The 3,000 taels of silver brought over was already an absolute wealth in Mao Yulong's opinion. Hangzhou, where 100,000 cranes ride down to Yangzhou, can become a small rich family, but he never expected that at the foot of this son of heaven, it would really be the same as waste paper. Just this small yard, it directly cost nearly a thousand taels, plus the cost along the way from Jiangnan to the north, and the purchase of furniture and furnishings, almost in the blink of an eye, made him shy. Of course, Wang Chengen wanted to buy this yard and give it to Mao Yulong. But Mao Yulong knew that he was now just the companion of an unpopular King Xin, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty did not want to see King Xin, and the powerful Wei Zhongxian did not want to see this King Xin. In this way, it is almost impossible for Wang Chengen to take some red envelopes and receive some gifts. After all, no one knows that history will develop in that direction, and there is no sign of burning cold stoves. To be honest, it was definitely an accident that Zhu Youzhen was able to sit on the throne of the emperor. So his extra income is almost impossible, he is powerless. Although he tried hard to be filial, he couldn't really expect him to be not.

After handing over the money for the house, Mao Yulong was shy, but the old lady didn't allow it to be fat with a swollen face, so he resolutely said to his little brother - we have money.

The family settled down, and waited for the future Guozijian to start school, and then ate and drank for nothing, and then received some money to support the family. Yes, that's counting on this income.

At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang set up Taixue, the purpose of which was to directly train officials, so he stipulated that as long as they were outstanding students selected from all over the country and entered the Guozijian, they would be equivalent to officials. Although the education is strict, the salary is also very high, not only for food and housing, but also directly issued to the seven-grade officials equal to the salary.

Everyone has always thought that the Ming Dynasty officials' salaries were outrageously low, but they didn't know that there was a key reason for this, that is, this was not low, and there was a reason why the county orders received the salaries were not enough for them to spend.

These officials originally had a sedan chair issued by the government when they went out, but it was popular to sit in a sedan chair at that time, so those county orders were honored to sit in a sedan chair, and he needed to pay for it himself. Later officials were all based on the eight-share article, and they had no ability to govern a place at all. They don't know the amount of money and food, and they don't understand the laws of the Ming Dynasty, so if they want to maintain their official positions, they can only ask for the master, and there are at least three hires for a job. And for the sake of decency, it is necessary to hire maids and servants, slaves and lackeys. And there should be dots on it, filial piety, charcoal in winter, ice in summer, and it is necessary to be decent to usher in the need for a decent family, and the family has enough income to live, of course, it will not be able to make ends meet.

But Mao Yulong wants to have this income, and without any other expenses above, he can still live his life.

As for the big situation arranged in Jiangnan, as long as it is implemented smoothly, that income is simply crazy. Even if he doesn't mention this income, a 10% stake in Sanyi Newspaper can make his small life comfortable.

But this income must not be moved, not only can it be moved by itself, but even the three brothers who operate it personally, by the way, including Song Yuanshan, cannot be moved. Because they want to raise this chicken, lay more eggs, and then in the first year of their Chongzhen, they will master Dongjiang Town, at that time it was money that was used on the blade, and now, they can only endure it.

Life has reached this point, and it can be regarded as settling down in the capital, although life is still very embarrassing, but with the current mentality, Xiaofu is also bearable. Of course, the mother is used to living a life of poverty, and for the sake of her son's future, she simply works hard and complains.

The only thing that made Mao Yulong feel uneasy was his sister's mouth, which really couldn't resist the temptation of the strange snacks in the capital, holding the Zhangjiatang man in his hand, but he had already pounced on the clay figure Zhang's doll. And Mao Yulong definitely doesn't think it's wrong to spend some money on Xiaomei, and tries to make her feel the beauty of life as much as possible, and definitely not hardship. And Wang Chengen is simply more accustomed to this little sister than Mao Yulong, if he wants this brother's thigh meat, this guy can directly take out a knife and cut a piece. Every day, seeing the little sister's two cheeks bulging like rats, Mao Yulong has to complain about this brother. But when the mother complained, she immediately stood on the same line with Wang Chengen. Then the two brothers said the words of the saint to you, and he said the way of the saint, which made the old lady helpless.

took out a sugar-fried chestnut from the sleeve of the little sister, and Wang Chengen told Mao Yulong a little excitedly: "Tomorrow, King Xin wants to see you, a prodigy in the south of the Yangtze River, who is intelligent, and he must verify your true talent and learning, because he expresses deep doubts about your various actual military achievements." ”

Mao Yulong shook his head in pain: "This must be a show when you have nothing to do, what are you talking about?" Isn't that giving me trouble? ”

Wang Chengen hugged his little sister and pulled Mao Yulong to sit on a street stall, I don't have to say, this is what my little sister wants again, this Beijing snack is too tricky, as long as you go to the street, you will basically go back empty.

"Three bowls of stew, and then one bowl of packing." Wang Chengen greeted while pausing his chopsticks, and then continued to say to Mao Yulong: "Actually, it's not what I said at all, your name has already spread all over the world, or what is the blind storyteller standing on the side talking about?" ”

The hot stew was boiled, Mao Yulong and Xiaoya buried their heads in the sea bowl, snoring and eating, but the big ears were stunned.

Sure enough, the blind storyteller was telling Mao Yulong's Jiangnan story. In his mouth, he is not a quiet scholar, he is simply a god with three heads and six arms: "In other words, Mao Yulong, with fire in his mouth, smoke in his buttocks, 6 arms wielding 6 magic weapons, and the black pressure and blue-faced fangs pounced on the pirate——"

Mao Yulong couldn't hold back the feeling of vomiting, took out a handful of copper coins directly in his little brother's arms, walked in front of the storyteller in a few steps, and directly stuffed this handful of copper coins to him: "Change one for another, say that Yue Yun 8 sledgehammer hammer shook the four famous mountains." ”

As a result, when the blind storyteller thanked Dade like this, the people around him stopped listening: "We have to listen to this paragraph, and we have to listen to Mao Yulong's 8 back Nezha, how he defeated 5 million pirates." ”

Mao Yulong stumbled directly, and then pulled his little brother and ran away directly.

"I really don't have any good feelings for that letter king, don't make trouble for me." Walking on the street, the two brothers grabbed the little sister's walnuts, and Mao Yulong begged the little brother.

"Brother, just help with this, the king of faith in my family is indeed too curious. It's also that I'm too talkative, and when I asked for leave, I just said that you entered Beijing, but he was curious, and I really had no choice. Besides, this is also a rare opportunity for me to please my lord, don't you help my brother? If you really don't help, the two of us will cut off our robes now, oh yes, this time you must cut your own robes, and you can't destroy my clothes again. ”。

Speaking of conscience, although he knew that this little guy would become the master of the world in the future, Mao Yulong saw that his interest was really lacking, because in his opinion, holding this thigh would not do him any good, and it was entirely possible to be kicked to death by him.

But for the sake of his younger brother's future, there is no way, admit it. WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~

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