In the afternoon, after Zhang Xiang told the children in the school the story of "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs", he walked out of the academy with Zhao Hanyan.

As soon as I walked to the gate of the academy, I saw a small figure hiding aside and watching secretly.

It's Su Qianruo.

She had come to the school in the morning, and said with adoring eyes that he had written the poem last night so well, but he didn't come in the afternoon.

"Princess, wait a minute."

Zhang Xiang said to Zhao Hanyan, and then walked towards Su Qianruo.

"What? Why didn't I come to listen to the story in the afternoon? After walking in front of her, Zhang Xiang asked with a grin.

"I heard from my grandfather that my husband is leaving the academy?" The little girl looked at Zhang Xiang with clear eyes.

Zhang Xiang said: "There have been some important things in the house recently, so I won't be here during this time." ”

"Will the gentleman come back later?" Su Qianruo asked expectantly.

Zhang Xiang nodded hurriedly: "Of course I'm here, when I'm done with the important things in the house, I'll continue to go back to the academy." ”

Su Qianruo bit her lip lightly, her eyes a little reluctant.

Zhang Xiang waved his hand: "Go back, I will continue to come back to teach soon, and I have to study hard when I am away!" ”

"Hmm!" The little girl nodded violently: "Then I'll wait for my husband to come back and test my homework." ”

After saying goodbye to Su Qianruo, Zhang Xiang and Zhao Hanyan got into the carriage and left.

In the carriage, watching the academy drift away, Zhang Xiang closed the curtain.

Zhao Hanyan on the side said softly: "Is what the horse said to Mr. Su today true or false?" ”

"Of course it's true, how could I lie to Mr. Su." Zhang Xiang nodded hurriedly.

Zhao Hanyan smiled lightly and said meaningfully: "Dongpo monk, this title is quite good, it is quite suitable for horses!" In any case, Mr. Su is right, as soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival words of the horse last night come out, it will definitely be famous all over the world in the future and will also spread to the capital. In the past, the horse was in the capital, and many people knew that the horse was a fool, but now if this word is spread, these people may not think so, saying that this poem was made by this Dongpo layman, which is also a good thing. ”

The more Zhang Xiang listened, the more he felt that something was wrong.

After listening to it, combined with what Su Shaoyuan said before, he suddenly realized.

Dare to love Su Shaoyuan and Zhao Hanyan thought that he was afraid that he was too high-profile, so he used the excuse of Dongpo monks to prevaricate.

No one believes the truth?

Zhang Xiang also felt speechless.

But that's fine, and it doesn't save the process of explanation.

He didn't bother to explain.

After understanding Zhao Hanyan's words, he asked, "Does the princess think that after this poem reaches the capital, those who still hate my father will be unfavorable to me?" ”

"I don't know." Zhao Hanyan shook his head: "I only know that my father asked you and me to come to Pingzhou, just to keep you away from these rights and wrongs, when you were in the capital, everyone who knew you knew that you were a fool, plus the reason why you had a marriage contract with me, so for the sake of the royal family, after you and I got married, these people didn't count their resentment towards your father on you." But now if your poem spreads, once these people know that you are not stupid, maybe it will cause these people's old hatred, and my father said at the beginning that after you come to Pingzhou, don't act too publicly. You are also smart enough to think of such hidden dangers in advance, and if others ask about it in the future, you will say that this poem was written by this Dongpo layman, not you. ”

"I have already told Mr. Su just now, saying that he should help spread this matter among the literati in Pingzhou, and if it spreads in the future, no one will know that you did it." Zhao Hanyan added.

"It's still the princess who thinks about it." Zhang Xiang nodded repeatedly.

Zhao Hanyan sighed slightly: "I didn't expect the horse's talent to be so high, at the poetry meeting last night, I said let you make the first word, you can just make the first word, you have to do it so well, overnight, it spread all over Pingzhou City." ”

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In the following days, Zhang Xiang officially came into contact with the affairs of the Horse Mansion.

The imperial power of Southern Chu was concentrated, and as a relative of the emperor, although he could not meddle in military and political affairs, because of this, he was relaxed in other aspects, such as business and fiefdom taxation.

Southern Chu is economically prosperous, and almost all the wealthy royal relatives in the local area have more or less business in their hands, after all, a mansion has to support so many people, and in terms of fief taxes, rich places are fine, such as the Jiangnan area, if the royal relatives in the Jiangnan area do not do business, the fief tax alone is enough to support the whole year.

But poor places are different, such as the west, southwest, and some places where famine and natural disasters are common, the royal family in these places because of the poverty of the place, the tax is relatively small, if you don't do some business, increase the income of the house, once the disaster comes, it is not possible to support so many people in a mansion.

Pingzhou Mansion is one of the richest cities in the south of the Yangtze River, in addition to Pingzhou, there are fifteen counties under its jurisdiction, as Zhao Hanyan's fiefdom tax land, just talking about taxation, in fact, it is enough to make the people of the entire Horse Mansion clothed and fed.

