"Lord Wang, listen to the villain's slow talk!" Song Ziliang put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said with some embarrassment:

"The villain heard that the Tianxian Building already belongs to you, the King of Han, and the people in this building are all literati and scholars, kings and nobles. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Lord, you also know the situation of our Jinxiu Zhai, the ordinary people can't afford to buy Zhaili jewelry, but for our Ming Dynasty kings and nobles, they all have a certain jewelry orientation to buy and sell shops......"

"So you want to go through the relationship of this king and do propaganda for your Jinxiu Zhai in the Tianxian Tower?" Zhu Song said.

"Propaganda?" Song Ziliang muttered this word repeatedly in his mouth, and said, "Dare to ask the prince, what is propaganda?" ”

These new words, Song Ziliang and they don't understand.

"Ugh!"

Zhu Song was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and said, "This propaganda, that is, it is...... Heck, anyway, introduce your jewelry to those kings and nobles, and let them go to your splendid house to buy jewelry! Yes, that's what it means! ”

"That's a good word!" Song Ziliang clapped his hands and said: "Lord Wang, we can give some jewelry to the prince, these jewelry don't need silver, as long as you let the musicians, singers and even those young men in Tianxian Lou bring the jewelry provided by our Jinxiuzhai." ”

"Mr. Song, you're still quite business-minded!"

Regarding Song Ziliang's method, the word "sponsorship" instantly popped up in Zhu Song's head, but this sponsorship was not pulled, but Song Ziliang came up by himself to be this "wronged leader".

But Song Ziliang said this a bit nonsense, whose restaurant is so tyrant, and he also distributes rings to the young men who work, is it crazy?

"The prince praised it falsely!" Song Ziliang smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I don't know what the prince thinks of the villain's method?" ”

Zhu Song pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Song's method is not impossible, but in the eyes of this king, it is slightly inappropriate. ”

"What's wrong, just say it." Song Ziliang hurriedly asked.

"Since you Jinxiuzhai is taking the high-end route, it is best to create a few categories."

Zhu Song took a roast chicken, divided it into several parts with a sharp knife, placed it in front of him, pointed at them and said:

"Take this roast chicken as an example, some people like to eat chicken heads, some people like chicken legs, and some people like chicken butts...... In fact, this is the same as buying and selling, according to the different people who buy the jewelry, the jewelry made cannot be the same, which is called different from person to person. ”

Everyone understands what Zhu Song said, after all, turnip greens have their own loves, who can guarantee that one thing is liked by a person?

However, it is easy to say, but it is not so simple to implement.

Song Ziliang nodded as if he understood, and said: "The villain understands, what the prince means is that the farmers and industrialists have different classes, and the jewelry they like is also different. Similarly, the kings and nobles also have their own preferences, and the style of jewelry should also be divided into people. ”

"Not bad!" Zhu Song nodded his head, this Song Ziliang is very smart.

"The villain understands." Song Ziliang said: "After the villain goes back, he will tell the clan this idea, and if he gets something, he will definitely give it a generous gift!" ”

"Hey, this king just said casually, what are you going to do, what kind of harvest do you get, what does this king have to do with it?" Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "Come on, come on, let's drink, drink!" ”

Zhu Song naturally has his thoughts when he points to Song Ziliang like this, but he can't just say it now, doesn't that show that he is too powerful?

The majesty of the prince is still to be obtained!

……

Song Ziliang's trip to Han Wangfu this time was really rewarding.

A little thing that casually emerged from Zhu Song's mouth was enough for him Song Ziliang to use for a lifetime.

In the evening, the sisters Xu Miaojin and Xu Wanjun finally returned, but this time they did not come back by themselves, but brought back a small oil bottle.

Xu Qin, who had just recovered from a serious illness, didn't know how to get the consent of Xu Huizu and his wife, so he followed Xu Miaojin to the Han Palace.

No, the little guy is now nested in Zhu Song and Xu Miaojin's bedroom, saying that he won't let Xu Miaojin and Zhu Song sleep.

That guy made Zhu Song feel quite uncomfortable.

In the end, there was really no way, so Zhu Song could only go to the back garden in the middle of the night.

It doesn't matter if you walk around, you find that there is another person in the back garden.

The man sat in a gazebo with a large coat draped over him, and on the stone table of the pavilion was a small stove with a small kettle on it, and a few snacks and nuts beside it.

"Wanjun?" Quietly came to the pavilion and saw that the person turned out to be Xu Wanjun, Zhu Song couldn't help but be a little surprised, "I've been tired for a day, why haven't I gone back to the house to rest?" ”

"Huh? The concubine, the concubine has seen the prince! Seeing Zhu Song sitting down beside him, Xu Wanjun hurriedly stood up and saluted Zhu Song.

"Excuse me!" Zhu Song helped Xu Wanjun up, took off the big hat he was wearing, draped it over Xu Wanjun's big hat, and said: "It's cold, just wearing such a big hat, you girl is not afraid of the wind cold?" ”

Xu Wanjun's face flushed, and she was about to excuse herself, but at this time, Zhu Song gently pressed Xu Wanjun's shoulder and pressed her on the stone chair.

"Why don't you sleep, what's on your mind?" Reaching out and taking the small kettle from the stove, he poured two cups of hot tea, Zhu Song asked.

Xu Wanjun rubbed the teacup with both hands and said in a low voice: "It's nothing!" ”

"Is it possible to be a fool when this king is a fool?"

Zhu Song rubbed Xu Wanjun's head angrily, touched his head to kill, and said: "You, different from Miaomiao, Miaomiao is a cheerful personality, what you think of!" As for you, soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, you like to hold it in your heart at any time, and in the long run, you will get sick! ”

When he said this, Zhu Song said softly: "Speaking of which, since you married into the palace, you have never talked to this king!" Let's talk about it, this king will be a listener for you today. ”

Xu Wanjun was killed by Zhu Song's touch, and she was a little stunned, and she even felt a kind of warmth coming down from her forehead, which went straight to the bottom of her heart, making her feel warm all over her body.

Suddenly, Xu Wanjun had an impulse in her heart, and crystal tears flowed down her delicate cheeks without warning.

"Hey, why are you crying?" Seeing Xu Wanjun crying, Zhu Song was a little panicked.

"Woo woo, prince, concubine, concubine, concubine just remembered her mother!" Xu Wanjun sobbed and said, "It's been a long time since anyone treated a concubine like this!" ”

"Don't cry!" Zhu Song patted Xu Wanjun's head and said, "If you want to kiss your mother, take her to the house!" ”

"Woooooo Xu Wanjun cried even more sadly, "Mother, mother, mother died a few years ago. (To be continued.) )