When it comes to Qian Sule's status, what he considers when marrying his daughter is no longer the character, knowledge and wealth of her husband's family.

The Northern Expeditionary Army had 400,000 soldiers and horses, and more than 200,000 were Zhejiang soldiers. In addition, this place is rich and famous in the world, no matter who is in power, he will not let go of a person who has nothing to do with him and has such a high reputation in Zhejiang. As long as Qian Sule is alive, even if his daughter is outrageously ugly, Hou Xuanyan has to marry back in tears. Fortunately, Qian Sule's daughter is slender, fair-skinned, and handsome, although she is not as good as Chen Yuanyuan and Bian Yujing, she can be regarded as a beauty. Moreover, the Qian family is a prestigious family for several generations, and the daughter of the big family who has been taught has a different flavor from the Qinglou Jiaowa.

Qian Sule's subordinates' eyes lit up, and they all showed excited expressions, and Sun Jiaji spoke directly: "Qian Gong, there are no disadvantages to this matter, since ancient times, beauties have been matched with heroes, not the prince of Yue, who can marry Qian Gong's daughter." ”

Qian Sule stroked his beard and nodded under the eager eyes of his subordinates. Hou Xuanyan needs the support of the Zhejiang people, why don't the Zhejiang people want to be one step closer to their own commander, you must know that many of these people are generals of the fourth battalion of the Northern Expedition.

There was a commotion in the lobby, and the Zhejiang civil and military officials congratulated Qian Sule together, Ma Shiying smiled very brightly, stood up and said: "Congratulations to Qian Gong, so I will go back to my life, and the prince is still waiting for my news." ”

Qian Sule stood up rarely, and said politely: "The Ma Pavilion Department has worked hard from afar, it's not too late to leave after lunch, come on, go to my house and let me know, don't leave everyone here today, go to my house and use it before leaving." ”

Hangzhou officials are overjoyed, this is a good opportunity to have a good relationship with Shangguan, Ma Shiying is used to being a man, so he naturally refuses to spoil the good deeds of these officials. Moreover, since Qian Sule has a relationship with Hou Xuanyan, it is estimated that there will be little change in Zhejiang in the future. This old boy's energy is not small, Ma Shiying was quite envious in his heart, and secretly said in his heart: It's a pity that my little elixir is not open, and it is not as good as her cousin, alas, looking at a very clever child...

In the backyard of the Qian family, Qian Sule's wife took her daughter's hand and told Qian Wei about it.

Qian Wei's face was as red as a pomegranate with her mouth, she lowered her head and fiddled with her skirt, and was patted on the hand by her mother, and asked, "You are talking." ”

"How embarrassed to be a daughter in this kind of thing is up to her father..."

The corners of Mrs. Qian's mouth hooked and smiled, and the surrounding maids also snickered together, Qian Wei put her head into the quilt, pouted and shook her hand back: "Go out, go out, you all go." ”

Mrs. Qian took a group of maids and walked out of the door, and Qian Wei came out of the bed, her pretty face was full of shame, and her thoughts returned to last winter. He led a group of fierce soldiers, knocked on the door of his house in the middle of the night, hung a sword with armor at his waist, and rode a high-headed horse, very majestic...

After a while, three smiling middle-aged women pushed open the door and walked into Miss Qian's boudoir and began to impart some unfathomable knowledge...

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There is a lot of joy in the Jinling Palace, Hou Xuanyan has never been in this house for so long, the male owner of a large family is like the sun in the sky, and Hou Xuanyan is alive with this house.

Hou Xuanyan closed his door for seven days and recuperated under the pretext of recuperation, but in fact, he allowed Zhao Yuanhua's bloody purge. There was no superfluous interrogation, no torture, these steps were omitted, and many people were buried directly in the foothills of Qinglong Mountain. The money obtained from the raid of the house was piled up in the treasury, and the household department was smiling with joy. The Hubu Shangshu of the Ming Dynasty is basically an unlucky guy who prevaricates with the emperor, there is no more generous than him, and His Majesty will not squander it now.

