The eldest princess of Guantao is critically ill and is about to end;

Liu Che took Princess Pingyang, Wei Qing, Su Jian, Zhang Qian, Huo Qubing and the three thousand feather forest army to Shanglin Yuan to hunt, and I heard that he also brought a large group of cultural people such as Sima Xiangru and two hundred dogs;

Gongsun Hong suddenly turned his face, not only swept the floor out of the house after scolding the Zhuo family, but also summoned the big farmer Ling Zheng into the Prime Minister's Mansion at that time, and ordered him to reclaim 100,000 mu of land within three months......

……

When the news of Chang'an City came, Cao Xiang couldn't help but be a little frightened, and became suspicious and restless, but Yang Chuan didn't care, he was busy with whatever he should be busy with.

"Yang Chuan, something big is going to happen in Chang'an City," Cao Xiang said uncertainly during dinner on this day, "The old woman Liu is critically ill, and my uncle took away my mother, Wei Qing and Huo Quai, which is obviously trying to do it." ”

Yang Chuan picked up a few slices of lamb, gently swung them in the shabu-shabu pot and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed slowly, and said with a smile: "Doesn't the emperor go to Shanglinyuan to hunt every winter?" ”

Cao Xiang said: "However, this year is different. ”

Yang Chuan smiled and asked, "What's the difference?" Isn't it just to let the Yulin army drive the beasts over, so that the emperor can shoot them with bows and arrows, and then let Sima Xiangru and those cultural people write a few texts and make a big splash? ”

"This time, it's really different," Cao Xiang sat down in a precarious position for a rare time, "If Concubine Liu dies, my uncle will definitely kill some people to vent his anger, but I don't know who will touch this bad head and become that unlucky guy."

My uncle, in fact, attaches great importance to family affection, and the eldest princess of Guantao is respected as the lord of Dou, on the one hand, because Liu Concubine contributed a lot to my uncle's accession to the throne as the emperor;

On the other hand, it is because she is also surnamed Liu ......"

Yang Chuan continued to rub the meat and did not say a word.

What about the surname Liu? For the sake of the stability of the imperial power, for the sake of the Han Empire, Liu Che almost wiped out his three clans, and killed several of his own children, just a Liu prostitute old woman is a fart!

In Yang Chuan's view, the changes in Chang'an City this time are nothing more than conflicts of interest between several wealthy families.

Liu Yan's life will not be long in coming, and even the gods can't save it.

However, she also has two sons, one is Tangyi Hou Chen Xu, and the other is Longxi Hou Chen Chan, but they are not fuel-efficient lamps, and when Liu Concubine dies, their series of miraculous operations, even Liu Che and her sister Chen Ajiao can't save their lives.

According to historical records, during the mourning period after the death of his mother Liu Xuan, Tangyi Marquis Chen Xu and his younger brother's wife, the wife of the tribe, and even the wives and daughters of many servants, did many unbearable things, committed adultery, and greatly violated the Han Dynasty criminal law of "ruling the world with filial piety".

Not only that, but he also competed with his brother Chen Chan for property, according to the Han law, he deserved to die.

It is said that these two Han marquis finally committed suicide and were closed to the country, and the ghost knows how much credibility there is, anyway, Yang Chuan doesn't believe it very much, Chen Xu and Chen Chan, who are the marquis of a thousand households, can be so unbearable......

"Yang Chuan, it's going to snow in the next few days, when will your pickles be sold for money?" Cao Xiang looked at Yang Chuan's lack of interest, so he had to change the topic, "Also, the kiln for firing pottery has also been built, when will it start?" ”

Yang Chuan finally became interested and said with a smile: "Just these days." ”

"By the way, wait until the beginning of spring next year, you take the initiative to find your uncle and take the initiative to hand over the green salt business of Pingyang Hou Cao's family to the imperial court, if you are disobedient, you will wait to be killed by the emperor." Yang Chuan added.

Cao Xiang stopped talking, sighed heavily, and lay down on Mazhazi......

……

On this day, Zhuo's family suddenly came to Yang Chuan's fiefdom, and she brought dozens of carts of gifts, which were nothing more than some gold, grain, spices, medicinal herbs and various Shuzhong specialties.

For example, the carts of spices and the twenty delicate little women are not found anywhere else.

Originally, Cao Xiang was in a bad mood these days, and he would lose his temper at every turn, shouting that he was going to Shanglin Yuan to find his uncle and mother, but when he saw the little women brought by Zhuo's family, he smiled and was in a good mood.

"Oh, Aunt Zhuo, you said you came, why did you send so many gifts to Ben Hou, which made Ben Hou ...... Haha, hahaha, I can't help it. ”

Cao Xiang relied on his young age, hugged Zhuo's with a dead face, and put his huge head into Zhuo's arms, like a hungry lamb looking for milk, and he couldn't see it.

Zhuo Shi chuckled a few times, quietly pushed Cao Xiang's head away, his eyes were starry, and he looked at Yang Chuan with a smile and said, "What is Yang Chuan busy with?" Why are your hands still covered in mud?

Oops, this cold day, be careful to freeze your hands. ”

Yang Chuan squatted next to a large puddle of mud, carefully checked the color of the mud, and said with a smile without looking back: "The mud on my Zhuangzi is good, sticky enough, pure in color, if a batch of pottery is fired, it will definitely be sold for a lot of money." ”

Zhuo Shi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Childe wants to burn pottery for money, this idea is good, but it is best to wait for this fired pottery to wait for the beginning of spring, now the weather is too cold, and the mud is not easy to dry." ”

Yang Chuan stood up, cleaned the mud on his hands, and then said, "Aunt Zhuo has eaten food when she came here this time?" There is nothing else good in my Zhuangzi, but a few pasta and side dishes are quite flavorful, no less than your small warm pot in the land of Sichuan and Shu. ”

Zhuo Shi smiled: "Come to your Yang Chuan Gongzi's fiefdom, you will naturally keep your belly, I have heard that the best meal in Chang'an City is Gongzi's here." ”

Yang Chuan smiled and invited Zhuo to another attic.

Cao Xiang disliked that these two people were not speaking well enough, they clearly had important things to say, and they had to hide them, which made him start to get irritable, so he didn't bother to join in the fun, so he simply went to tease the twenty little women of Sichuan and Shu......

"Aunt Zhuo, please sit down, the humble house is simple, please take a bit." Entering the attic, Yang Chuan sat down on the main seat and said with a smile.

Zhuo Shi thanked him, but he didn't sit down immediately, but looked around and looked in the attic with novelty in his eyes, and couldn't stop praising him: "Tsk, I can't imagine that Gongzi is not only a wonderful person, but also a literati." ”

Yang Chuan smiled quietly: "Actually, in the final analysis, he is still a rough man after all. ”

This attic is Yang Chuan's private space, a bedroom and study, except for Cao Xiang, Huo Quzhi, Tangyi's father and a few other people have come in, no one else has ever set foot in it.

"Young Master Yang Chuan, on this cold day, there is no brazier or stove in your attic, why is it so warm?"

After walking around the room for a while, looking at the pots of vibrant bonsai flowers and plants, Zhuo suddenly thought of something: "Could it be that you are using a fire kang in this attic?" ”

During the Han Empire, the way to heat heat in winter was nothing more than a kang, brazier, and stove.

Even in the north of later generations, it is also the most common way for ordinary people to heat their homes, except for the smell of kang smoke that is difficult to get rid of, it is not harmful to the human body.

But this brazier and stove are not easy to say.

Think about it, in a closed room, two pots of coals are burned, and there is no chimney, flue or anything, which is almost equivalent to breathing carbon monoxide every day, where does Yang Chuan dare to use it!

"I'm using a fireplace," Yang Chuan got up and pulled an iron plate behind him, revealing a red flame, but there was a stove built in the wall.

"Fireplace?" Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he took a few steps closer and bent down to take a closer look.

