Xing'anbo, who was far away in the capital, sat at the table of the Eight Immortals of Rosewood, and was drinking depressedly.

Accompanying him were Xin Ningbo and Huaiyuanhou, who grew up with bare buttocks since childhood.

Porcelain has always been the largest ancestral property of Xing'anbo, Xing'anbo took over the family's ancestral property from his father, and there are as many as 46 private kiln workshops.

The porcelain business of Xing'an Bofu in the capital is well-known and has always had the reputation of porcelain half of the city.

Who knew that in his hands, year after year, under the suppression of the Donglin Party and Jin merchants, the porcelain workshops were closed one after another.

Now there are only three left, and even a fraction of the original ones are not enough.

This is the ancestral property that Xing'anbo Mansion has accumulated after I don't know how many generations, and it is really going to be destroyed in his hands.

Every time Xing Anbo thought of this, his chest was stuffy and he almost wanted to shed tears, but he drank a lot of wine today, and his eyes were red.

Xin Ningbo and Huaiyuan Hou looked at Xing Anbo, who was aggrieved like this, and felt uncomfortable, after all, they were good brothers who grew up together.

When I was a child, I had delicious pastries, and the three of them were reluctant to eat alone, so they called the other two brothers and ate them together.

Seeing the good brother gobbling up, the pastry in his mouth is more fragrant every time.

If you are at fault, you are also blaming each other.

During the Wanli period, Huaiyuan Hou smashed his father's favorite wooden leaf Tianmu cup, which was a unique product fired in the Song Dynasty, which was difficult to imitate, and it was gone if it was broken.

When the old Huaiyuan Marquis was young, he was most afraid of the old Huaiyuan Marquis, and he didn't dare to speak loudly when he met him, let alone break the old Huai Yuanhou's most beloved desk confession.

Huaiyuanhou, who was still young at the time, lived a frightened life all day long, and Xing Anbo took this matter for him.

This incident, Huaiyuan Hou remembered for a lifetime.

Later, Xing Anbo was beaten by the old Xing Anbo for half a month and couldn't get out of bed, when Huaiyuanhou cried to find him, Xing Anbo lying on the bed, and squeezed out a smiling face to lie to him that he was fine.

When Huaiyuanhou saw his good brother like this, his heart was sour, his eyes were red, and he slapped the table and stood up with a 'bang': "There is no royal law!" Ben Hou will lead people to exterminate this gang of moths now. ”

Xin Ningbo had never seen Xing'anbo, who had been giggling for most of his life, so vulnerable, and said with a slight red eye: "Don't be impulsive, even if you smash the porcelain workshop of the Donglin Party and the Jin Merchants, what use can it be?" ”

"They wish we had smashed the porcelain workshop now, so that they have an excuse to attack us."

"It's better to do this, just shut down all the porcelain workshops, and in the future, the two of us will start a steam wood factory together."

Xing'an Boqiang endured his emotions and didn't let the tears fall: "It's not that you can't open a porcelain workshop, it's that you can't swallow this breath." ”

"This is the ancestral property of Xing'an Bofu that has been passed down from generation to generation, and it was destroyed by the Donglin Party and Jin merchants, and I can only watch it."

"I'm really aggrieved in my heart, if I don't care about passing on the title, Lao Tzu will take someone to slaughter Gu Shilang's little beast now."

At this time, a cronie housekeeper pushed open the moire wooden door of Huanghuali and walked in: "Uncle, Gu Shilang from the Ministry of Industry is here, saying that he has something important to discuss." ”

Huaiyuanhou widened his eyes, slapped the table heavily, and almost shook the tea set on it: "Ben Hou was trying to find him, so he sent it to the door and brought the old thing in." ”

The cronies and housekeepers saw that Xing Anbo nodded and walked out.

It didn't take long for Gu Shilang to appear at the door wearing a Dongpo hat, a large blue tuan's right coat, a belt, and black boots.

It was dusk, and the pale red sunlight was shining down from the sky.

Projected on Gu Shilang's large blue tuan's right coat, a faint purple color appeared, which seemed to indicate that he was not far from the purple pavilion.

The faint purple color reflected fell in the eyes of the three nobles of Xing'anbo, but it was the monstrous power of the Donglin Party that claimed to be in power.

Zhu is the imperial surname of the Ming Dynasty, and there is a saying in the "Analects" that "the evil purple seizes Zhu Ye", and the Ming Dynasty has long abandoned purple from the official uniform.

Gu Shilang dared to deliberately create a virtual shadow in a purple suit, still in Xing'anbo's mansion.

What a sight of no man.

If it weren't for Xin Ningbo pressing Huaiyuanhou to death, Huaiyuanhou would dare to draw a knife and cut him on the spot.

Gu Shilang put on a blue large group of right clothes today, which is to tell Xing'an Bo that his mind and vision are not just as simple as Shangshu, and they have long been placed in the cabinet.

The Prime Minister's Mansion in the Tang Dynasty was called the Purple Pavilion.

With purple will, it caused a certain amount of oppression in Xing'anbo's heart, weighed the weight of it, and did what Gu Shilang said next.

Gu Shilang didn't cross the threshold, just stood at the door, soaked in the faint red sunset: "This official visited Uncle's mansion today just for one thing. ”

Xing Anbo gritted his teeth and stared at him, eager to tear off a piece of meat from Gu Shilang's body.

Xin Ningbo looked at the door quietly, and pressed one hand on Huaiyuanhou's shoulder.

Huaiyuanhou's eyes were round, and he pressed on the palm of the ancestral saber, and the green tendons burst out.

After a slight pause, Gu Shilang continued: "In the future, if you cut off contact with Zhu Shun, the Donglin Party will stop suppressing the ancestral property of the uncle's mansion, and will also support the uncle." ”

"Let Uncle become a porcelain city."

The Donglin Party did all this just for one thing, to cut off the most precious thing in Zhu Shun's hands.

Ordinary bureaucrats and squires will definitely think that it is those new machinery, and Gu Shilang, the core members of the Donglin Party, has seen the root of the problem in a nuanced way.

Network.

Especially the exchanges with Xungui allowed Zhu Shun to get a big backer in Daming out of thin air.

Fortunately, the relationship between Zhu Shun and Xungui is not too deep, and only a few people such as Xing'an Bo and Xin Ningbo have a good relationship with him.

What the Donglin Party has to do now is to cut off all the connections around Zhu Shun little by little, and when Zhu Shun is left alone, things will be simple.

And the most precious thing in Xing'anbo is the ancestral property that has been passed down from generation to generation.

The Donglin Party made a fuss about this, which was to force Xing Amber to make a choice.

Xin Ningbo sighed in his heart, the Donglin Party deserves to be able to 'dominate the world' in the court, this calculation of people's hearts is really numb.

Zu Chan or Zhu Shun, which one is more important, is obvious.

Xing'anbo's reaction was only part of the Donglin Party Temple's calculations, and the real plot was still to come.

Xing'anbo fell to the Donglin Party, and Xin Ningbo and Huaiyuanhou will also make a choice.

Needless to say, the Marquis of Huaiyuan would rather give up the huge temptation of a mountain of gold and silver every year, but also stand on his brother's side.

New Nimbor will do the same, preferring to give up the timber trade from now on, and will also stand by Xing'anbo's side without hesitation.

With just one small thing that seems to have nothing to do with Zhu Shun, the temple has counted so many children.

In one step, he completely cut off Zhu Shun's most valuable noble connection.

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