He didn't know that Zhu Qizhen had been on the throne since he was eight years old, and he had been staying in the palace to study and learn the rules since he was a child. After the death of the Empress Dowager, although he often went out of the palace under the banner of inspecting the drills of the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp, he was surrounded by a large group of people in front of him and wrapped him tightly, and he had no contact with people and things in the outside world. Even so, every time he left the palace, a group of civil and military ministers knelt on the ground, tearfully advising the emperor to put the country's society first, and not to delay the country, making him so bored. asked Wang Zhen to find a way to get out of the palace for him, but who knew that this eunuch was even more embarrassed than those ministers, saying that the outside world was not very safe, and people were deceitful and deceived each other, and if they didn't agree with each other, they would hurt people and kill people. As soon as the emperor walked out of the palace gate, he was like falling into a fire pit, and Zhu Qizhen was depressed, and said that this Mr. Wang really regarded me as a three-year-old child. Although the inner and outer courts pinched the court hard, their attitude towards the emperor's departure from the palace was surprisingly consistent, that is, not to talk. In addition to going around in his own imperial city, the dignified Emperor Ming did not even have the freedom to contact the outside world.

Zhu Qizhen saw that Yang Muyun and Zhu Yi didn't take this courtier's son in their eyes at all when they did it yesterday, and knew that he was a person who was unwilling to follow the rules, so he moved his mind to ask this person to protect himself out of the palace in private. Sure enough, Yang Muyun did not raise any objections, and along the way, he actually got out of this seemingly impassable deep palace without danger, and he was overjoyed in his heart. Once this bird gets out of the cage, it will let itself fly to its heart's content, and as for the original intention of leaving the palace at that time, it has long been forgotten.

"Your Majesty," Yang Muyun looked at the endless crowd in the market, and then looked at Zhu Qizhen who was wandering around each shop one by one, and said with some apprehension in his heart: "There are too many people here, why don't you go to a quieter place?" ”

"No, it's good here, I...... Oh, Ben Gongzi likes lively places," Zhu Qizhen glanced at him lightly, "With you by Ben Gongzi's side, what am I afraid of?" ”

"This emperor's heart is really big," Yang Muyun secretly smiled bitterly, "My martial arts are not invincible in the world, how can I protect you all the time." ”

"Well, that's right," Zhu Qizhen stopped and whispered to Yang Muyun and Xiao Lingzi, "From now on, you are not allowed to call me the emperor again...... Well, let's call me Zhu Gongzi. ”

"Yes, Emperor...... Oh, no, Zhu Gongzi. The two responded in unison, and it was really unaccustomed to changing their mouths.

Zhu Qizhen smiled chic and walked into a calligraphy and painting shop. Yang Muyun and Xiao Lingzi glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

This calligraphy and painting shop is called Yubao Zhai, which is full of calligraphy and paintings of the ancients and today, and as soon as you walk into the store, you will feel a burst of ink fragrance.

The shopkeeper is a forty-year-old middle-aged man, his round face is always smiling, and when he smiles, the two whiskers on his lips are curled, and he comes to Zhu Qizhen very respectfully...... I won't tell you anything, there are all kinds of famous paintings from all dynasties and dynasties in the small shop, as long as you say it, I will help you get it. ”

"Hmm, I'm just looking at it." Zhu Qizhen shook the folding fan in his hand, and his eyes swept over to the calligraphy and painting on the wall.

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"Father-in-law Ling," Yang Muyun looked at Zhu Qizhen's appearance of appreciating calligraphy and painting with great interest, and said to Xiao Lingzi in a low voice: "The emperor calls himself Zhu Gongzi, and it is not appropriate to call you father-in-law again, so what should I say about you?" ”

Hearing Yang Muyun say this, Xiao Lingzi's heart moved slightly, so he smiled and said, "Lord Yang reads a lot, so you can help us...... No, just help me think of a name. ”

Yang Muyun's childlike heart suddenly rose, he reached out and picked up a tube of wolf on the table, dipped it in ink, and stroked it on Xiao Lingzi's face, and said with a smile: "It's better for me to draw two mustaches on your face and call you Ling Gongzi." ”

Xiao Lingzi was ashamed and annoyed, and he couldn't refute it for a while, so he spat at Yang Muyun.

......

The shopkeeper enthusiastically introduced the calligraphy and paintings in the store to Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Qizhen turned a deaf ear, but stood in front of a piece of beige hemp paper, and looked at the lines of strong and majestic characters on it with his eyes

The body is rugged and the writing is very imposing.

