Little Lori pursed her lips and said, "That's not good, how can you ask the young master to do it himself." ”

Ning Xiu felt a pang in his heart when he heard this, don't corrupt me with all the evil feudalism in his heart.

When I first came to Daming, I was such a high-spirited and combative young man, how could I "degenerate" into a rotten rich young master after just over a year of work?

But little Lori's kindness can't be ignored.

Ning Xiu leaned forward slightly, and said with a smile: "Then what do you say?" ”

"The slave maid came to serve the young master to wash his face."

“......”

Ning Xiu had only heard that washing feet could be served, and washing his face was okay?

And this kind of operation?

He forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart and said softly, "I'm ready, you can come." ”

Little Lori snorted, dipped the brocade in the basin, and then cautiously walked to Ning Xiu's side, and began to wipe Ning Xiu's face with a handkerchief.

Little Lori's movements are very light, and the water-soaked handkerchief is even smoother.

Ning Xiu only felt that a loach had slid over his face, bringing a slight itch.

Nima, I can't stand it.

Ning Xiu only felt that his blood was surging, coughed, snatched the handkerchief from Xiao Lori's hand and said, "It's better for me to do it myself." ”

Little Lori said with a look of grievance: "But the slave and maid didn't serve well, and made the young master angry?" ”

Ning Xiu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "No, you're fine...... But young master, I'm still used to washing my face by myself. Do it yourself, have plenty of food and clothing. ”

"Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing?"

Little Lori half-tilted her head and read the "famous words" improvised by Ning Xiu, and felt that it was very reasonable.

Ning Xiu wiped his face clean and handed the handkerchief to Sasa, and said in a harmonious voice: "How about it, young master, I wiped it myself, right?" ”

Little Lori looked at it carefully, and actually laughed out loud.

"Young master, you have a nosebleed."

Yes!

Ning Xiu hurriedly reached out to his mouth and nose, and only a touch of redness really brought out a touch of redness.

Nima, he really has a nosebleed, he would have a nosebleed in front of a little Lori, it's so shameless!

"Young master, give!"

Little Lori finished laughing at Ning Xiu, and handed over a clean handkerchief at the right time.

"Oh, thank you......"

Ning Xiu awkwardly took the handkerchief and wiped the blood stains from his mouth and nose.

Fortunately, there were not many nosebleeds this time, and it only stopped after a while, otherwise Ning Xiu would have to pull some rags and put them in his nostrils to stop the bleeding, so that the image of Yushu Linfeng would be completely ruined.

In fact, Ning Xiu thought too much.

From the moment he got a nosebleed, his majestic image in Little Lori's heart has collapsed.

"Hmm, were you ready earlier?"

Finally regaining his composure, Ning Xiu asked with a pretended relaxation.

"It's all ready, the slave maid will bring it in for the young master."

With that, little Lori jumped out and went out.

After a while, little Lori entered the house with a tray and put a few side dishes and a bowl of copyhands on the small table.

"Young master, let's eat quickly."

Ning Xiu beckoned to her, "You can eat too." ”

Little Lori shook her head again and again: "The slave has eaten it, young master, eat it quickly." ”

The housekeeper repeatedly warned her to know respect and humility, and not to ignore the master and disobey the etiquette law just because the young master favored her.

She felt that it was very reasonable, so she had always behaved very docile in front of Ning Xiu.

Ning Xiu ate a few bites of food, and felt that the taste was very different from what he had eaten before, so he asked, "Has there been a new chef in the house recently?" ”

Little Lori shook her head: "No, these meals are made by the slave maid herself." ”

"You can also cook?"

Ning Xiu said in surprise.

"What's so difficult about cooking, I used to cook for my brother and Brother Huzi..."

Speaking of which, little Lori's voice is weak, mosquitoes and flies. Ning Xiu saw that her expression was gloomy, and knew that she was thinking of her brother, so he changed the topic and said, "Your dish is really good, will you cook it for me every day in the future?" ”

"The young master thinks the dishes made by the slave maid are delicious? The slave maid made it for the young master to eat every day. But..."

"But what?"

"But I eat the same thing every day, won't the young master get tired?"

"Silly girl, I will never get tired of the dishes you cook, young master."

A warmth rose in Little Lori's heart, and the young master called her a stupid girl.

In the village, only very close people can call the girl a stupid girl.

So, does the young master already regard her as a relative?

In a short period of time, countless thoughts flashed through Little Lori's heart.

"I'm done, I'm going out today and I'll be back at lunch. If the lord asks about you, that's it. ”

Ning Xiu wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, washed his hands again, and instructed in a deep voice.

"Young master, take me with you!"

Little Lori's sudden voice made Ning Xiu a little at a loss.

Take her with you?

Today, he was going to the silk shop to buy some cloth samples, so that he could study what style of cloth the people of the Ming Dynasty liked, and prepare for entering the weaving industry in a big way. You can take little Lori with you, just to pull a piece of cloth for her to make a new dress.

