Recalling Wang Xiao's appearance, Zuo Mingjing thought about it in his heart

Is such a pure-faced person really full of bad deeds?

People who can write such words and sentences really have no business talents?

How do you think that everyone is playing games together that day, he is all smart and smart, why is it so easy to give people a handle?

If he was really so reckless, why did his grandfather still pronounce his name several times?

Also, if you let yourself do this, how can you be considered a businessman?

Zuo Mingjing has been exposed to the eunuch's house since he was a child, and he has always looked at problems like "Confucius sees the subtleties and thinks deeply".

After all, everything in the world is seen horizontally as peaks on the side of the ridge, and the distance and height are different.

She took the story as a problem.

But after thinking about it, she was still puzzled.

waited until the evening, when she went to Zuo Jinglun to say goodbye, and when she went out, she suddenly heard the conversation between Zuo Jinglun and Song Li.

"There must be a shortage of food this winter, and preparations must be made early......

Hearing such a sentence, Zuo Mingjing was suddenly blessed.

Grain?

Is he because he wants food?

However, in the end of this matter, the Wang family did not buy food, and even cut off the possibility of buying food from the Cui family......

Zuo Mingjing prides herself on being a talented woman, and she is unwilling. But after thinking about it all night, I didn't expect the result, and I finally became a little discouraged.

"It seems that there is no complicated reason behind this matter, that Wang Xiao is indeed a reckless and bad person, but I think too much."

But because of these thoughts, she tossed and turned this night and didn't sleep well. The next day, I was a little dizzy, so I had to hold the book and lie down in the boudoir.

Unexpectedly, when I read poetry books quietly, I saw Wang Xiao's name again.

At this time, she was holding a new collection of poems.

The first few poems are all poems written by some great Confucians at a recent poetry meeting, and Zuo Mingjing turned another page, and the words "Dingfeng Wave" came into view.

There is also a small preface in front of it, which is said in Wang Zhen's tone, introducing the scene of his brother Wang Xiao running for him and composing a lyric after he was unjustly imprisoned.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why don't you groan and walk slowly."

The first sentence came into view, Zuo Mingjing is body trembled, and suddenly sat up straight.

In the past 500 years, how many sentences have there been such a wide and detached sentence?!

"Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is ...... in his life"

His eyes lit up and he was shocked.

The green jade finger swiped across the paper, and the woman sitting there holding the scroll froze for a moment.

Can a person who can make such a detached and open-minded poem really act badly, frivolously and incompetently?

colluding with eunuchs, unfilial stepmothers, bullying younger brothers, messing with flowers and grass, occupying people's land, and disrespecting the number of courtesies...... In the end, because of his stupidity, he ruined the family business?

She had already decided not to think about it anymore, but at this time, Zuo Mingjing was nothing more than waving this doubt from her mind after all.

It was in the afternoon that Zuo Mingxin came to look for her, and the two sisters stayed together, one embroidering and the other writing.

In the evening, Zuo Mingjing couldn't help but write the first storm again.

When she finished, she shook her head slightly, not satisfied.

The handwriting is still too beautiful, and it doesn't match such an atmospheric poem.

Just when he was feeling a little regretful, he saw Song Lan'er running in breathlessly.

"You ...... Did you know? ”

"Know what?" Zuo Mingxin said: "You talk about Jiang quickly." ”

Song Lan'er rested for a while before saying, "Alcohol is forbidden!" ”

"What?"

"After today's meeting...... The court issued a ban on alcohol! Song Lan'er said: "The cabinet intends to seal His Majesty's decree, and under the holy decree of the Eight Classics, until the year of the catastrophe passes, our Chu Dynasty will no longer allow wine-making, and those who make wine with grain will be cut without authorization!" Outside...... There was already an uproar outside! ”

Zuo Mingjing was a little incredulous, and muttered, "Prohibition of alcohol? As my grandfather mentioned before, an official wrote a letter, but because there were many opponents, the excerpt was left in the middle. Why did you suddenly ...... this time?"

It is said to be an excerpt from the first initiative of Wang Xiao and Lu Cifu...... The Wang family is one of the largest wine merchants in the capital, and now even a businessman can be so sympathetic and aware of His Majesty, naturally no one has any reason to object. A few days ago, all provinces were hit by locust plagues, and this year's grain will be tight again. At today's court meeting, Lu Cifu personally proposed it, Zuo Lao also seconded it, and Zheng Shoufu also seconded it......"

"It's just after the locust plague, you think, who dares to object?"

Wang Xiao brought it up?

Zuo Mingjing instantly understood.

I see!

It's actually a ban on alcohol, why didn't you think of it?

The woman sighed in her heart, and felt a little surprised by this incident.

That boy had planned it from the beginning.

The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes.

But Song Lan'er said with some excitement: "Not only that, but the Wang family also donated all the food stored in the family. It was also proposed that the court should buy the grain of all the wine merchants. One is to let these wine merchants get money to get out of the way, so that they can find another way; The second is to let the court have food to support......"

Zuo Mingxin couldn't help laughing: "Ha, that's a nice thing to say, in this way, those wine merchants who want to take the opportunity to stock up on grain will suffer a big loss." ”

Song Lan'er said: "You deserve it." ”

Zuo Mingjing opened his mouth, speechless in his heart.

Such a backhand......

Song Lan'er didn't finish speaking, and continued: "Do you know why the former Heavenly King Xiao beat people in the Cui family? ”

She said, turned to Zuo Mingxin, and said, "It turns out that it was your Qin Xuance who beat people with Wang Xiao, and they said that the Wen family had already decided to open a drinking shop and did not let them propose to ban alcohol, so the two sides had a dispute before they fought." ”

Zuo Mingxin's eyes lit up. It seems that Qin Xuance beat someone is a very bright and righteous act.

"What kind of expression do you have, Wen Hongda is still your relative." Song Lan'er said again: "As soon as the news came out, all the wine merchants in Beijing went to Wang's house to make trouble, do you know how Wang Xiao responded to them?" ”

"How did you respond?"

Song Lan'er said that she was thirsty, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, before she said: "He said several thought-provoking sentences, sobering and deafening words. Simply ......"

She thought about it, but she didn't know what to say, so she had to repeat all those words.

"Do not take one's own interests as benefits, but let the world suffer from them, do not take one's own harm as harm, but let the world release its harm."

"There is also: the rise and fall of the world, the husband is responsible." Song Lan'er said: "I was eavesdropping in the study just now, do you know?" Even my father was shocked by his words. ”

"Those wine merchants were aggressive, but Wang Xiao was not afraid at all, shouted a sentence of "You are coming" and chanted a poem."

She paused for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"Thousands of hammers are struck out of the mountains, and the fire burns as if it were idle. Don't be afraid of broken bodies, you have to leave your innocence in the world! ”

The brush in Zuo Mingjing's hand fell.

The amazement in my heart is indescribable.

Ha, turning your hands into clouds and covering your hands into rain, what kind of person is that person?

She lowered her head, just in time to see the words on the paper, the handwriting was clear.

"Looking back at the bleak place, returning, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine."