In December, the rooftops of the capital are covered with snow.

The people of the capital are busy for their livelihoods, and because next spring is the Enke test, a large number of high-spending people will pour into the capital, which has led to a boom in business.

Hard-working people weave through the intricate streets, occasionally making a sizzling sound through the snow.

Although it has been a long time since the Ming Dynasty finished abusing Annan, every time they think that the Ming army is so powerful, everyone's mood is still very good, and they even hum a little song.

With a faint smile on her face, Liu Ying was leading four young women out of the impoverished area with a few freshly woven white cotton cloths, and was walking towards the lively street on the other side of the Drum Tower.

When the group came to the door of the royal cloth shop, she deliberately patted the snowflakes on the white cotton cloth, and then led the four women behind her into the store together.

Liu Ying has been here many times, and she seems to be familiar with the way to the counter where Shopkeeper Sun is: "Shopkeeper Sun, this is the five pieces of cloth in our group, please check it!" ”

Shopkeeper Sun is old after all, and his mental state in this winter is obviously a little worse, but he is still diligent and meticulous in his work.

When he began to inspect the cotton cloth, the old face couldn't help but praise: "The cotton cloth of your group is really fast and good!" ”

Due to the continuous need for cotton cloth in the East China Sea, Nanyang and Mongolia, the supply of cotton cloth in Daming is still relatively tight, so more and more contracts have been signed with Weaver Girls.

The royal cloth bank was made easier to manage, and now the old man led the newcomer, and every five female weavers would be organized into a group, and each group had to come together to deliver the goods.

Liu Ying's face smiled slightly, but she didn't look overly proud, this kind of thing was nothing more than that the people in their group were more industrious.

"This is your silver taels, please put it away!" After deducting their loom fees, the shopkeeper handed over the silver taels they were entitled to.

Liu Ying didn't take over the silver taels, and looked serious: "Money shopkeeper, can you fold all of them into cloth tickets for us?" ”

"All folded into a cloth ticket?" Shopkeeper Sun couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Liu Ying's eyes were very bright, and she nodded very seriously: "Yes!" ”

"Last time, didn't our royal cloth shop give each of you a cloth ticket as a year-end bonus, what do you want so much cloth for?" Shopkeeper Sun gently dialed the calculation beads to fold the silver, and asked puzzledly.

Liu Ying looked at the shopkeeper Sun who was crackling and tapping on the abacus, and said with a smile on his face: "I want to buy a flying shuttle loom!" ”

"I see!" Shopkeeper Sun suddenly realized, is a serious way: "You have savings is really suitable to buy one, now the price of the machine is favorable, and you can pay in installments for three months, and it is guaranteed for three years!" In the long run, it's more cost-effective than renting a machine! ”

Liu Ying's eyes lit up, so she nodded lightly: "Well, I've inquired clearly!" It's just that I'm used to this one now, and you will always be responsible for the warranty, can I not replace the machine with a new one? ”

"So be it! If you don't need to replace the machine with a new one, then how about I extend the warranty period for half a year? Shopkeeper Sun has already calculated, and even if he gives preferential conditions, he said.

When Liu Ying heard this better condition, she nodded hurriedly: "Okay, thank you Shopkeeper Sun for taking care of you!" ”

When the shopkeeper saw that Liu Ying planned to buy it today, he took the cloth ticket handed over by Liu Ying, and seriously issued the bill, indicating that the warranty time of the machine was three and a half years.

Now the settlement method of the shuttle loom is the cloth ticket, so now the cloth ticket in the capital is becoming more and more popular, and even more popular than the impurity of silver.

"Please keep this credential away! We have already recorded that we will not charge you for the use of the machine in the future, and you can notify us of the warranty machine in the future! After the shopkeeper Sun had registered, he handed over a receipt.

Liu Ying took the bill as if she had obtained a treasure, and her heart was suddenly extremely comfortable.

Although this is the result of countless sweats, I feel happy when I think that the miraculous loom is completely my own.

If you don't have that machine, let alone feed your own children, even feeding yourself is a serious problem.

It's just that I really own that machine, and I have this job that can bring stable income, and my life is definitely getting better and better.

"We will also work hard like Sister Ying in the future, and when we save enough money, we will also buy a shuttle loom!" As if they had a new direction in their lives, the four women expressed their positions one after another.

As soon as they walked out of the royal cloth shop, a group of scholars hurriedly walked past them and were walking towards the royal book shop next to the royal cloth shop.

Ming, published by Baijiayuan, became the best-selling publication as soon as it was released.

This kind of publication that contains the latest information not only has the most marginal information but also the latest ideas, but it is also interesting to read.

"Is the latest issue of Ming magazine out?"

