In this trend caused by paint, Lin Pingchang and the nobles chose to escape unscathed.

No matter what kind of hatred it was, as Zhu Shiwen poured the basin of paint on Yang Bo, the anger in his chest also dissipated. The most important thing was that Lin Pingchang was also preparing to leave the capital.

Under the strong persuasion of many officials, the emperor did not insist on Nan Fengchengtian in the end.

First, his body no longer allowed such a long journey; second, the officials led by Xu Jie tried their best to dissuade him; third, Hai Rui's public security was still in his ears. Especially the last factor, if he insisted on this again

The act of losing money and losing money may lead to another second Hai Rui, who is not afraid of death, jumped out and scolded him.

Perhaps this is a kind of sorrow for the emperor! No matter how much the emperor misses his hometown, it is difficult to leave the moment he stepped into the Forbidden City.

It has been forty-five years since Jiajing ascended the throne, and it was only eighteen years before Jiajing could return to Anlu by burying his mother. This time, he was probably a long time to give up.

But what is unexpected is that this errand of giving "Xingdu Dazhi" and seeking medicine fell on Lin Pingchang's head.

After returning to the capital, Lin was idle at home, but now he was personally appointed by the emperor to Chengtian Prefecture to send back historical books and seek medicine.

Many people in the capital think this is a kind of "protection" by the emperor to Yang Bo, but the deeper reason is probably because Jiajing has always believed that Lin Pingchang was a girl who could bring him blessings.

That's right, after a few months of unemployment, Lin usually received a good job.

In the pavilion of the Lin Mansion and the back garden, the spring atmosphere is getting stronger at this time.

After Lin Pingchang was entrusted by the emperor with important tasks, Xu Jiao, Zhu Jinhua and others knew that Lin Pingchang quickly left the capital again, but followed her all day long.

After Zhu Shitai became famous in the paint incident, he was like a young man’s success. He walked with great power and his voice was several times higher.

Zhu Shiwen is much more restrained. Even though some people already know that he is the "strong man" who splashes Yang Bo's paint, he still maintains his usual humble style.

It was already mid-February, and the weather seemed a bit stuffy at noon.

Zhu Shitai came to the pavilion under Chunri, found the teapot and teacup, and drank it while pouring it. At the same time, he said to Xu Jiao: "Xu Jiao, what you told me has been done for you!"

"Thank you!" Xu Jiao's eyes lit up slightly, and she said with beautiful tiger teeth.

Zhu Shitai poured a cup of tea into the white porcelain cup and said to Lin Pingchang, who was playing Gozi chess with Zhu Jinhua: "Often, you are about to leave Beijing. How do you deal with the paint we stocked up before?"

"My brother said to me casually: You can stock up on some paint. Otherwise, keep the paint, right?" Lin Pingchang's eyes kept staring at the chessboard, and after thinking, he made a spell to block Zhu Jinhua's stolen.

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Zhu Jinhua liked the Goji that Lin Pingchang taught her very much, so she happily laid another piece. Since she met Lin Pingchang, she realized that the world was so exciting, and it was much more interesting day than she had before.

Zhu Shitai took another sip of tea, but frowned slightly and said, "This thing is actually quite expensive, and I don't know if it can be released for a long time!"

To be honest, although they are not short of money, they are young people who take pocket money, but they are really not cheap things like paint. If they are broken after a long time, it is undoubtedly a big deal.

Waste.

It was as he spoke that a servant hurried over toward this place.

"What's the matter? Don't be flirting all day long, so that others think that my Duke Cheng's Mansion is going to hold a funeral!" Zhu Shitai immediately scolded him dissatisfied when he saw that he was his servant.

The servant faced the accusation, but laughed and explained: "Young master, remember! The paint shopkeeper from Li Ji just came to our mansion and said that the paint on the market is now in short supply and is willing to buy it back at four times the price.

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Quadruple?

When he heard this, not only Zhu Shitai and others were stunned, but Lin Pingchang, who was concentrating on playing Goji, also cast a surprised look.

They only spent a few thousand taels of paint to stock up. If the paint shopkeeper was willing to buy it back at four times the price, they would be able to earn tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Zhu Shitai came back to his senses and proved seriously: "Is this true?"

"It's true! Now the officials of all officials are begging for paint everywhere, especially red paint is the most intimate. It is said that it is five times or ten times, and some people have even asked us for the Duke of Chenggong's Mansion!" The servant swallowed.

Spitting, saying seriously.

The paint splashing door has a butterfly effect. Because of this revenge, it is not without losing its gentleness, which makes many rich children flock to it.

Correspondingly, many wealthy families are thrown into paint, or are preventing problems before they happen, hoping to prepare paint in advance to prevent unprepared needs.

Especially those officials are even more unwilling to bear the charge of usurpation. Even if they spend a lot of money, they cannot be thrown away by making trouble with the "yellow gate".

Zhu Shitai thought about the money he wanted to earn this time, and couldn't help but swallow and spit secretly. He turned his head in disbelief and looked at Lin Pingchang and said, "You... can your brother predict this?"

If pouring paint is a manifestation of intelligence, then Lin Weiran can predict the rise in paint prices and make money by stocking up paint in advance.

Xu Jiao and others also looked at Lin Pingchang, envious of Lin Pingchang's brother who had such a legendary one.

"My brother must have expected it in advance!" Lin Pingchang frowned slightly, but wasn't he very sure.

Xu Jiao and Lin are like sisters, but they directly supported Lin Xianran and said, "If her brother hadn't expected the paint to soar, then he wouldn't have let us stock up on it. Do you really think it was picked up in three steps?

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When Zhu Shiwen and others heard this, they nodded softly. There was indeed and only this explanation.

Zhu Shitai actually knew that he had such extra questions and said sincerely to Lin Pingchang: "After this time, I am so impressed by your brother!" After a pause, he added: "Haha...

Many people outside said that your brother was overestimating his ability to defeat the Licorice Pavilion. I thought so before, but now I think... our Licorice Pavilion is about to fall!"

When Zhu Shiwen and others heard this judgment, they nodded very seriously, and they were already in their minds.

It seems that such a wise person, a person who is simply capable of predicting the future, really wants to bring down the inaction prime minister.

"My brother drew me a red money: Let's just share the money if I ignore political affairs!" Lin Pingchang threw the chess piece in his hand, but said with a sweet smile.

When Zhu Shitai and others heard about the money, they immediately became furious. They never expected that this time they not only used paint to vent their resentment, but also earned tens of thousands of taels of silver through the paint storm.

Although Lin usually gets money, she insists that everyone is going to make money, which makes Xu Jiao and Zhu Jinhua, who don’t have much private money, become rich.

When everyone was happily sharing the money, Lin looked towards the direction of the Ministry of Revenue.

Although she always knew that her brother was fighting with Xu Jie and wanted to help her brother do more things and help her brother defeat the bad guy Xu Jie, she also knew that there were some things she could not get involved in.
Chapter completed!