Kong Fang wanted to bow to the little emperor, after all, although he was young, his thighs were the thickest in the entire Daxing Dynasty, and there was no one.

But reason told him that it was the most ruthless imperial family.

If you want to live a few more years, it's better not to bow down.

So he said cautiously: Your Majesty, there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, and the ancestral system cannot be violated, can we not worship?

As for "Journey to the West", you don't have to have a psychological burden, after all, it's just a book, not enough to worry about, I'll give you as much as you want.

The little emperor scratched his head.

Kong Fang is reasonable, he is the emperor, he is a courtier, the two have different identities, it is impossible for them to worship, and worshipping is something that ordinary people can do.

He is in the royal family, and if he has an extra brother out of thin air, even if the queen mother agrees, the queen mother will not agree.

Otherwise, I'll give you a reward.

Kong Fang's eyes lit up, this can be there. But what to reward? If it is a bounty and silver, Qinghe County is far away from the capital, and it is inconvenient to carry!

The little emperor's little eyes turned, and I will inscribe you a word.

He said just do it, and let the little fat eunuch prepare his pen and ink. Kong Fangzheng was curious about the words of the little emperor, and then thought about how much silver the little emperor's words could be worth on the market.

If he can travel back to his previous life with the emperor's ink treasure, a pair of words will definitely be able to exchange for several houses.

He craned his neck and waited for the little emperor to put pen to paper.

The little fat eunuch prepared the brush and rice paper, sharpened the ink, and then stepped aside. The little emperor rolled up his sleeves and wrote down the words "the first salt in the world".

The font is strong and powerful, and there is a faint bit of Wang Ba's atmosphere.

Kong Fang was amazed by the little emperor's calligraphy attainments.

Although he is an emperor, he is still a child after all.

Don't say that the education of the Daxing Dynasty is backward, that is, the previous life of education popularization, children of his age, point, horizontal, apostrophe, pinch, vertical, bend, hook can be understood, and the composition of the word can make people know that it is a word, it is good.

As for calligraphy?

It does not seem to be within the goal of compulsory education.

And the little emperor's calligraphy can directly kill 90% of the calligraphers in the previous life.

Of course, the value of these five words is not only worth the current artistic value, in fact, its artistic value is not worth mentioning compared to its practical value, because it gives fine salt a name, and it is also the best advertisement.

Although it doesn't necessarily need advertising.

But fame is extremely important.

Let's ask the first in the world, who dares to compete?

His fine salt was henceforth branded with a royal seal, and if anyone wanted to get their hands on it, he had to weigh his own portion first. Kong Fang had an idea, Your Majesty, why don't we do business together?

Trade?

What the heck?

The little emperor looked confused.

Kong Fang patted his head, that is, to do business and trade, and we will do fine salt trading together. You don't have to pay the capital, you just need to give me an identity, the identity of an imperial businessman.

Do you know that almost all the salt on the market is official salt, and if ordinary people want to buy and sell salt, they must have salt from the government. And the salt of the Daxing Dynasty has been monopolized by several salt merchants.

The fine salt I make now is sold through other salt merchants, and I make hard-earned money.

If I were an imperial merchant, I would be able to sell the fine salt I produced directly, and I could also buy salt wells and get coarse salt directly, which would save a lot of money.

Of course, you won't give me my status as an imperial businessman in vain, and I will give you a bonus of 10%.

The little emperor lowered his head and thought for a while, this is a good idea, but you are an official of the imperial court, and you cannot do business according to the ancestral system.

Kong Fang hurriedly said: This is easy to do.

My sister-in-law Fang Shiyi knows how to do business, and she can act as an agent for everything.

The little emperor nodded, very kind.

Your cement ......?

Kong Fang felt a pain in his flesh, thinking that although this emperor is young, his heart is not small!

The emperor can rest assured that every year I will pay tribute to cement.

Pull the hook!

The little emperor stretched out his finger, Kong Fang happily cooperated, and hung himself on the hook for a hundred without changing.

The little fat eunuch on the side was dumbfounded. He was born in a declining merchant and had some understanding of doing business, but it was the first time that the emperor had done so.

But the deal was done.

The emperor didn't spend a penny, just with a word, he made a fine salt deal. As a former merchant child, he naturally understands the value of fine salt. The emperor stayed at home, and wealth rolled in

Sure enough, power is wealth.

Kong Fang is also a happy dog, which was originally a boring banquet, but suddenly underwent a fundamental change, for him, it was simply a completion of a significant business breakthrough.

Anyway, everyone is happy.

The time was almost up, and the little emperor sent the little fat eunuch to take him out of the palace. The queen sent the palace maid to send a reward, a golden hairpin, and a piece of warm jade. Royal craftsmanship, unparalleled in the world, each one is a treasure.

Kong Fang decisively thanked him.

The palace maid passed the queen's words, and the queen liked poetry, so she asked if she could write a poem as a gift?

Kong Fang was suddenly embarrassed.

Poetry, he searched, and he could always find a suitable one, but his words ......

The palace maid said that if he was embarrassed, it would be done.

Just?

Kong Fang seemed to hear the royal widow's helpless sigh and saw her lonely figure. So he explained that it wasn't that he didn't want to leave poems for the queen, but that his words were too ugly.

Unexpectedly, the palace maid said that if Master Kong minds his calligraphy, he can ask the emperor to copy it on his behalf.

What?

Queen, how does she know that her calligraphy is her own flaw?

Seeing his surprised look, the palace maid covered her mouth and snickered, and kindly told him that Miss Su Yingsu, the granddaughter of Prime Minister Su, was the queen's New Year's friend, and she could enter and leave the palace freely.

Kong Fang suddenly realized.

The old face turned red instantly, and there was a sense of compulsion that someone had stripped off his privacy.

Having said this, Kong Fang didn't dare to refuse anymore. Mo said that she was the queen, he couldn't afford to offend, so he couldn't refuse anymore with her sunken appearance.

The north wind blows the snow at the beginning of the fourth watch,

Jia Rui Tianjiao and the year of division.

Half a lamp Tu Su has not yet lifted,

In front of the lamp, the grass writes peach symbols.

He plagiarized Lu You's "Except the Night Snow" and named it "Rui Xue".

After the little emperor finished transcribing, the handwriting was not dry. He frowned, "Kong Qing's family, I have heard that there are seven steps to become a poem, but I always thought that the ancients made up stories and fooled people, but I didn't expect you to be such a genius!" ”

Kong Fang rubbed his face, very weak.

"The emperor praised falsely. In fact, it's just a personal hobby, and I usually like to study, and over time, there is a little accumulation in my brain, and I will naturally come at my fingertips when I need it. ”

Thick accumulation, water comes naturally.

The little emperor nodded frequently.

The poem was written, and the palace maid was sent back to Fengyi Palace, and Kong Yi said goodbye to the little emperor and left the palace.

Back in Su Mansion, Su Fufeng and Tang Bofu were still waiting for him, and unexpectedly Su Ying was also there. Seeing Su Ying, he complained a lot, it was a fact that he wrote ugly, and it would be fine if she told others.

But that person is the queen of the dynasty, the first beauty in the world, how embarrassing he is.

Su Ying looked innocent, how to enter the palace for a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and came back as if she owed him silver. If it weren't for her grandfather, she would have to ask.

"Sir, Lord Tang, I've kept you waiting."

No defense, no defense, we just drink tea and eat.

Su Fufeng waved his hand.

Tang Bolong's eyes lit up when he looked at him, "Brother Kong is too worried." In fact, it is my honor to accompany Master Su to drink tea; It is also my honor to wait for Brother Kong to return home. ”