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Chapter 30 Aunt, Auntie Deep

In the summer morning, the breeze is gentle and the temperature is just right.

"Young Master, Young Master, Sister Ruowei is here." Chu'er boldly shook Zhu Zhanchang awake.

She has recently discovered that her young master is getting more and more lethargic. If no one calls him, he can sleep until midnight.

Zhu Zhanzhen rubbed his sleepy eyes while Chu'er helped him get dressed. He sighed helplessly. Ancient clothes were really too troublesome.

Sun Ruowei was waiting in the hospital. The girl was standing on a small green grassy hill. The strong summer sun fell on her. She gently stretched out her hand to block the direct sunlight from hitting her face.

Today, Sun Ruowei is wearing white and pink clothes. Due to her special status, she does not need to wear the clothes of a female official every day.

Pink and white among emerald greens, fifteen or sixteen is really the best age for girls, like a half-opened peach blossom stretching out its branches. She is delicate, cute and gentle.

It is a pity that Sun Ruowei is the future Empress Sun, and her future glory and wealth, as well as her position as the happy vassal king, will depend on Zhu Zhanji.

I won’t eat this dumpling.

Zhu Zhanzhen looked at her and couldn't help but sigh that his grandmother had such good taste. She brought Sun Ruowei into the palace at a young age to be a child bride for his eldest grandson.

But I also lamented that my grandma is a bit biased. Why is my eldest grandson a grandson, but my fifth grandson is not a grandson, so there is no need to give a child bride? Next time I have to go to my mother, Empress Zhang, to give her a little sidekick. As a grandma, rest assured, I also need a child bride.

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"Good morning, sister-in-law." Zhu Zhanzhen's face was full of smiles, and he was particularly innocent and cute.

Sun Ruowei blushed as usual, but she no longer tried to dissuade Zhu Zhanchen from calling him that. She already knew that Zhu Zhanchen always called him that in private and would change his words in front of outsiders, and she knew it very well.

"Sir, Hu Shang Palace is waiting for you."

After Zhu Zhanji reported to the prince last night, the prince thought for a long time and finally reported it to the emperor. When the emperor learned about the matter, he gave the green light to all matters and was waiting for Zhu Zhanzhen to go over and take a look.

"Sister-in-law, let's go."

Zhu Zhanchen didn't talk nonsense, and the two of them took Chu'er to Shang Gong Bureau.

This is Zhu Zhanzhen's second time here. The first time was to choose a maid, and he liked it very much.

In the Shanggong Bureau, Hu Shanwei learned that Zhu Zhanyang wanted to see the ticket she had set before, so she prepared it early. She was accompanied by two female officials from the Shanggong Bureau and waited for Zhu Zhanyang to arrive.

"Fifth Young Master."

Hu Shanwei and the female officer saluted together.

Hu Shanwei came in during the Hongwu period. At that time, she was still a girl in her teens. Now, more than ten years have passed, and her age of 28 or 9 is already considered very old among female officials.

Generally, people would be arranged to leave the palace to get married when they reach old age, but Hu Shanwei did not leave the palace, but stayed in the palace. If these older female officials stayed in the palace, they would eventually become just one of the discipline mothers.

class.

She seems to be a weak woman locked up by the palace wall, but she has never thought of climbing out of the wall. She has been in the palace since she was ten years old. She longs for the outside world but is extremely afraid of the world outside the palace wall.

Hu Shanwei was a beautiful woman, but Zhu Zhanchen didn't understand why she wasn't favored. Her nearly thirty years had not diminished her beauty, but instead added a lot of charm.

Zhu Zhanzhen looked at such a woman and thought, "How different am I from the traitor Cao?"

It's just that I'm not here to see Auntie today. I have something to discuss with Auntie Hu.

"Hu Shanggong, I heard that Sister Ruowei said that you had issued a ticket for cloth before."

"Yes, sir, that's it."

Hu Shanwei stretched out his hand, and his hands were slender and white. What if his hand-control friends saw this and were eager to give it a try?

