With Tang Jing following him, Wang Jinghong was not so worried.
In the important place of the capital, An Youxiao dares to cause trouble?
He was listening to the teachings of the divine messenger.
A young eunuch walked in outside the door and whispered twice in his ear, causing his expression to change slightly...
"Dong Chengfeng disappeared. The concierge said he followed Tang Jing and the two little angels out of the house."
Wang Jinghong murmured in his heart for a while, Dong Chengfeng and his family were all in his hands, but they were not worried about him jumping around.
On the contrary, it is also a good thing to have more contact with divine messengers.
There is something weird about this person.
He has never stepped outside the borders of the Ming Dynasty, but he knows the name of "balance". If he lets it go for a while, he might be able to leak something.
He waved his hand and asked people to go down without making any extra arrangements.
…
But until now...
This pattern seems familiar.
Even if Zuixian Tower collapses, it won't be anyone else's turn to take over.
Nanjing City.
Zhou Ruoyu sniffed and whispered: "The smell of gunpowder is very strong. Based on this, it is definitely not as simple as burning it."
If you act like a divine envoy, it might be possible for Zuixian Tower to change its owner!!
But there’s another key point…
Winning the business of Zuixian Tower?
"Where did the unknown come from? The war in the north has ended, and Wala is about to surrender and resume its worship to the Ming Dynasty; in the south, the British also won a fair victory in Jiaozhi. Yesterday, Zheng He and Master Zheng returned with countless treasures. All nations came to visit. This is auspicious.
The sign is right!"
Dong Chengfeng!
He was from the Ming Dynasty. Wang Jinghong told himself in private that his background was that he had never left the Ming Dynasty, or even the borders of Fujian.
Zhou Ruoyu didn't say any more and couldn't help but look around.
However, the latter did not answer and instead asked Dong Chengfeng: "Brother Dong, what do you think of this Zuixian Tower?"
Zhou Ruonan and Zhou Ruoyu had long known the social and economic situation of the Ming Dynasty.
"The Ming Dynasty does not understand the secrets of the law. Don't you know the quality of their gunpowder?"
Tang Jing didn't know what the two little ones were thinking.
A person stopped in front of the hall door, and it was Wang Jinghong. He first bowed to say hello to the little envoy, and then the others came in...
Why did such a "pure-blooded" Ming Dynasty man gain the grace of the gods inexplicably?
Dong Chengfeng was still sighing when he suddenly felt a gaze on him. When he lowered his head and looked down, he was a little panicked: "My dear little envoy, what are you watching me do?"
The gossip news about the King of Han and the commander of Jin Yiwei is the most interesting for people to talk about.
The effect of the night ban also promoted the business atmosphere in the daytime.
How can you say that a restaurant is in ruins?
"Everyone who enters my kingdom of God will be assigned a residence, divided by head."
"Oh, the little angel doesn't dare call me Brother Dong! I can't afford it!"
The owner of this land must be rich or noble, and maybe he is also involved with the princes and nobles.
He saw all the attitudes of Zheng He and Wang Jinghong towards the envoys.
Tang Jing is a boring gourd, and he can't beat him with three sticks. Instead, it's because he brought Dong Chengfeng with him to explain all the way:
"There are millions of people in Yingtian Mansion, and most of them gather in the outer city walls, with the south and east of the city being the most prosperous."
According to the two people's understanding, the creation of gunpowder originates from the secret of law.
"Don't you allocate housing?"
A few people didn't notice that the expressions of the two little ones had changed slightly——
Isn't this a coincidence?
Unlike Wang Jinghong, who had received advice from Ning Wang Zhu Quan, he had already started drinking bubble tea.
The people in the city saw prosperity and were stimulated to consume.
"This..." Dong Chengfeng was stunned.
"Unless you come from a wealthy family, it's a different matter."
"Not only have I heard about it, I was at the scene last night. The fire was so huge that the restaurant collapsed in a matter of seconds!"
The group of people did not take a carriage and were tired from walking, so they just sat down at a tea shop.
He was about to ask, but when he came to his senses, his hands were already empty, leaving only a trace of sweat in his palms.
Could it be that our Lord really has to come to the Ming Dynasty?
