0033 [Bingwu Chaos, Pig Riding a Horse]

Zheng Hong glanced at the horse's buttocks, which was completely indifferent, and reminded with a smile: "You horse, you can't be led to the city, the official has caught it and wants to eat the board." ”

"If you pick it up, keep it at home and ride it." Zhu Ming said.

As far as everyone's attitude towards the stolen official horses is concerned, they know that the Song Dynasty is rotten and they don't take the government seriously.

Last year, Cai Jing was reinstated, and there was only one task: to make money for Song Huizong!

Wait until the flower stone gang is prosperous, then it is called lively.

The servant carried the chair, like a horse with a long backrest, before pulling the chair away, and Zheng Hong sat down.

This little fat man is extremely lazy, he can't stand if he can, and he doesn't sit if he can lie down.

Zhu Ming continued to chop the straw and asked casually, "Li Erlang and Bai Sanlang, why didn't the two of them come to play?" ”

Zheng Hong took out a packet of preserved fruits, stuffed them into his mouth and said, "The two of them are pretending to be and are still practicing Shiwen." They all went to the countryside, and they didn't play seriously. Bai Saburo doesn't care, he has to prepare for the exam seriously, how can he Li Erlang fail the exam? ”

"Indeed." Zhu Ming smiled and agreed.

As the son of the state judge, as long as it is not a straw bag, Zhongju is like picking up things.

Officials who are more than 2,000 miles away from home may be examined by relatives at their place of office. The invigilation of the examination is carried out by the transfer department, which is called the "first test", and the acceptance rate is as high as 30%, and it does not occupy the local lifting quota.

Up to now, distance has been ignored, and as long as you are an official in a different place, you can enjoy it. Moreover, fraud is rampant, and the higher the rank of the official, the easier it is for relatives to be promoted.

At this level, their brothers and nephews are all lifted!

Li Hanzhang, who lives in Chuzhou (Huai'an), what did he do with his father in Yangzhou? Of course, it's convenient for exams.

Zheng Hong said to his servant: "You go and help cut the grass and let Zhu Dalang rest." ”

The servant hurriedly walked to Zhu Ming's side and said with a smile: "Zhu Xiucai, let me do such rough work." ”

Zhu Ming was happy, handed over the firewood knife, and went back to the house to bring a bench to sit down.

Zheng Hong got up and dragged the chair, got closer to Zhu Ming, and asked in a low voice, "You sold a good pen to Bai Sanlang?" ”

"Sold." Zhu Ming replied.

Zheng Hong asked, "Is there anything else, I'll buy one too." ”

Zhu Ming thought for a while and said, "Yes." ”

"How many are left?" Zheng Hong asked again.

"Not much." Zhu Ming replied ambiguously.

Zheng Hong said with a smile: "I bought it all, the price is easy to say, it must be higher than Bai Saburo's bid." ”

Zhu Ming didn't think it was a lot of money, so he replied: "Only sell one, buy all without talking." ”

The smile on Zheng Hong's face froze instantly, and he looked at Zhu Ming carefully before resuming his smile and saying, "If you have money, you won't make money?" ”

Zhu Ming asked rhetorically: "Why did Zheng Xiaoguan buy a lot of money?" ”

"Gift-giving." Zheng Hong did not hide it.

"Just give a gift." Zhu Ming said.

"Hahahaha!"

Zheng Hong put the preserved fruit back in his pocket, clapped his hands and smiled: "Zhu Dalang, you are more interesting than I imagined." My family is a businessman, things are vaguely expensive, if there are good things on the market, of course you have to buy out. First, you can increase the price of Juqi, and secondly, you can give gifts as a unique product. ”

Zhu Ming clenched his fists and said: "I have been taught." ”

took out a silk scarf to wipe the sugar stains in his hands, Zheng Hong continued: "It's okay to buy just one, let's make a price." ”

Zhu Ming's lion opened his mouth widely: "Three hundred." ”

Zheng Hong couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Although I can't read, I'm not a fool." You sold it to Bai Saburo for sixty times, but you sold it to me for three hundred, which is really a bit too much. ”

Zhu Ming explained: "In Yangzhou, this thing is only in my hands, and if you sell one, you will have one less, and the more you sell it in the future, the more expensive it will be." ”

Zheng Hong ignored this set of rhetoric: "Eighty runs, I won't buy any more." If you are willing to sell, I will recognize you as a friend. ”

Zhu Ming suddenly smiled: "The face of a petty official, a thousand yuan is also worth it, and this deal is decided." There is only one requirement, and the petty officials are also asked to abide by it. ”

"Speak." Zheng Hong said.

Zhu Ming said: "Don't be public, don't let the third person know." ”

"I'm strict, I promise not to say it," Zheng Hong took out a few silver coins, "I went out in a hurry this time, and I didn't bring a few, so I'll give you the money first." ”

"Well said." Zhu Ming took the coin and found that it was not iron money, so he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

The Song Dynasty also had gold and silver coins, especially in the Huizong Dynasty, because of the shortage of copper materials and the invalidity of paper money, a large number of gold and silver coins were minted to fill the vacancy.

As for the price of silver, one tael of silver has risen to more than 2,000 yuan, which is caused by Cai Jing's indiscriminate distribution of bad money.

