Chapter 240 The human heart and the human heart (2)
You see, my subordinates are all these smart people who are full of tricks.
Can Zhu Yunxi, the emperor, not have a headache?
"Will this nephew be raised as his son from now on?" Zhu Yunxi combed his hair and asked with a smile while sitting at the table.
The bastard walked to the door, took the breakfast tray from Li Buquan's hand, put it gently on the table, then bowed and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid of your ridicule, Lord Long Live. I only have so much flesh and blood, so naturally I will raise you as a son!"
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Zhu Yunxi picked up a bun and said with a smile, "Bone and blood? Well, using bone and blood to refer to nephew is not wrong. However, when it comes from your mouth, something doesn't taste right!"
As he said that, he took a bite of the bun and said with a smile, "Dried plums and vegetables? Not bad!"
Then he asked, "If you have a nephew in the future, you will have concerns about him. How do you want to raise this child?"
The bastard Bashan stood aside and thought for a while, "I naturally want him to study and study hard. It's not that I hope he can be a scholar or something in the future, but I think it is wise to study and be knowledgeable and sensible to become a good person!"
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"It's good to study!" Zhu Yunxi said again, "Everything is inferior, but studying is high!" He said with a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, "It's good to study!"
Then, he looked at the bastard again and said, "However, since you are working as an errand with me, you must not have that much time to take care of that child? Do you want me to assign you a lighter job so that you can take care of the family?"
Plop!
The shameless bastard was shocked, knelt down and cried, "I will never leave my Lord Long Live the Lord until I die!"
"Look at you!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "That's what I said!"
"This slave has something else to report to Lord Long Live!"
"Say it!"
The bastard raised his head and said, "There is a young man in the teahouse who is kind to my nephew. The young man can write and do math, so I want to help him find a job at Guanglu Temple!" As he said that, he said hurriedly,
"He's just a handyman, so I won't praise him too much!"
"Well, I got it!" Zhu Yunxi said, "Go and tell Hu Guan yourself!"
"I thank you for your kindness!" The bastard continued to chatter endlessly, "There is one more thing that I want to report to you! There are some old eunuchs and grandmothers in the palace who will be homeless after leaving the palace! It just so happens that I have children at home, so I am thinking about it.
Why not invite them to your home..."
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Opposite the Qianqing Palace, the duty room is under the corridor.
Cao Guogong Li Jinglong picked up a piece of snack from the tray, first put it to his nose and smelled it, and then reluctantly put it into his mouth.
"Tell me, did I do this right or wrong?"
He Guangyi was following behind him, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand. Seeing that there was no one around, he told what happened yesterday, and then asked in a low voice.
"What's wrong with this! It's rare for you to be enthusiastic for once!" Li Jinglong smiled heartily, "If Long Live Master knows about it, he will only praise you and not blame you!"
"Really?" He Guangyi asked.
"Trying to trick me?" Li Jinglong said with a smile, "If you don't know what to do, how can you go to such great lengths?"
He Guangyi smiled and said, "I just thought I'd see you when I lower my head but don't look up!"
"What's convenient for others is what's convenient for you! That's the way to be an official and a human being!" Li Jinglong patted the snack dregs on his hands, "While we look at the dignitaries in front of others, in fact, no one can afford to offend!"
"Yes, yes!" He Guangyi nodded repeatedly.
At this moment, the courtiers who were preparing to participate in the morning umrah meeting arrived one after another.
He Guangyi smiled at Li Jinglong, and then deliberately distanced himself.
"Xiao He! Still immature!"
Li Jinglong tasted what He Guangyi said just now and thought to himself, "You're using too much force! Lao Wang is as smart as a monkey. If you just send someone to help arrange it, he will think of you well! You are such a big fan, you are your biological father."
If you serve me like this, it’s strange that people don’t feel suspicious!”
"People in front of the imperial court have different attitudes towards dealing with people and things according to their status! He Guangyi is so busy, are you helping or flattering? Haha! Xiao He, Xiao He, you said these things to me, and you still ask
Am I doing the right thing? Is this something that I should evaluate?" "Oh, you, a commander of the Royal Guards, are asking for advice from me? Who the hell am I? Xiao He, Xiao He, you are a bad boy now.
, I will have to be more careful with you in the future!"
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Before I knew it, it was afternoon.
In Yutai Teahouse outside the front door, Erzi, a young waiter, was carefully wiping the table.