Instead, he recalled that just a moment ago, the Little Divine Envoy asked himself what his thoughts and opinions were about Zuixian Tower.
"For wealthy merchants, it would take them a hundred years without food or water to buy a big house?"
Dong Chengfeng was confused and didn't know how to answer.
Hearing Zhou Ruonan mention the gods, he immediately cheered up and stared at Dong Chengfeng.
"Maybe the owner of Zuixian Building will also invest in rebuilding it."
"After all..." she clicked on the topic, "Brother Dong is the person chosen by our Lord, or he may have a different perspective."
"Yes, yes, it's better to say less when it comes to the prince and Master Na Ji... Having said that, it seems too strange that the Zuixian Tower was flooded. My third uncle's house is in that row of houses. They said that the fire originated from
Thunder struck down."
Zhou Ruoyu and Tang Jing both focused their attention on the two of them, and the atmosphere became even weirder.
"Is this an ominous sign?"
"Ruonan, do you think it looks like it?"
"Why are there still people saying that His Highness the King of Han and Ji Gang, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, are both in the building... This morning someone saw the Crown Prince of Han leading Tiance Guard to dig up the body and check their identity!"
Isn't it just to watch the fun at this time? Could it be that if I have an idea and insight, I can realize it?
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stared at the ruins again, shook his head and waved his hands in panic: "Sir, little angel, don't make fun of me. I don't know anything and I don't dare to think about it."
Zhou Ruonan turned around suddenly——
Zhou Ruoyu also lost interest for a moment: "Let's go, let's go, there's nothing interesting to see. Let's go to the outer city to have a look and feel the life of civilians."
Now that it collapsed overnight, it has naturally become a hotly discussed news in the city.
Night bans don't happen often, and people can't wait to spend money in revenge.
Zhou Ruonan tilted his head strangely, wondering what he was going to say.
Tang Jing also arranged for his soldiers to guard the front and rear, blending in with the crowd so as not to be exposed.
"How can the court compete with the people for profit? It's impossible to rob a big family's house and then distribute it to others, right?"
etc.
He grabbed the person and was a little wary.
"The Zuixian Tower should be sold at a high price, and the gold and silver sold should be used to help the suffering people in the city!"
Isn't this young man the boy next to Mr. Zhou?
"Zhou, Mr. Zhou is also in Nanjing?!"
Zhou Ruonan was at a loss when he saw him, and could only sigh: "I'm overthinking it!"
joke.
Don't let it be some petty thief who bumps into you looking for business, right?
But when he lowered his head and looked at it, he was suddenly shocked: "Cook Mo???"
Finally, I looked around, and there was no sign of Cookmo anywhere?
Zhou Ruoyu laughed out loud: "Why not?"
The group of people strolled away.
If you think about these words carefully, it seems that is indeed what happened.
Dong Chengfeng secretly clicked his tongue when he heard this, and whispered in several people's ears: "To rebuild Zuixian Tower, I'm afraid it will cost more than 100,000 yuan..."
But now this sweet tea porridge still suits the taste of the two little ones.
But he didn’t speak immediately…
"All false prosperity will be destroyed!!"
"I originally wanted to pass the building on to my family, but it's only been a few decades?"
As soon as these words came out.
Zhou Ruonan was also a little frightened by him.
Tang Jinghao couldn't help but say: "Officials in each ministry are allocated dormitories. If they reach a higher level, they are also allocated public housing to facilitate the accommodation of their families and relatives."
"But that's only a minority. Most of them still live in government offices and can't afford a house."
"Now that you're full, Tang Jing, how about we go to the Zuixian Tower to have a look?"
Half day tour.
Zhou Ruoyu didn't know what Zhou Ruonan was thinking about, so he asked with his eyes.
Wealthy households don't need to do anything. They can earn income just by lying flat. They can use this large amount of income to easily purchase more land and real estate, and their income will snowball.
An industry like Zuixian Tower is not something you can get around if you have money.
"This is false prosperity!"
"The owner of Zuixian Building was unlucky. The materials used for the reconstruction were all of the best quality. Many of the window panes were made from gold items plundered by nobles of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. Unexpectedly, they were completely burned in a fire.
