The old lady of the Tu family sat on the top and smoked silently, this is already the fifth bag of cigarettes, although the medical book says that tobacco can [resist the cold of frost and dew, wind and rain, eat this can kill the accumulation, eliminate the ruffian], but the "Neijing" also divides the medicine into four kinds of big poison, regular poison, small poison, and non-poison, so as the saying goes, it is three parts of poison in medicine, and Liu carefully persuaded next to him: "Master, don't smoke, it's not good to smoke too much......"

Tu Ranxuan could listen to the words of this little concubine, and a smile immediately appeared on his old face, "Okay, listen to Weiwei's words, don't smoke." As he spoke, he handed the cigarette stick to Liu Weiwei, Liu Weiwei took the cigarette stick and knocked out the cigarette ash inside, and walked to the back from the hand of the maid who was waiting in the corner of the hall and crossed the alley with a hot hand towel handle, and used to put a hot face on the old lady's face, the old lady suddenly felt refreshed, and coughed dryly at the moment, Liu took the blue and white porcelain spittoon and let him vomit, wiped his mouth again, and took care of his beard, it was really well served, and many people below looked at the hot eyes, oops! What a stunner, and will serve people, Xuan Weng is really a good blessing! It's a pear flower pressed begonia, and it's a pity to lose this stunner, it's a pity, it's a pity!

At this time, the chief steward who stumbled into the Tufu Mansion outside, his hat was crooked on his head, and his originally dignified face was full of panic, "Old lady, it's not good, fifth master...... The fifth master was also shackled at the gate of the city......"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and more than a dozen people stood up at once, and some of them lost their minds, and even broke the tea cup in their hands.

Tu Yifu is not a small talent like a showman, he was born as a Jinshi, he has been a salt envoy of the imperial court, and he has been famous for 20 years.

"This ...... This...... Could it be that his Uncle Zheng Guo wants to rebel? Someone gasped, thinking about it and thinking about it, but he didn't come up with it, so why is Uncle Zheng so arrogant.

At this time, a faint voice said: "Whoever said that Uncle Zheng Guo was going to rebel, whose brain was broken." "The speaker is the son-in-law of the Ningbo Yu family, surnamed Luo Zizhang, the word Dening, this person married the only daughter of the contemporary patriarch of the Yu family, 20 years of painstaking management, and sat firmly in the position of the patriarch of the Ningbo Yu clan with a different surname, of course, on the genealogy of the Yu family, his name is Yu Zizhang, and the eight families are quite jealous of this man who seems to have nothing to do on his face but is determined to kill.

"Luo Zizhang, ...... you" A fat man jumped out and scolded, "You are a footman, but you are talking nonsense in front of Ran Xuangong, really I am no one in the eight families?" ”

Luo Zizhang's white face suddenly floated a layer of bright red, and then the color became deeper and deeper, becoming purple, and the two forehead green tendons jumped suddenly, which was extremely scary.

The Ming Dynasty's family is basically based on the "Zhu Zi's Family Motto", Zhu Fuzi has definitely defined the footman, marrying a wife and having a former husband, called the footman, this footman is a lower name than the son-in-law, extremely ugly, more insulting than what [Niang [***]] and the like, and the other party scolded him, but it is not without reason, this prince and the Yu girl married for seven months and gave birth to a son, which is now the eldest son of the Yu family, pregnant for ten months It is common sense, the Yu girl gave birth in July, Then it's no wonder that others want to scold Luo Zizhang for taking the footman.

This slender and white hand was clenched tightly, and the green tendons on the back of the hand were erect, visible to the naked eye, and he thought he was extremely angry.

No matter how deep the qi cultivation kung fu is, there is also a cover door, such as Luo Zizhang, the cover door is the three words of the porter, there were once Yu subordinates quietly talked, and inadvertently fell into Luo Zizhang's ears, it was inconvenient to attack at that time, but afterwards those subordinates were connected to the catastrophe, and finally died without a place to be buried.