After some consideration, Ning Xiu nodded and said, "Okay, but you have to promise to be obedient." ”

Little Lori immediately nodded and said, "The slave must listen to the young master." ”

"You!" Ning Xiu scratched the tip of Little Lori's nose and said lovingly.

So a master and a servant left the mansion and went to Huichangtang, the largest silk cloth shop in Jiangling.

At this time, the news of Ning Xiu High School's Xie Yuan had already spread throughout Jiangling City.

When the shopkeeper of Huichangtang saw Ning Jieyuan coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Oh, Ning Jieyuan's visit to the small shop really makes the small shop shine. I don't know if Ning Jieyuan is here to buy cloth or make ready-to-wear clothes? ”

In fact, he just asked, in his opinion, Ning Xiu must have come to make ready-to-wear.

With the current status of the Ning family, the purchase of cloth must be handed over to the subordinates. It's different when you make ready-to-wear clothes, although you can also measure the size in advance and give it to the next person to customize, but the size of the close-fitting amount in the silk shop must be different from your own measurement.

Don't look at it as a subtle difference, but when it comes to clothes, it will definitely be magnified.

Ning Xiu said in a gentle voice: "I'm here to buy cloth." ”

"Ahh

The old shopkeeper of Huichangtang was stunned.

"Ning Jieyuan came to buy cloth in person?"

"What, can't you?"

Ning Xiu frowned and said unhappily.

"Ah, ah, of course not."

The old shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't know what cloth Ning Xie Yuan is going to buy?" ”

As long as Ning Xiu comes to Huichang Hall, it is the best publicity for Huichang Hall. In the future, Xie Yuanlang will come to our house to prove that our things are good.

As for whether Ning Xiu came to buy cloth or custom-made clothes, it didn't matter much.

"I'm going to buy a cloth sample, and I'll get some of the mainstream cotton cloth here."

The old shopkeeper was dumbfounded. He had never seen anyone who only bought cloth samples in all these years.

However, since Ning Xiu said it, he couldn't refuse, so he replied again and again: "Little Lao'er, I'll ask someone to get it." ”

After saying that, he commanded a few words to the young man beside him.

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Soon the men at the cloth shop took samples of the most popular cloth and placed them on the counter.

Ning Xiu looked at it fixedly, there were seventeen kinds in total. Some are rich and beautiful, some are beautiful, and so on.

The old shopkeeper saw that Ning Xiu was followed by a "beauty", so he flattered: "Ning Jieyuan, this red pink, is most suitable for wearing beautiful colors, so that it can show off the ice skin and jade skin." ”

Ning Xiu glanced at him and said, "I will customize another set of ready-to-wear clothes with this girl, but the rest of the cloth samples are not bought for her." ”

Ning Xiu's tone was a little cold, and the old shopkeeper was embarrassed, and even claimed that it was.

Ning Xiu didn't care about him, bought all seventeen kinds of cloth samples, and customized a set of clothes for Sasa Ripping Cloth, and then walked out of the shop with Xiao Lori and walked home.

"Young master, what are you doing when you buy so many cloth samples, could it be that the young master also wants to open a cloth shop?"

As soon as he came out of the silk shop, he said to Ning Xiujiao.

Ning Xiu slowed down his pace a little and said with a smile: "You guessed half right, young master, I am going to open a weaving workshop." ”

When he was in Nanjing, Sassa had been placed in the Wei State Gong's business, so naturally he didn't know about Ning Xiu and Xu Xiaogong's joint establishment of a weaving workshop. As for Ning Xiu's invention of the shuttle loom, Xiao Lori was naturally even more in the dark.

These things were nothing to her hearing, so Ning Xiu told the cause and effect of the matter.

Little Lori nodded as if she didn't understand and said, "If the shuttle loom made by the young master is really so powerful, only one person can weave cloth?" ”

Ning Xiu bowed slightly: "Of course, otherwise why would Little Master Xu rush to cooperate with me?" ”

Although Xu Huaiyuan is a noble minister and has a lot of wealth, no one will make a lot of money.

With such a high-quality resource in front of him, if Xu Huaiyuan doesn't want to absorb it, then it's really hell.

"Young Master is amazing!"

Little Lori leaned on Ning Xiu and praised sincerely.

Ning Xiu was full of love and pity, and the two walked to their mansion together.

After returning home, Ning Xiu had lunch with his family, and then went back to his room to take a nap.

As soon as he woke up, Ning Xiu studied the cloth sample in the house.

According to the old shopkeeper, the best seller was Songjiang's Sansuo cloth.

As the so-called Shu brocade Su silk Songjiang cloth, this is the top thing in the Ming Dynasty. Needless to say, Shujin Su silk, Songjiang cotton cloth can be juxtaposed with these two things, which is enough to see its high quality.