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Our lord’s divine punishment is almost the supreme manifestation of the mysteries of law. When divine punishment comes, it is often filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Then why don't you show up?
And looking at the peaceful Zhou Ruonan in the past, he actually seemed to share the same hatred.
I also thought of his dazed look when he landed at Quanzhou Port...
"Did you hear that the Zuixian Building was flooded last night, and the entire restaurant was burned down?"
Of course he didn't tell the truth.
It was Dong Chengfeng's turn again: "How do you say this..."
He said he heard the voice of witches.
"This is a...revelation!"
Like Dong Chengfeng, he lamented that the restaurant collapsed and it would be difficult to see the majesty of Zuixian Tower again.
One hundred thousand guan, he never dared to think about it in his life.
Zhou Ruoyu and Zhou Ruonan listened carefully and caught their interest.
Zhou Ruonan knew what he was going to say, but he still objected: "The Ming Dynasty also had gunpowder, so don't think wildly."
“Land and houses are all private property, and some of them are accumulated through the hard work of several generations.”
The group traveled in casual clothes.
Tang Jing had no interest in business and only lamented the ruins.
Dong Chengfeng was jealous of him, but after today's episode of Kumo, he had a new understanding of his own "fake power" energy.
Can he have Mao's thoughts and insights?
Besides, if it involves the King of Han and Ji Gang's disappearance, even if it is true, it cannot be made public to avoid causing disgrace to the royal family.
"Shh." Cook Mo covered Dong Chengfeng's mouth and spoke very quickly: "Young master wants Mr. Mo to take over the business of Zuixian Tower, you come up with a way! If anyone asks, they will answer with the same words as last time, but
Remember... don’t reveal the identities of Young Master and Miss Si Nuo!"
The two of them had a tacit understanding, and they already had a plan when they looked at each other.
"In just the blink of an eye, a fireball flashed upstairs, and thunder rumbled, just like an earthquake!"
Zhou Ruonan didn't agree, but he stared at the ruins with a pair of eyes and considered them carefully.
People outside the city don't have to worry about night patrols, so they can stay in the city, choose a good location to set up a stall, and then their families return every day to pick up and deliver supplies.
Mr. Zhou has helped me so much, so of course I can't go without repaying him!
What's more, Mr. Zhou must have everything to do with Balance.
They were heartbroken when they heard "thunder struck" from the tea shop just now.
But don't wait for him to get angry.
If it can be achieved...
Zhou Ruoyu also said: "You have worked hard for a hundred years, just for a house? I don't know what this Ming Dynasty person thinks."
And listen to the opinions of people around -
But before he could take a step forward, someone ran into his arms.
Wang Jinghong was stunned after hearing this, and his expression changed drastically.
"But if you look at the ruins of this building, there is not a single wooden beam left. It seems that they were all evenly crushed and every part was fully burned. I'm afraid the only way to do this is..."
Dong Chengfeng said: "I have a feeling in the dark that the collapse of Zuixian Tower must be related to balance!"
"Hush, don't dare to tell nonsense about this matter, be careful of misfortune coming from your mouth!"
Zuixian Tower has a deep historical origin, and during the Taizu Dynasty, it even hosted banquets for officials.
Even if his dream comes true in the future and he becomes "Mr. Dong" who has made huge wealth from overseas, it will still be far from being comparable to the wealthy people in the capital.
Wang Jinghong regarded the two of them as grandfathers and aunts to support them.
"The west side and the inner city are home to wealthy officials and wealthy families. Any house here would probably cost tens of thousands of dollars."
Human output has entered an endless loop and seems to be bound by constraints.
Dong Chengfeng had already bypassed him and came to Zhou Ruonan, bowed his hands and said, "Sir, little divine messenger, I suddenly have a sense of clarity, as if my soul is blessed with a kind of clarity."
"And what about the Ming Dynasty? The people worked hard for decades, but all they got was a house? In addition to being a shelter from wind and rain, can this house have any more uses?"
On the contrary, if everyone cultivates and builds to contribute to the Ming Dynasty, how can there be such a thing as barren and bitter cold in the world?
