Chapter 665: Pingyu

Concubine Fang's words made Zhou and Empress Zhang even more interested.

Soap, perfume, and this fragrance, Zhou and Empress Zhang did not continue to ask, but these few new words put a little ripple in their hearts.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly felt bored, he knew that he had not been here for a long time, but now he is not leaving, not leaving, listening to these three women very embarrassed, what to wash, what to say about skin care, Emperor Hongzhi was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

In this way, it is better to listen to Zhu Houzhao in front of him, talking nonsense, Zhu Houzhao's words, although occasionally harsh, are better than this.

After a while, the child woke up and was carried by the nurse, who came from the West Mountain, and now, put on new clothes and dressed in a new outfit, where there are still traces of half a cropper.

When Concubine Fang saw the child coming, she immediately couldn't care about anything, hugged the child, looked left and right, how to look at it, how pleasing to the eye.

At first, the child was just a big mouse, but now, like a kitten, curled up in swaddling clothes, his eyes are light, and he is very surging in the wind.

Concubine Fang's tears fell like broken beads.

Emperor Hongzhi finally had the opportunity to interject, Concubine Fang was his daughter-in-law, he wanted to get up and tease the child, but it was in the way of Concubine Fang, but it was not easy to step forward, only smiled and said: "I asked the Ministry of Rites, named Zhu Zaimo, ink, black, although this word is not good, but the officials of the Ministry of Rites said that the sages introduced ink and wrote, and it was because of ink that the classic avenue of Fang Cai could survive for eternity, and the book was repaired with ink, and the world was bright." I took this grandson as ink, so that he could illuminate the world. ”

"The name chosen by the father is excellent, Zhu Zaimo ......" Concubine Fang stared at the child, Zhu Zaimo still looked calm, calm, leisurely, and cared about others to die.

Empress Zhang said with a smile: "When Xiao Fanzhen was last year, he was only a little older than him, Fang Xiaofan was naughty and loved to cry, but you look at him, he looks calm and relaxed, everything hangs high, and it doesn't matter to him......"

Concubine Fang, who had red circles under her eyes, burst into tears and smiled, hugged for a while, and when Zhu Zaimo chirped, the nurse lifted her clothes......

Emperor Hongzhi can't bear to read it, tragedy, this nurse is good at everything, full of milk, and at a glance, she knows that she is a person who does her duty, but there is only one thing, that is, ......

Emperor Hongzhi pinned his eyes to the side and got up: "Okay, it's time for me to go to the warm pavilion, Imperial Grandmother, Sun Chen retires." ”

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Early the next morning, a eunuch flew on a horse, panting to the West Mountain.

"Captain, Captain...... The slave maid came to ...... at the behest of the Empress Dowager and Zhang Niangniang"

"Oh." Fang Jifan was careless: "What's the matter?" ”

The eunuch was anxious to stomp his feet: "I asked you about soap and perfume." ”

"Soap & Perfume ......"

Really...... I didn't misunderstand the Empress Dowager and Zhang Niangniang.

They are really people.

I heard that Concubine Fang entered the palace yesterday, and then sent some perfume and soap to the palace.

This Empress Dowager and Zhang Niangniang have already tried it.

As for the effect...... Hey......

Fang Jifan said: "This ...... Because of the lack of raw materials, the soap is good to say, but there are a lot, but this perfume, but it is a rare thing, used, is made of lavender, a strange flower in the Western Regions, I only have these few bottles, originally for the princess Her Royal Highness, you might as well so, soap, when I let the princess enter the palace, send ten or eight, as for the perfume, but only two bottles can be sent into the palace, no more, really no, I am not a trickster, this perfume, but it is a strange thing equivalent to gold, I can't buy it if I want to. ”

The eunuch looked disappointed.

Soap is used for washing, it is indeed very dry, this, the Queen Mother and Zhang Niangniang are full of praise, this soap can be made as much as possible, the workshop can be built soon, high-end can be made with whale oil, low-grade, with lard.

And perfumes ...... It is necessary to know that lavender is the best raw material for making perfume, and other flowers are always much worse, but this lavender cannot be cultivated at all, because lavender is the opposite of other flowers, the more humid and rainy the place, the more difficult it is to grow, and when they have a firm foothold in the west of the river in the future, they will cultivate a large number of it, and now ...... I can only mean the meaning, and I will play the signboard first.

Zhu Houzhao stood aside, listening to the empress dowager and the queen mother anxiously asking for this, and he was happy.

Wealth, this is a wealth.

Zhu Houzhao needs silver now, he is poor.

People's desires cannot be satisfied, and Zhu Houzhao encountered such a situation, in this world, there are so many women, even if there are ten people, and if one woman is willing to consume this, she will make a fortune.

He was silly on the sidelines.

Perfume and gold are equated...... And to make perfume, you have to cultivate flowers outside the customs, huh...... The father of this palace is really unproductive, ashamed of his ancestors, he actually threw the land west of the river to the Tatars for nothing, heartbroken, heartbroken......

The eunuch had hurried back to his life.