"Quick, give me a copy, I want the latest issue!"

"Did you hear that? The exam will refer to the above content to ask questions! ”

……

A large group of scholars poured into the royal bookstore to buy the "Ming" periodical, although two coins of silver seemed to be a lot, but after all, they were already the status of people, and they could still afford these expenses.

Of course, the most important thing is that many of the topics in the Shengchuan Examination are related to current information, and the "Ming" journal will be a very important reference material, so there has been a wave of rush to buy.

It is precisely because of this that the control of public opinion in the whole country is no longer exclusive to scholars, and Zhu Youzhu is guiding the trend of public opinion in the whole country through "Ming".

The north of the city presents the bustle of all beings, while the south of the city presents the quiet under the waves of power.

The current emperor has been on the throne for more than a year, and although he is still relatively young, the empire at the helm is thriving, and almost no one dares to openly disagree.

Since Taizu and Taizong, the Ming Dynasty has received fewer and fewer lords, but now the first title of the Hongzhi Dynasty has appeared, and it is also an extremely rare civil official who has been knighted for military merits.

Dashi Yongfang, the new Bofu.

As the gate opened, a palanquin came in from the outside and then slowly descended in the front yard.

"Dad, you're finally back!" Wang Shouren followed his father back to the capital, and now he was in a very excited state, and he seemed to be very enthusiastic to welcome him.

Wang Hua has a beautiful beard, and it has been like a dream for nearly a year, and it took less than a year from Hanlin to Xinjian Bo.

Although according to the regulations of the Ming Dynasty: civil officials cannot be crowned princes, but can only be crowned earls, and the premise must be military merits, and no nine secretaries are allowed.

Now that he has been named a new uncle, he has actually cut off his way to live in Jiuqing. It's just that his age and qualifications are here, even if he lets himself survive, it will be difficult to reach that position, and it is better to get this hereditary earl more cost-effective.

Wang Hua knew that he could have such a brilliant performance in the place this time, although he was indeed a very cautious and smart person, but more importantly, he was thanks to his smart and brave son.

As soon as the father and son returned to the desk, Wang Shouren couldn't help but ask curiously: "Dad, what did Your Majesty say when you just summoned you to the palace?" ”

"Tea!" Wang Hua thought of the supreme imperial authority he felt when he met Zhu Youzhu just now, and spit out a word with difficulty.

The housekeeper had just delivered the tea cup to the door, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace when he heard the words.

"Dad, is Your Majesty fishing today?" Wang Shouren's eyes were bright, and he inquired with curiosity.

Wang Hua took the tea cup sent by the housekeeper, but his son said lightly with a blank look: "How can you fish in this ghost weather!" ”

"That's right! What did Your Majesty say to you, and did you have a new position? Wang Shouren glanced at the icy courtyard, and continued to inquire curiously.

Wang Hua took a sip of tea, and then spoke leisurely: "Your Majesty praised your father, and also asked about your father's wishes!" ”

When he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little warmer.

It is said that when today's son is brutal, but he has faced the saint several times, this son of heaven feels like a very considerate emperor, and he is also very respectful to himself, and even has a trace of respect.

When the housekeeper heard about his father's whereabouts, he immediately looked at Wang Hua curiously.

"Dad, tell me quickly, what position did Your Majesty give you after all?" Wang Shouren's brows frowned slightly, and he asked anxiously.

Wang Hua held the teacup in his hand, and said lightly: "Your Majesty knows that your father doesn't want to be the governor of the place again, so he is allowed to stay in Beijing for his father, and he will be the prince of the country next year." ”

The kokuko priest wine?

When the butler heard this position, he couldn't help but gasp.

According to the promotion of normal ministers, Wang Hua may not have had the opportunity to come into contact with this position for more than ten years from Hanlin Xiu, but he has only served in the local area for less than a year, and now he is actually serving as the national prince as a new uncle, which can be described as a great power.

"Dad, you should choose a place to continue to serve as a governor, and no matter how bad it is, you can also become the chief military officer." When Wang Shouren learned that his father was going to stay in Beijing, he couldn't help but be disappointed.

Wang Hua took a sip of tea, looked up at his son and said, "Your Majesty also mentioned you!" ”

"Mention me?" Wang Shouren's eyes lit up slightly, and he pointed to his nose in disbelief.

Wang Hua nodded solemnly, but he knew that his son had entered the emperor's eyes, so he said seriously: "Your Majesty has authorized you to study Jingwei Wuxue and Guozijian, so that you must also study hard and participate in martial arts and literature in the future!" ”

"It's better to give me a military position or a hundred households in brocade clothes!" Wang Shouren found that His Majesty was going to stuff himself into the school, and suddenly muttered with some loss.

