yongle Hou, no one knows how much money he has, this world is ......" He looked left and right, and saw that there was no one around, so he lowered his voice and said in my ear: "Although this world is the emperor's world, everyone says that the money in this world is Yongle Hou's." ”

Isn't it too much of an exaggeration to be so rich? Can the emperor tolerate him? I recall that Shen Wansan, who was extremely rich in the Ming Dynasty, was rich enough to rival the country, but was exiled by Zhu Yuanzhang, a person who was so rich that even Emperor Yanjing was red-eyed, could he tolerate such a person in his world who could shake his throne at any time? Just like when Yu Gongzi secretly contributed to the Wujimen case, I naively thought it was because of my relationship that I had experienced so many things to understand? How can a superior be so superficial? What am I? Small as a drop in the ocean. Chu Yan's wealth and the hidden danger of Wujimen are the fundamental reasons for his murderous moves.

"Young master, don't talk nonsense, if someone hears it, you will be killed." I also lowered my voice, "This world belongs to the emperor, and of course the money is also the emperor's." ”

"Hey, you don't know, Yongle Hou is not just rich." The spirit of Fu Dakang's gossip came, and he continued to whisper for me to eliminate illiteracy, "The ancestor of Yongle Hou was originally fighting the country with the founding emperor of my dynasty, and I heard that it was the brother of the founding grandfather, and he contributed money and efforts, and after laying down the country, the grandfather personally awarded the title of Marquis of Yongle, which was hereditary from generation to generation. After a few dynasties, the foundation of the Yongle Hou clan was wrong and powerful. If Hou Ye moves his hands and feet, the world will be shaken. I heard that as long as Yongle Hou supports which prince to be the emperor, that prince will definitely be able to become the emperor, we are now the saint, the biological mother came from a humble background, and then I don't know why she was beaten into the cold palace, the saint has not been favored by the first emperor, originally everyone thought that this world would be the most favored by the saint The nine princes sit, but I didn't expect that our current saint didn't know how to get the support of the Hou Ye, and he was put on the throne. Although in recent years, the Marquis of Yongle has been partial to Cangdu and has gradually ignored anything, but it is an unwritten practice that the officials of the Beijing Division must visit the Marquis of Yongle when they come to Cangdu. ”

I nodded, it turns out that Yongle Hou is the defender and supporter of today's sainthood, I don't know if every emperor Yanjing in the Tiancao Kingdom was put on the throne by the Yongle Hou family? It's no wonder that they can be rich in the world for so many years without losing anything, but the mediocre emperor will probably be a puppet as they wish, if it is a person like Yu Gongzi, will he be willing to be restrained by the Yongle Hou clan all the time? I'm afraid that there will be a time when Shen Wansan's fate will be Yongle Hou's fate?

Hehe, but what's the matter with me? These political struggles are too far away from me, an ordinary little woman. Maybe after I have finished this life, I may not be able to see these ebb and flow, and now these stories are just as listening to a legend and talking about it after dinner.

——2006、12、1

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