Three days after the funeral, Zhang Mao's coffin was buried, and the funeral procession of thousands of people escorted Zhang Mao to be buried in the Zhang cemetery on the Lianshan Gang of Fengtai Changxindian, where the first generation of British princes, Zhang Mao's father Zhang Fu was buried; Like their father Zhang Fu, they failed to pass the threshold of seventy-five years old, and both died at the age of seventy-five.

Zhang's cemetery is also buried in Zhang Mao's wife, Chen, Zhang Mao's son Zhang Lun's father Zhang Rui, and many deceased relatives of the Guogong Mansion; According to Zhang Mao's last wish before his death, the coffin and his wife Chen were buried in one place, sealed the soil to build a mausoleum, and the giant turtle carried a monument and slept in the earth.

The old man passed away, and the little grandfather replaced him, which seemed to be a peaceful handover, but in Song Nan's opinion, it was not simple. Although no one will come out to oppose Zhang Mao's new funeral, there will be hidden worries after a long time. The reason is very simple, Zhang Lun is not Zhang Mao, without Zhang Mao's glorious past and ability, Zhang Mao is not enough to completely control the marquis of the regimental battalion in the world, with Zhang Lun's ability, it is not easy to sit firmly as the governor of the regimental battalion.

Standing in Song Nan's position, although he hoped that Zhang Lun could stabilize the situation and control the regimental camp, Song Nan understood that it was impossible, and it would not be long before there was a dispute over this matter; A young British prince in his early thirties wants to suppress the old and cunning regimental marquis, this is simply an impossible task for Zhang Lun, although Zhang Lun is not as incompetent as other Xun Qi's children, but after all, he has not had much experience, if it were not for the rescue of the emperor in the battle of Xinpingbao that year, he may not have done an inch so far. And even the credit of that time was due to Song Nan's prior arrangement and the desperate bloody battle of thousands of soldiers and horses of the Ulzhou Guard.

But Song Nan can't solve this problem now, Song Nan's ability is not enough for Zhang Lun to sit firmly as the governor of the regiment and battalion, and he can only take one step at a time, at least in a short period of time, no one will come forward to mention this matter, and the future can only be done at the right time.

Song Nan has to deal with another thing now, on the seventh day of the first month, the businessmen from all over the country contacted by Zhu Fengtong rushed to the capital one after another, coinciding with the old man's funeral, Song Nan also had no time to receive them, and Zhu Fengtong took Tong Ahu and Wan Dabao and others to receive them, and arranged for the residence to visit the construction site of the white paper workshop. Now that the old man is in the ground, the affairs of the British government are almost busy, and it is time to meet them, and the big things are still waiting for him and the businessmen to agree on the decision.

On the twelfth day of the first month, the hall of the Song Mansion was full of people, and the merchants from all over the country were invited into the Song Mansion, and the merchants who spoke Wu Nong's language and Huizhou dialect gathered together, before Song Nan came out to meet the guests, everyone greeted each other, inquired about each other's business routes and transactions, and was very busy. After Song Nan entered through the curtain behind the hall, the hall was suddenly silent, and everyone stood up and bowed their hands, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

The reason for the surprise was the surprise that Song Nan was such a young man, although he had long heard that this Song Marquis was young and ambitious, but when he saw the noble Song Nan appear in front of him, the businessmen couldn't help but smack their lips.

"Hello owners, you have come all the way to the capital, but I have treated you slowly, and I really don't want to go; No, I specially invite you to come to my house today, and I will apologize to you for setting up a thin wine later. Song Nan said with a smile.

The businessmen said one after another: "Where did the Hou Ye say that in the past few days, Miss Mengzhu and the officials of your mansion have taken care of me, and we are very relieved." I heard that there was a white incident in the Hou Ye's father-in-law's house, and the Hou Ye naturally wanted to help with his filial piety, and asked the Hou Ye to mourn and change. ”

Song Nan sighed: "Yes, the old man of the British Duke has passed away, and I, who is the grandson-in-law, naturally want to give him a ride, the matter is already over, and there is no need to mention it." You've been here for more than four days, but have you gone to my white paper mill construction site to take a look? ”

The businessmen said in a gossipy manner: "Miss Zhu took us to take a look, and it is really a generous style, and the layout of this shop house is not picky." ”

An old man with white eyebrows got up and bowed to Zhu Fengtong and said: "Hey, at the end of last year, when Miss Zhu brought a sample drawing to contact Lao Yu, Lao Yu didn't believe it very much, but now seeing is believing, what Miss Zhu said is true; At that time, Lao Yu had made a disrespectful remark and apologized to Miss Zhu here. ”

Zhu Fengtong hurriedly got up and pursed his lips and saluted: "Why should President Zhao be too modest, in business, seeing is believing, and it is human nature that you don't believe it." ”

Song Nan smiled and said, "If I guess correctly, this old gentleman must be President Zhao of the Hui Chamber of Commerce." ”