The shopkeeper glanced at the look on Zhu Qizhen's face, and said busily: "Childe also likes this handwriting?" To tell the truth, this handwriting is the ink treasure of the first emperor of the current dynasty, and his old man's handwriting is not much better than the thin gold body of Huizong of the Song Dynasty in the previous dynasty......"

The first emperor he was talking about was Zhu Zhanji, the Emperor Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty, who was highly accomplished in calligraphy and painting, but due to his untimely death, he did not leave much handwriting and paintings.

"Boss," Zhu Qizhen interrupted him and said, "How can you have the ink treasure of the first emperor here?" ”

"Don't hide it from the son," the shopkeeper said with a smile: "This handwriting was given to Cheng Langzhong by the first emperor, and after Cheng Langzhong died, the family fell into the middle of the road, and his grandson Cheng Lijia was forced to make a living, and sold the handwriting of the first emperor, and I was also a very accidental opportunity to get this ink treasure ......"

Yang Muyun also came over at this time and stood beside Zhu Qizhen, listening to the boss tell the origin of this authentic work, and looked carefully, only to see that the title on it was written on the imperial system Lin Dongnuan's poem "Pengdao snow melts Qiong liquid, Yao Chi water is icy." At the beginning of the dawn, the east pavilion is approached, and the plum blossoms bloom all over the south branch. October 27th of the sixth year of Xuande. Shiro Midrange Nagumo. "It is also stamped with the huge seal of the Seal of the Seal. Although the poems are not profound, the artistic conception is far away, and the font is strong and mature.

"Zhu Gongzi," Yang Muyun asked in a low voice, "Is this handwriting really from the handwriting of the first emperor?" ”

"Others don't dare to say it, I can still distinguish the handwriting of the first emperor clearly." Zhu Qizhen's cheeks twitched, obviously a little excited in his heart.

"Childe has a good eye," the shopkeeper said on the side: "There are not many ink treasures left by the first emperor, but all of them are high-quality products, if Childe likes them, you might as well buy them and observe them carefully." ”

"Well, how much silver does this handwriting cost?" Zhu Qi suppressed the excitement in his heart and couldn't wait to ask the price.

"Seeing that the son is also an elegant person," the shopkeeper shook his head and said, "I don't want much, you can give me five hundred taels of silver." ”

"Oh......" Zhu Qizhen bowed slightly, and looked at Yang Muyun beside him, he was the emperor, he came out of the palace, he never had any silver money on him, and he didn't know how much this handwriting was worth, and he didn't refute it when people said it.

Yang Muyun saw that his eyes were full of eagerness, meaning that he would let himself pay for it, and his heart moved, so he said to the shopkeeper: "Boss, please take a step to speak." ”

Zhu Qizhen looked at Yang Muyun in surprise and pulled the shopkeeper aside, only to see the two whispering, the shopkeeper frowned, his round face full of smiles also tightened his face, and he looked unhappy, and in the end, his head shook like a rattle.

Yang Muyun also had a displeased look on his face, turned around and stopped talking to him, came to Zhu Qizhen and said: "Zhu Gongzi, this boss has made it clear that he is not sincere in selling this handwriting to us, let's go, and then go to the next calligraphy and painting shop to have a look, I will definitely help you find a better calligraphy and painting." Saying that, he couldn't help but say, grabbed Zhu Qizhen's sleeve and left.

Zhu Qizhen was very surprised in his heart, and said in his heart how this boss was not sincere, didn't he say that he would let me take away this handwriting of the first emperor for five hundred taels of silver? didn't say no, but before he could react, he was pulled out of this calligraphy and painting shop by Yang Muyun.

Before he had gone far, he heard a voice behind him panting heavily, "A few sons, please stay, the price of this handwriting...... Let's talk. ”

Zhu Qizhen was stunned, stopped and looked back, only to see that the shopkeeper actually chased him out. He glanced at Zhu Qizhen, who was still ignorant, with a wry smile, and then said to Yang Muyun: "Add another thirty taels of silver, and eighty taels for you, it really can't be lower......?"

"Eighty taels?" Zhu Qizhen's eyes widened in surprise, "Isn't it five hundred taels?" Why did it become eighty taels in just a while? He couldn't help but look at Yang Muyun, only to see a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

"That's good, eighty taels is eighty taels," Yang Muyun happily agreed: "Do you accept the silver tickets of Wanyuan Qianzhuang here?" ”

"Collect and collect ......" The boss nodded busily, listening to him set the price, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face appeared at the beginning, "Speaking of which, the silver tickets of Wanyuan Qianzhuang are more valuable than the treasure notes issued by the imperial court!" Why don't you take it? ”

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The boss of Yubaozhai rolled the authentic painting of Emperor Xuande into a scroll, stuffed it into Yang Muyun's hand, lit up the eighty taels of silver tickets and left happily. Zhu Qizhen was stunned from the sidelines, not knowing that there was bargaining for buying things in this world, but the calligraphy and painting of five hundred taels of silver were cut into eighty taels by Yang Muyun, which was really breathtaking.

