Yang Ling sent away the Feng God of Wealth, and stood in the middle hall and was stunned for a long time: God really favors me so much, this is really luck, the city wall can't stop it, and he actually sent such a natural business wizard out of thin air, if it weren't for the fact that the businessman was a pariah, I'm afraid Yu Yong would have already abandoned the official and engaged in business, right?

Yang Ling's idea was indeed not as long-term as Yu Yong's, but Yu Yong's idea and planning such a far-reaching blueprint induced him to think of a higher goal than Yu Yong's suggestion.

Yu Yong is right, as long as it is said in time, the power and convenience of the inner factory can indeed be used to make money, and at the same time establish a huge and pervasive intelligence network, but the more far-reaching significance is:

If such a huge and convenient transportation network is really established and the resources of the whole country are mobilized, the areas that are in urgent need of these materials can develop rapidly, and the areas that provide resources, due to the convenience of circulation, will gradually lose the advantage of making huge profits purely by providing raw materials, and the people will spontaneously seek greater and better means of making profits because of the drive of economic interests.

The development of commerce has the greatest role in promoting industry, and with a series of chain reactions driven by transportation, it will unconsciously promote the process of industrialization of the entire Ming Dynasty.

This process is not something that can be achieved overnight, but it can exert great power in the process of proceeding slowly, and when it is linked to the interests of the majority of those in power, then the part of the existing political system that hinders economic development will be changed without any suspense, and even the emperor will not be able to stop this trend at that time.

Isn't it possible to realize the ideals that you once dreamed of? Who would have thought that a series of political, economic, and cultural reforms, which are impossible to achieve in the current environment, would start with a single car and horse shop?

When the entire ruling class becomes the biggest beneficiary of the new economy, will they still be a stumbling block to history when they appreciate the sweetness? Or to be a positive force in the development of history?

In the process of historical development, there is always a group of original elites who eventually degenerate into obstacles to social progress with the development of society, so those who are too heavy on Taoism can be temporarily put aside. How many sons and nephews of these gentry and celebrity families are politicians and military officials, under the subtle influence of their family, Yang Ling thought of this and felt a burst of excitement in his heart, of course, these things can not be done so quickly, that is, it is not something that can be completed in a year and a half to build the inner factory into the largest circulation group in the country.

But Yang Ling knew that if he, a person who knew a clear direction of development, to promote, then one year of transportation and three years of "corrosion and co-optation" would form a new power group in ten years, which would be enough to compete with the old forces.

Moreover, at that time, this force could no longer be eliminated by anyone, and with the development of time, its advanced side will inevitably give it an increasing advantage in power, and history will be changed because of this.

But what if you don't have yourself? Yang Ling slowly paced to the flower bed and sat down, a few busy bees were wriggling on the stamens, Yang Ling looked blankly for a long time, and his eyes gradually brightened: flowers bloom and fall have their own laws, how can historical development not have its laws?

Even if history does not exist without him, what should appear will still show its germination, and he is not the inventor, but he has discovered this pre-existing law in advance. As long as we do our best to promote its development in our lifetime, it is equivalent to inserting a new direction on the original development pattern of history, opening up a new road, and planting a seed of completely different ideas in the old bureaucratic forces. Until it converges into an unstoppable torrent.

And because of his presence, the process will be earlier and will be faster. Yang Ling can imagine that because of his appearance, the trajectory of the giant ship of the Ming Dynasty will change a little bit, and the change is so insignificant, but it is this turn that the rudder of the giant ship will make its course change dramatically.

When this giant ship sails through the long river of history for decades, what earth-shaking changes will it have?

Thinking of this, the gains and losses of personal grievances have been left behind by Yang Ling, and he knows that with the strength of one person, making enemies in the world, it is impossible to accomplish this purpose. He Yang Ling can't eat this cake, and he can't eat it in the inner factory, so he must contact all possible forces to participate.

The East Factory, the West Factory, and the Jinyi Guard are power groups that are more likely to accept this concept than the officials of the imperial court, and if they are pulled to their own side, the three factories and one guard will join forces, which will be enough to compete with the civil official group, not to mention that the civil official group may not all be old and ignorant.

If you want to unite the three factories and one guard, you have to fight first and then pull, at least Wang Yue, Fan Ting and other people are impossible to understand his ideas, and it is impossible to accept this concept, these people must be suppressed, replaced by a group of "mercenary" people, the Ming Dynasty is now not short of complacent talents, there is a shortage of ambitious talents, to change history, they will play an important role.

