Chapter 174: Imperial Merchant

Zhao Wei still had tears in the corners of his eyes, but when he saw these many women in gorgeous clothes, his eyes were wide, he turned around, glanced at their hair and jade bracelets on their wrists, and had an idea in his heart, and struggled to get off the ground from Zhao Yang's arms.

Gongsun Mingmei and others have already bowed: "Long live my emperor, long live." ”

Zhao Wei stretched out his little hand to help him in a fashionable manner, and said immaturely: "Ladies and gentlemen, please calm down." ”

Zhao Wei's white and tender, delicate eyebrows, immediately attracted the love of all the concubines, they surrounded Zhao Wei to the pavilion in the garden, the palace maids put down the bright yellow cushions on the stone pier, and served refreshments.

Zhao Wei refused the kindness of the concubines, climbed the stone pier with great difficulty, swayed in the air with two small short legs, looked around at the concubines who were young and jade, coughed lightly, and asked, "What kind of rouge do you concubines use on weekdays?" ”

Several concubines looked at each other, and Gongsun Mingmei was the first to speak, and said softly: "It's all rouge made by the palace, but it's nothing special." ”

Zhao Wei's eyes lit up suddenly, he smiled and asked, "Do you want the special rouge of Hongyan Fang?" ”

It turned out that the twins were in a hurry, but the more than 1,000 boxes of rouge were not taken away in time, and they were kept in the warehouse.

Zhao Weiren is a big ghost, and he just glanced around and saw that the clothes on these concubines were worth a lot of money, and the rouge on his face was slightly slippery in the sun, not like a top-level product, so he boldly asked, but he didn't think about it, and he hit it crookedly, but it fulfilled his personal savings.

Since he started the rouge business of the concubines and sold all the backlog of special rouge, Zhao Wei finally became a little interested in the emperor's profession.

Bullying the king is a big crime, what he wants to ask, others must be honest, Zhao Wei has a very grand plan in his heart, well, this first step starts with Prime Minister Gongsun. After the morning of this day, Zhao Wei summoned Prime Minister Gongsun, and the monarch and ministers talked to each other, what a good emperor he was.

The monarch and the ministers sat down in a divided manner, and the little emperor very generously asked the palace maid to serve a good cup of tea, uh, for the prime minister of Gongsun, he could drink some almond dew or something by himself.

Zhao Wei looked like an adult, his two calves kicked hard, but he still couldn't reach the ground, he wandered in the air in frustration, and said earnestly: "Cough, Lord Gongsun has been worried about the country for many years, and after three dynasties, it is really hard work." ”

Hearing this, Gongsun's eyes were slightly wet, is it easy for him to be the prime minister of a country? On the bright side, one person is below ten thousand people, and one call is answered, and there is no other person in the limelight.

can meet two unobtrusive emperors in a row, one is a ** dictatorship, and another is a person who does whatever he wants, and he is not considerate of him at all.

This official is also at an end, and he can't be promoted or raised, and he has to work from morning to night like an old scalper, prime minister, it's really the hardest profession in the world.

Finally met the Ming Lord, only five years old, he knew that he was considerate of the ministers, and the white-haired grandson fell off the chair again, prostrate on the ground, and choked up: "It is what the old minister should do to share the emperor's worries and solve problems." ”

Zhao Wei supported the stool with both hands, climbed down with difficulty, ran a few steps with his little short legs, and reached the side of Prime Minister Gongsun, stretched out his little hand to hold the old prime minister laboriously, this style made Gongsun a great use.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, the monarch and the minister held their hands with tears in their eyes, and they got along very well, Zhao Wei blinked his eyes and asked with great concern: "How long has it been since Lord Gongsun's mansion made new clothes?" ”

Gongsun Youbai also blinked, and his dim old eyes turned slowly, what does the little emperor mean by this, do you suspect that he is greedy for ink?

Gongsun is old and refined, and secretly said that he was lucky, and he asked the ladies and wives in the house to be simple and did the right thing on weekdays, and he said solemnly: "The last time the old minister's family cut new clothes was a year ago. ”

Zhao Wei's two watery eyes looked at Lord Gongsun's wrinkled face again and again, and there was affection in his eyes, which made Lord Gongsun a little unbearable, and said in his heart, could it be that the little emperor is ready to appreciate some silk and satin? Well, that's a lot of decency.

But I heard the little emperor gurgle a string of words: "Ah, as the prime minister of a country, Lord Gongsun represents the face of my Great Chu, how can he be so frugal?" Hurry up and cut new clothes for all the young and old in the house, I have a shop here, the workmanship is good, the price is fair, the old man can also get a 20% discount when he goes to report my name......"

Gongsun went out of the palace in a daze, staring at the thumb of his right hand for a long time, until he got into his own carriage and eased up, how could he buy a bunch of fabrics inexplicably, and also signed a contract and stamped his handprint, ensuring that everyone in the mansion would make at least a new set of summer clothes according to their status, this, what is this called!