"Father-in-law Ling, put away Zhu Gongzi's calligraphy and paintings." Yang Muyun said and stuffed the scroll into Xiao Lingzi's arms.

"Why did I keep it?" Xiao Lingzi said unconvinced, it seemed that he was still angry about Yang Muyun's words.

"I still have to protect Zhu Gongzi's safety?" Yang Muyun said with a smile: "How can you do this with something in your hand?" ”

Xiao Lingzi glanced at Zhu Qizhen, and when he saw that his master didn't say anything, he snorted and stuffed the scroll into his arms.

"Yang Muyun," Zhu Qizhen seemed to be full of concern and asked, "What is the silver ticket of Wanyuan Qianzhuang that you told the boss just now?" ”

"Back to Zhu Gongzi," Yang Muyun said: "It is a money bank opened by a private businessman, specializing in silver money storage and exchange business, if someone finds it inconvenient to carry a large amount of silver and copper coins, they can deposit it in Wanyuan Money Village to open a silver ticket." ”

"Hmm, can such a silver ticket also be circulated in the market?" Zhu Qizhen asked again.

"Of course, this silver ticket can be exchanged for silver money one to one, and anyone who gets this silver ticket can go to Wanyuan Money Village to exchange it for silver or copper money, which is the most convenient." Yang Muyun explained.

"What about the treasure banknotes issued by my Ming court? Can't you exchange it for silver and copper coins? Zhu Qizhen asked in surprise.

Yang Muyun looked at Xiao Lingzi and was silent.

"Why don't you speak?" Zhu Qizhen's face sank, the banknotes officially issued by the Ming Dynasty were not worth the bills issued by a private firm, which made him embarrassed by the Ming Emperor!

"Zhu Gongzi," Yang Muyun hesitated for a moment and said, "If I say it, you must not be angry." ”

"Say, I ...... Well, my son forgives you innocence. Zhu Qizhen said with a dark face.

"Zhu Gongzi," Yang Muyun coughed lightly and said slowly: "Speaking of which, the Daming treasure banknote was issued by the imperial court in the eighth year of Hongwu, and it has been more than seventy years now, why are the people on the market reluctant to use it?" That's because there are too many treasure banknotes issued by the imperial court and they are worthless, so people are reluctant to use them. ”

"It's too much, why isn't it worth much?" Zhu Qizhen was puzzled, he read all the books of sages in the palace, and he rarely came into contact with the knowledge that was applied to the world, and the discussions with the ministers of the DPRK and China when he corrected the recitals were all national affairs, and he didn't know anything about the livelihood of the people at the bottom.

"Zhu Gongzi, do you want to," Yang Muyun didn't know how to explain to him, the simplest and most simple truth, this great tomorrow may not be able to understand, so he even said with a comparison, "When I first issued treasure banknotes, it was always equal to 1,000 copper coins, or 1 tael of silver, and four times equal to one tael of gold." This is a custom of Emperor Taizu. ”

"That's right!" Zhu Qizhen bowed slightly, "Could it be that my Ming court will still deceive people?" ”

Yang Muyun's eyes showed a strange look, "For example, my Ming Dynasty's treasury now has two million taels of silver in reserve, if two million treasure banknotes are issued at the same time, is it always possible to exchange treasure banknotes for one or two taels of silver from the government at any time?" Seeing Zhu Qizhen nodded, he continued: "Then what if the imperial court issues four million treasure banknotes?" The two million taels of silver in the treasury were exchanged for two million Guan Bao banknotes, so how to exchange the remaining two million Guan Bao banknotes for silver? ”

Zhu Qizhen was stunned, he really hadn't thought about this problem, only to see Yang Muyun continue to say eloquently: "In this case, you can only exchange two treasure banknotes for one or two silver to prevent the extra two million treasure banknotes issued from becoming waste paper, so it is estimated that the imperial court will issue six million treasure banknotes?" When there are 8 million or even 10 million treasure notes, how will they be exchanged for silver taels? ”

Zhu Qizhen was stunned, Yang Muyun's explanation he finally understood, the people's reluctance to use the treasure banknotes issued by the imperial court was because of the official indiscriminate issuance, and when the official issued the treasure banknotes to an astronomical amount, the Ming treasure banknotes were no different from a piece of waste paper.