At this moment of chaos, the old lady of the Tu family shouted, "Ridiculous, what a mess." Then he loudly scolded the big steward, saying that he had lost the bearing of a scholar, and asked him to go to the ancestral hall to receive ten family laws, and the big steward was also famous, but at this moment he was obediently scolded by the old lady and obediently went to receive the family law.

By scolding his own chief steward and scaring everyone, Tu Ranxuan slowly glanced at everyone, and then his eyes stayed on Luo Zizhang, his beard moved lightly, and said with a smile: "Dening, you are a great talent, don't worry about being like a mediocre......

The old fox appeased Luo Zizhang, but he didn't mention the one who wanted to punish the scolding person, that was the hall master of the Zhang branch, and the branch of the eight families in Ningbo that branched out from the main branch was called the hall, which was actually a small patriarch.

As for the word mediocrity, a former second-class member of the imperial court, who mentioned the adjustment of a big man in the Jiangnan military horse, said it in his mouth, so what is there to humiliate, maybe he will be happy to be scolded by mediocrity, oops! Ran Xuangong said that I am a mediocre person, and last time I said that who is not in the stream, so it seems that I am still good.

Luo Zizhang eased his face, got up and sat down again, and then didn't look at the fat man next to him.

After letting everyone quiet down, Tu Ranxuan said slowly: "The old man and Dening have one opinion. Below, Luo Zizhang pursed his lips and was silent.

Seeing that Luo Zizhang didn't have a mouth, Old Lady Tu coughed and continued: "How many years of strong winds and waves have passed, you are all the patriarchs and hall masters of the eight families, don't you have any qi cultivation skills!" ”

He said a call, and some people thought, is Xuan Weng old? His own sons have been flailed, and they are still sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai? Some people feel that Ran Xuangong is really old and seeking a country, Mount Tai has collapsed in front of him and his color has not changed, and his qi cultivation kung fu is good.

After saying a few words, Old Lady Tu took the tea cup from the concubine Liu Weiwei next to her and moistened her lips, and then said to Luo Zizhang: "Dening, the old man wants to trouble you to invite that Uncle Zheng Guo to talk, what do you think?" ”

Is this softening? It's not right for everyone to look at each other! Obeying softness should be the right to come to the door, go and invite, are people willing to come?

Luo Zizhang swept everyone with disdain in the corner of his eye, and slowly got up and said, "I will live up to Xuan Weng's trust." With that, he strode outside.

Watching Luo Zizhang and the old lady play dumb riddles, everyone whispered, and they didn't figure out the taste for a long time, and then looked at Ran Xuangong, closed his eyes and recuperated!

Everyone looked at it, and their eyes swept to the fat man who scolded him just now, and this guy's consistent two-skin face was not afraid of being scolded, so they pouted him with their eyes: Ask the old man, what is going on.

The fat man is a hall master of the Zhang family in Ningbo, and he also has a reputation for making a name for himself, and he is a person who calls friends and friends, and the dog can't hide two taels of oil in his stomach, and his heart is straightforward, and his sister is the current monarch of the Yang family, and the authoritative reputation of the Yang and Zhang families is enough for him to squander, and he is good at making friends.

was so pouted by everyone's eyes, this fat man stood up with a smile, walked quickly to Mrs. Tu, bent down and lifted the brocade robe on his body, squatted down and beat Mrs. Tu's legs, Tu Ranxuan opened his eyes and couldn't cry or laugh, sure enough, it was this guy.

"Tell me, since you were a child, I have never seen you have a righteous line, and you are also a person, not to mention the study of scriptures and righteousness......" Old lady Tu hated iron and steel, and there were many marriages in the eight families in Ningbo, this fat man was naturally his junior, and it was normal to reprimand two sentences.