The teahouse is a place where guests eat, drink and chat, so everything that can be seen by the eyes must be clean.
"Erzi, what happened yesterday?"
The shopkeeper had been asking all morning, and there were not many customers at the moment. He frowned and came over and asked, "The cook in the kitchen said that Jin Yiwei was frightened, and his hands are still trembling now?" He said, "That old man
Young Master Yi is really a relative of the eunuch in the palace!"
"Yeah!" Erzi nodded. He really didn't want to say anything about this, but when faced with the shopkeeper's constant questioning, he could only say something, "I heard those Jin Yiwei calling that eunuch a general manager..."
"Hiss..." The shopkeeper took a breath of air.
"The commander of the Jin Yiwei has also gone! He also said that he would send someone to their hometown to help find relatives!" Er Zi said again.
"Commander? Hiss..." the shopkeeper rolled his eyes, "No, I heard from the cook that the noble man asked you what you wanted, but you stupidly said you didn't want anything?" He said, stamping his feet.
, "Are you stupid? Do you know that this is a good thing that no one else can ask for! As long as they say a word, you will reach heaven!"
"Mom said that poor people are not lucky enough, so I'm afraid I won't be able to support them!" Erzi lowered his head and smiled, "Besides, I think it's good to follow you, cousin, as you will have no shortage of food and clothing!"
"Look at how promising you are!" the shopkeeper cursed, then suddenly stood at the door with his sleeves tucked in, and said breathlessly, "If you want to be kind, my biggest benefactor is me! I didn't let you take them to dinner.
If we go, they will starve! Without me, you wouldn’t know each other! Without me, you might still be looking for me!”
With that said, he turned back to Erzi and said, "Didn't you mention me to that noble man?"
"I..." The son was stunned, "I was so scared at the time!"
"Tsk!" The shopkeeper stamped his feet and muttered, "That shouldn't be the case! They shouldn't have forgotten me!"
"What did you forget about you?" Feng Feng Huohuo, the shopkeeper's wife, came out of the back room and cursed, "Stop daydreaming! Don't you know how noble people forget things? You gave someone a mouthful of food and you expect someone else to give you something."
Are you a mountain of gold?" He said, and scolded fiercely, "I don't even want to see if there is that mugwort in your ancestral grave! I tell you, in the future, don't pretend to be generous and just feed anyone who begs for food!
Once you get used to it, beggars on the street come over as soon as it’s time to eat, can you still open this business?”
"What are you talking about?" the shopkeeper said angrily.
"What am I saying!?" His wife glared at him, "Fortunately, the old man and the young man are relatives of the noble man. What if they are fugitives pursued by the Yamen? You will definitely not be able to take advantage of them!"
As he said that, he also glanced at Erzi, "You can't survive yourself, so why bother to pity others! Why are you pretending to be so rich? People with unknown origins dare to take it from home! If you are really a fugitive, how can you run away with me and your uncle?"
"What do you know?" The shopkeeper's face was confused.
"I don't know anything else, but I understand one thing. You should live a peaceful life!" the shopkeeper's wife continued loudly, "It took three generations to save such a teahouse. It may not be possible for others to make you prosperous, but it will only be to ruin you.
Just one sentence..."
"I'm telling you, don't tell the world about this yet. The richer you are, the more kind-hearted you are. When the time comes, people will not only miss your kindness, but they will also think that you want to take the opportunity to curry favor with them... Our little
Ordinary people are just ordinary people, stop daydreaming!"
"What did I say to you and me?" the shopkeeper scolded, "You can't even get over it!"
"It's okay!" The shopkeeper's wife raised her eyebrows on the spot, "But I have something to say clearly! When your family bought this shop, they used my mother's dowry..."
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"What's the fuss about?"
Suddenly, there was a shout from outside.
Several people in the teahouse turned around and saw a seventh-grade official and several servants standing at the door with stern expressions on their faces.
"Who is the shopkeeper?" the seventh-rank official asked in a bad tone.
"Master!" The shopkeeper nodded quickly and bowed, "This is the villain!"
Although I don’t know that I am a junior official until I am in the capital, I am still an official no matter how young I am. If I am an official, I will not dare to offend him.
"Ah, you!" The seventh-grade official looked up and down, and his tone became softer, "Yeah! That should be it!" He said, pouting at the person next to him.
Bang!
A money bag was placed heavily on the table by the guard, making a clanging noise.