The more Yang Ling thought about it, the more excited he became, and he didn't even notice that Liu Biao walked in front of him. Liu Biao saw the adults sitting on the stone steps, staring at a bright flower in a daze, sometimes frowning and pondering, and did not dare to disturb, only walked to the side and waited.

Yang Ling pondered for a long time, and suddenly felt someone approaching, he looked up and saw that it was Liu Biao, and couldn't help but smile happily: "Liu Biao, you go back to the camp now and start making preparations." I asked the emperor to transfer the left sentry camp back from Tailing and open the government as soon as possible."

Liu Biao saw that his face was flying, and his heart was also extremely excited, he hurriedly agreed, and hurriedly returned to the barracks.

Han Youniang heard that Xianggong came back, and saw that it was already past noon, afraid that he had not eaten yet, so she hurriedly tied her apron, and personally cooked a bowl of pimple soup, beat four poached eggs, and lit sesame oil to dry there, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't see him come back.

Knowing that he chirped tirelessly outside the window, although the doors and windows of the bedroom were open, the weather was so stuffy that there was not even a trace of wind. Han Youniang said that she got up and went to the palace on the third watch day ago, and when she came back last night, she was busy with the etiquette of the two sisters entering the door, and she was really tired, waiting for her to hold her chin, and she dozed off unconsciously.

Yang Lingxing rushed back to the bedroom, and saw that only the young lady was sitting in the room, holding her chin with her hands, her eyes drooping, and she looked cute and cute, so he quickly relaxed his steps and slowly walked to her.

Ying Ying sixteen or seventeen, like a peony, although Han Youniang has been married to a wife, she still looks like a girl who has not grown up, she hangs down her dense eyelashes, and her red little mouth is plump and moving, as if she is making a silent invitation to her husband.

Yang Ling quietly leaned over and stole a mouth, Han Youniang was dozing off in a daze, and suddenly felt that her little mouth was kissed, this fright was not trivial, Han Youniang opened her eyes in shock, and raised her little fist reflexively.

Yang Ling already knew what kind of lethality his wife had, so he succeeded in the sneak attack, immediately dodged back, fled to the door and said with a smile: "Don't fight, don't fight, it's still you who hurt this old man."

Han Youniang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that it was her father-in-law, she touched her lips and said angrily: "Look at you, how can you look like a little old man, so that people can see the joke."

Yang Ling smiled: "What are you afraid of?" Whoever still puts on a boss with his daughter-in-law and children will be sick." He leaned over and sat down beside the young lady and said, "Young lady, the princess has something to discuss with you."

Han Youniang pushed over a bowl, opened the lid, handed over the chopsticks and said, "It's still hot, Xianggong eats something first, what's going on at home that is not up to you?" What is there to discuss? ”

Yang Ling took the chopsticks and picked up a steaming and fragrant poached egg and took a bite, and said vaguely: "I should inform you about this, young lady, the Zuo Sentinel Battalion is about to withdraw to Beijing and be incorporated into the Inner Editing Factory, I don't want my father-in-law to be an errand in the factory guard."

Han Youniang became nervous when she heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Xianggong, but don't you have to worry about your father and eldest brother?" ”

"Huh? Alas! What does the little head think? Yang Ling raised his chopsticks and knocked on the young lady's head affectionately and said: "Young lady, the factory guard is the master who stomps and trembles in all directions in the people, you say majestic, it is indeed true, but the reputation is really bad, I don't want them to deal with the group of factory guards."

Besides, the sister-in-law is a person and a wooden person, it is rare to be with you, staying at home all day long is similar to going to prison, the eldest brother is tired of the family, and it is not appropriate to run around, I will ask the official Jiao of the Ministry of Justice to help find an official position in the Yamen of the Criminal Department, stabilize in Beijing, and the husband and wife can also live together.

The second brother's surname is Haowu, he likes to stay in the army, and I am ready to transfer him to Nanzhili. As for the father-in-law and younger brother, I don't plan to let them have anything to do with the official anymore, don't worry, Xianggong has his own intentions in doing this, it is for our family's plan, you know? ”

Han Youniang didn't seem to understand, but after listening to the explanation, she believed that Yang Ling was indeed kind to her father and brother. Yang Ling was ready to do a big job, so he naturally had to arrange the back road first, he let the eldest brother go to the Yamen, the second brother was in the army, and the father-in-law and younger brother bought some wine shops and inns, so that the Han family also had a share of the local industry. In this way, even if he falls in his career, as long as it is not a major crime against Shijun, his family will not be implicated, and it is naturally inconvenient for him to tell his young mother about this painstaking work.