Following Hu Shanwei's fingertips, Zhu Zhanzhen looked at the cloth ticket on the table, a very simple paper receipt stamped with the warehouse's seal.

The slip states the color and material of the piece of cloth. There are more than a dozen slips placed here.

"Hu Shanggong, it is said that at the beginning it was just registered, but later why were pieces of cloth separated to make votes?"

Hu Shanggong brought a booklet, which was used for registration before.

Opening it, a book was filled with dense registrations, including how much was initially deposited and how much was withdrawn on a certain day. Just one concubine would need several books, and calculations were troublesome.

"The previous method was too troublesome. The nobles in the palace had very frequent demands and deposits for cloth, so they came up with this method. They only registered the information of one piece of cloth on a piece of paper, deposited the writing slip, and took out the selling slip. This way

It’s a lot more convenient and saves a lot of calculations.”

"Hu Shanggong has a good idea, but how do you confirm the authenticity of this list?"

Hu Shanggong pointed to the seal on the paper. His fingers were as white as jade and said softly: "This has my seal on it. I recognize my seal myself."

Ancient seals are the simplest anti-counterfeiting method, and the cost of counterfeiting is also low.

This kind of anti-counterfeiting can be used in the palace, but not outside. The nobles in the palace are not short of food and clothing, and they will not cheat on these things. Moreover, the denomination of cloth tickets is low, and there is only one piece of cloth for each chapter. Make one.

The fake one only has one piece of cloth, which is too inefficient and would be embarrassing if caught.

Money is a small matter, but face is a big deal. If you make fake bills in the palace, your face will be lost and you will be laughed at by others.

Zhu Zhanzhen fell into deep thought. It would be very easy to imitate food stamps if the anti-counterfeiting measures were not done well. Someone would be willing to risk beheading to do this highly profitable thing.

Hu Shanwei looked at Zhu Zhanyang who was deep in thought. She had already heard Sun Ruowei talk about what Zhu Zhanyang and Zhu Zhanji had discussed, and was surprised that the emperor and grandson were so concerned about people's livelihood matters.

Exit reminder: "Sir, if the denomination of the cloth ticket is huge, and one ticket is supposed to contain hundreds of pieces of cloth, someone may make a forgery, but if there is only one piece of cloth, no one will do it."

Zhu Zhanchang suddenly said: "Yes, denomination, denomination."

Nowadays, the treasure banknotes issued by the Ming Dynasty can easily cost one hundred taels of silver, which is so large that it can even be said that ordinary people cannot use it at all, only those who are officials can use it.

If you want to issue them, issue them in small denominations. Normally, modern banknotes are issued in denominations of 100 yuan or more. In South Korea, they are issued in denominations of tens of thousands. However, the actual value is only about 100 yuan in China. The largest denomination in the United States is 100 yuan.

, calculated to be more than 600 Chinese coins.

The denomination of the food stamps he will distribute next should not be large. Perhaps the maximum denomination should be about one tael of silver.

The tickets issued by Hu Shanwei were very simple, but they were also meant for reference. After chatting for a long time, Zhu Zhanchen couldn't help but sigh that aunties are better, and aunties are a treasure.

Before leaving, Hu Shanwei grabbed Sun Ruowei and said, "Ruowei, your majesty has given orders to select a concubine for the grandson."

Sun Ruowei's face turned red: "Thank you Shanggong for reminding me."

Hu Shanwei smiled with a smile on his face: "Now that the summons has been issued, families with young girls of school age will surely start to fight for it, whether in Yingtian Mansion or across the country. My grandson is handsome, good at literature and martial arts, and has a respected status. How can you do it yourself?"

You also have to keep an eye out."

Zhu Zhanzhen turned around and his face darkened.

According to history, Zhu Zhanji's grandson concubine was not Sun Ruowei but Hu Shanwei's sister Hu Shanxiang. Seeing Hu Shanwei at this time, he still smiled and told Sun Ruowei. I don't know what his psychology was, and I don't know if history has changed.

If nothing changes, Hu Shanwei's sister will still enter the palace and become the concubine.

Auntie is good, but she is also deep and thoughtful.


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