Yi Housheng has changed his boss, which is no less than earthquake news in Nanjing's business circles.

For a time, the streets of Nanjing were boiling about the consumption of righteousness and welfare.

It's autumn, Zhen Niang hugged a stack of children's clothes and pants and went to Li's ink shop, Xi Ge'er's mother is about to give birth, Zhao is going back to Huizhou, Zhen Wei sent the clothes and pants, and naturally accompanied Zhao to talk.

The autumn wind poured straight into the courtyard, rolled up the fallen leaves in the courtyard, and slapped on the pillars of the courtyard, Zhao was opening the door, looking like he was going out, and when he saw Zhen Niang coming in, he said, "It's just right, I'm going to go to your place for a walk." ”

"Mother, what's the matter?" Zhen Niang smiled as she placed the cloth bag in her arms on the table next to her.

"What else? Let me ask you, what's going on with Yi Housheng? Wen Qian just drove people out of Yihousheng like this? Zhao asked with a frown, and then said angrily: "Now that this matter has spread throughout Nanjing, you are still hiding it from me." ”

"Mother, I didn't hide it from you, this is not a big deal, Yi Housheng was originally Wen Qian's brothers, and Wen Qian was not alone." Zhenniang sat down with her mother.

"That's what I said, but who doesn't know that Yi Housheng was built by Wen Qian alone, if there was no Wen Qian, how could Yi Housheng have the scale it has today." Zhao retorted, for fear that his daughter and son-in-law would be too good at talking and let others bully him.

Of course, she also understands in her heart that her daughter and son-in-law have been rolling in the mall for so many years, and they are definitely not easy to get along with, but they are just mothers, and they always think that their own people are being bullied.

"Mother, my daughter thinks it's good now. There is no shortage of food or clothing in our family. In the past, Wen Qian was busy with the business of righteousness and welfare. Either run to the two seas or go to the north, the two oceans and the northland, which place can live in peace? Every time Wen Qian goes out, his daughter always can't sleep well at night, but now he is leisurely every day, and his father has someone to eat and drink with him, and his daughter is much more down-to-earth. Zhen Niang smiled and snuggled in her mother's arms, smelling the scent of soap on her mother's body. Very comfortable.

As for some of the facts inside, Zhen Niang would not tell the Zhao family too clearly, for fear that she would worry.

"That's just as well." Hearing what Zhenniang said, and seeing that Zhenniang and Wen Qian really didn't care about these things, the Zhao family let go.

Speaking of business, the past few years have not been as easy as in previous years.

"It's okay, business is getting harder and harder to do now, not to mention anything else, just now. Our patrol fence is collecting taxes again. Zhao said a little angrily.

"And taxes, what kind of tax is this?" Zhen Niang asked strangely. In recent years, the tax rate of the imperial court is getting higher and higher, and there are more and more projects, although Nanjing's business is booming, but most of the business has been invested in the big families, just like the previous land donation, which is equivalent to the business dependent on the big families to survive, otherwise, the business can not be done at all. But in this way, various businesses have also become a money-making tool for high-ranking families.

In this way, there is even more polarity between the rich and the poor, the poor get poorer, and the rich get richer.

"King Lu's wedding gold bead tax." Zhao said.

As soon as she heard Zhao say this, Zhen Niang remembered it and couldn't help pouting.

King Lu is the younger brother of Emperor Wanli, fifteen years old this year, Emperor Wanli and this younger brother have a very good relationship, not long ago, on the grounds that King Lu wants to marry, he ordered the household to take more than 3,800 taels of gold, 87,000 pieces of green ruby, more than 100,000 pearls of various colors, more than 100,000 coral pearls, and so on, almost hollowed out the entire household, so a level of pressure, there is such a Lu Wang wedding gold bead tax, now it has caused a piece of public resentment.