Yang Ling was talking to the young lady while eating. At this time, Gao Wenxin walked in from outside with a plate, put the plate on the table, and bowed to Yang Ling: "The master came back just in time, the maid has prepared a medicine to strengthen the body according to the ancient formula, and is waiting for you to come back." The lord is busy with business all day, and every time he says that taking this medicine is very beneficial to the body, please take it while it is hot."

Yang Ling knew that the so-called medicine to strengthen the body must be the prescription she used to treat infertility, he took the cup, took a sip and almost squirted out, he said with a bitter face: "Do you have to drink such a bitter medicinal soup every day?" If you can make a pill, I will swallow one at a time, it will be too bitter."

Gao Wenxin couldn't help but smile and said: "It's the maid who is confused, and today I haven't finished the preparation in a hurry and haven't had time to make pills, so the master will reluctantly take it first, and the servant will do it when he goes back."

Yang Ling was helpless, so he had to drink the bitter medicine soup and hurriedly rinse his mouth. Gao Wenxin took out a cloth roll and spread it on the table, with a row of silver needles densely packed on it, Gao Wenxin said unnaturally: "Please go to bed and lean down, the wide clothes are exposed and the back is exposed, and the maid will give you acupuncture."

Yang Ling didn't mind being naked in front of the female doctor, but the customs at this time were different from modern times, so he couldn't help but avoid taboos, and couldn't help but say, "This is inconvenient, right?" Isn't it okay to just take medicine? There's nothing wrong with me, at most I'm a little weak. ”

Gao Wenxin said with a straight face: "Of course the master is not sick, but he is not a doctor, the master can rest assured, it doesn't hurt at all."

"Uh, no illness?" Yang Ling was confused when he heard it, but fortunately, the young lady was also in the room, a little less embarrassed, he got up and walked to the side of the bed and lay down, lifted the robe and underwear, exposed his waist, Gao Wenxin sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the silver needle, pierced his back one by one, and gently pressed and rubbed it with his fingers at the acupuncture points for each one he pulled out.

When she applied the needle, Yang Ling didn't even feel sour and numb, but when she massaged the acupuncture points with her slender fingers, she felt hot and sour, and after a while, she only heard Gao Wenxin whisper to Han Youniang: "Madam, please fade the old man's clothes down a little more."

"Huh?" Yang Ling didn't wait for an objection, he had already heard Gao Wenxin say that Han Youniang, who was using acupuncture points, had already pulled his pants, and the two-petal buttocks that Yang Daxiu had maintained were exposed, so embarrassed that Yang Ling didn't even dare to fart when he lay there. Well, I really don't dare to put it!

Gao Wenxin's face was as white as jade, and now it was purple and black, and there was a danger of bursting blood vessels, she took a sharp breath, quickly picked up a thicker silver needle and looked at the position, twisted it and inserted it into Yang Ling's tail vertebrae, don't turn her head and said to Han Youniang: "Madam, please twist the silver needle carefully until the old man feels uncomfortable."

What does it mean to be uncomfortable? Yang Lingzheng wondered, Han Youniang had said timidly: "I don't dare to start, my father said that the acupuncture points should not be touched, that place will be crippled at least and will be killed at worst, sister, you should come."

Gao Wenxin was helpless, so he had to turn around and twist his two fingers to hold the silver needle, and the three fingers were hanging and shaking slightly and regularly.

Yang Ling only felt that the needle fell sour and numb, but the whole body was extremely comfortable, as if massaged, and then a hot breath rushed from the tail vertebra and perineum to the yang root. Yang Ling then paid attention to what was called discomfort, and hurriedly shouted: "It's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable, uh-huh, the old man is unwell."

Miss Gao pulled out the needle in shame, Han Youniang didn't dare to be vague about the top priority of the Yang family, she saw that there seemed to be a missing process, and hurriedly asked, "Sister Wenxin, don't you need a massage?" ”

Gao Wenxin squeaked and said: "Press is to press, this is not dangerous, just look at the acupoint, or Mrs. Madame."

Han Youniang was indeed a little embarrassed to save the massage at this time, so she couldn't help but smile and said to Yang Ling: "Don't move, don't move, the young lady will give you a massage."

Where did Yang Ling dare to move? He didn't stop shaking his head and tail there, and he didn't dare to get him up, he just thought to himself: "Every treatment? Well, in the future, this master will take a bath every day, and he must take a bath every day."