Zhu Houzhao pulled Fang Jifan aside: "Old Fang, what should I do." ”

"What to do?" Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao, who was anxious, and he probably understood his thoughts.

"Trading, our perfume, think of the Queen Mother, think of the Queen Mother, think of this world, so many women who haven't used perfume, your heart ...... Doesn't it hurt? ”

Fang Jifan was calm: "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

Zhu Houzhao frowned: "What do you mean... Hexi, didn't you say that this perfume needs to be planted in the land of Hexi, so that it can be extracted from the flowers and made into perfumes, we have to find a way to go to Hexi to plant flowers is ........."

Fang Jifan said lightly: "Wait and see." ”

Zhu Houzhao was anxious: "What are you waiting for?" ”

Fang Jifan said with emotion: "Waiting for my beloved disciple Jiang Chen, I, who is a teacher, am thinking of him all the time. ”

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Jiang Chen and his entourage, starting from Jingshi, traveled all the way west, they crossed Guanzhong, and then, from Guanzhong, went all the way west along the canyon.

The whole west of the river is a corridor, almost along the turbid Yellow River, through the canyon, on both sides, is a continuous mountain, this heavy mountain, almost endless, one valley next to another, finally, converge into the throat of the consolidation of Guanzhong.

Further on, is Lanzhou, the countless stacked mountains, because a few days ago there was a rain, the rain was not heavy, but as a result, I don't know how many years of piling up, on the bare loess, suddenly a little more green, tenacious weeds, from the cracks in the soil and rocks, clumps.

Once upon a time, it was quite prosperous.

Because this is the only way to enter the Western Regions, there are many Western Regions, and if you want to pay tribute, you must enter the customs from here.

The so-called tribute, in fact, is the official trade, the Ming will limit the scale of each country's entry into the customs, and the officials of each country, and then recruit a group of merchants, with a variety of goods through the Western Regions, through the Hexi Corridor, all the way to the Ming Dynasty's capital, the Ming Dynasty then gave a variety of silk and porcelain, so that they returned with a full load.

Therefore, this also led to the prosperity of the entire Hexi Corridor, those merchants in the Western Regions under various names, led camels, horses, secretly carried all kinds of private goods here, in Lanzhou and other places, trade, once here, there were countless Han people, because of the Silk Road, arrived in Lanzhou and other places, in this vicinity, settled down, outside the city of Lanzhou, the Han people built a military fortress, established a military guard, the military and civilians, outside this fortress, reclaimed the fields.

Although the land here is barren, there will still be a harvest along the irrigated land near the Yellow River, and the merchants from the Western Regions who come and go here have also brought wealth to the soldiers and civilians here.

It is precisely for this reason that the Tatars are eyeing this place.

Here, there used to be abundant grasslands, but also valleys like the south of the Yangtze River, deserts, and loess stacked by mountains.

It's just that...... All this prosperity has now disappeared.

Countless reclaimed fields, and now the vicissitudes of the sea, the military fortress that was once built, now only the remnants of the broken walls remain, and the villages that once rose one by one are empty.

Over here...... It has become barren, and the fields that have been reclaimed have become pastures, and the once inhabited land is now a place where the shepherds shelter themselves from the wind at night.

There is only one lonely Lanzhou city, stick to this, outside the city...... Only the long loess, at this time...... It was already winter, and it suddenly snowed, and the snow was flying.

In the westward procession, after Jiang Chen traveled all the way west from a prosperous place, what he saw was countless desolations, so that his heart sank.

He resolutely took the identity of a patrol and led people to continue through Lanzhou and continue to travel west.

Further west, there will be no one left to keep them safe.

There were dozens of them, there were hundreds of horses, some rode people, some horses carried various tools, everyone carried weapons, they wore sweaters, covered with a layer of clothing, wrapped in cloaks, facing the snow in the sky, difficult to walk.

Further west, there are all kinds of military guards, they used to have names, some are called Pingyuwei, some are called Zhenxi Wei, and so on, these once famous military guards all represent the eventful years of the year, when Emperor Taizu Gao and Emperor Wen, countless men were ordered to go out of the customs, with flesh and blood, in a canyon, a wilderness, an ancient city, and the Northern Yuan Dynasty bloody battle at that time.

Under this loess, there are countless white bones of Sensen, and no one can remember the names of these white bones.

Jiang Chen frowned, he looked at the sky full of snow, his mouth was full of white gas, suddenly, he wanted to recite poetry, but suddenly, like a fish in the throat, the cold wind, like a knife, blew on the face, that night, they raised a bonfire in the ruins of the Pingyuwei, and rested temporarily.

Under this broken wall, there is a stele that has been covered with snow and has long been unrecognizable, Jiang Chen wiped off the snow, and vaguely saw the speckled stele with the words: "In the thirteenth year of Hongwu, Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song, was ordered to level the thieves, and here he killed 10,000 thieves, and took more than 2,700 ...... of the head."

The crooked stele stone is no longer visible.

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This chapter is not easy to write, it's late, sorry.