The fat man smiled and said nothing, he lifted people, the water is very large, the imperial examination was a good law in ancient times, but over the years, the hole has also been drilled almost by others, the simplest hole is to guess the question, this method, even the college entrance examination after five hundred years is unavoidable, those teachers in the elite class of the third year of high school have many guessing masters, before the exam to figure it out, make their own exam papers for students to do, students do more, when the real exam, look, hey! There are many similarities with the teacher's exam paper, so it is natural to write like a god.

So the fat man is also a guess of the fame, you have to ask him the wind and snow, whose house is the best bitch, whose family is the best in the house, whose cousin is white, he can be the head of the way, you have to ask him to solve the problem, probably it will be bad.

Looking at his two-skinned face squatting and offering a little courtesy, the old lady Tu couldn't cry or laugh, but he also knew why he was like this, and then stretched out his leg and kicked him, "Get up." Only then did he slowly clear his throat and said, "Everyone is wondering in their hearts now, so don't worry! The old man will tell you about it. ”

Everyone immediately straightened up and looked at Old Lady Tu intently, Tu Ranxuan looked at Zhang Fatzi in front of him at this time, and asked him, "Let me ask you, what is the price of salt this year?" ”

Zhang Fatman's face suddenly became bitter, and he couldn't speak, Tu Ranxuan was so angry that he lifted the crutch next to him, and gave the fat man a crutch when he went up, "Qin Lou's new Su Ji Xiaoxiangyu spent the night for a night, I'm afraid you know it very well!" The fat man crawled with him, hurriedly returned to the next head, and found his own chair to sit on, "Old lady, I don't have anything to do with it, the eight families know it, you just spare me!" Besides, the eight of us are all eating the salt cooked by the stove households, that I know, the last time I collected the salt of the stove households, I went there personally, this year the rice is expensive, one stone of rice for seven stone of salt. ”

Old lady Tu shook his head helplessly, this two-skinned guy, if he was his own grandson, he would have been killed, and snorted at the moment, "Even if you still know how to do things, I will spare you this time." ”

"Daming Food and Goods Journal" said that the government asked the stove households, that is, the people who specialize in the production of salt, asked the stove households to buy salt, the official price is one stone of rice to buy two stone of salt, of course, the official price is always only in writing, it is practically impossible, plus various reasons such as salt Ding Ke deduction, in fact, one stone of rice to buy two and a half stones of salt or even more, later generations of experts specializing in the study of private salt generally believe that the sale of private salt has at least ten times the profit.

For example, many places in the south of the Yangtze River have been dry this year, the price of rice has risen sharply, and Suzhou has made such a big turmoil, Zhang Fatzi went to ask the stove households to buy salt, and the price only doubled.

Wang Yangming's disciple of the Great Confucian Wang Gen, the founder of the Taizhou School, is born in the stove, he has been poor since he was a child, and he can't understand why some people are born poor, and they can't even eat a full meal, why some people wear gold and silver and ride a horse and sit in a sedan chair, so they concentrate on reading, and later worship under Wang Yangming's door to learn the heart, and eventually become a generation of Wenzong Confucianism, open a sect, and preach [Shu people are not down, Hou Wang is not high...... The streets are full of saints], that is, what Yan Shannong said is that all men are created equal.

One stone of rice is exchanged for seven stones of salt! Even if it is a normal price of one stone of rice to buy two and a half stones of salt, and sell it on the street, it is twenty times the profit, and the tax of salt, iron, tea and horses in the imperial court is not a joke, so the private salt has been repeatedly banned.

When the old lady Tu said this, seeing that everyone still didn't understand, he immediately said: "The old man is too lazy to sell it to you, so I'll tell you directly!" If we sell the salt of the Ming Dynasty, if we sell it in Fusang, we will make a profit of 400 times......"

Bang, bang, bang...... The tea cup was smashed on the ground, and the fat man with a two-skinned face was about to eat tea, but he also broke the tea cup by mistake, and he was stunned and muttered: "Four hundred times the profit?" ”

(To be continued)