The sweltering heat swept away, and in the evening there was a sudden wind and a torrential rain. The rain came and went quickly, although the rain was like a note, but it only stopped for half an hour, and after the clouds and rain stopped, there were only a few wisps of gorgeous sunset in the clear blue sky.

The lotus leaves in the Yang's pond are like washed jade plates, and a few frogs are squatting on them and singing happily. The delicate lotus buds are still dropping crystal droplets, causing slight ripples on the water surface. The stems of the lotus leaves have a layer of fluffy mist on them, revealing a cool strand.

The two little girls sat on the clean stone railing washed out of the corridor, their legs swinging on the water and chewing their tongues. A maid in Tsing Yi said: "The lord is going to enter the cave room tonight, but the weather is hot and the two steps are sweating, don't look at Mrs. Jade, Mrs. Snow is handsome like a fairy, the lord is afraid and is not interested in moving, you see, God is in a hurry to rain in time, want me to say, our lord is the god of good fortune in the sky, no one can compare." ”

Another little girl with freckles on her face smiled and said, "Yo, why can't you move?" Sister Cui'er seems to know everything, confess quickly, how do you know these things? ”

The little maid in Tsing Yi said "oops", and fought with her ashamedly, and said nonchalantly: "You don't understand, you don't understand, how can I understand as soon as I say it?" I'm afraid that your own spring heart is moved, so I picked this sentence to say, you said, have you ever thought about humming when you dreamed?"

The laughter of the two maids and maids alarmed the majestic toad general, who stared at the frog and looked around cautiously, kicked its hind legs, and screamed, and plunged into the clear pond.

The god of blessing Yang is sitting in the study is drinking tea, since dinner, Yutangchun and Xue Limei shyly bowed to the master, and then offered tea to Mrs. and fled back to the room, Yang Ling has been sitting in the inner study to drink tea, this night has drunk two pots of tea, six times to the toilet.

After dinner, he first walked around Han Youniang's closed door for a while, and then ran to the door of Yutangchun and Xue Limei to stand on the guard, and finally ran to the study to drink tea.

It is an indisputable fact that the second daughter entered the door, Yang Ling hesitated not to pretend to show the young lady, but although he accepted this fact in his heart, the education and influence he received since childhood were really ingrained in his heart.

Seeing that it's late, she has already married into the door and become her own daughter-in-law, can she continue to be hypocritical? Yang Ling came to the front of the two-person room again, looked on the left and right, like a thief, he didn't know whose door to go into, and suddenly heard a sound of "dangchang" in the spring room of Yutang.

Yang Ling took advantage of the situation to walk over and push the door to take a look, only to see a bronze mirror on the ground, Yutangchun chased behind, and saw him enter the door, his face was first happy, and then his cheeks were dizzy, and he stood there embarrassed and embarrassed.

Yang Ling picked up the bronze mirror and handed it to her, and said strangely: "Why did you drop the mirror to the ground?" ”

Su San leaned on the crack of the door and saw the old man standing outside and turning around like a wandering spirit, but he never dared to walk in, and he was anxious for a while, so he remembered this method of using the mirror to attract people, how could she dare to tell the truth, and took the mirror with shame, and said in a low voice: "The slave family is not careful for a while."

I don't know if this little girl is intentional or not, the jade hand took the mirror, and gently touched Yang Ling's hand, her little hand was round and delicate, and the delicate and dexterous fingers were as lubricated as jade, which made Yang Ling's heart flutter.

Yutang Chun shyly went over to cover the door, pressed the door gate in a panic, and said calmly: "Sit down, master, the slave family will pour you a cup of tea."

Yang Ling hurriedly said: "Yu'er, don't be busy, I've been drinking tea in the study for one night."

Yutang Chun listened to the "poof" smile, Bai Hao's face suddenly floated a flush, she gently withdrew her hand and said with a smile: "Then master, it's not too early, the slave family will give you a rest in your clothes."

There was a pair of candles with red words on the dresser, and Yu Tangchun was wearing a scarlet light dress.

Han Youniang is pure and immature, just as fresh and moving as the girl next door, but Yutangchun's classical temperament always makes her look like a jade person in a painting, ethereal and not like a real existence. The two are two completely different beauties.

Yang Ling's heart was hot, and he couldn't help hugging her, Yutangchun had just opened the robe belt for him, and he hugged him, Yingying's crisp breasts fell into his palm, and a layer of hazy mist suddenly floated in his rippling eyes, and the whole person was paralyzed in his arms.

