Personal skills?

It’s not just cement.

Do you really think that your third uncle stays in Shenjiaji, never leaves the house and doesn’t know anything?

Shen Zhongru stood up and sneered.

"I heard that your weaving workshop is doing well?"

"Boy, the water in this area is very deep!"

"Haha, farewell!"

The old guy walked away angrily.

Shen Lin didn't take it seriously either.

Do you really think that I am a soft persimmon?

Main vein? Is it amazing?

I was not greedy enough and accidentally chipped my front tooth.

A few days passed.

Shen Zhonghe went to nearby Xinle and Quyang counties for shopping and came back.

The news is mixed.

After all, Anding is the commercial center of the seven or eight surrounding counties.

Cotton prices here fluctuate.

Some clever businessmen in those places have already begun to stock up.

Fortunately, the third uncle arrived in time and brought a lot of money with him.

The old price is three cents per pound.

After a lot of effort, I finally bought 3,000 dans of seed cotton.

It was enough to keep Liu Chuer's weaving workshop busy for a long time.

At the same time, he also brought back news from Shenjiaji.

Shen Zhongxiao wants to see Shen Lin.

Wouldn’t even the uncle be alarmed?

Didn't it mean that this old man never cared about secular affairs?

It’s not okay not to go.

Shen Lin was confused and took Liang Zizhong with him and several bodyguards.

We arrived at the Zhumai Compound in the afternoon.

The Shen family mansion covers an area of ​​more than ten acres.

There is a majestic archway and tall stone pillars in front.

There is no shortage of royal inscriptions, plaques, etc.

The scholarly family background is quite spectacular.

As soon as Shen Lin arrived, he was taken to the spacious study room by Shen Sisi.

Shen Zhongxiao is quite kind, without the old-fashioned appearance of the past.

"Isn't this your first time entering my study?"

"It doesn't matter, you are allowed to read it for three days!"

"In three days, I will go south to Fengqiu!"

The smell of ink fills the room when any scholar walks in.

You will definitely be filled with adoration and joy.

Countless classics have been passed down for hundreds of years, and the books have their own golden house and Yan Ruyu.

Shen Lin had been to large libraries countless times before.

She has long been used to it and is not surprised.

In comparison, Shen Zhongxiao is here.

At most, it's just a middle school library.

"What? Uncle, are you going to Fengqiu? Capital City?"

"Are you resurrected?"

Shen Zhongxiao laughed and said: "How can it be that simple? The emperor is seriously ill and I'm afraid his time is running out."

"This time I specially issued an order to summon me back."

"Most likely, we need to discuss the important matter of Si Zi's new emperor."

"I have to go, sir!"

Shen Lin somewhat understands the current situation.

In recent years, the old emperor had been concentrating on making elixirs and ignoring government affairs.

The eunuch party is very powerful, and the fight to seize the direct descendants will probably be bloody.

The old man was kind to him, Shen Lin pondered for a moment and said.

"Uncle, nephew, I think you should check the direction of the wind before talking."

"You are recovering from illness. If you don't obey the imperial edict, others will not find fault with you."

"The water in Beijing is too muddy!"

"You, why do you have to get involved?"

Shen Zhonghe's face was straight and his eyes were like lightning.

"Boy, what are you talking about?"

"Everyone is as cunning as you and refuses to take responsibility."

"Is there any way to save this great Zhou?"

"Last time you said that if the Holy King succeeded to the throne, there would be much to be done for the declining country!"

"If I don't leave the mountain, who can the Holy Lord rely on to help me?"

"If I don't rise to the challenge, who will eliminate the eunuchs?"

"If we don't work hard, how can we repay the Haiqinghe Banquet? Let the world be bright and clear?"

Shen Lin couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He truly admired Shen Zhongxiao.

At this time, the old man was exuding a kind of light.

When people look at it, they feel ashamed and yearn for the light of a great man.

Although there are thousands of people, I will go.

But Shen Lin is a different kind.

He will not be infected.

He needs to make money and support his family.

You need to constantly strengthen yourself.

Let the people who follow you live a better life, be more stable and happy.

What kind of court fight?

What great cause?

Does it have anything to do with me being a small village leader?

"Then? Uncle, would you like to call your nephew? What are your orders?"

Shen Zhongxiao took a breath, and the redness on his face slowly faded.

As I get older, I can’t bear to be too excited.

"Anding County is too small, like a pond."

"Shen Lin, you are a man of great wisdom. Why are you splashing around in this pond?"

"Let's go with uncle to Fengqiu and see the world."

Shen Lin waved his hand repeatedly, "The devil will follow you."

You are tall and broad-shouldered, and can withstand both open and covert attacks.
To be continued...