After the Ming Dynasty from Wanli, it seemed that the poor were the same as Sun Tzu, but in fact, there was no period comparable to the inflow of silver at the end of the Ming Dynasty. Wanli, Tianqi, Chongzhen three dynasties, Liaodong military pay to eat the treasury empty, the emperor to repair a garden minister to hang up, in fact, in these three dynasties, the Ming Dynasty overseas trade is extremely developed, the amount of silver inflow even reached 500 million taels.

The silver was divided up by the interest groups of merchants, civil officials, and gentry, and the grain squeezed out by the imperial court and the small people in the north was all handed over to the Guanning army in Liaodong, but these big families refused to pay even a little commercial tax. If the emperor dares to collect taxes from them, the civil officials in the court will scold the emperor, scold the tax supervisor, and "fight according to reason"; The local merchants and gentry would instigate some foolish people to make trouble, and gather a crowd to kill the tax collectors and tax collectors. We have to make the people who try to collect taxes so anxious that they no longer dare to covet their wealth.

Now Hou Xuan's army is strong and strong, and he is not the emperor, so he doesn't care about their crying, making trouble, and hanging themselves. Do you want to make trouble? I'm sorry I didn't have a chance, this time the purge was to kill first and then raid the house, and finally convict. Moreover, it is to clean up the officialdom first, and then clean up the businessmen, which is equivalent to cutting off its mouthpiece first. These black-hearted wealthy families, the wealth that has been painstakingly accumulated for generations, are being eaten ready-made by Hou Xuanyan.

In the inner courtyard of the Hou family, several wives and concubines sit in the courtyard and enjoy the blooming flowers in the garden. Red, yellow, white... The flowers of various colors compete with each other, and Hou Xuanyan doesn't know half of them at a glance. On the ground were several boxes of the most precious jewels and an account book sent by the Criminal Department, Hou Xuanyan flipped through the account book and said with a smile: "I have raised pigs for two hundred years in the Ming Dynasty, and they were slaughtered by us, and today is equivalent to the New Year." ”

He sat in the stone pavilion, and there was an empty chair next to him that was Huang Ying'er's place, and the others stood aside in an orderly manner, even if Huang Ying'er was still running around in the courtyard, no one sat in her place. Hou Xuanyan is now the identity of the prince, if there are no rules, the family will inevitably be chaotic. Bian Yujing looked at the flowers in the courtyard, he was in a good mood, his pretty face was flushed, and he looked at the courtyard.

Hou Xuanyan smiled, stretched out his hand to beckon her, and asked, "Saisai, do you recognize all the flowers in this courtyard?" ”

Bian Yujing smiled brightly, but a pair of wonderful eyes kept looking at Chen Yuanyuan, the ladies in the courtyard, she was made small everywhere, but she wanted to press her in front of Chen Yuanyuan. Chen Yuanyuan hated the root of his teeth, but there was nothing he could do, Bian Yujing was thrown into the mansion by himself who admired the grandfather of the country at that time, but he was robbed on the battlefield.

"Master, these flowers are all precious species, common and rare, it just so happened that the slave saw a hundred flowers when he was young, and he was lucky to know it." These words were modest, but there was a little smugness in the tone.

Hou Xuanyan smiled, took out a big ruby from the box, shone in the pavilion, and said: "Sai Sai is romantic, don't let everyone, just make a poem with my favorite flower, and I will reward you for this." After speaking, he maliciously glanced at Bian Yujing's waist and thighs.

Bian Yujing's face turned red, but in order to fix his pet, he couldn't care about being ashamed.

When he walked to the pavilion, he picked up the little pipa, played it with his bare hands, and sang: "

There are flowers and no leaves, which are the same, blooming in a full moon.

The time for the teacher to linger is limited, and it is difficult to end up being a slave.

Su Shui Xue Jing Song two petals, Yingwei splendid has been darkened.

Looking back at the powder cry, the Jinliu Dan acupoint is still red.

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Hou Xuanyan was convinced and praised: "In ancient times, Cao Zijian wrote poems in seven steps, and I had Saisai songs to write words, which is really elegant and elegant." ”

Chen Yuanyuan's silver teeth on the side bit secretly, and scolded in his heart: "Little sao hooves, after being folded, there are still many tricks, it's really shameless!" ”