Intentionally or unintentionally, most of this woman's waist was exposed, so that Yang Chuan couldn't help but take a few more looks, and said with a smile: "Actually, it is also a kind of stove, but I changed the flue to make it linger in the wall for a while."

Aunt Zhuo, do you want the design drawings of this fireplace? ”

Zhuo was overjoyed and was just about to speak.

Unexpectedly, Yang Chuan's next sentence made the woman's face stiffen slightly: "But Aunt Zhuo, there is no free lunch in this world, and the fireplace drawings sell you for 100,000 yuan, okay?" ”

Zhuo Shi coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Okay, but there is another deal that I want to cooperate with your Yang Chuan Gongzi today, and I said in advance that I am not allowed to fool the concubine again." ”

Yang Chuan laughed and clapped his palms.

Tangyi's father walked in, bowed down and said, "What do you have to say about Xiao Langjun?" ”

"Today, Zhuangzi has a distinguished guest, go to Cao Xiang's chicken coop, catch a few old hens that don't lay eggs and stew them for us," Yang Chuan said casually, "Also, go to Cao Xiang's house and bring some wine." ”

"Also, the sesame oil at home is almost gone, go to Cao Xiang's house and get a few dozen catties."

The father of the cousin arched his hand and strode out of the door.

Zhuo's wonderful eyes stared at Yang Chuan deeply, and he couldn't help but smile: "The Marquis of Pingyang is famous in Chang'an City, even those children surnamed Liu don't dare to provoke, I can't imagine being so obedient to you." ”

Yang Chuan sighed and said, "There's no way, he owes me a lot of money, and he doesn't give it, so my son has to go and get the things from his house by himself and slowly pay the bill." ”

Zhuo Shi was stunned for two or three breaths, and suddenly asked: "Young Master Yang Chuan, my Zhuo Shi still owes you a lot of money, when will I go to get something to pay the account?" Let's say okay, the most valuable thing in my Zhuo clan is not gold, but people.

Prince Yang Chuan, the concubine is waiting for you at any time. ”

This is said very frivolously, coupled with Zhuo's two watery Danfeng eyes, it is still quite lethal.

But.

Yang Chuan looked harmless to people and animals, and said with a smile: "Aunt Zhuo, the business between us is very clean, the money and goods are clear, and no one owes anyone." ”

Zhuo finally sighed, sat down, and said gloomily: "Last time, the concubine was greedy, how can the new-style foot plow that can completely change the situation of the Han farmer's cultivation and harvest, can it be bought for just five hundred gold?" Prime Minister Sun Hong has limited my Zhuo clan to cast a plow before the beginning of spring, otherwise, it will be a great disaster.

Young Master Yang Chuan, please save the life of the concubine.

From now on, I will be Zhuo's ...... No, I, Zhuo Wenjun's connections, resources, coins and land, are at my disposal, just asking my son to help my concubine get through this difficulty! ”

Seeing Zhuo's handsome face with pear blossoms and rain, Yang Chuan sat up straight, took a bowl of water and drank it slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Who else knows about the business between you and me?" ”

Zhuo Shi hurriedly shook his head and said, "Only you, the Marquis of Pingyang, and the concubine know. ”

Yang Chuan: "What about Gongsun Hong?" ”

Zhuo's family: "The concubine's body has never been leaked to anyone!" ”

"Actually, the reason why the concubine is plotting for the son's step plow is nothing more than to give Sima Xiangru a great credit, hoping to get the emperor's favor, and then think of my Zhuo Wenjun's husband and wife ......"

Afraid that Yang Chuan would not believe it, Zhuo hurriedly added.

Yang Chuan's face gradually relaxed, his eyes flashed, he groaned a few times, and said, "That's it, you send 10,000 catties of fine iron, I'll try ......"

The cook's hand is crippled, it's okay to flip the spoon, the code words are too slow, and he stayed up for two and a half hours to write a chapter.

Princess Guantao is finished, this is the beginning of a turmoil......

(End of chapter)