However, Zhao Hanyan is not a princess who is peaceful, she has been in Pingzhou for so many months, and she is also looking for ways to do business.

She said that she can't just sit and eat empty, there are different natural and man-made disasters in Nanchu every year, if you can earn more food and money, when these disasters come, you can also share a little pressure for the court and save a little more people.

Of course, Zhang Xiang almost never saw Zhao Hanyan before, and he knew a lot of words from the mouth of a slave.

When she was with Zhang Xiang, she would always babble about some of the princess's thoughts, and Zhang Xiang gradually understood herself as a princess through her.

Whether Zhao Hanyan is sharing the pressure for her father or sympathizing with the people, in short, she can have such thoughts, in Zhang Xiang's opinion, she is still quite kind.

In fact, Zhang Xiang knew more or less before, but Zhao Hanyan never let his subordinates tell him these things, and he had never been in contact with them, so he didn't know much.

It was only after staying in the house for a few days that he began to come into contact with these.

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhao Hanyan met a cloth village owner through the introduction of the transit envoy's wife, and learned that this cloth village owner was doing business with a businessman from Dachongfu in the north.

This merchant was a runner who was engaged in the business of buying and selling cloth in Dongyan and Nanchu.

Specially buy some tiger skins, mink skins and other precious animal skins from the merchants of Dongyan at a low price, and then sell them to the textile merchants of Nanchu at a high price, and then buy cloth from Nanchu at a low price to bring back, and sell them to the merchants of Dongyan at a high price.

There are many wild beasts in the deep mountains of Dongyan, and there are many hunters, but Dongyan are just barbarians, because the weather is cold there, so in winter, the people of Dongyan need good fabrics and warm clothes.

Although there are many animal skins on their side, they often just peel them off and wear them, and they don't know how to process them at all.

For the people of Dongyan, the best fabric of Nanchu is what they need most.

On the contrary, for the cloth merchants of Southern Chu, these animal skins were the most precious, and they could make a lot of money by selling one to the dignitaries.

It was precisely this trade route that the runner took a fancy to, so he started such a business.

In terms of the world, it is now the most developed textile industry in the south of the Yangtze River, so this Dachongfu runner sold these purchased animal skins to Pingzhou, and then bought cloth from Pingzhou and sold them back to the merchants of Dongyan.

This time and again, Zhang Xiang doesn't need to calculate the difference in the middle, for him, who has also done business, he knows that it is an astronomical amount.

Zhao Hanyan has been in Pingzhou for so long, and she has been looking for a good way to do business, and this is the way she is looking for a good way.

Because the owner of this cloth village has acquired a lot of animal skins this time, he plans to expand the cloth village and open another workshop to do animal skin processing, but he does not have much money left in his hand, and he has no background, so it is difficult to find a suitable location, so Zhao Hanyan came forward.

Knowing that it was the Horse Mansion that wanted to do business with him, the owner of the cloth village was overjoyed and agreed with one mouthful.

Then the follow-up expansion of the cloth village's silver money and the processing workshop had to be solved by Zhao Hanyan.

Zhao Hanyan didn't know much about business, and she originally handed over these things to the chief housekeeper and the bookkeeper of the Horse Mansion, but now they are in Zhang Xiang's hands.

"Don Ma, this Boss Huang said that the place of the new workshop must be close to the river, so that it is more convenient to dye fabrics, and the place must be large, and it is best to have a spacious yard, and it is also convenient to dry fabrics, and it is also remote, after all, those who do business have their own exclusive skills, and they must not be stolen to learn." In the living room, the chief housekeeper Qian Ziang reported the situation on the side.

Zhang Xiang listened patiently on the side.

On the other side, Mr. Du Boguang, the bookkeeper, was also beating with an abacus, and he also stopped and replied: "Don Ma, Boss Huang said that such a place, if you calculate it, it will be about 1,000 taels, not including the surplus money we have to replenish for the subsequent expansion of the store, if according to the scale of Boss Huang's current store, at least our Don Ma Mansion will invest about 2,000 taels." ”

"Two thousand taels?"

Zhang Xiang pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you know how much Boss Huang's cloth village makes in a year?" Do you know where he is sold? ”

The chief housekeeper Qian Ziang shook his head: "I have only met with the princess twice before, and we talked about expanding the store and investing, and I haven't asked about these things yet." ”

The annual tax revenue of the Horse Mansion can also get about 3,000 taels, which is still such a rich place in Pingzhou, and the hundreds of people in the Horse Mansion spend about 500 taels a year, which will cost a year of taxes to invest in a shop and processing plant, and I don't know when the cost will be recovered, which is too hasty, right?

Zhang Xiang said slowly: "After lunch, let's go meet this Boss Huang." ”