Seeing that one of his strongest thugs was abused by the person in front of him, Li Zhixue immediately understood that there was no need for other people to come up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThere are no twenty or thirty thugs standing on the deck the size of a palm.

"Grandpa, can't I call you grandpa?" Witty as Li Zhixue immediately admitted it, a hero does not suffer immediate losses, it is obvious that Li Zhixue is a hero: "Grandpa, you just spare me, you are the dragon who crosses the river, don't deal with the turtle from my small place anymore." ”

Li Zhixue put himself in a very low position, just because the unlucky ghost who was smashed to the bottom of the boat has not stopped screaming until now.

Zhu Hou looked at this opponent who was not an opponent in front of him, and slowly walked over.

The pace is not fast, but every step seems to be stepping on Li Zhixue's heart, and when Zhu Houzhao walked in front of this kid, Li Zhixue was already completely lying on the ground.

It can be seen that he is afraid that he will give him another time in the future, Li Zhixue does not have the strong physique of that guy, and if he is injured by a fall, he will probably even give his life here.

is also a gentleman, and the indifference in Zhu Houzhao's eyes makes Li Zhixue feel cold, that is, he simply treats him like a mustard.

When Zhu Houzhao stood still, Li Zhixue, who was looking down, said: "Grandpa, forget about the matter last time, you will spare me if you have a lot, I don't want to be the master of Tianyin Pavilion, it's all yours, as long as you let me go." ”

Zhu Houzhao smiled: "This grandfather is comfortable, but I want to meet my son and see how he gave birth to such a thing as you, which is simply a discredit to our industry." ”

Li Zhixue was stunned for a moment, obviously he hadn't brought himself into the role set by the character, and those grandfather calls were a bit duplicitous.

Zhu Houzhao stepped on him with a snap and scolded: "It's a fucking shame, hurry up and think about who my son is, and say that grandpa won't beat you!" ”

It's a pity that Li Zhixue's brain is not very good, and he is completely panicked at this time.

Zhu Houzhao sighed regretfully, this product was much worse than Mo Yanei, so he had to kick him and said, "Your father, good grandson." After being beaten, you must know to find your parents and call your father as much as possible! ”

Li Zhixue gasped, he had seen arrogance, he himself had been arrogant, but he had never seen such arrogance, knowing that he was a senior official of the second grade, he still dared to say what he wanted to see, and the implicit implication between the lines was that he wanted to teach the second grade a lesson was so strong that his breath could be heard.

The peach blossoms of the night will be happy in this farce. Almost all of them watched Tobe Shangshu's son being violently beaten, and their hearts were a happy mess. is also a scholar, this Li Zhixue has always been regarded by them as the scum of the scum, which despises the elements of not learning and not knowing, but the bigger thing is that this kid's father is a Hubu Shangshu is still so unlearned, which is simply a smear for readers.

Zhu Houzhao did not enter the boudoir of the master of Tianyin Pavilion because of the number of women on his boat.

After Li Zhixue was let go by Zhu Houzhao, he immediately galloped back home, and he didn't dare to show off the scars on his face to his father.

He was beaten twice in a month, and he usually beats people, so he can't afford to lose this person at all.

He concealed it, but Zhu Houzhao kept it in his heart. Of course, this is not because Li Zhixue robbed him of women three times and twice, but because of Mo Yanei's complaints.

Things once again exceeded the expectations of several people, and the implementation of a new commercial tax reform in the Jiangnan territory did not change greatly because of the full support of the Mo family.

In the final analysis, the reason is the low social status of merchants, although the Mo family occupies the majority of Jiangnan commerce and has strong financial resources, but in the eyes of all the official eunuchs who take their family's filial piety and silver, the Mo family is just a cow.

I'm used to drinking his milk, and now I don't drink it, isn't this forcing people to wean?

So every day to come to the Mo family to find trouble and ask for silver, the Mo family thinks of ways to deal with it, but they can't stand people from making trouble in their store.

Jinling is okay, only Li Gang, the head of the household department, who is dead and wants money, will go to the Mo family's shop to find trouble. Of course, this is only a small part, but more of it is to use the power under his hands to make the Mo family's business difficult, and the previous conveniences have all been cut off.

This is not the case in Jinling, not to mention other small places. All kinds of corrupt officials disregard the Mo family's status as imperial merchants, use various means to block the Mo family's business, and do everything they can.

Anyway, after a month, the Mo family's business has suffered setbacks everywhere, and the money earned in a month in previous years may not be able to earn back in half a year.

Mo Yanei worriedly looked for Zhu Houzhao twice or three times, shook his head and said that it would not work like this, it would not work. Not to mention that in the future, five million taels of silver can be sent to the imperial treasury in the future, even half of it is not very likely.

Anyway, being idle is idle, and you can't watch your money bag being emptied by rats little by little.

The means of killing chickens and making an example of monkeys are already indispensable. And Li Gang, the secretary of Nanjing's household department, is the chicken selected by Zhu Houzhao. Directly taking the second-grade master to open the knife is obviously more deterrent than killing a hundred magistrates.

On the third day after the Peach Blossom Meeting, a guest was welcomed in the house of Li Gang, the head of the household department in Nanjing.

The guy who came to be a guest was quite arrogant, not to mention that he didn't even give a penny to the usual doorman, and even a few doormen who guarded the door were slapped and flew out.

Not long after, Li Gang, the head of the household who had received the notice, hurriedly came to the main hall of his house, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a young man sitting there drinking tea with a big thorn, looking a little familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember that he had seen it there.

So Li Gang easily attributed him to the ranks of passers-by, at most he was just a young descendant who might be more famous.

But such an arrogant beating and breaking into the door obviously did not take him, the Nanjing Hubu Shangshu, in his eyes.

"Who are you, and what kind of place is this?" Li Gang's face was gloomy, but he didn't get angry immediately, but sat directly on the seat on Zhu Houzhao's right.

Zhu Houzhao took a sip of tea, only felt that the fragrance was extraordinary, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the tea in Master Li's house to be so delicious, I'm afraid that the palace is not as good as yours here." ”

Li Gang sneered. It's not like that, but the tribute enjoyed by the Ming royal family has always been an ordinary thing, and it is impossible to be extremely good.

Because neither the officials of the inner court nor the outer court dare to pay tribute to the special things for the royal family to enjoy, in case any thing is favored by a certain princess and prince who does not touch the spring water with ten fingers, and the winter wants fresh peaches or the summer wants to eat some winter specialties, do they still want to live?

Zhu Houzhao didn't really care if the tea was really better than the one in the palace.

Originally, it was not good for him to come forward in person for such a thing, but he wanted to see what kind of officials his officials were, anyway, there were few people in the entire Jinling City who really knew him.

It's more interesting to find fault with this kind of thing, or do it yourself.

(To be continued.) )