The next day, hundreds of officials came to congratulate Gongsun Da, and without a trace, they inquired about what the little emperor talked about when he met alone yesterday, where did Gongsun say it, vague words, but was mistaken by other adults that he was hiding his secrets, and Prime Minister Gongsun only smiled bitterly.

When he arrived in the next dynasty, there was another important minister who was left by the little emperor, and in the eyes of the envious and envious eyes of the ministers, Marquis Lan held his head high and followed the female official proudly.

Zhao Wei's old tricks were repeated, first he shh

Marquis Lan finally tasted the taste, Your Majesty, what do you want to reward us, he decided to create an opportunity for the emperor to perform, "Your Majesty, the old minister's family has no worries about food and clothing, but the money is not very good." ”

Straightforward enough, right? It's good to enjoy some silver directly.

The smile on Zhao Wei's face disappeared quickly, and he looked coldly at the fat Marquis Lan, who was inviolable at a young age with a royal authority, and the Marquis Lan shrunk his round shoulders, a little cold.

Silver? Withhold me for silver? It's too hurtful, Zhao Wei unceremoniously classified Lan Hou Ye as the enemy, and he had to hit the enemy mercilessly to the end.

Zhao Wei stretched out his hand and touched Lan Houye's official uniform, and said with great certainty: "Lan Aiqing is using Xiangyun yarn this body?" ”

Lan Hou Ye muttered in his heart, how did he switch from silver to clothes, but his face quickly accompanied a smile: "It is Xiangyun Sha, the emperor Shengming." ”

Zhao Wei's little face sank, faintly thunderous, Lan Hou Ye unconsciously took a step back, but heard Zhao Wei ask in a fierce voice: "Lan Hou Ye is just a second-class marquis, with a salary of three hundred taels a year, how to use this fragrant cloud yarn of a thousand gold?!" ”

A child's voice still has a bit of milky voice, but Lan Hou Ye was so frightened that he immediately fell to the ground, tears and tears said that it was just the filial piety of the people below, he sang and wrote well, grabbed the corner of the little emperor's robe, deeply reflected on his mistakes, and said that he would never dare to accept things from the people below at will in the future.

The little emperor generously expressed his acceptance of his confession, and at the same time hinted that as a subordinate, he should be like a subordinate, and wearing such a luxurious cloth is not very sorry for the emperor's cultivation of him? I'm sorry for what the people of Dawn expect of him? I'm sorry that his chef feeds him so much every day?

Lan Hou Ye can stand tall and not fall, in addition to giving birth to a good child, the ability to observe the words and colors above is also very in place, patting his chest at the moment to ensure that he will change all the ready-to-wear clothes after going back, and he must maintain the same pace as the people of Limin, what is cheap to wear.

The little emperor Longxin was very happy, and immediately approved thousands of horses for Lan Hou Ye, and very considerately grabbed Lan Hou Ye's hand and helped him press his handprint.

When Marquis Lan came out of the imperial study, the little emperor blew the ink on the book on his hand, and he was full of ambition, and the most expensive fabric was sold at the most expensive price, Zhao Wei, what a genius.

The next day, the Marquis Lan became the focus of attention of the ministers, but the dignified Marquis wore a coarse linen dress that only a country man would wear, which simply lost the face of the important ministers of Northern Chu.

Lan Hou Ye didn't realize it, he raised his head very proudly, and only when he inadvertently came into contact with Prime Minister Gongsun's sight, he turned his head away in embarrassment.

In the next dynasty, another important minister was left by Zhao Wei. Zhao Yang knew his nephew's tricks, but he didn't debunk them, at least this little man no longer cries his father and calls his mother, and the dead ministers don't die the king.

For example, every day there is an important minister who is left by the little emperor, but the next day he refuses to say anything, only the anxious hearts of other people, come and go, all have different thoughts, one by one scramble to concentrate on political affairs, hoping to make some merits so that the little emperor will be named and left in the court.

All the ministers are enterprising, the political achievements are outstanding, the Northern Chu Dynasty sang and danced up and down, the people applauded, and they all said that it was a peaceful and prosperous era.

The little emperor's bedroom is full of gold, and there are a number of silver taels delivered every day, and there is nothing to do, Zhao Wei's favorite thing is to count the money in the bedroom.

The pair of parents who had no conscience seemed to have been left behind by him, and only occasionally heard him complain, Zhao Yang took out the letter from Zhu Lin when he left to comfort him, "Your mother said that if you can have a younger brother, she will replace you." ”

So, the little emperor happily counted his private money again.

After Zhu and Zhao Luo threw their son to Chudu, they traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, and marched towards Ningdu, but they thought that no matter what, they should ask their parents to meet the third son-in-law, especially their father, even though he didn't know people very well, Zhuxin was still not disrespectful.

After the two of them had no worries, they walked very slowly every day, and often the beautiful scenery had to circle for three or five days before continuing to move forward.

On this day, I was greedy for the scenery and walked among the mountain roads, but it was becoming more and more remote, and the sound of gongs and drums was faintly heard.