The old man arched his hand and smiled: "Master Hou has good eyesight, it is the old age; What will not grow will be long, but it is just a joint advice for everyone. ”

Song Nan smiled, turned his eyes, looked at a white fat old man and said, "That old gentleman must be President Ma of the Chaoshang Merchant Gang." ”

The white fat old man's eyes narrowed into a slit and arched his hand: "It's the old decay." ”

Song Nan said: "The chairman of the Zhejiang Merchants Gang must be this old gentleman, full of spirit and spirit, quite immortal." ”

A tall and thin old man with thin cheeks sunken laughed and said, "Master Hou let the old man live for a few more years, but I can't be praised by Master Hou like this." ”

This young marquis spoke cordially and kindly, and there was no disdain in the bones of ordinary high-ranking officials and lords for Shangjia who were kind on the surface but could not hide it, and all businessmen were used in their hearts and had a good impression of Song Nan.

After Song Nan sat down, everyone also sat down, the maidservants sent delicious snacks and tea, Song Nan casually beckoned everyone to take it casually, and after some coaxing, Song Nan coughed lightly, and everyone suddenly calmed down, knowing that they were going to talk about business.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since you have come to the capital sincerely, and you have seen the shops and courtyards of the white paper workshop in the past few days, we don't need to detour, I developed the shop pù house of the white paper workshop to sell to merchants to do business in the capital, do you have any intentions?"

There was silence in the hall, and the sound of bowing his head and drinking tea sounded from time to time, but no one spoke.

Song Nan smiled: "What? Are you not satisfied with the properties developed by my Song Mansion? Not satisfied with the price or not satisfied with the property? ”

Chairman Zhao of the Hui merchants coughed and said: "Hou Ye is a straightforward person, we don't wait around the corner, how can we wait for businessmen who are unwilling to come to the capital to open up industries, the capital is the most prosperous place in the Ming Dynasty, and it is an excellent thing to be able to do business and buy property here." I also see the shops and real estate in the white paper workshop, and everyone is eager to keep it for themselves. ”

Song Nan smiled and said, "Then why do you seem to have scruples?" ”

President Zhao arched his hand and said: "We have also communicated in private, the price is not a problem, I was worried that the chamber of commerce in the capital would be squeezed out, but since Grandpa Guo and Marquis Song came forward to serve as the president of the White Paper Workshop, I am not afraid of others looking for trouble." I only have one thing to solve, if Hou Ye can solve this matter, I, Zhao, am willing to buy three sets of shops plus one set of mansions. ”

"Yes, we must also buy a shop, who doesn't want to come to the capital to do business? I've dreamed of it. The businessmen were gossiping.

Song Nan waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and asked with a smile, "What kind of things do you need me to solve?" Let's talk about it? ”

President Zhao said: "Master Hou should know that Ming businessmen are limited by the Yellow Book and cannot operate abroad; Although there has been some relaxation in recent years, but after three years of not returning to their hometown, the local government issued a pursuit on the grounds that the displaced people had fugitives, and we and other businessmen had to return to their hometowns, and if they didn't do well, they would have to suffer lawsuits; If it is in other state capitals, it is okay, and the official government can also issue official documents to prove their identity, and it will also avoid being regarded as a fugitive from the people, but this is the land of the capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, we are worried that we will not be able to operate the shop that has bought the Hou Ye. ”

Song Nan frowned and said, "What do you mean?" Why didn't I understand you? What is the Yellow Book? ”

The businessmen were stunned, Hou Ye didn't know what the Yellow Book was, or was he deliberately pretending to be confused?

Zhu Fengtong was also surprised, she whispered a few words in Song Nan's ear, Song Nan suddenly understood, this so-called yellow book is the so-called household registration book in later generations, the Ming Dynasty is a high-pressure dynasty, and the people need the government to issue a road slip when they go out of the boundaries above the county level, indicating where the identity and origin are starting from, where the purpose is, how much time it takes, etc., Taizu Dynasty has tied up the people with the Lijia system, set up a villager group, and inspected it once a year, with this small unit as the main body to carry out tax service and other affairs, if someone is out of the countryWithin a year, it would be known that those who had left their nationality would be considered displaced or fugitives, and the imperial court would use force to capture them and repatriate them to their places of origin.

As a merchant of the Ming Dynasty, he was all registered as a citizen like the people who were engaged in farming, and was also included in the list of Lijia, but it was in the convenience of the merchants, and he was given a three-year period, and he must return to his hometown every three years to live, otherwise he was also regarded as a wanderer or a fugitive, and he was also punished.

Song Nan's scalp was a little numb, to be honest, he never took this into account, if this was the case, who would buy his own shop and house? Isn't it an idiot to spend a lot of money to buy an estate outside of his home country? Merchants are willing to do this kind of loss-making business.

So the question is, these businessmen can only lease the mansion of the shop, and will never buy it, do they want to be a charter public who eats rent?