"In the future, all the books will be distributed in the bookstore designated by Mrs. Madam, I am a little embarrassed by your condition, I can't hide it, there is a contract with Qushanfang in the next place. ”

Yang Chengzu didn't expect Mrs. Qian to put forward such a condition, that she wanted her future words to be published and distributed in the bookstore she designated, and as for the remuneration fee, Mrs. Qian had the final say. To be honest, now Yang Chengzu has to be regarded as a well-known writer in Anlu, and he has also accumulated a high enough reputation in the Chongyang Poetry Club. The value of the script is bullish all the way, and the cost of touching the pen has increased a lot compared to the beginning.

In the Ming Dynasty, the income of a writer was uncertain, but as long as he had fame and a certain status, and was not eaten by booksellers, the income from writing a work was considerable. In another time and space, the reason why Xu Zhonglin wrote "The Romance of the Gods" was because he couldn't get a dowry when his daughter got married, and after the text was completed, his daughter could get married smoothly.

Cooperating with Mrs. Qian is not necessarily a bad thing, but Qushanfang seems to be a little sorry. If Mrs. Qian doesn't have enough conscience to make an offer, won't she lose money? But the problem is that the purchase of ordnance and the training of the new army were all approved by the princess. In other words, the princess has all this plan, and if she goes back and tells the princess that she messed up the matter, it will not be easy to explain.

Mrs. Qian snorted, "Contract? What is that? In Anlu Prefecture, no one will want to fight a lawsuit with me, and if he wants to fight a lawsuit, Mrs. Ben doesn't mind teaching him some principles of being a man. This matter is so decided, and when the New Year is over, I have a topic here, and you can help me write it. The armament is wrapped around me, and it is guaranteed to be good. This business is to say goodbye to Zhang Sizong, Mrs. Ben has taken such a big risk for you, do you still want to refuse this small condition? ”

As soon as she said this, there was no room for Yang Chengzu to refuse, and as for Qushanfang, she had to say sorry. The business environment of the Ming Dynasty is like this, and everyone is not comparing who can do business, but who has more means. Since there are not enough ways, it is only natural to lose.

The imperial army conquered the south, and Huguang was used as a grain-producing area, and the quartermasters of the imperial court mainly procured military rations here. Zhang Sizong's visit to Anlu this time was not only to think about Shangzhu, but also to control the military food trade in Huguang remotely. Although the focus of the transaction was in Wuchang, if Zhang Sizong showed up in Wuchang, it would be too obvious that the Zhang family would be manipulating grain prices. You must know that the price of the grain sold from him is far more expensive than the market price several times, and if this matter is big, the life of Jianchang Marquis will not be easy.

As a local wealthy businessman, Mrs. Qian is the main force sniping at Zhang Sizong, and the price of her grain is two percent lower than the price of grain sold by Zhang Sizong, and she also has her own way to ensure that she can sell grain to the army on time. Relying on this, she has also established a relationship with the army, and now that the Anlu battalion is formed, a large number of weapons are also needed to the armed forces.

"If that's the case, then I also have a request. The weapons of the palace must be better than the weapons of the Anlu battalion. At the same time, there are a number of soft bows, light arrows, blunt knives and rusty guns in the palace, can Madame think of a way to sell these things to the Anlu camp. Bring all the strong bows and arrows that should be armed to them and the sophisticated weapons to the palace? ”

"It's a deal." After Mrs. Qian said this, she took the initiative to stretch out her slender jade hand. The skin is white and smooth, the fingers are as slender as shallots, and there is not a single blemish on them. At a glance, it is clear that the owner of the hand has never been exposed to the wind and the sun, nor has he suffered anything.

Yang Chengzu was stunned, then stretched out his hand and hit it in the air with the other party's hand, only to feel that the other party's hand was very cold.

When Yang Chengzu left, the tea lady said something in Mrs. Qian's ear, and Mrs. Qian snorted, "Are you staring at me?" Whatever he wants, I'll see what trouble he can make. ”

In a mansion in the south of Anlu City, the person on the hospital bed coughed violently, and the frightened maid hurriedly came over to help him pat his back.

"Slut! Slut who doesn't abide by women's morals, after I recover, I must settle accounts with you! This wail hovered in the wide mansion, as if it wanted to rush all the way to the nine skies, echoing throughout Anlu, but unfortunately it was blocked by the deep mansion compound and the tall family, and it only turned around in this mansion, like a resentful spirit.

Outside the palace, there have been some shadows of homeless people, and no matter how benevolent the princess is, she will not dare to open a porridge field at this time, otherwise she will not be able to escape from the crime of buying people's hearts. Only a part of the grain can be taken out and handed over to the government, and the magistrate is responsible for the relief, and as for the final destination of this food, only God knows.

But for the homeless, the richest family in Anlu City is still Xingwangfu after all, and he has no food in his stomach, so he naturally looks at the palace with red eyes. I don't know when the news began to circulate among the refugees that the palace was sending steamed buns to save people, and some said that the palace wanted to buy girls. So the refugees began to wander around the palace, and some took the initiative to bring their daughters over to beg for their lives.

When Yang Chengzu came back, he saw some disabled or old people who had knelt down on the side of the archway and began to cry, telling their pity. Everyone seems to have a lot of wrongs and grievances, and if you ask carefully, you may be able to implicate many government grievances, or some strange grievances in June Feixue.

The guards on the door didn't know how to deal with this situation, and when they saw Yang Chengzu coming back, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Yizheng, look at it, how is this good." The princess wanted to give them some dry food and let them go, but then she gave an order, saying that she would wait a while. They are on the side of the archway, we can't say anything, but right here, it doesn't seem to look good. ”

Yang Chengzu glanced at it a few times, then turned to a soldier and said, "You go and get a leather whip, and you want the handlebar to drive the livestock." Call Wang Tietou and Song Guoen and them and ask them to bring sticks. ”

The whip carries the wind, like a dragon going out to sea, waving sticks, like a tiger going down the mountain. All kinds of instruments whizzed, creating screams and begging for mercy among the displaced people. Those mutilated movements were not fast, but when they saw a group of people killing out like wolves and tigers, their frightened souls scattered, and they fled in a panic and trampled on each other, which injured more than they were beaten.

As for those who are old, they do not enjoy any preferential treatment. When the smoke and dust cleared, dozens of people were lying on the ground screaming, as if they were not lightly injured.

Several officials with swords had already come over to this side, and Yang Chengzu handed the whip to the iron head, and pressed the sword to meet those officials.

The leader is naturally not Liang Wei, but a man forty miles away, Yang Chengzu remembers seeing him, it seems to be from the Yamen of Jingshan County, but he can't remember what it is called. The official knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Chengzu from afar, and then asked, "Yizheng, what are you?" ”

"It's nothing, these people are blocking in front of the palace, and the impact is not good, so I just maintain order. If you can keep it, get rid of all of them. If we can't maintain order, then we use our methods to maintain it. If you block it, then this matter is the business of the yamen, can you represent this attitude of the yamen? ”