September 26, frost season.

There are still many months before the Chinese New Year, and there is already a bit of Chinese New Year's Eve lively atmosphere in the capital, and every night, a large number of bureaucrats, squires and wealthy businessmen will pour into the lamp market in the capital, singing every night.

The bureaucratic gentry, led by the Donglin Party, celebrated that they were going to expand the cellar where the silver was buried into an underground palace.

The Jin merchants, led by the eight Jin merchants, celebrated that they were about to eat all the Zhuangzi fields in Beizhili.

Zhu Shun is also celebrating, he is poor and white, and his net worth is only two water-powered spinning machines, unlike the extravagance of the Donglin Party and the Eight Jin Merchants.

The money in the waist bag is only enough to buy two bowls of wine and a plate of fennel beans.

Zhu Shun sat on the bench in the craftsman's room, in front of him was the cutting board that was often used to strike iron, and Zhu Zhongyi, the chief banner, sat on the bench opposite.

The two of them had a bowl of wine each, and a plate of fennel beans, drinking with relish.

The two of them drank very slowly, not because of the wine, but because they didn't necessarily have any wine for a year and a half, and they finally caught it, of course, they had to taste it slowly.

Zhu Shun touched the second uncle's bowl and said with a smile: "I drank today to celebrate two things, the first thing is that a thousand rifled flintlock pistols have been built. ”

General Banner Zhu Zhongyi's dark face grinned and took a sip of wine.

Zhu Shun also took a sip and touched the second uncle's wine bowl again: "The second thing is the gunpowder of the new Wang Gong factory, all of which are buried." ”

Zhu Zhongyi, the general banner, still grinned and took a sip of wine.

Although he didn't know what to be happy about burying the gunpowder, the child was happy, and he was in a good mood.

No matter how slow the two of them drank, after all, it was only two bowls of wine, and the half-pillar incense time was not finished before the wine was drunk.

They went back to their houses and went to sleep.

Zhu Shun, who was lying on the bed and sleeping very soundly, didn't know that when he was drinking with his second uncle, there was a person who looked at the two of them enviously.

Chongzhen learned that a thousand rifled flintlock pistols had been built, and took Wang Chengen to pay a private visit for the third time.

Hearing the report from Fanzi outside Wang Gongchang, saying that Zhu Shun was drinking with his second uncle, Chongzhen thought that today was indeed worth celebrating, so he took Wang Chengen over happily and prepared to drink.

How could he have thought that Zhu Shun, who stirred up such a huge turmoil.

There is only one in front of you.

Two bowls of wine, a plate of fennel beans.

Even more unexpected.

I saw a scene tonight, a warm picture that Chongzhen will never forget in his life, so I didn't bother the two of them who were drinking.

Chongzhen usually eats very little meat, and he doesn't even touch a drop of wine, just in the figures of Zhu Shun and Zhu Zhongyi, the general banner, disappeared from view.

Chongzhen said suddenly: "Chengen, accompany me tonight, no, accompany me to have two drinks." ”

"Let's celebrate, too."

Wang Chengen has followed Chongzhen for so many years and experienced a lot of things, and he knows too well what the most ruthless emperor is.

sighed in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face: "The old slave will accompany Ah Da and drink a few more drinks." ”

Hearing the word Ah Da, Chongzhen's face appeared with a warm mellow that had not appeared for I don't know how many years.

Everyone in the capital is celebrating, and Huang Yonggui, who is hundreds of miles away from his hometown in Shanxi, is also celebrating.

However, before the wine in his cup was opened, the Eight Immortals Table was overturned by the second brother.

Relatives and friends looked at Huang Yonggui in the past, basically with a hint of admiration, after all, Huang Yonggui is the only wealthy businessman in their side house who can buy a house and land in the capital.

Today, he looked at him mockingly with a look that saw a fool.

The second brother overturned the table and was not finished, he almost picked up the wine jug and smashed it at Huang Yonggui's head, and shouted: "Huang Yonggui, you say it again!" ”

Huang Yonggui took a sweat towel from the maid's hand, slowly wiped off the wine and soup on the satin jacket, and said calmly: "Second brother, you don't understand. ”

"I mortgaged the ancestral house of our family for more than ten generations, it is of great use, and in the future, you and my brothers will be recorded in the family tree and become our ......... of ZTE."

Before he finished speaking, the second brother picked up his fist and smashed it on Huang Yonggui's face: "Zhongxing, you fart, I have to beat you to death today for my dead father." ”

"This is the ancestral house of our family that has been passed down for more than ten generations, and it has been inherited for more than ten lifetimes!"

"If Dad were still alive, he would be angry with you today, a loser, and he would still lick his face and say ZTE."

Huang Yonggui had been guarding against this punch for a long time, but he didn't expect it to come so suddenly, and a donkey rolled and barely dodged it.

With so many relatives and friends still watching, Huang Yonggui has lost his face today, and he no longer has the so-called demeanor, and left here with a black face.

was about to leave his hometown the next day, and Huang Yonggui deliberately got up very late, so that all the people who saw him off outside would come.

Huang Yonggui, who stayed up until the third pole of the sun, walked outside the Zhuangzi, but he didn't see anyone.

In the past, no matter whether Huang Yonggui came back or left, he was always welcomed, and even if relatives and friends at home were married a hundred miles away, they had to come a few days in advance.

is to welcome Huang Yonggui, or to send away the big man with the biggest face.

The only person who came to see Huang Yonggui today was the autumn wind, but it was also in line with the occasion.

Huang Yonggui slowly walked onto the donkey cart loaded with gold bricks.

Stand with your hands in your hands and look into the distance.

After a long time, he calmly said, "You don't understand. ”