"Now the commercial tax has increased, the door fee, the fixed tax has also increased, and there is also the color of the silver, plus now on the ground, there are many bullies making trouble, your father has discussed with Wen You, and plans to close the branch in Nanjing, but Wen You said that this Li Mo market in Nanjing was worked hard by you back then, and I have to ask you if you want to close it." Zhao sighed.

Li Mo's current situation, Zhen Niang is clear, not to mention anything else, just the quota fee and the door stall fee are a big expense, plus over the years, the older generation of ink makers of the Li family have retreated, but the new generation of ink makers has not grown up, and now only Sun Wenjie is supporting, in addition, because of the fierce battle between the two families, some skilled technicians have also been poached by the two.

Li Mo has long lost the scenery he used to have.

Nowadays, Li Mo is in Huizhou, and the scale can only be regarded as second-rate, but fortunately, Li Mo specializes in high-precision pieces, and some literati's customized ink is still quite marketable, and this piece is enough to support Li Mo's current situation, and this aspect is all admired to come to the door, and therefore, there is no need for a branch in Nanjing to open, after all, it is a lot of expenses to maintain the operation of the store in Nanjing.

Besides, Yi Hou was born and was about to come to a catastrophe, and Zhen Niang was afraid that it would be involved a lot, so she nodded and said: "I agree to close, and now Nanjing's business is indeed becoming more and more difficult to do." Zhenniang nodded.

"Nacheng, this time I'll go back, just let your father discuss this matter with Wenyou and deal with it." Zhao said.

Zhen Niang nodded, but she was quite emotional in her heart, sure enough, ups and downs, ups and downs, rise and fall are the norm of business.

is on the side of righteousness and health, and it has also reached the critical point of rise and fall.

Then Zhenniang chatted with Zhao for a few more words, and then went back to Luo's house.

When I arrived at the door, I saw three people and three riders, stopped at the door of my house, the first one, wearing a brocade robe, short beard and black face, in his fifties, full of dust and frost. This person Zhenniang is recognized, when Li Mo Nanjing Mozhuang opened, he was invited by Luo Wenqian to cheer, it was Qi Shuai Qi, but now compared with the year, there is less sharpness and more vicissitudes, but the whole person is more deep and majestic.

Where did Zhen Niang dare to be lazy, and quickly stepped forward to salute: "Lord Qi." ”

"Zhenniang, you're back, just right, go warm wine, I'll accompany Lord Qi to eat and talk." At this time, Luo Wenqian came out of the house, first saluted Lord Qi, and then said to Zhenniang.

"Okay, please sit in the house, Lord Qi, and the concubine will go to warm the wine." Zhen Niang said the blessing and took Xinghuaer to the kitchen.

In the ink washing pavilion in the backyard, the eaves at the corner of the pavilion are pointing to the plum branches on the side, dry but powerful. Jump over the cornices. Straight to the sky. With an unyielding, upward erection.

On the stone table in the hall, a plate of deer lips, a plate of dried spices, plus a plate of peanuts, three kinds of side dishes, Zhenniang served the warm plum wine and poured it for the two. Then he retreated to the outside of the pavilion. Accompany the ugly woman to enjoy the flowers.

"Lord Qi, where are you going?" After taking a sip of wine, Luo Wenqian asked.

"I'm not going anywhere for the time being, just go around Nanjing, find someone to eat and drink, and I guess after a while, I'm afraid I'll have to transfer to Guangdong." Lord Qi drained the wine in the cup in one gulp, there was a kind of unwillingness in it, this time he received the order to return to Beijing to resign, but this reassignment repeatedly hit a wall, and he asked someone to inquire. The imperial court no longer planned to let him return to the northern frontier to defend it.

In the north, he had built a defensive line. He has ambitions and wants to drive the Tartars to Mobei completely, but unfortunately he is afraid that his ambition will not be fulfilled.

He was depressed, so he went to Nanjing under the pretext of visiting friends.

