Just waiting for the reply, Xining, who was originally lazy, suddenly got up with a grunt, and according to the "ceremony", first straightened the crown and sideburns, and then straightened the placket, brushed the sleeves left and right with both hands, tied the waist, and wiped the skirt.

Finally, he flicked both sides of his sleeves, and knelt down with his hands: "The courtiers respectfully accept the holy book!" "Keep your head down and your hands up.

This made Steward Lin sand sculpted, and stared at the county lord and began to tidy up his clothes, until the county lord knelt down, he was still standing there.

The maid next to her, Steward Xiao, and Xiao Zhan saw this, and immediately knelt down.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement, Jing'er helplessly lowered her voice: "Hey, hey......"

Steward Lin came back to his senses and put the bamboo slips in his hand in the hands of the county lord.

Xining got up and walked to the side and sat down.

The bamboo slips are tied with rope and dripping with sealing wax. She untied the rope and opened the bamboo slip to look at it.

Of course, this letter was not written by the king of Han, but should be written by his civil officials. The text is crepe-and-crepe, plus a high-sounding one, and there are many quotations from classics and rare words.

She couldn't read several words, and she could only point: "What kind of word is this?" ”

After Jing'er looked at it from the side, she thought for a while: "The slave doesn't know either. ”

Xining then spread out the book: "Look, what words." ”

Two stewards and one steward walked over.

Xiao Zhan looked at it and read: "Remember not to squander and waste, otherwise it will go on like this in the long run, lest you be arrogant and extravagant." ”

Steward Xiao glared at his nephew, what can you do, the servants around the people didn't speak, and asked you to show that you are educated.

"Arrogant and extravagant......" Xining reminisced.

Xiao Zhan hadn't seen Steward Xiao glaring at him, and explained: "From the pre-Qin "Uncle He Poor". Uncle Xiang saw Han Xuanzi, Xuanzi was poor, and Uncle Xiang congratulated him. Xuanzi said: 'I have the name of Qing but no reality, I can't follow the second and third sons, I am worried, and the son congratulates me, why? ’”

Uncle Xiang went to see Han Xuanzi, Han Xuanzi was worried about poverty, but Uncle Xiang congratulated him.

Xuanzi said: "I have the name of Doctor Qing, but I don't have the wealth of Doctor Qing, and I have no honor to associate with other Doctors, I am worried about this, but you congratulate me, what is the reason for this?" “

Steward Xiao glared at the beads vigorously, but he couldn't do it anymore, and secretly pulled the hem of Xiao Zhan's clothes. Only then did Xiao Zhan see that Steward Xiao's face was pale, and his eyes almost didn't eat him.

Xining smiled and found a comfortable place to sit down: "Go on, keep talking." It's okay to be wrong! ”

I'm halfway there, and I can't continue if I don't talk about it. Xiao Zhan had no choice but to finish this allusion.

Ziheng, extravagant, insatiable, lawless, and wealthy, deserved to suffer a disaster, but he relied on his father Luan Wuzi's Yu De to have a good death.

When it came to Huaiko, who changed the behavior of his father Huanzi and learned the virtues of his grandfather Wuzi, he could have avoided disaster with this; However, he was affected by the sins of his father Huanzi, so he fled to the state of Chu.

Xining finally understood, and thoughtfully: "The king is telling me not to be like Ziheng and do nonsense. Even if I can die a good death by virtue of my father's virtue, my descendants may flee because of my sins. ”

She looked up at the left and right, "Huh?" ”

Steward Xiao's sweat was about to flow down, so he quickly knelt down and said, "The shaft is not sensible, please punish the county lord." ”

Xining tilted her head, looking innocent and ignorant: "This is what the king said, what's wrong with Xiao Zhan?" ”

If Xiao Zhan is at fault, then it means that King Han is at fault, and this cauldron made Steward Xiao immediately lie on the ground. Crawling on the ground, he couldn't bow his head: "The county lord is right, and what the king said is very true." ”

What's right, anyway, the cauldron will be thrown away first, and if the county lord gives small shoes in the future, he can only wear them.

Xining smiled, stood up, walked to the desk with the bamboo slips, and took a closer look: "If there's anything I don't understand, just say it." This is a note written to me by the king, and I have to understand every sentence and every word. Since you are already in my house, you are your own people, and you share honor and disgrace. I will also give you a few words, and the skin will be attached without hair. ”

Nimadi, even if my sister dies this time, I will drag a group of you to be buried with you, so that you won't just hang yourself on the beam of the living room.

As soon as he heard this, even Steward Xiao got up from the ground and walked to the side of the case to take a closer look.

This letter was knocked on the side, admonished, hammered, and responded that this place also belongs to the scope of trade. I also wrote that the things I sent were very good, and although I was poor, I still thought of him and felt very gratified. In the end, King Han signed a letter, which is considered to be a read.

Xining asks about the melon.

Ten carts of melons, after arriving in the capital, three carts were rotten. I chose two good cars and sent them to the palace with the letter.

The rest is sold on the street. For rotten melons, remove the rotten areas and cut them into thin slices for people to try.

On the one hand, it was a tribute sent to the palace by the frontier, and on the other hand, the melon was unusually sweet after tasting, and there was an endless stream of buyers for a while.

Xiao Zhan said happily: "The original price of a melon is one tael of silver, according to what the county lord said, the price will not be raised." It was sold out on the second day, and many people asked if there would be any in the future. The proceeds were 2,356 taels, and 500 taels were brought back from the purchase of corn, and the rest was converted into cash and packed into boxes and shipped back. ”

In this era, there were no hands in and silver tickets, all in cash and cash.

Xining thought for a moment and said, "It's good to do it at this time." Then you will repair for two days, and then go to the city and help me choose a place in the city, and buy a cheap storehouse, a place where I can store grain. ”

Xiao Zhan asked, "How many things do you want to store?" ”

Xining estimated: "Su can save 500 stones." ”

Five hundred stones? It is equivalent to more than 50,000 catties, which can be eaten by more than 100 people for a year.

Steward Xiao said: "We can build a granary, even if it is the largest granary that can store a thousand stones, it only takes half a month to build, and we don't need to buy too much land and warehouses." ”

Xining nodded immediately: "Then hurry up and get it, ask for a corn warehouse, and a wheat warehouse." ”

Turning to look at the letter on the table: "You go to rest first, and let me think about it before replying." ”

The letter is already turbulent, and it should really be carefully considered before writing, and if there is another "Uncle Jun", it may be dead.

When Steward Lin presented the letter, he returned to the inn and didn't sleep well for three days, until the palace eunuch came over with a letter from King Han, and he was relieved. I am afraid that when the guards with weapons burst into the room and slam him for the felony of contempt for the king.

The trio bowed and retreated, and Xining finally had something to do again. Every day, I shook the fan and looked at the spread out letter repeatedly.

Jing'er couldn't stand it anymore, and asked while waiting: "County Lord, how many times have you read this letter, what did you see?" ”

Xining took the melon handed by Jing'er and took a bite: "Well, it's so sweet." This letter ......"

Jing'er pricked up her ears and listened, and heard the county lord eating melons, and said indistinctly: "This letter...... The words on it, well written! ”

It turned out to be reading the words, Jing'er was deflated, and handed over wet wipes and another piece of melon with a smile.