Chapter 45: Speculation

In the Cao family, the old lady of the Sun family is well known for her doting on Cao Hao. As the eldest grandson, he was personally raised by the old lady since he was a child, and there are some partial pains. After Cao Hao came to Zhuangzi in Changping, he once again knew that this preference was by no means a half-star.

The old lady of the Sun family married into the Cao family that year, and she married a Zhuangzi, but at that time, the fertile land was only ten tilts, and there were more than 20 tenants. Everyone thought that this was happening, even Cao Hao was no exception.

It wasn't until Cao Hao personally arrived in Changping Zhuangzi that he learned that the land left by his grandmother had 120 tilts and more than 300 tenants. At present, two large villages are formed on 10,000 acres of fertile land, and they are all tenants of the Cao family, one is called Dapingzhuang and the other is called Xiaopingzhuang. The Cao family's other courtyard, which is in Dapingzhuang, is a three-entry courtyard.

In recent years, the high-quality fertile fields in the suburbs of Beijing cost about ten taels of silver per acre, and the medium-sized fields also cost seven or eight taels. One dump of land is 100 acres, and one hundred and twenty tilts is 12,000 acres. According to the average value of eight taels of silver per mu, the Zhuangzi left by the old lady to Cao Hao is also worth nearly 100,000 taels of silver.

Sitting on a chair in the lobby of Zhuangzi in Changping, Cao Hao finally realized that he was a landlord at the moment. Cao Hao remembered that when he looked at the account book in the mansion, he remembered that the Cao family originally had two Zhuangzi in Fangshan, but they were only dozens of dumps of land, and they were sold by Cao Yin and lost money. 10,000 acres of fertile land, will this be too ostentatious. Thinking of this, Cao Hao looked at He Maocai, the steward of Changping Zhuangzi: "Uncle Cai, how much land does other people's Zhuangzi have in this vicinity?" ”

He Maocai is in his fifties, and he is a slave of the Cao family, so he replied respectfully: "Uncle, Changping is good, and almost all the big families in the capital are running villages here." There are three or five hundred tilts in each royal palace, and there are one thousand eight hundred tilts, and there are more than a dozen to several hundred tilts in other princes and marquises, and scholars and servants. ”

Cao Hao nodded, since this is the case, then his Zhuangzi, who is not too big or small, is not an eyesore. But for some reason, I vaguely felt that something was wrong.

*

Although it is the beginning of April in the lunar calendar, if it is calculated according to the solar calendar, it should also be May, and it is already possible to change into thin jackets.

A few days ago, after Cao Hao was able to "get out of bed", he was helped by King Pingjun to hand over the post, asking to meet Xie En. There are several imperial doctors in the Tai Hospital to take care of them, and they use the imperial medicine of the inner library, what a great grace this is.

Emperor Kangxi summoned Cao Hao and inquired carefully about his condition, but after knowing that it was okay, he comforted and exhorted a few words. During this time, he was always observing Cao Hao, wondering if he had new grievances or if he was frightened.

In addition to his thin appearance, Cao Hao was no different from the last time he saw him, his eyes were still so clear, and his expression was still so deferential, but he was faintly, with a little youthful shyness. That look is like a child who has done something wrong and can't face his parents.

Kangxi thought that Cao Hao was upset because of causing right and wrong, and comforted: "I can't complain about you about this matter, don't be uneasy!" ”

Cao Hao lowered his head and replied: "The slave really has no face to see the Lord of Long Live and no face to see his father!" ”

"Oh, why do you say that!" Kangxi was surprised.

"Long live the master, the slave is wronged!" Cao Hao replied crisply.

Kangxi's face became heavy, feeling aggrieved, he thought of his grandson who felt aggrieved, and looked at Cao Hao in front of him. What's wrong with today's children?

"Long live Lord, now it is rumored that the slave was beaten by twenty or thirty people, and they all spread the slave out as useless, relying on the guards of their father's and ancestors' grace. However, the minions just didn't want to fight in the streets and violate the laws of the Qing Dynasty. If the minions are given a chance, the minions are willing to compete with those people. Cao Hao's words landed soundly.

The young man was hot-blooded, Kangxi nodded with a smile, and his heart was ironed a lot.

Cao Hao lowered his head, but secretly calculated. Kangxi's love for talent is well known, so there will be Nalan Rongruo's ten years of honor, and there will be Ma Qi's white clothes. He has neither the talent of Nalan Gongzi nor the talent of Ma Qi, so he has to learn to be a reckless man. Although his slightly weak appearance has nothing to do with the heroic bravery.

The words with a little youthful enthusiasm trembled in Cao Hao's heart, isn't this pretending to be tender and behaved? He also indirectly showed his loyalty, and even if he was bullied like that, he did not forget to uphold the dignity of the law.

Kangxi likes this set, so he has been favored by the Cao family for many years, which is not unrelated to Cao Yin's cleanliness and loyalty to the law. In other words, if he is a big corrupt official, no matter how loyal he is to Kangxi, Kangxi cannot allow him to scrape the land in Jiangnan.

Cao Hao is so well-behaved and sensible at a young age, without half a bit of smiling, how can this not make Kangxi like it. Unconsciously, he was happy for Cao Yin, although his son was thin, but with such a son, why worry that there would be no successor.

