Chapter 592: Imperial Pen Plaque
This time, Song Huizong's cost is one hundred taels of silver, which is a good meal even in the palace. Song Huizong guessed for a while, but he was afraid that the profit here would exceed 10,000 taels of silver a day, and the matter of making money every day really happened, even if he was the emperor, he was a little red.
Rising in the day, no one can stand out from the Great Song Dynasty, Song Huizong is really curious about who the boss behind the scenes here is. Even if you remove the wages of the junior two and others, as well as the money for materials, a few have a few thousand taels in the account, if such profits continue for a long time, I am afraid that they will really be rich and rival the country.
Song Huizong didn't figure out who the boss behind the scenes was, but he understood why everyone was so angry. As long as you get a piece of the pie, you can have a few hundred taels of silver, which is nearly ten thousand taels a year. If it is collected by the imperial court, I am afraid that the treasury will be full every year, not to mention that the army is not short of money, even if it is enough to reward the ministers.
"You go to them and borrow pen and paper!"
The eunuch didn't ask much, he obeyed Song Huizong's will and went out, and after a while he found good rice paper and brushes, and then he began to sharpen the ink. After a while, Song Huizong took up the pen and wrote the words "Heaven and Earth" and "People from the Four Seas", and also stamped the imperial seal.
"Your Majesty, what are you ......," the eunuch said in surprise.
"What? When do I want you to talk too much! Song Huizong shouted.
"Minions are talkative! Damn the minions! The eunuch was startled and hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Song Huizong said lightly: "I let you follow you out of the palace, just to appreciate that you don't ask too much and don't talk much." If there is any sound coming from the palace after returning to the palace, watch your head. ”
"Minions know!"
After Song Huizong left two words, he asked him to go out again and call the shopkeeper. As for the account had been settled, the man came back again and saw Song Huizong leaving two more words, and asked puzzledly: "Guest officer, what are you doing?" ”
"This is your shopkeeper, just say I left it." Song Huizong smiled faintly, "As long as he sees this character, he will understand what it means!" ”
Song Huizong said that, and got up and left.
The woman looked at Song Huizong's departing back dumbfounded, she didn't know much literacy, it didn't mean that the emperor's imperial seal didn't know. Just as she stood there dumbfounded, a man appeared from behind her and scolded, "Why is the pestle here?" Still not going to do things? ”
"The chief butler, this is the word left by the guest officer, saying that it was handed over to the shopkeeper." The woman replied truthfully.
When the chief butler saw the words on it, as well as the square seal, like the woman, he hurriedly put the words on a paperweight to prevent the wind from blowing them away. Then, he ordered everyone to keep the room open to the public for the time being, and left in a hurry.
"Shopkeeper, the villain has something important to report to the master!" The chief butler said hurriedly.
"What makes you so flustered?" The person who appeared in the big housekeeper was none other than the Wang steward in Zhao Gou's mansion.
Since Steward Wang and others can't officially come forward, there will be someone to replace them sometimes, and the big butler in front of him was hired by Zhao Gou for money, just because he was loyal and honest, and he didn't panic, but he didn't want to be so flustered today, so Steward Wang was a little curious.
The chief butler hurriedly said: The chief butler quietly explained the reason to Steward Wang, and then Steward Wang turned around and entered a room. This room is a place on the highest floor of this restaurant, and outsiders don't know about it, even the next person and Xiao Er don't know, only a few people know.
"Young master, the emperor is here!"
Zhao Gou smiled slightly: "Got it, let's go down and have a look!" ”
Steward Wang and the big butler followed behind Zhao Gou and went directly to the 'Feng Yaju', where Song Huizong had eaten before. Zhao Gou looked at the words left on the desk, he knew his father's handwriting well, and Song Huizong did the same to him.
Therefore, when Zhao Gou wrote the inscription again, he did not do it himself, and handed it over to a fortune teller to write. Now Zhao Gou looked at the words clearly visible on it, and knew in his heart that this was his father who guessed that the behind-the-scenes boss here was himself, not to say everything, but also to say five or six points of certainty.
Zhao Gou asked the chief butler to go down, leaving only Steward Wang and him still here.
"It seems that my father guessed it!"
Steward Wang replied, "How come? If you really guessed, with the emperor's temperament, he would definitely let you meet, how could he avoid it? ”
Zhao Gou smiled and said nothing, he believed in his heart that this was Song Huizong's expedient measure. If you don't guess a few points, how can you leave a word? After all, the profits here are huge profits, not to mention peers, even those above the temple are a little red-eyed.
Even if the emperor sees the profits here, he will be red-eyed. If he hadn't guessed it, Song Huizong would never have easily inscribed with the imperial pen, let alone stamped with the imperial seal. It can be said that this is a kind of temptation, but also a kind of response. Zhao Gou knew the situation here, which caused some people's dissatisfaction, and there would definitely be small actions.
It's just that I didn't expect this matter to be transmitted to the palace, and even the emperor knew it. Zhao Gou was really a little surprised, if he didn't have any protection, if he wanted to continue to do it, it would be very difficult, and he would inevitably be disturbed by the local government, and with this word, he could sit back and relax.
"Steward Wang, you are in charge of the money here, you should know that this place is like a huge treasury, and it is not a problem to make money every day!" Zhao Gou said lightly, "If you were the emperor, would you be blushing?" ”
Steward Wang pondered for a moment, but still answered truthfully: "Yes!" ”
The temptation of making money every day is too great, and if it goes on for a long time, it can really surpass the silver taels of the Great Song Dynasty treasury.
"Now the emperor has not seized it, or condemned it, nor has he taken any action, and leaving this picture already shows his attitude!" Zhao Gou looked at the two words on the desk intently, and said loudly: "If you don't guess wrong, my father is giving us shelter, which means that he guessed a few points, and he can't be sure yet!" ”
"So young master, what should I do next?"
"Since my father gives face like this, then we can't save his face!" Zhao Gou smiled slightly, and directly asked Steward Wang to take out these two characters and frame them and make them plaques.
Moreover, Zhao Gou asked to inlay it with real gold and silver, and hang these two plaques high, that is, a door god. If someone really wants to fight the idea here, then he has to weigh it, if he angers Long Yan, no one can afford it.
The emperor's imperial pen, which is equivalent to a holy decree, is also stamped with the imperial seal, that is, the emperor's seal. The current 'people from all over the world' is really justifiable, and this is what Zhao Gou wants. If there is no plaque, even he will be a little difficult, unless he shows his identity, but this is more risky, and this result is the best.
(End of chapter)