Although Zhao Zhen cherished the little prince, he was also reluctant to let a man who could be civil and martial arts be tied up by a child. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Following Wang Ning'an in his early years, Zhao Zongyuan was a head taller than before, his body was stronger, and he was bolder, he could clearly say anything he encountered, and he became more assertive, and even his homework was much better.

What three hundred thousand, including the Analects, the Book of Filial Piety began to dabble, whether it was Zhao Zhen or Empress Cao, they saw the gratifying changes in their son and were very satisfied.

Wang Ningan also set out to establish a royal primary school, mainly to provide children of the clan, as well as the descendants of the important ministers of the court, with the previous experience of running the Six Arts Preparatory Department, it is not difficult to get a royal primary school, Wang Ningan quickly got the school charter, and planned to open the school in the near future.

It's just that the little prince Zhao Zongyuan is very sad, he is used to living in the Wang family, and he is like a brother with Gouyaer and Xiaoyu, he likes the smart and beautiful second master and wife very much, and will prepare food for them every time; There is also a master mother who is very good at archery and horse archery, and the little prince learned two sets of boxing techniques from Yang Xi; There is also the girl Xiao who looks cold, but is too beautiful, I heard that she is a woman, but she can write poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, everything, Zhao Zongyuan learned to play the flute with her, and was praised by the queen mother......

In short, every grass and tree, every person and thing of the Wang family made him unforgettable.

When he heard that he was leaving the Wang family, the little guy was very unhappy.

"Your Highness, people always have to grow up, didn't you tell your husband to be a man?"

"If you are a man, can't you stay at your husband's house?"

Wang Ningan looked at the teary-eyed little guy and was also a little distressed.

"Your Highness, you have to stand up to the sky and hold up a piece of heaven for all the people, including Mr., as well as Gouya and Xiaobi, and the people are looking at you! A man must first learn to be independent and learn to be self-reliant. In the Royal Primary School, Gouya'er, as well as other companions, will follow His Highness, and there will be more friends. Your Highness, if you are compared to other children, not only will your father lose face, but even your husband's face will not look good. ”

Zhao Zongyuan nodded vigorously, "Sir, the disciple will study hard, but what if the disciple is not as smart as others?" ”

"Do your best!" Wang Ningan said with a smile: "Sir, I believe in Your Highness. ”

"Hmm!" Zhao Zongyuan liked to be praised very much, but he was reluctant to say: "Sir, will you still see your disciples in the future?" ”

"Of course, as long as I have time, Mr. will go back to give you a lecture!"

……

Wang Ningan spent a lot of time and patiently chatted with the little prince, and finally persuaded the little guy.

When the prince slept honestly, Wang Ningan returned to the study, and as soon as he came back, the housekeeper came to report.

"My lord, the minister asks to see you."

"Which one is the prime minister?"

"It's Wen Yan Bo Wengong, from the back door."

Wang Ningan frowned, an old fox came to the door in the middle of the night, and there must be no good thing.

"Let him in, and I'll go to the reception room."

As soon as Wang Ningan left, Su Shi ran over from the side.

"Brother-in-law, I just came back from outside, someone got into my carriage, I have to bring him over, guess who this person is?"

"Don't be funny!" Wang Ningan said impatiently: "I still want to see Wen Yanbo!" ”

Su Shi was startled, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Good girl, why are the two ministers here?" ”

……

"Haha, Erlang, it's really presumptuous to visit at night, it's very presumptuous." Wen Yanbo casually took out a long box.

"The Wang family has been a gate for generations, and the old man has nothing good, this is the Spring and Autumn Period, the famous sword cast by the old swordsmith of Ou Yezi, called Juque! Jiro, look at it! ”

Wang Ningan glanced at the box and sneered: "Things are good things...... It's just that this is the real giant sword? ”

Wen Yanbo laughed, "True or false, who can tell, two thousand years old, maybe it has long been lost, or maybe this is true, the old man is just a little heart." Keep the townhouse! ”

Wang Ningan nodded, but did not open it, but said with a smile: "Xianggong Wen, the so-called courtesy is subordinate to others, there must be something to ask for, you give me such a heavy gift, I don't know how to repay it." ”

"Hahaha, what kind of friendship between us, how to talk about the word repayment. Speaking of which, the old man also has to thank Erlang, Xijing Bank is very prosperous, and the cement is selling well, so the old man doesn't have to compete with those people who dig in the soil, it doesn't matter how much he earns. ”

Wen Yanbo pretended to be very generous, but there were words in his words, which was equivalent to implying that he was different from some people.

"Wen Xianggong, the so-called people move to live, and trees move to death. For thousands of years, they have been pointing to the land to make money, but I don't know how many people have lost their heads because of insatiable greed and countless land, if they have the heart of a literate minister, they will not be unlucky. ”

Wen Yanbo took a breath, Wang Ningan, is this kid trying to hint at himself? If you go against him, you will lose your head? The old guy calmed down and sighed: "Erlang, every family has a difficult scripture, don't talk about others, take the old man as an example, those workshops that produce cement, many craftsmen have asthma, very sick, and can't care about it, and earn a little money, all of which are used for medical expenses." ”

Wang Ningan snorted secretly, you old man is willing to spend money on Liba, and the sun has to come out of the west!

