The next day, when Zhu Zhanji came to class, Fang Xing was satisfied to find that there was no smell of incense.
Zhu Zhanji was smiling bitterly to himself. Yesterday, he told him not to smoke incense on his clothes. As a result, his mother and father asked, and the palace maids and eunuchs around him were called to ask questions. They were almost scared to pee.
Seeing that Zhu Zhanji was distracted, Fang woke up and knocked the table with a ruler.
"Class is over. Today we are going to talk about the relationship between business and Daming..."
"Those who are rich businessmen have no country, no nation, and interests are supreme..."
"... in the foreseeable future, the merchants of the Ming Dynasty will have a profound impact on the government, and most of the so-called centers will become the spokesmen of the merchants..."
"If you don't collect taxes, it's a good name to fight for profits with the people. Taishun, you should remember that whoever says such words in front of you in the future will be either a fool to read or a spokesman for luxury merchants!"
"They will even sell Daming's interests for profit and can smuggle the most scarce ordnance and food on the grassland..."
After a class, not only Zhu Zhanji and Ma Su were restless and hot. The two royal guards guarding at the door are also sweating. In early spring, even their backs are wet.
This is giving eyedrops to the merchants!
Zhu Zhanji was in a trance. After class, he pulled Fang awake and went out.
"Brother Dehua, I have a party today. Two friends also want to meet. We..."
Fang Xing was involuntarily pulled out by Zhu Zhanji and said to Ma Su: "tell your teacher's mother that I was kidnapped by this guy. Also, I won't go to places with women. Remember to say this..."
Masu quickly promised to come down, and then went to the inner yard to tell Fang Xing.
"This man is really. Will I stop him from going?"
Zhang Shuhui's face was regarded as the unconvinced face of a fierce woman, but the upturned corners of her mouth exposed her current mood.
When Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji arrived, they saw two young men waiting in the private room.
"This is Zheng Neng, the eldest son of Wu'an Hou."
Zheng Neng bowed his hands with a gentle face.
"This is..."
"Liu Pu of a family, my father is the Marquis of Anyuan."
Liu Pu's stature is tall. At first glance, he is a person with a bright personality.
Zhu Zhanji probably knew Liu Pu's temper for a long time. He didn't think he was disobedient and said with a smile: "this is Fang Xingfang Dehua, a member of Beiping mansion."
Zheng Neng looked at Fang Xing and felt a little sour. You know, his father secretly biased towards the prince! But Zhu Zhanji's attitude just now saw the closeness and estrangement.
Zhu Zhanji's character is a little bright. The closer he is, the better. He doesn't seem to care.
Just now he introduced Fang Xing very simply. Zheng Neng noticed this detail.
Liu Pu said happily, "I've heard that brother Dehua is brilliant. Even his majesty praised his highness TAISUN for his great progress. Brother Dehua, can you allow me to go and ask for advice?"
At this time, everyone sat down. Zhu Zhanji reminded Fang Xing in his ear: "Anyuan Hou has been in control of Shenji camp before, and Liu Pu has begun to work in Shenji camp..."
Shenji camp?
Fang Xing felt a little curious. In addition, Liu Pu was very forthright and had a good appetite for him, so he smiled and said, "where to ask for advice is just for everyone to discuss together. The Fang family is welcome at any time."
"Serve the wine!"
After shouting, Liu Pu apologized to Zhu Zhanji and said, "Your Highness, forgive me. As soon as I saw brother Dehua, I was happy and exceeded."
Zhu Zhanji waved and said, "today is just plain clothes. Where is the passover? I will punish you for your wine later."
"Well, I'd love it."
"Ha ha ha!"
Just when Fang Xing and several others began to push cups and change lamps, Zhu Di listened to the story of the royal guards in the Qianqing palace in the Forbidden City and said thoughtfully: "in this way, Fang Dehua despised the Haoshang! And despised my ministers..."
The kneeling royal guards were sweating and thought: Fang Dehua just said, your majesty, have you started to put it on the heads of Ministers?
"Central? Interesting!"
Zhu Di waved and waited for the royal guards to step down before he said faintly, "there are many unscrupulous merchants, collusion inside and outside, hateful and annoying!"
Don't think merchant smuggling only took place in the late Ming Dynasty. In fact, Zhu Di himself had cut off the heads of many grassland smugglers, so he immediately resonated when he heard this.
"Don't pay taxes... Fight for profits with the people... Even the upright son dares to discuss..."
Finally, a low sigh came from the Qianqing palace. The eunuchs waiting at the door held their breath and dared not make a sound.
"Brother Dehua, I'd like to propose a toast to you."
In the private room, Liu Pu's face was full of red light, holding Fang Xing to spell wine.
"Well, if brother Dehua is drunk, there will be no good wine."
As soon as Zhu Zhanji saw Fang Xing, his face was red and his ears were red. He hurried to speak out to clear the siege.
"Good wine?"
Liu Pu's eyes lit up, smelled the wine in the cup and said happily, "brother Dehua's wine is better than here?"
Fang Xing hurriedly said, "there is good wine. When you go to my place next time, take care of it."
fuck! All kinds of wine in the warehouse are piled up, even medicinal wine.
Zheng Neng whispered in disbelief: "the wine in February floor is famous in the capital, and it is so at the foot of the emperor. There is no wine!"
Fang woke up and didn't answer, but Zhu Zhanji said, "that wine is really rare. After drinking it, you can leave an empty cup fragrant. It can be called immortal wine!"
What Zhu Zhanji has never drunk before, he has always been obsessed with the Baijiu he drank.
In order to drink good wine, Liu Pu patted his chest and promised, "brother Dehua, I'll take you into the Shenji camp if I have a chance. It's impossible to shoot, but you can play with the fire gun!"
"Ha ha ha!"
Zhu Zhanji laughed at the speech. Liu Pu felt that the laughter was inexplicable, but even Fang woke up with convulsions in the corners of his mouth. He was puzzled by his desire to speak.
Zheng Neng glanced at it and felt uncomfortable. At least he was a meritorious leader, and his father, Wu'an Hou Zheng Heng, was guarding the Xuanfu house at this time. He could be called a general of the national Dynasty.
But as a young Marquis, he was robbed of the limelight by a member of the Peking government. It's a joke to tell.
"Our parents all made meritorious contributions from swords and guns. When they followed his majesty to set up the army, the civil servants were really clever at that time!"
Fang Xing smelled the speech and said only faintly: "when the way of literature and martial arts goes hand in hand, there may be big problems at either end."
Seeing Zhu Zhanji listening carefully, Zheng Neng's expression was a little dismissive. Fang woke up and stopped Liu Pu's attack again. He just took a sip of wine. Shi Shi ran said, "the former Song Dynasty can be a lesson from the past. It's just..."
"Brother Dehua!"
Hearing this, Zhu Zhanji hurriedly interrupted Fang Xing's words, and then whispered, "there are many people here, so be careful!"
According to Zhu Zhanji's understanding, Fang Xing must criticize the literary officials of the former Song Dynasty. But Wen Chen has been in a continuous line since ancient times. Once the words are spread, Fang Xing will lose points in the eyes of civil servants.