Although Cao Hao was not wronged by such an unwarranted disaster, nor did he think that his accidental beating would have anything to do with the prince's grandson, Kangxi still felt guilty and wanted to compensate for the child. But he is not yet fifteen years old, and it is already extraordinarily generous to be awarded the title of third-class guard, where is there a way to promote the second-class from the beginning. So, Kangxi gave Cao Hao half a month's sick leave and ordered him to take care of himself and go to the Qianqing Palace on an errand.

Cao Hao kowtowed and thanked him, and his heart was secretly refreshed. After several plots, he finally got his wish. The guards of the Qianqing Palace are commonly known as the guards with knives in front of the palace. Although he has not been promoted, his status is completely different from that of other guards, and in order to avoid suspicion, even the prince does not dare to bully or woo him casually. Otherwise, no one can afford to take down the hat of "ill-intentioned".

What is sad is that in the future, when you are on an errand in front of the emperor, this "minion" and "minion" are inevitable. Cao Hao couldn't help but comfort himself in his heart, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, and it doesn't matter if he endures it for three years. Three years later, as long as the Cao family can get out of the predicament, they will either go to the imperial examination to seek officials, or find a son to return to Jiangning.

*

Changping, Dapingzhuang, Caojia Courtyard.

Cao Hao sat on the chair in the hall and began to think of the Xiaotangshan Hot Spring he had soaked in in his previous life. I remember that when I went to Xiaotangshan to soak in the hot springs, I heard the tour guide introduce that this hot spring palace was there in the Kangxi period. However, he just asked Sun Maocai, and there was no sign of the palace. It's just that near Xiaotangshan, the two largest soup pools are in the Zhuangzi of the Internal Affairs Bureau.

Dapingzhuang is more than 50 miles away from Andingmen and less than 10 miles away from Xiaotangshan. Even if the big pool is in the Zhuangzi of the Internal Affairs Bureau, there must be a lot of small hot spring pools outside.

Amethyst came in with a plate and said to Cao Hao with a smile: "Uncle, try it, it's all rare things that go out in the wild, where has Uncle seen these before!" ”

"Why did the uncle take off the horse clamp outside, we don't need to be south in the capital, it's still cold in the morning and evening, and the uncle's body is not all right!" Amethyst put down the plate, and without waiting for Cao Hao to speak, she put the horse clip he took off and put it on for him again.

Cao Hao's "serious illness" this time, the most tired is amethyst. Although Cao Hao repeatedly said that it was no big deal, Amethyst had seen Cao Hao's life and death for several days, how could he believe it, and take care of him more dedicatedly than in the past.

Cao Hao had no choice but to stretch out his arm, put on a horse clip, and go to see what rare things Amethyst had brought that he had never seen.

Three palm-sized white porcelain plates, each containing a wild fruit. Strictly speaking, two of the plates are wild fruits, and one plate is not game. If Cao Hao is just a simple little boy who has lived in a wealthy compound since he was a child, I am afraid that he really doesn't know these things. Purple-black, purple-black, there are bunches of mulberries, two plates of green, one plate is a finger-sized wild apricot, and one plate is tender green and tender, and it is a cleanly washed elm tree.

Cao Haoti slipped a bunch of mulberries in his mouth, which was purely native game, with a delicious juice and umami taste, completely different from the taste bought in the supermarket in his previous life.

Amethyst was slightly stunned: "Uncle, I actually know these things!" ”

Cao Hao smiled and pointed to the plate of elm money: "This way of eating is not right, either you don't use chicken to make soup, or you can use stick noodles to mix and steam dumplings to eat!" ”

When Amethyst heard this, she was suddenly surprised, and hurriedly called a little maid to bring the elm money to the kitchen, and asked her to make it according to what Cao Hao said.

Cao Hao said that he was eating, and he couldn't help but think of stick noodles, where would he have the opportunity to eat that miscellaneous grain in this life. The cob, that is, corn, seems to have been introduced from abroad in the Ming Dynasty.

From corn, Cao Hao thought of raising pigs again. In my last life, I had a small hair, studied for more than ten years, and finally studied computer science for four years and graduated. Everyone thought that he would go to graduate school or Zhongguancun, but he didn't expect this guy to go to a suburban county to buy a big yard and start a business, and the content of the business was to raise pigs. When the news came out, it was said that these dead friends fainted. In the four-year dormitory of the university, the master who had never even washed his socks was going to work in industry, and it was still such a very different industry. Who would have thought that this kid would persevere, with millions of kung fu assets in a few years, and envy them to death as salarymen.

Cao Hao squinted his brows, raising pigs, it feels a little familiar, as if he has seen a similar piece of music from a time travel novel. Come to think of it, forget it, the big families in the city have people who specialize in raising livestock. The little people, who don't weigh half a catty of meat for a few months, have a pig at home, and they all expect to marry a daughter-in-law to build a house. If you make the industrialization of the breeding industry, even if you make a few small money, I don't know how many small people will be uneasy.

Thinking about this, Cao Hao felt more and more that he should fight the idea of hot springs, how could he still let it fly with the good fortune he saw? So, He Maocai, who had just gone down not long ago, was called in again. Cao Hao sent a message, except for the ten tilts of land that Lao Taijun first married back then, all the others were sold.

When He Maocai heard this, his body softened, and he almost didn't slide off the stool: "Uncle, no, uncle, this Zhuangzi has spent more than 50 years of hard work to expand little by little to today, how can you say that it will be sold!" ”

Cao Hao looked at He Maocai and could understand his reluctance,