Wang Hua put down the teacup in his hand heavily, and said with a straight face: "Your Majesty allowed you to enter the two academies to practice civil and martial arts, which can be described as a great grace to you, you actually said such a bastard, my Wang family does not have such a bastard thing as you!" ”

The housekeeper also felt that the emperor attached great importance to his son, and looked at Wang Shouren with complicated eyes.

"Dad, the child has just lost his word, and he will study diligently, and he will definitely live up to His Majesty's expectations!" Wang Shouren knew that he was speechless, so he hurriedly made a statement.

The Yamen of the Criminal Department, the prison.

With the sound of iron chains, a cell door was opened, and the cell boss said coldly to the prisoners with their hair scattered inside: "Lord Liu, let's go on the road!" ”

Liu Daxia saw that the date had finally come, and his face couldn't help but show a helpless smile.

Originally, he thought that he was in charge of righteousness, and he would not dare to kill himself even today, not to mention that he still had many colleagues who had good relations in the DPRK.

Especially when he learned that the Ming Dynasty had moved troops against Annan, he knew that his opportunity to make a name for himself had come, and he was even ready to denounce the emperor after the defeat of the Ming Dynasty.

Contrary to expectations, the Lê dynasty in Annam was not a piece of iron, but it was for the young emperor to dismantle the Lê regime through military strikes and political divisions.

Liu Daxia knew that he would not escape death, but he still looked at the self-defense left on the wall and said: "Stop the sword soldiers, plant the farmer, this is what Ming Jun did!" The Son of Heaven raised a large number of swords, although he is now victorious against Annan, but the disasters are endless, and the people are suffering at the beginning! ”

"Although I haven't read a book, it's not up to you to decide whether the people are bitter or not! The Ming Dynasty conquered the Li Dynasty, and the people on the southwest border were at peace, and this year, the miscellaneous taxes in the capital were reduced, and the special cotton was sold at a good price, and several of my neighbors were ready to eat meat for the Chinese New Year this year. When the cell boss saw that this person still had accusations, he snorted coldly.

Liu Daxia's face suddenly turned cold, and he immediately reprimanded: "The rat-eyed puppet knows the way to govern the country, but the hateful old man is talented and can't show it!" ”

"People who eat meat every day pretend to worry about the country and the people, but as a result, the people in the southwest are bullied by foreign races, but they pretend to turn a blind eye. If it is really governed by people like you, that is the sorrow of Huaxia. "The head of the prison has already seen this era clearly, and he should go back.

The officials of the Criminal Department came to pick up the people, but they did not have a good impression of this former military department Langzhong, who hid Annan's files, so they put the people in the prisoner car with a straight face.

If it weren't for Liu Daxia's constant hiding of the "Annan Archives", Daming might not need to kill so many soldiers this time, and this hypocrite should actually be executed by Ling Chi.

"It's just a matter of selling fame and reputation, this good official also depends on what he does?"

"I don't know anything else, my cotton harvest this year is good, and I can buy two catties of meat more this year for the New Year!"

"Look at your success, my lady works in the United Weaving Factory, and this year everyone has sent five catties of pork for the New Year!"

"Our Majesty raised troops in order to prevent the people of the southwest border from being bullied, but this old man actually got in the way, and he is clearly a traitor!"

……

The people in the capital saw Liu Daxia who was escorted to the execution ground, although Liu Daxia had a high reputation in Shilin, but the onlookers didn't buy it at all, but wanted to watch the traitor executed with their own eyes.

Syllable!

Liu Daxia originally thought that if he was pushed to the guillotine, a group of people would complain about him, but after hearing the reaction of the people around him, he couldn't help but feel half cold in his heart, more like a loud slap in the face.

Things are completely different from what he thought, he is obviously a rare direct minister of the Ming Dynasty, and he is a virtuous minister who wants to prevent the emperor from raising swords and soldiers and create peace in the world.

At this moment, how much he hoped that the Ming army's war in Annam would be a complete defeat, and those martial artists who were greedy for life and afraid of death were beaten to their knees and begged for mercy by the Li family.

Liu Daxia knew that it didn't matter if these lowly people reacted like this, so he even spoke loudly: "The old man is right, the history books will give the old man justice!" ”

It's just that as soon as the words fell, countless rotten vegetable leaves and semi-dried feces flew towards Liu Daxia.

They really can't influence the history books, and even the history books will still portray Liu Daxia as one of the three gentlemen of the Hongzhi Dynasty, but it does not prevent the disgust for this hypocrite this time.

Burst!

As the executioner raised his machete and slashed it down, a stream of blood splattered high, and Liu Daxia's head rolled down to the slush ground.

(End of chapter)