Chapter 7 Families have surplus food

A group of guards and a carriage left Linjiang City at dawn and headed for the lower village.

There were two masters and servants sitting in the carriage, the master was naturally Dong Shulan, and the servant was one of the small flags she brought on this trip.

Xiao Qi cut an apple with a knife and handed it to Dong Shulan, and asked, "Miss, the slave doesn't understand very well, the four major cloth merchants and three major grain merchants of the Linjiang Poetry Society came uninvited yesterday...... This is clearly a retreat. According to the slave maid, if Miss gave Qu Ji another greeting post last night, the cloth merchant alliance would completely collapse, and the price would ...... Naturally, you can talk about it as much as you want. ”

Dong Shulan nibbled on the apple and said with a smile: "My little flag is making rapid progress, but ...... Think about it again, if I had written a note to Qu last night, would I have been a little more urgent in the eyes of those old foxes? In addition, don't forget that Qu Sumei, the second daughter of Qu Shanglai, the head of the Qu Ji family, is the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, and the ** of the Zhang family's big house has also set a relationship with the eldest son of Liu Ji Dafang. The son of the Huang family married the eldest daughter of the grain merchant Yang Ji...... It's a net, and these businessmen are tied together in the form of marriage, and you think it can be easily broken? ”

Dong Shulan shook her head and said a little lazily: "In the past two months, what they have shown is just what they want me to feel. ”

Xiaoqi frowned and asked, "So, those concessions, in fact, they all discussed with each other?" ”

"Not exactly, there are also their worries, after all, I only want one cloth merchant and grain merchant, and the bread is so big, whoever can eat it is the winner. In the face of sufficiently large interests, the relationship between in-laws will not be strong. ”

"Then let's go to the village to see the Fu family...... What does it mean? ”

"First, I will dry them first, and secondly, I am telling the three major grain merchants that since they do not take the initiative, then I will directly draw salaries from the bottom of the kettle."

"If the Fu family doesn't pick up, what should I do?"

"Yes, the Fu family has 10,000 hectares of land in Linjiang, and the grain produced accounts for 20% of Linjiang. Maybe their profits will be a little less, but the name of the imperial merchant is the main thing, and I don't believe that Fu Daguan only wants to be a big landlord in Linjiang, and does not want to run some other ones. ”

Dong Shulan didn't say that she had received a letter from her father, and she didn't understand how this big landlord in Linjiang got to know her father.

Of course, this is just a curiosity, the main thing is that she made her attitude clear and let the three major grain merchants in Linjiang City be suspicious.

Even if the Fu family doesn't accept it, as long as the Fu family maintains an ambiguous attitude towards the outcome of this trip, it will be enough to make the three major grain merchants chaotic.

And it's very simple to make the Fu family show their attitude, his stupid son really offended her.

Fu Daguan is such a son, as long as he gets his son, Fu Daguan can only obey orders.

So this trip, from the time she left Linjiang, she had already won.

……

Shimomura, Nishiyama Villa.

"Master, master!"

Chunxiu took the two pieces of paper and ran towards Fu Daguan.

"What's so flustered?"

"Young master, young master, young master is a Wenqu star!"

Fu Daguan stopped, stunned, Wenqu Xing...... This doesn't seem to have anything to do with his son.

"Look, sir, these are the two poems that the young master filled in last night."

Fu Daguan's heart tightened, "Show me...... This word...... These two poems, really filled in by my son? ”

"Hmm!" Chunxiu nodded firmly, and said: "Last night, the slave and maid sharpened ink for the young master, and the young master filled in the first southern song after thinking about it, and the slave and maid were also ...... at that time I didn't quite believe it, so the young master immediately wrote a second one, but there was no name for the word. ”

Fu Daguan pinched the two pieces of paper and looked at them again and again, his hands trembled slightly, his face was red, and his eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

"My son...... My son, this is, this is ...... Accumulate and develop! ”

Chunxiu was very happy in her heart, "Hmm! She nodded firmly.

In this era, the literary style is strong, and the status of literati is lofty, if someone has a talent, this is a great thing.

Fu is the richest man in Linjiang, but three generations have more than enough business but lack of culture.

If there is no literary atmosphere, there is no background of everyone's household, and it is a profit-seeking businessman in the eyes of people - the status of a businessman is extremely low, even if the family is rich, in the eyes of the world, but the copper smell is added and inferior.

In order for Fu Xiaoguan to be tainted with a little literary atmosphere, Fu Daguan tried his best and finally gave up - because it turned out that Fu Xiaoguan was really not the material for reading.

Fu Daguan didn't say it, but he regretted it in his heart after all.

Who would have thought that this big early spring show would bring him such a big surprise, this is really ...... God has opened his eyes!

"God has opened his eyes! My son, my son, there is a future! ”

"Go to the village to frame these two characters, and ask for the best craftsman, this is the testimony of my son Wenchang, don't be careless."

"Okay."

Chunxiu led the order and ran out happily, and Fu Daguan walked back and forth in the corridor, and his mood was surging and could not be calmed.

This trip back home, the big sacrifice Yunqing!

What about my son? I'll have to go and ask.

Fu Xiaoguan finished his morning practice at this moment, and sat on the stone pier of the martial arts training ground and watched Bai Yulian play with the knife.

The sword wind is cold, its momentum is clear, and it has the demeanor of everyone.