"In the cement workshop, there is too much dust, it will enter the lungs through breathing, and accumulate over time, not to mention asthma, it will kill people!"

Wen Yanbo was shocked, "So serious? Is there a way for Jiro? ”

"What can I do?"

Wang Ningan had no choice but to spread his hands, occupational diseases are in any era, with the technology of the Great Song Dynasty, even in the first half of the year, firing cement is also a highly polluting industry, and the life expectancy of workers will be greatly affected.

But what can be done? Cement is needed everywhere, they don't do it, and there are a lot of people rushing to do it!

"Wen Xianggong, let's do it, we have to give workers masks, work for a year and a half, and give people a rest. If a worker really dies of illness, it doesn't look good on your face. ”

Wen Yanbo nodded with a wry smile, "In the end, the old man only earns a little hard-earned money, and the expenses are getting more and more, and he can't afford it!" ”

Wang Ningan shook his head, this old guy is really an iron rooster, a black-hearted capitalist! Very stingy!

"Wen Xianggong, then there is only one way, to hand over the dirtiest and most tiring work to others."

"Who?"

"Qingtang!"

Wang Ning'an smiled, "As long as the trade route of Qingtang is opened, there are countless laborers in the Western Regions, their environment is harsh, and the killing is continuous, few people can live past the age of thirty or forty, and it is not a loss to let them work in the cement workshop for ten or eight years." ”

Wen Yanbo took a breath, "Erlang, it's really far-sighted, who would have thought that Qingtang would still hide such a move!" Wonderful! In this way, the old man turned around and disposed of the land in his hand, and our Wen family concentrated on business, right...... If the Royal Bank has insufficient funds, Xijing Bank can borrow some of it. ”

Wang Ningan smiled, "Bank mutual assistance, of course, Xiang Gong Wen is so open-minded, he will definitely have a lot of money." ’

"Borrow Erlang Jiyan."

Wang Ningan got up and sent Wen Yanbo out, and when he was at the door, Lao Wen suddenly whispered.

"Be careful, someone will get in the way."

After speaking, Wen Yanbo said goodbye and left as if he was nothing.

……

When Wang Ningan came back, there was another old man on the seat!

Jia Changchao said with a dark face: "What did Wen Yanbo tell you?" ”

"Say that someone wants to make trouble, and obstruct the side." Wang Ningan is very simple,

Jia Changchao said again: "That old shameless one, how much money did you make from you?" ”

"People also paid, at most I gave them directions - in my estimation, cement alone, at least 500,000 guan per year, maybe more, after all, I don't know how much the dark Chinese kuanfu annexed, as for Xijing Bank, the dividend is only a hundred thousand, but it can control tens of millions of assets, compared to cement, it is more profitable!"

Jia Changchao's face became more and more ugly, with his understanding of Wen Yanbo, that old man would definitely not be willing to earn hard-earned money honestly, he would definitely exert the power in his hands to the extreme.

It is conservatively estimated that Wen Yanbo earns at least 1 million yuan a year!

Damn, at the beginning of the copper price crisis, Wen Jifu exhausted all his strength, but he only made more than 10 million yuan, and now the Wen family can earn it back in ten years.

It's really incomparable!

No wonder the old man is willing to give up the interests of the land!

"Erlang, speaking of which, our friendship is far deeper than that of Wen Kuanfu." Jia Changchao laughed dryly, "What other way do you have to get money, and introduce it to my brother?" ”

Wang Ningan is about to vomit, Jia Changchao is twice as old as his father!

Dude, you're really old!

"Jia Xianggong, I'm not a good money boy, which piece can be turned into gold, but if you want to make money, there is really a way."

"You say!"

"It's Qingtang!" Wang Ningan said seriously: "As long as the Qingtang Dynasty is solved, the Silk Road will be opened, I have calculated, the silk porcelain of the Great Song Dynasty was sold to the Western Regions, and the wool, horses, spices, and jewelry in the Western Regions were all profiteering." As long as you master this business route, you will make tens of millions of profits in a year, and it will not be a problem! ”

"Are there really so many?" Jia Changchao exclaimed.

"Or Jia Xianggong thinks that I am bent on Qingtang and just thinking about opening the border? Who does what is not profitable? If Jia Xianggong is willing, I can guarantee you a net profit of 1 million yuan a year! ”

A million times!

Jia Changchao's eyes turned into copper......

In fact, after so many years, people's vision has also changed, at least the success of Pingxian is well known. Although most scholars are still buried in the land and unwilling to change, Xiang Jia Changchao and Wen Yanbo have already made other ideas.

"Alas! I'm afraid that the old man will not be blessed to enjoy it. ”

Jia Changchao struggled in pain, immediately leaned over, and said in a low voice: "Erlang, let me tell you the truth, someone has done something to Yu Longke's department. ”

"Oh?" Wang Ningan frowned in shock, "What's the matter?" ”

"Isn't the imperial court giving preferential treatment to Yu Longke! Promised a bounty of 300,000 guan...... It's just that these bounties are all paid with Jiaozi! ”

"Jiaozi?" Wang Ningan stood up, his face turned white!

"The market price of Jiaozi is less than one-third of the face value, 300,000 guan, not even 100,000 guan!"

Jia Changchao lowered his head and said something even more bloody.

"It's a special Jiaozi for Bashu, which can't be used in the northwest, and if you want to use it, you have to exchange it at a discount."