Chapter 164 The beginning of the fifteenth year of Chenghua
There is no airtight wall in the world. Bohuluo, the envoy of the Northern Lu, came and went in Yulin City several times, and some news was revealed vaguely and vaguely. The news that the imperial court will open a border market in Yulin next year is here.
It gradually spread among some people's doubts.
Most people just heard it and regarded it as an anecdote, but merchants with a keen sense of smell have noticed new business opportunities. The Central Plains is rich in products and the oil and water of foreign trade is quite rich. Who among the powerful businessmen does not want to take a share of the pie?
What's more, side markets are likely to become the norm. This is a rare long-term big deal.
Don't think that compared with Jiangnan, the economy of the northwest border provinces is far behind, so commerce is not developed enough. On the contrary, Shanshan and Shaanxi merchants from the northwest can compete with Huizhou merchants, and even today they are even better than Huizhou merchants.
Later generations were well aware of the prosperity of Yangzhou salt merchants, and even equated Yangzhou salt merchants with Huizhou merchants. However, in this era, Yangzhou salt merchants were mainly people from Shaanxi, and Huizhou merchants had not yet become a big phenomenon in comparison.
However, the rise of merchants from Shanxi and Shaanxi was also due to policy reasons. At this time, the "Open China Law" was still implemented. Only by importing grain to the frontier garrison could they receive the corresponding salt import. With the salt import, they could go to the salt field to produce salt. Under this policy
, Shaanxi people who are close to the border, of course, the first to get the moon is the one closest to the water.
Without further ado, time flies into the last month of the year, and every household begins to prepare for the New Year. However, many outsiders come in to Yulin City to inquire about various news.
In the past, this group of people might have been treated as spies. But each of these people had their own connections and guarantors, and what they were probing was not military secrets. So the defenders turned a blind eye.
Even if they close one eye, educated people will still mutter a few words, "Businessmen value profit over farewell."
As one of the decision-making cores of the Governor's Office, Fang Yingwu, a scholar secretly known as the "Second Governor", was also harassed. All kinds of invitations with money and sex were rejected for half a month.
However, he lived in seclusion. He never agreed to any entertainment or received any benefits. This made the merchants sigh in vain. Those who do business, especially those who do big business, do not like to meet a moral gentleman with a pure heart and few desires.
It is also difficult for them to imagine that Mr. Fang would not touch the big fat meat cooked by his own hands. This is too mystical. This is not the era of Taizu who peeled off the skin and made grass! Besides, Mr. Fang is not an official.
, let alone corruption and perversion of the law.
Time has passed and the lively New Year's Day has passed. Now it has officially entered Chenghua's fifteenth year. However, the number of foreign merchants in Yulin City continues unabated. They know that the most precise news is probably about to come out.
Fang Xiucai, who was being talked about by everyone, was writing seriously in the room, very focused and focused. Suddenly there was a "crash" sound from outside, causing Fang Yingwu's eyebrows to twitch, and the brush under his hand also drew an ethereal line.
of arc.
Miss Sun's beautiful head flashed out from the middle of the curtain, her little face made a very embarrassed expression, she stuck out her tongue and said: "I was not careful when washing the dishes."
Fang Yingwu pressed his forehead. Is this the third or fourth time?
Sun Xiaoniang's father, Sun Jing, was sent away by Fang Yingwu to work in other places before the Chinese New Year. Sun Lin secretly interpreted this as "moving the tiger away from the mountain".
Before Father Sun left, Fang Yingwu said casually that there was no one around to help him. He asked Madam Sun, who was idle, to help clean up the house.
Father Sun did not refuse this request. As for whether his innocence would be insulted if he sent his beautiful daughter to the young lord, Father Sun was not worried. First of all, in his eyes, Fang Xiucai's character was not so bad.
, unlike someone who can bully someone with a bow.
Secondly, with his daughter's fists and kicks, how could he possibly be used by Fang Yingwu, a scholar who in his eyes had no strength to restrain a chicken, to use force to fight against things?
Finally, if you really lose your innocence, it is God's will, so it will be accomplished. You will be unable to make a choice all day long and don't know what to do.
Father Sun left and Miss Sun came, but Fang Yingwu never expected that Miss Sun was not the type to do housework at all.
In her hands, there was little difference between the swept floor and the unswept floor, the number of broken bowls was about the same as the washed bowls, and the wiped tables and chairs were all works of art with traces of traces.
But Fang Yingwu endured it. The beauty was at least pleasing to the eye, and it was better than a grown man hanging around. Moreover, Miss Sun's words and deeds were more cheerful and cheerful, not as coquettish as most women in this time and space, more like
The women of that era in his previous life gave Fang Daxiucai a sense of paradoxical familiarity from time to time.
"You are truly destined to be a young lady from a rich family!" Fang Yingwu said with a thumbs up, and Miss Sun finally retracted her head from the door curtain in shame.
After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the atmosphere of the New Year gradually faded. Another flying cavalry broke into Yulin City to report the news that the imperial envoys were about to arrive in Yulin City.
In fact, it is not necessary to go out of Yulin to go to Mantulu. It is closer to go out of Piantouguan in Shanxi Town. But the two hosts are not disturbed. The envoys also serve as angels to announce rewards and announce certain matters, so it is still
I want to come to Yulin.