Except for Matsue cloth, the sales of the rest of the cotton cloth are similar, but there is a slight difference because of the different texture patterns.

Ning Xiu couldn't help frowning and contemplating.

He did think it was too simple.

Texture is important, but quality is the most important thing when it comes to cotton.

Why can Songjiang Sansuo cloth sell well? It is because its quality is one grade higher than that of homespun cloth produced in other places.

So even if he has a shuttle loom, if he wants to completely occupy the cloth market, he has to work quality.

Ning Xiu decided to write a letter and ask someone to send it to the Wei Mansion in Nanjing.

He laid out the paper and studied the ink, and after a little thought, he waved the book.

Soon a letter was written. The gist of the letter is to ask Grandpa Xu to hire some weavers from Songjiang to weave cloth, and he must have experience in weaving Songjiang cloth. And asked Xu Xiaogong to sign a long-term contract with them, and then let them familiarize themselves with the use of the shuttle loom, slowly get started and tell the rest of the local weavers in Nanjing the weaving essentials of Songjiang three shuttle cloth.

To put it bluntly, Ning Xiu wants to imitate Songjiang Sansuobu!

The best way to expand your market is to imitate. Ning Xiu has a shuttle loom, and the production efficiency is much higher than that of his peers.

After writing the letter, Ning Xiu sent the letter paper into the envelope, and sealed it with wax oil, then he called his personal entourage, telling him to go to Nanjing immediately, and be sure to deliver the letter to Grandpa Xu by hand.

As soon as Ning Xiu wanted to close the door of the house, Xiao Lori came to the front of the house, holding a wooden tray in her hand.

"Young master, this is the lotus seed soup that the slave maid just made, you can taste it while it's hot."

Ning Xiu hurriedly let the little Lori into the house, lifted the hem of the robe and sat down, stirred it in the bowl with a spoon, and blew a few more breaths before tasting a small bite.

"Well, it does taste good."

Ning Xiu is actually not used to being taken care of, but somehow being taken care of by little Lori doesn't feel any greasy feeling...

"Young master, have you heard, His Majesty the Emperor gave Zhang Xiangye a plaque."

"Oh?"

Zhang Xiangye in Sassa's mouth is Zhang Juzheng.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was no prime minister since Hu Weiyong, so naturally there was no prime minister.

However, Emperor Lao Tzu found that he was too tired to finish his work alone, so he set up a cabinet to assist.

Over time, the cabinet became an extremely important part of the Ming political system, and the auxiliary ministers, especially the first assistant, had great power.

People are usually accustomed to calling Shoufu Xiangye, but in fact, even if he is as strong as Zhang Juzheng, Shoufu cannot be more powerful than the prime minister.

If you insist on an analogy, the first assistant and the eunuch who holds the seal of the master of ceremonies are barely equal to the prime minister.

However, Ning Xiu didn't care about these details, he smiled faintly: "What is written on the imperial plaque that His Majesty gave to Zhang Ge Lao?" ”

"The public is loyal to the country, and the pillars are the pillars."

Little Lori said in style.

Ning Xiu sighed and didn't say much.

His Majesty the Emperor gave Zhang Jiangling this plaque, which is a normal thing in the eyes of the outside world.

Since the arrival of the pole, His Majesty the Emperor has always handed over the government affairs to his mentor Zhang Juzheng to deal with, as long as it is the teacher's vote to prepare the music, His Majesty the Emperor will allow it to be done.

Even in the sixth year of Wanli, when Zhang Juzheng returned to his hometown to bury his father, some important recitals had to be sent to Jiangling by a special horse, so that Zhang Juzheng could vote for it. There are only some inconsequential notes, which are proposed by Xiao Zhang Ge and Lao Zhang Siwei votes.

Grace has reached the point of being like this, Zhang Juzheng is really a very good minister.

Compared to this, what is a mere imperial plaque?

Ning Xiu didn't think so.

He is familiar with history, and he knows that the honeymoon period between Emperor Wanli and Zhang Juzheng is basically in the years when he has just ascended to the pole.

At that time, the emperor was still young and did not understand the taste of power, so he let Zhang Juzheng go.

Second, at that time, Zhang Juzheng also received the support of the harem Empress Dowager Li, and the emperor naturally did not dare to disobey.

But the good times didn't last long, as the Son of Heaven grew older, his thirst for power increased day by day, and Zhang Juzheng still handled every political matter personally, which made Emperor Wanli feel very unhappy.

In addition, the Wuqingbo cotton clothes incident was stabbed out by Qi Jiguang, and Qi Jiguang was Zhang Juzheng's confidant, so Empress Dowager Li was naturally dissatisfied with Zhang Juzheng.

Although she didn't say it, she already had a mustard in her heart.

The emperor and the empress dowager were estranged from Zhang Juzheng, but the contradictions only broke out after Zhang Juzheng's death.

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