But this thought is really dreamy.
All the talk around them was about the Zuixian Tower.
And my mind changed...
Dong Chengfeng was confused by this situation and could only follow silently.
When we returned to the courtyard, the banquet was already laid out and the food was fragrant.
You two call yourself eldest brother, then what are you?
Grandpa?
Zhou Ruonan continued: "Let's talk about Zuixian Tower, what do you think?"
"You kid, why are you so rough..."
Everyone returned to the Siyi Pavilion.
These words left Tang Jing and Dong Chengfeng speechless.
Tang Jing was doing everything he could, and he felt sorry for it.
He looked at the figures that were about to escape into the crowd, and without any further delay, he immediately chased after them.
The two little ones were puzzled: "Then ordinary people can't tell the difference?"
He was a fourth-grade Grand Duke, and his filial piety from all parties was more than 300 guan at one time. Not to mention that he had been traveling to the West for ten years. He had also secretly made countless fortunes and hid countless treasures.
Siyi Pavilion is in the north of the city, and all the way down is the most prosperous neighborhood of Xishuiguan.
"Brother Dong, you have worked hard today, and you had a good time in this city?"
I'm afraid there is only the kingdom of gods.
Raid wealthy households and distribute to poor people;
Nowadays, among the people, sencha is still made by adding all the ingredients into the tea cup and making it as thick as porridge.
In the scorching heat of August, the body recognition had already been transferred to the Office of the Commissioner, but the number of spectators did not decrease at all.
The two little ones looked strange everywhere.
Dong Chengfeng was at a loss...
It's simply impossible to achieve.
The more he talked, the more he felt something. He was quick to think, and the words most commonly spoken by the angels of gods popped into his mind involuntarily——
The people have worked hard for more than ten years, and whether they rent or buy a house, their money has gone into the hands of the rich.
"A few decades is enough! How much money has Zuixianlou made in these years? He is the leader among the sixteenth floor!"
Young Master Zhou had said at the beginning that his family lived overseas and might have had contact with the Kingdom of Balance!
Isn’t it the same as the Valley City-State Alliance?
Besides, what taboo did the Zuixian Pavilion violate to trigger divine punishment?
Of course, all this is fiction, and there is no actual evidence that our Lord has come.
He took a breath in his heart and suddenly said respectfully: "Praise my Lord, praise the balance, all joy and peace belong to Him."
He looked at Dong Chengfeng with a half-smile.
Zuixianlou is on sale at a different price, maybe you can give it a try.
Of course he understood.
The atmosphere became slightly solidified, and several people also arrived at the most prosperous place in Xishuiguan...
Tang Jing also heard about this matter, but there was no way to explore the details.
Tang Jing immediately opened the way and protected the two little ones through the crowd.
Tang Jing found it difficult to explain.
This man surnamed Dong is trying to rebel against me again.
Since Mr. Zhou has sent a message to himself, this matter will surely come true!
This also proves that my right to speak is not as unbearable as I imagined.
Dong Chengfeng followed suit: "It's a pity. I've heard the name of Sun Chu Restaurant a long time ago. Taizu rebuilt Zuixian Restaurant on the old site. I've been fascinated by it for a long time, but I didn't want to miss it."
Isn't this the will shown by the two divine envoys when we were shopping in the morning?
Um?
What to allocate?
Residential?
Downstairs in Zuixian, a crowd gathered.
"Wan Guan?" Zhou Ruonan frowned after hearing this, "People only earn a dozen Guan a year, while wealthy merchants may earn more than a hundred Guan..."
"We have also seen the test firing drills of the Ming Dynasty ships. The power of the shells is difficult to reach a unified standard, and sometimes there are dumb guns."
Wang Jinghong said that his annual salary was only 50 taels, that is, 50 guans of copper coins. Adding in the rewards from the emperor on weekdays, he could have 300 taels of coins throughout the year.
What the hell!
He looked around sharply.
“Only when the people can live in peace will they be able to work hard for the prosperity of the Kingdom of God.”
There’s nothing wrong with using this as a breakthrough, right?!
After Dong Chengfeng finished speaking, he looked up to the beams of the room devoutly and added the finishing touch——