The jade man in Yang Ling's arms. The image of Yutang Chun in front of him and the Tsing Yi who sang "Su San ~ Leaving Hongtong County" on the stage alternated, but they could not be merged into an impression in Yang Ling's heart.

Yes, they are different, Yutangchun on the stage is a hard-working woman who has fallen into the dust, and this lively girl in her arms, her fate has changed, except for a name, she has nothing to do with that Yutangchun, but will she be happy? Or are you going to experience another kind of joy and sorrow?

A kind of love and apology sprouted in Yang Ling's heart. Su San was hugged by him, but she was full of joy and shyness, she closed her pretty eyes and looked forward to that happy and sweet moment, but she didn't see her husband's movements for a long time, and she couldn't help but open her eyes in surprise.

Seeing that the man who he will serve for the rest of his life does not seem to be very emotional, and looks like he does not belong to his thoughts, Yutangchun can't help but feel a trace of grievance and unwillingness in his heart: Isn't my appearance satisfactory to my husband?

She bit her lip, glanced at Yang Ling resentfully, took two steps back, reached out and pulled out the jade hairpin at the back of her head, and her hair suddenly poured down, making her beautiful face suddenly a little more charming, and Yang Ling suddenly came back to her senses.

Yu Tangchun smiled with satisfaction, gently and skillfully walked to the couch and took off her bow shoes, she climbed onto the bed and put down the tent on the left and right hooks of the embroidery bed, and the whole person was covered in a crimson mist.

The beautiful figure in the scarlet powder mist showed a beautiful curve, Yang Ling looked at her in the Luo tent with a light belt, a light shirt faded, kneeling off the Luo skirt, a stretch of hand, a chest full of elegant beauty, maddening delicate body in the haze flashed, bent bend, round round, warped

The faint flush of light reflected a faint halo on her smooth and delicate skin, and the beauty in the Luo tent was simply suffocating. Yu Tangchun stretched his hands behind his head, raised his hair, and fell on the couch like an elf, pulled the brocade and half put it on his body, and said playfully: "The slave family broke the rules before, please ask the master to enforce the family law tonight!" ”

Yang Ling stepped forward to open the Luo account, only to see a graceful and moving body lying prone like a smooth stream on the red satin quilt embroidered with blue water mandarin ducks, a long black hair draped on the back like a cloud, and the snow-white skin like jade was faintly revealed below

Yang Ling was dizzy, and the ** in his heart finally overwhelmed the pitiful hesitation in his heart, and jumped onto the embroidery bed.

The candle shadow shook red, and on the embroidery bed carved by mahogany, the tent shook like gurgling water, and a soft and low groan flowed out of the tent like silk.

"Old man, you have some pity, the slave family is new to personnel, and I can't stand the old man's tart" In the undulating figure, Yutangchun's murmur was like a soft wind, faintly with some sobbing sounds.

The candle tears turned into red colors, as gorgeous as the daughter on the couch, I don't know how long it took, the murmuring murmur suddenly became short and cheerful, and finally, the birdsong splashed and drained, and the embroidery bed was quiet

After a warm whisper, it took a long time, maybe the tent was stuffy, Yang Ling pulled up the Luo tent next to the pillow, the spring color on the embroidery bed was boundless, I saw Yutang Chunyu's body Chen, the lotus root arm was lightly burdened under Yang Ling's neck, a sweaty pretty face was full of joy and satisfaction, she pressed against Yang Ling's chest, and whispered sweetly: "Master, Yu'er loves you so much, don't move if you let Yu'er go to the sky, people want to hold you, hold you."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and the corners of Yu Tangchun's mouth with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth after the extreme lingering seemed to be a little tired. Yang Ling patted her little buttocks, and Xiao Nizi only made a ** protest in a nasal voice, and her soft body didn't even bother to move her fingers.

Her head was buried in Yang Ling's arms, her cloud-like hair was draped on her smooth back, black black, white and white, light and amazing. Alas! With such a good wife and beautiful concubine, I won't change it for a prince, listening to the soft cat-like breathing that gradually came from his arms, Yang Ling thought with satisfaction.

The red candle seems to be about to burn out, and the candle flower crackles, flickering and dimming. In the quiet of the night, two light coughs suddenly came from nowhere. Intoxicated in the gentle township, Yang Ling, who was about to get drunk on the knees of a beauty, heard it, his heart jumped, and suddenly remembered that there was a cave room tonight

(To be continued)