For a time, all the officials in Yulin City were beaming with joy. Needless to say, Governor Yang was promoted to one rank, becoming one of the top ranking governors among the more than 20 governors in the world. Although the others did not receive as many benefits as Governor Yang, each of them
It's a very happy event that I got a one-level salary increase for nothing.
This time there was only one envoy, Fang Qingzhi, and no deputy envoy. In addition, there were fifty escort officers and soldiers, as well as some subordinates assigned by the Pingren Division and some of their own servants.
When they arrived at Yulin City, Fang Qing stayed at the mansion, which made Fang Yingwu feel more at ease. If the mansion was under the control of Governor Biaoying, of course there would be no problems.
This is because Fang Yingwu is paranoid. His father is on a mission to a foreign country on behalf of the emperor, and his status is different. If anything goes wrong in Yulin, whether it is Commander Peng's fault or not, the Yulin Guards will not be able to escape responsibility.
No one will do stupid things that are thankless.
Governor Yang was very considerate and did not arrange a banquet to welcome the imperial envoys on the day they arrived. Instead, he asked Fang Yingwu to visit him at the mansion, giving him an opportunity for father and son to meet.
To be honest, the father and son are very unfamiliar with each other. Needless to say, Fang Yingwu, people who have traveled through time and space will certainly not be too familiar with this physical father. What’s more, he has not been around his father for a long time, and has not seen him at all.
We met several times, and when we met, we talked in a hurry under a depressing atmosphere.
As for Fang Qingzhi's feeling, it was still strange. What his son did really made him, an incredible father, feel a huge sense of strangeness. Is this still the son in his impression?
Although he said that his main focus has been on struggle in the past few years and he has not paid attention to his son all the time, but he has an idea of what his son will be like when he is three years old. But he never expected that his son would be like this.
If he can control the wind and rain, could it be that male top men also have eighteen changes?
Fang Yingwu saw the gift and stood next to his father. After the greeting, he didn't know what to say for a moment. You can talk casually to others, but you have to be more cautious in front of your father. Do you need to say "Happy wedding, be careful about your health" out of concern?
Fang Qingzhi is also a gentleman of few words. He follows the principle of a gentleman who speaks carefully and is not good at breaking the silence.
After much deliberation, Fang Yingwu found something to talk about and decided to take the initiative. He coughed and pointed his eyes at the servant standing behind his father. What he meant was: We father and son want to have a heart-to-heart talk, and you, an outsider, should go out first.
If his father had Fang Yingshi by his side, Fang Yingwu would not be so open-minded, but the person in front of him was a stranger to Fang Yingwu, so he had no sense of trust.
But the servant stood there motionless, which made Fang Yingwu extremely dissatisfied. He was sure that the servant had received his wink and refused to leave on purpose.
Fang Yingwu would not be polite to such a blind person. He pointed at the servant and shouted softly: "Get out of here!" But the man remained motionless and turned a deaf ear.
Fang Qingzhi looked back and introduced him: "You don't know me. This is Wang Tong, the manager of the family. He came from the Wang family with your stepmother."
Fang Yingwu said dissatisfied: "Back then, I left my brother Fang Yingshi in the capital to accompany my father. Why is this man named Wang here today?"
At this time, Wang Tong said calmly: "Fang Yingshi stayed in the capital to look after the family and the hospital. It doesn't mean he has been wronged."
How can being a caretaker and a caregiver be compared with being a caretaker of a master? Fang Yingwu was not a fool. At the same time, he felt inexplicable hostility from Wang Tong's tone. He reprimanded: "I am talking to my father, since when have I ever been a slave like you?
Get out yet!"
Wang Tong bowed slightly and said: "It is up to the master to decide whether the young one will stay or not. The master and his wife make the decision. The young master's words do not count."
The old man he said was Wang Shu, and his wife was Wang Liu. Fang Yingwu could tell. This bitch must have considered himself a loyal servant, so he deliberately tried every means to exclude himself, the son of Mr. Fang Qingzhi's ex-wife. Probably before he
In his eyes, only a son born from the Wang family is worthy of being a legitimate direct descendant.
Moreover, compared with the Fang family, which has a poor family, the Wang family, which comes from the Sanyuan family in Shaanxi, is definitely rich. The slaves from the Wang family will certainly be arrogant when they come to the Fang family.
As expected of a loyal slave from a wealthy family, Fang Yingwu sneered a few times. The ladies married to his father were not arrogant and domineering people, but this slave was quite arrogant. He was about to have a fit, but his father came out first and faced him.
Wang Tong said: "Go and wait outside."
Wang Tong reluctantly walked out slowly, not wanting to leave, which made Fang Yingwu look even more miserable.
Should we go back and find some sergeants to deal with Wang Tong and let him know how powerful he is? Fang Yingwu thought.
At this moment, someone suddenly reported: "Master Wang Chengyi of the Miyuan family has arrived!"
Wang Tong was overjoyed and Fang Qingzhi said: "Master Wang Chengyi is the eldest son of the head of the Miyuan royal family and the nephew of Mr. Wang. Please go out and greet him now."
Fang Yingwu sneered a few times and looked at Wang Tong as if he were a dead man. (To be continued...)