"Okay, I'll have two more drinks with the adults." Luo Wenqian also knew some of the situation of Lord Qi, and naturally understood that he was depressed in his chest, and he only drank alcohol, so he didn't say much, but frequently persuaded him to drink.

"Okay,." Master Qi raised his wine glass happily, drank the wine dry, and then asked, "By the way, I heard that you withdrew from Yihousheng?" ”

"Hmm." Luo Wenqian nodded.

"It's fine." Lord Qi nodded, the reason why he came to Nanjing this time to come to see Luo Wenqian was to find someone to drink and relieve the stuffiness in his chest, and at the same time, he also wanted Luo Wenqian to know that the emperor had become jealous of Zhang's family.

And some words don't need to be explained, so the next thing you go back and forth with me, a pot of plum wine will be drunk cleanly.

The two talked about some things in the DPRK and China, and Hai Rui had been reinstated by the emperor and appointed as the secretary of Nanjing Tongzheng Zuo. At the beginning, because Hai Jui was unreasonable, Zhang Juzheng never used him although he admired him, and now the emperor obviously wants to borrow Hai Rui's name for Hai Rui's revenge.

"Farewell, the mountains don't turn around, there will be a period later." After chatting, Lord Qi said goodbye with a smile.

"Slow down, adults." Luo Wenqian sent Lord Qi to the door and watched the three of them leave in three horses.

Zhen Niangzi also followed Luo Wenqian to the door, the autumn wind was blowing, and the chill was getting deeper.

"The emperor's intention is clear." Watching Lord Qi leave with three horses, Luo Wenqian took Zhen Niang's hand, and the two looked at each other, and Zhen Niang understood in her heart, it's almost now, it's November, December, and the court is going to move towards Feng Bao.

It's December in the blink of an eye,

Capital.

The winter of the tenth year of Wanli is particularly cold, since the beginning of winter, it has snowed several times, and at the city gate hole, the city gate soldiers have to drag some frozen corpses to the mass graves outside the city every day.

Early in the morning, the old soldiers of the city gate walked down the city tower, and when they opened the city gate, they saw two frozen corpses.

"I'm freezing to death again." On the side, a young city gate soldier sighed a little unbearably. The veteran glanced at the frozen zombie body on the ground, then looked at his young counterpart, and said indifferently with a somewhat numb look: "In these years, where are there no dead people, the zombie Tartars in the north, the Japanese in the South China Sea, and the hunger in Shanxi, even some Tusi are also uneasy, and the rich Nanzhili Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas are also flooded...... I've heard that a lot of people died. ”

"That's right." The young city gate soldiers hung their heads, and their lives were becoming more and more chaotic.

And at this moment, several palace guards escorted an old father-in-law, who was slightly chubby and wearing a half-worn cotton jacket, but where could he block the cold wind, shivering as he walked.

The guards were giggling, kicking their feet from time to time, and the father-in-law seemed not to be kicking himself, letting others kick him, not caring at all, but his lips trembled from time to time.

The young city gate soldier looked at the father-in-law, first unconsciously, and then his eyes suddenly widened, and the finger of the man couldn't help but point at the father-in-law and pointed at the old city gate soldier on the side: "This...... This ...... Isn't it the Gonggong Feng in the palace, the head of the East Factory? ”

This father-in-law is a legend in Beijing, there are countless mansions in Beijing, and his family wealth is inexhaustible, why is he like this now?

"You kid can't die." The old city gate soldier reached out and patted the young city gate soldier's hand vigorously, and then pulled him to the side, watching a few guards escort Feng Bao out of the city.

Outside the city, there was snow and ice.

"You don't know, Gonggong Feng called someone to sue, I heard that the gold and silver wealth in the family must have exceeded the inner treasury in the palace, bullying the king and harming the country, and he should have been beheaded, but the emperor remembered that he had served for a long time, left him alive, and sent him to Nanjing to guard the tomb." The official road of the city gate for the elderly.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, the invincible Feng Bao fell!!!

……………………………… (To be continued......)

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