"There are two hundred silver coins in here! The palace manager rewarded it!" The seventh-grade official raised his chin, "I believe you know what it is, right?"
The shopkeeper was stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He looked at the money bag and said, "I don't dare..."
"Huh?" The seventh-grade officer immediately changed his face.
"The villain understands!"
"Do you really understand or not?" the seventh-grade officer asked again.
"This..." The shopkeeper was confused again.
"One meal, two hundred silver dollars, good intentions are rewarded!" The seventh-grade official took a few steps forward and whispered, "But as a human being, you don't expect anything in return for doing good deeds, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" The man at the showcase suddenly remembered what his wife had just said, and nodded in agreement.
"So! Keep your mouth shut when you get benefits!" The seventh-grade official became stern and fierce again, "Don't go yelling all over the world! In the capital's territory, there are many people talking, and good things have changed. I understand.
?”
"The villain understands!"
Why didn’t the shopkeeper understand that the matter of collecting money was over?
Don't talk about it all day long, as if you are kind to someone noble.
"Yeah!" The officer's expression softened again, "There's one more thing!"
"You say!"
"Seeing that you know how to measure, I can give you this benefit. If you don't know how to measure, I won't give you this benefit!" The seventh-grade official smiled again, "This place is close to the front door. There are a hundred people outside the front door.
From now on, the food management of the Duochengmen Army will be left to your family!"
"This..." Suddenly, the shopkeeper was overjoyed.
In the future, his teahouse will be responsible for providing two meals a day for more than a hundred people. What a huge investment this is!
This is an inexhaustible cornucopia!
Food is not only rice, but also herbal tea in summer and hot drinks in winter...
The City Gate Army has more money than the Patrol Army and the Soldiers and Horses Division. It is in charge of the capital's city gates, inspecting goods coming and going, and collecting taxes!
These uncles have money in their own hands and are never stingy about food and drink!
In addition to the set meals, a variety of braised pork delicacies and snacks....
The display cabinet can already be predicted. As long as there are no mistakes in the future, in three to five years, his tea house will become a big restaurant...
"Who is the second son?" Suddenly, the seventh-grade official asked again.
"Hmm...?" The shopkeeper was stunned again, and then quickly dragged Er Zi over, "Him!"
The seventh-grade official looked at the embarrassed Erzi up and down, and suddenly grinned, "Well, he is really an honest boy!" He said, looking into Erzi's eyes, "These eyes look honest and honest!"
Then, he sighed again and said with a smile, "Foolish people are blessed!"
Before the people around him could understand what he meant, they saw a servant behind the seventh-grade official smiling and taking out two sets of cyan clothes from a box and placing a brass waistband in front of the second son.
"Tomorrow, report to Guanglu Temple!" The seventh-grade official said, "These two sets of clothes are for the upper office. You should also prepare some changes in private! From now on, I will live at the Warehousing Department for you.
Three rooms have been arranged!”
"Official Zhang Fei, when you arrive at the gate of Guanglu Temple, tell me that I asked you to come! Remember, wear official uniform! You must bring your waistband and your household registration certificate. There are many procedures tomorrow.
Gotta do it!”
Erzi was stunned, as if he was stupid.
"Remember, come here tomorrow morning!" the seventh-grade officer again asked, "put on your shoes and hats, and come neatly!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The shopkeeper and his son stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. You looked at me and I looked at you. They were stunned, didn't speak, and didn't react.
The shopkeeper's wife, on the other hand, slowly came over and glanced at the blue official palace with some fear.
Then he picked up the brass waistband and asked, "What does it say on it?"
Only then did the shopkeeper come to his senses and looked down at the badge, "Guanglu Temple Warehousing Department Bingzikuo Manager..."
"Looking at the warehouse?" the mother-in-law asked in confusion.
"Long hair makes short sight!" the shopkeeper suddenly yelled, "Open your dog eyes and look, you are in the ninth rank! In the ninth rank, the second son is now an official!"
"How big is Zhengjiupin?"
"The inspector is also at the ninth level. He is in charge of the archers and swordsmen and axemen of a county. How old do you think they are?" The shopkeeper said, suddenly feeling hot on his hands, and quickly handed the badge to the second son.
He backed away with some fear, looked at his nephew, and didn't know why he spoke.
"Second son!" the shopkeeper's wife suddenly shouted, "You must never forget your aunt in the future!"