It has been more than ten days since the officials and troops entered the city, but there was no news in the yamen, although the gentry provided food, but the military administration department also opened a "white strip" stamped with the official seal, which seemed to be the case, and did not completely ask them to "donate".

However, it was difficult for the gentry to extract anything from the mouths of these staff officers who acted as administrators. According to the elves who were good at reading words and colors, and glared at the children under the eyes of the old hats, they reported: "There is a kind of simplicity in the eyes of these people that has never been seen in the eyes of officials," as if "the mountain people have never seen silver in the mountains."

Seeing that he couldn't discuss anything for a long time, the old patriarch of the Mo family said: "After discussing for a long time, I have ordered someone to prepare a table of banquets, fill my stomach and discuss again." ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and saw the small boat rushing from the shore. But what came down was not a servant with wine and food, but a man wrapped in thick cotton clothes and trembling a little - it was the housekeeper of the Mo family.

"Sir," the butler paused in his ear, "the two merchants from the south have swaggeringly put up their flags and are going to settle in those empty houses!" ”

Hearing this, the logic lines in the head of the Mo family instantly connected together, and the rapidly rotating train of thought made it difficult for his brain to keep up with the blood supply, and his eyes fainted. Seeing that the head of the Mo family fainted directly, no one had the heart to come to eat again, everyone went ashore on a small boat, jumped into the carriage and went back to their respective homes to see what wind was blowing in the city.

Sitting in the carriage, Anonymous opened the curtain to feel the drier air in the north, not knowing that his arrival directly added a stroke patient to Yunnan Prefecture, he jumped out of the carriage, and quickly commanded the men to carry all kinds of goods: mainly iron and salt, which have relatively little conflict with the local industry, even though he knew that the "relay sales" from the original tooth shop to the direct sales from Ava to Kunming would cause huge conflicts with local merchants, but adhering to the concept of harmony and wealth, Anonymous did not intend to start selling grain immediately--- of course, if the local merchants did not know what to do and wantonly raised the price of grain, as a de facto imperial merchant, he would also "cooperate with the government's work" to sell the grain.

Under the initiative of the Military Administration Department to repair the damaged city walls and roads with "work for relief", idlers went to the construction site to move bricks. There are not many idlers who see the caravan lively, but there are a lot of errand runners sent by various businesses to serve as eyeliner, and Anonymous turned his head, and he saw that a few people who showed many characteristics of men came, and the nodding and flamboyant look could not be hidden.

"Tsk..."

Anonymous slapped his mouth twice, and ignored him. After ordering someone to look at the courtyard, and there was no problem, Anonymous sent someone to take a prayer note and invite the merchants and gentry in Yunnan Province (they are often two sides of the same coin) to come over for dinner tomorrow. After that, the anonymous person was stunned and entered the Yunnan Military and Political Department for the time being, and the big characters on the greeting posts received by each family were really startled: "Da Ming Pa dares to men, please..."

Baron? Since the Ming Dynasty, there have only been third-class titles below the prince, when did there be a baron? But it can't be fake, it can't be fake, this can swagger into Yunnan Mansion, and he can directly enter the military hall and chat with Lord Gao, naturally this title can't be fake--- I can only say that I don't know much about the situation in the south.

Yunnan and Myanmar seem to be geographically adjacent, but for the Han gentry near the Kunming Basin, Myanmar, separated by a large string of Tusi Tuzhou Tu Prefectures, is like a mountain in the mist, and it is difficult to get a clear picture of the whole picture. Even as a year passed and intermittent news spread north, they didn't understand what was really going on in Myanmar.

Several "worldly friends" families each sent a reliable family son with a letterbox to exchange opinions between the masters, but no matter how they conceived ghosts, and what kind of offensive and defensive alliance they made, everyone had to pick up themselves, in the face of this uninvited guest's Hongmen banquet, and the emperor's title, and the military and political hall vacated an empty house for people to stand on, before completely seeing the reality of this person, no one dared to give the anonymous a "dismount"!

Before it was dark, the people of all families entered the merchant hall early and waited; His family handed over the gift list and arranged two tables for them to eat and drink.

When the moment came, several voices shouted in a strange accent: "Lord Yu has arrived!" ”

Hearing this voice, Mo Xiaobei, the eldest son of the Mo family, was not angry: I don't know anything about you, the surname is unknown, just your place where you stay in the people outside the Huawai, can you donate a seven-grade sesame official in ordinary years? There are no heroes at the time, which makes the shaft famous!

But he didn't have a seizure, and still knelt down with the others, giving enough face to the name.

"Excuse me, in fact, our baron is just a big man, which official can afford us? said that he didn't kneel when he saw the official, but I saw that the official's legs were still shaking. "The anonymous laughed with a knife hidden, ridiculed the crowd, and tried his best to be sarcastic and sarcastic: The official looks down on my position, but what are you? I don't dare to write the title on the official post, but for you, I dare to straighten my waist and write it!

"That's... This is the eldest son of the Mo family, right? Anonymous pretended to be a little dazzled, and pointed at Mo Xiaobei with his hand.

"It's the grass people." Mo Xiaobei snorted lightly.

"I heard that the owner of your mansion is very good at running a house." The anonymous didn't say much, and went straight up. "But there are three million people under the political envoy of Yunnan, and thousands of gentry of all sizes, how can your mansion have no losses, but a slight increase in wealth?"

Faced with the sudden questioning, Mo Xiaobei was a little panicked: "My father is benevolent..."

"No, no, no," the anonymous who had been brainwashed by Zhu Youlang stood up directly: "At this time, the wealth is fixed, the war reduces the wealth, and the wealth of your family increases, that is, your family robs the wealth of others, what a Yunnan Mansion Mo's!" ”

Mo Xiaobei felt a little confused, what kind of invitation did he receive, and the man in front of him, who looked funny, but didn't talk about the rules of the game at all, was it a businessman or a bureaucrat?

As the eldest son, his father taught him how to run the family since he was a child, but what kind of strange situation is this?

"This, this..."

"However, I'm not an official master, so I can't control your mansion, just mention it." After speaking, Anonymous showed a "you know" expression again.

Everyone looked at each other and immediately understood what this meant: most likely, the newly appointed Yunnan prefect or Yunnan political envoy or someone else needs them to sponsor the office expenses.

Well said! Why is it so ugly! Everyone complained in their hearts, and secretly decided to let their families prepare money to send after they went back, so as not to find an opportunity, the current emperor appoints many martial artists, and the magistrates who may come up may also have something to do with the martial arts! So they went up to play the round one after another, so that they could say that the anonymous "had a step down".

"Come, congratulations on the completion of Lord Yi's new shop, let's all have a drink."

A merchant who sold "northern goods" to the south offered to make a toast, and everyone slandered this person in their hearts, but his legs stood up honestly.

As soon as the wine entered the mouth, many people choked on a spicy sensation and spit it out. Anonymous smiled: "But I forgot to say it, this kind of liquor that His Majesty asked the Internal Affairs Office to make is called Irrawaddy." ”

(End of chapter)