"Short hundred" is also becoming more and more common, and even iron money can be "short hundred", which is outrageous. (Note: Short Bai, also known as provincial Bai, is less than 100 yuan, but can do 100 yuan transactions.) That is, the purchase value of good money has exceeded its own value, and the government has recognized this situation in the collection of taxes. )

Zhu Guoxiang, who has been tutoring his children in school, has taken the brush and handed it directly to Zheng Hong's hand at some point.

Zheng Hong was surprised: "I only paid the fixed money, and you are willing to give the goods, so you are not afraid that I will not admit the account?" ”

Zhu Guoxiang smiled and said: "The credibility of the Zheng family is much more valuable than a brush. ”

The father and son don't have to worry about food now, money is secondary, and they just want to catch the line of the Zheng family.

"It's really cool," Zheng Hong got up and clenched his fists, "If there are any difficulties in the future, go to Yangzhou and report my name." The balance of the pen, when I go home, I will send someone to send it immediately. By the way, I can't remember what this money says, can I write it on paper, and I can brag about it when I give a gift. ”

"Yes!"

Zhu Guoxiang asked for pen and ink from Bai Qi and wrote down the sales words of the lake pen.

Zheng Hong blew the ink, and when the ink was almost dry, he folded it and put it in his arms.

After finishing his business, this guy took out the preserved fruit again, and asked with a paper bag: "Do you want to eat it?" ”

Zhu Guoxiang was embarrassed to take it, but Zhu Ming was not polite and grabbed a handful, he thought he needed to supplement the sugar.

A piece of preserved fruit was stuffed into his mouth, and Zheng Hong hurriedly asked, "Have you really been overseas?" ”

"My father has been to sea." Zhu Ming said.

Zheng Hong was full of interest: "Tell me quickly, I haven't seen the sea yet." ”

One is born, and the second is ripe.

made up the story, Zhu Ming was already quite experienced, and he was messing around and talking nonsense, and the little fat man was stunned.

Of course, not all of them are believed, Zheng Hong listens more to stories.

Zheng Hong is tired of playing with the novelties in Yangzhou, he is lazy and doesn't like to travel far, and he always likes to ask people about the strange world.

While talking, Zhu Ming suddenly returned to the house and grabbed a handful of corn seeds: "Please look at this." ”

"It's ...... Grain? Zheng Hong guessed.

Zhu Ming began to magnify his moves: "This thing is called corn." My father encountered a hurricane at sea, and even people and goods sank to the bottom of the sea, and my Zhu family was ruined. During that shipwreck, my father held on to the mast and drifted to an island. There was a white-haired old man on the island, who claimed to have lived to be 800 years old, and gave his father this corn seed. ”

"Met an immortal?" Zheng Hong subconsciously didn't believe it, and felt that Zhu Ming was bragging.

Zhu Ming said seriously: "The old man said that he is not an immortal, but just a cultivator." not only gave corn seeds to his father, but also said twelve words: Bingwu chaos, pigs riding horses; Northwest out, safe world! ”

Zheng Hong instantly sat up straight, staring at Zhu Ming with his two eyes.

Zhu Guoxiang, who was not far away, turned around instantly when he heard the words, and looked at his son speechlessly.

It's not a strange thing, and people who read it know it to some extent.

Da Chuxing, Chen Shengwang.

The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious.

Zheng Hong suddenly retracted the chair again, chewing the preserved fruit, with a stupid look: "What do you mean?" I don't understand. ”

"I don't understand," said Zhu Ming, "since the old man mentioned the northwest, my father returned to the land, so he took me to the northwest, intending to find a place to settle down and plant this corn seed." ”

Zheng Hong smiled and said, "If you don't understand, let's talk about the Monkey King." ”

"Okay, let's talk about the Monkey King." Zhu Ming also laughed, and his smile was extraordinarily bright.

The two seemed to have forgotten the proverb, Zhu Ming spoke wonderfully, and Zheng Hong listened attentively.

It was not until Mrs. Yan and Shen Yourong went home that Zheng Hong got up to say goodbye and made an appointment to continue listening to the story tomorrow.

After the little fat man left, Zhu Guoxiang pulled his son to the thatched house: "What are you anxious about?" Stand your ground first! ”

Zhu Ming smiled: "Dean Zhu, aren't you worried about the degradation of corn and worried that you won't be able to explain it to the villagers?" I've got you covered. You say that second-generation seeds have a certain chance of degradation. This can be pushed to the immortals, that is, the corn is given by the immortals, and it is stained with immortal energy, so the harvest is good. The second-generation seeds, the immortal qi has dispersed a little, so the harvest is high and low. Three generations of seeds, the immortal qi disperses more, and so on. ”

"This statement is really convenient," Zhu Guoxiang accepted it happily, and then straightened his face again, "Don't change the topic, I'm asking you about your prophecy." ”

Zhu Ming said: "If you make it up casually, you will use it if you want to fight for the world in the future, and if you don't fight for the world, you will say nothing." It's like playing Go, throwing a chess piece from afar. Moreover, I deliberately said 'peace in the world', not that I want to 'win the world'. An Tianxia has many understandings, and supports the Song family as a loyal minister, which is also considered to be An Tianxia. ”

Zhu Guoxiang was silent, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Next time we talk and do things, let's discuss it first and then come." ”

"Yes." Zhu Ming agrees with this suggestion.

As for that proverb, no one believed it at this time, and I couldn't figure out what it meant.

When the imperial court changes to Jingkang, everyone will be able to react.