After half an hour, Bai Yulian put away her knife and sat side by side with Fu Xiaoguan.

"Can I practice this?" Fu Xiaoguan held the knife and checked it, a little heavy, and estimated that he was about thirty catties.

Bai Yulian shook her head, took the wine naan from her waist and took a sip, which contained Xishan elixir.

"First, the way of practicing martial arts is not overnight, especially internal strength, you are older, your body bones are basically shaped, and there is no great plasticity."

"Secondly," Bai Yulian glanced at Fu Xiaoguan, "Your body is too weak, even if you swing a knife, you don't have enough strength and momentum." The knife is a thing, what you want is an indomitable domineering, who else is the spirit of me, you ...... with thin arms and legs" Bai Yulian shook her head again, "No." ”

"In the end, you are a young master of a big landlord's family who has been rich and idle all your life, what are you doing practicing martial arts? It's hard work, but it doesn't happen overnight. ”

Fu Xiaoguan stood up with the knife, shook the blade of the knife, took a few steps and waved a few knives in an orderly manner and walked back.

This body is indeed too weak, and after just a few knives, I feel powerless.

Putting down the knife and sitting down, he asked again: "I don't want to be a peerless master, I just want to be able to practice internal strength...... To be able to fly, it is enough. ”

Bai Yulian was silent for a moment, "My internal strength is to cooperate with the sword technique, and you can't bear the way of hegemony." ”

Fu Xiaoguan nodded a little disappointed, Bai Yulian thought about it, and said: "The four major factions of the rivers and lakes, I am the first line of Daoshan." In addition, there are sword forests, Taoist temples and Buddhist sects. Among them, the most suitable for you is actually the Taoist Academy and the Buddhist Sect, because their internal strength and mental methods are basically soft and mellow routes. The two factions of Daoshan and Sword Forest are mostly killing, and their internal strength and heart are strong, so if they practice from a young age, of course they can ...... You practice now, it hurts. ”

"It's not in a hurry, this body is really weak, and I have to recuperate for a while. Little White ......"

"Don't call me Xiaobai!"

"Oh, okay, Xiaobai, I think so, when I return to Linjiang, the guards in the house are all thrown to you, and I will train them to the death, of course, it doesn't mean that they will be trained to be masters of the green forest, and they can be at the level of one and ten, how about it?"

Bai Yulian looked at Fu Xiaoguan's handsome face, tied the wine naan to her waist and stood up.

"You're more beautiful than me, but don't think you're so beautiful."

After saying that, he turned around and left, Fu Xiaoguan touched his nose and smiled dumbly.

This product is a master, of course the master has the dignity and demeanor of a master, this goods is also a treasure trove, Fu Xiaoguan is unwilling not to dig out a little thing, but this matter can't be rushed, boil the frog in warm water, see if I don't cook you to death!

got up and patted his buttocks, Fu Xiaoguan replied leisurely.

Fu Daguan sat in the gazebo, boiled a pot of good tea, and when he saw Fu Xiaoguan coming in, he hurriedly beckoned.

"Son, for the sake of my father, I have decided that this trip will end sooner."

"Why?"

"My son is brilliant, and my father decided to return to Linjiang as soon as possible and hold a poetry meeting for my son, so that my son can become famous, how about it?"

Fu Xiaoguan's hand holding the teacup suddenly froze, what kind of trouble is this?

"Don't!"

"My son is humble, the two poems you wrote have been seen by my father, and there is a scene of Wenqu stars descending to earth, which is a sign of my Fu family's great prosperity...... Since my son has such talent, he should not bury it. ”

Fu Daguan hung the pot and poured tea, with a happy face, and said: "The Yu Dynasty used martial arts to determine the world and prospered the country with culture, and now it has been more than two hundred years. Wendao has been inherited so far, and it has been a splendid and prosperous celebrity in large numbers. My son's literary spirit is beginning to appear, so naturally I want to ...... here."

Fu Xiaoguan waved his hands and hurriedly stopped Fu Daguan's words.

"Dad, you don't know how many pounds and taels your son has? What about me...... There is no literary talent, and those two words are just a flash of inspiration. My brain hurts, sometimes I have a little bit of inspiration, but more often than not. You said that if you really go to hold a grand poetry party, I will have no inspiration at that time, how can I get off the stage? Doesn't it make the world laugh and lose the face of the Fu family even more? ”

The smile on Fu Daguan's face slowly retracted, yes, my son has a brain disease, and occasionally getting two poems is not a state of accumulation...... I couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"My son is reasonable, but he is reckless as a father, and I owe it to my son to remind him...... But my son is not in a hurry, since ancient times poetry is natural, only the magic hand to get it, with the aura will be left on the paper, after which there will be poetry will participate, it will be used by hand, it is a foolproof strategy. ”

The father and son drank tea for a while, and Fu Daguan took Fu Xiaoguan to the west building of the courtyard, which was a three-story building with nothing but food.

"All of this is yours!"

Fu Daguan was very proud, Fu Xiaoguan looked at the huge granaries in the huge building, and immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The family has surplus food, not to mention, so much food.

It's just that so much grain is piled up in one place, which is a bit dangerous!

It was already noon, and Chunxiu sat in the carriage with two framed characters and came to the courtyard, but the carriage stopped at the door of the courtyard.

She opened the curtain door and saw that there was also a carriage in front of her, and dozens of guards.

"Who is this?"