Chapter 30： Southwest Express

With the supply of goods, it is very easy to open a shop. Mu Hanzhang, Zhou Jin, recalled the street of the building, and found a two-bedroom pavement. He asked Mr. Yun to find a famous carpenter and silverware shop in the capital, and made a batch of exquisite wooden boxes and silver boxes. .

“What do Wang Hao want these boxes to do?” Yunzhu holds a pile of well-made boxes and asks for the inclusion of chapters. These boxes are exquisitely crafted, even more expensive than those balsams. Isn’t Wang Hao doing this to lose money?

Mu Hanzhang took a silver box and laughed, and let Yunzhu hold it to the yard of the milkmaid family. Most of the balms sent by Jiangnan are held in bamboo tubes and iron boxes. The price is not high. Even if you raise a price, you can buy a hundred yuan for the best. But the replacement of the exquisite box is not the same, the capital in the capital is more expensive, the more expensive the more you buy.

In the middle of May, the shop has been properly managed. When the second shipment arrived, the small shop where Mu Hanzhang sold the balm was officially opened.

The elegantly decorated pavilion is partially covered with bamboo curtains, and a bamboo plaque is hung on the door. Three powerful words "Merlenju" are written.

The word "ink" means the ink garden where the male wives often go, and the "lian" is the meaning of fragrance. Because this month's party, Mu Hanzhang took some wooden box Shengxiang cream to the male wives, one pass ten, ten pass hundred, to open the day, buy things, watch the lively, almost the door The former was blocked.

Different from the opening of the general shop, you must shoot the guns and dance the lions. Mu Hanzhang asked the famous musicians in the capital to come to the front of the store to play the piano. The fascinating music is endless and incomparable. When we see this situation, it is not good, just watching it quietly.

The balm in the shop is divided into several grades, such as iron box, wooden box, and silver box. The price difference is very far, the iron box is also 100 yuan, the wooden box is one to two silver, silver. The box is dozens or even hundreds of two.

Since my brother went to the southwest, Jing Hao had to face the four emperors on the court every day. He didn’t even have a secret number. He was so unhappy that he didn’t want to go to the DPRK every morning. I will climb up four times.

However, in recent days, Jing Hao suddenly began to like the Shang Dynasty, because the Southwest Express, the Great Emperor hidden in danger, life and death is not clear. The great prince will write a newspaper to return to Beijing every day, but now there is no news for more than a dozen days.

The report of the Governor of the Republic of China was sent today, and the passing of the matter was made clear. When the Great Emperor entered the Tibet, he was eager to attack Nanban and did not listen to the advice. There are many suffocates in the southwestern forests. Soon after the army enters the mountains, many soldiers will fall ill due to suffocation. Last month, the Great Emperor led troops into the mountains and fell into a hard battle. The three thousand miles were sent over and over, and it was delayed for seven or eight days. The great prince was alive and dead.

"Father of the Emperor, for the present, you need to send troops to rescue immediately, otherwise, the emperor brother is in danger!" The four emperors Jing Yu said on the ground, whether it is true or not, the look of desperation is sincere.

"The troops have not been dispatched yet, and they have to be transferred to the nearest army."

"Waste!" Acer was mad at the handle in the hand and fell to the ground.

The court was silent for a moment, and the emperor went out. It was originally intended to shock Nanban and appease the people. Now the emperor has just been struggling for a month, and he is still in danger of death and death, which brings infinite trouble to the court. The courtiers did not say it, but they felt that this great emperor was incompetent.

"The father is angry and angry, and there is a way for the children." Jing Hao saw the timing is almost the same, only took a step to get rid of the body.

"Say." Acer Zheng took a deep breath and looked at Jing Hao.

"The southwestern sealland is close to Tibet. The children heard that the southwestern army is strong and strong. It is better to let the southwest king send troops to reinforce the great emperor." Jing Hao lowered his head and covered the cold light in the middle. The southwestern king is, and he has been clear for a few years, and he is careful. Let him send troops, he will definitely push back and forth. Three thousand miles away from Beijing in the southwest, even if it only shirks off once, this time plus the time spent on the road to the soldiers, it will take a month to say less. If you can live, you must look at the creation of his great emperor. It is.

Acer is emperor, and he is also very suspicious about the tribute of the southwest. Let the southwest king send troops, just to see if the southwest king really has a resentment. Appreciatively looked at Jing Hao, Hongzheng emperor decreed, that is, the southwest king sent troops to reinforce the great prince, and settled the Nanban chaos. If you save the great emperor, you can avoid the remaining tributes of Southwest China this year.

Jing Hao’s mood returned to Wangfu quite well, and he saw his own Wang Shuo sitting on the soft-collapsed smile and looking at the account book. He couldn’t help but sigh and smack the account book: “Look at the account book and be happy. This book is better than the book?"

Mu Hanzhang looked at the more cheeky guy and didn't bother. "If it compares with, it is better than anyone else, but..." The tail is long, and the book is screaming and grabbing the account. "This book is not." After that, he looked again.

Just opened today, the business has been very red, the cost of those things is not high, that is, the box is more expensive, but add up to 30% of the selling price, and actually earned a lot.

“Hey!” Jing Hao dissatisfiedly threw his own king’s scorpion into a soft collapse. “The big emperor’s brother is hiding in danger, I don’t know if it’s dead or alive.”

"Is it?" Mu Hanzhang listened to this statement and removed his gaze from the books.

Jing Hao said aloud about the things in the hall, and sighed with a sigh: "If the southwest king is angering the father, it will be near the end of the day."

Mu Hanzhang convinced, whispered: "Now this situation, there will be a battle for the withdrawal, will the prince go?"

Jing Hao sat up, took a deep breath, and nodded slowly: "If it is a war, it will definitely go, only, sure to calm down three!" The bright candlelight reflects the side of Jing Yan's perseverance, there is no cover. Pride, calm and powerful voice, as if you are already on the battlefield, facing 300,000 soldiers, arrogantly declare war!

Mu Hanzhang was determined to look at him, licking his lips, and for a long time: "It is a skillful person, and it is even tired." This, with the talents of the generals who are no less than Taizu, is unfortunately untimely.

"Jun Qing!" When I heard this sentence, Jing Hao’s heart was inexplicably painful. On the cliff of Fengyue Mountain, Jun Qing said this. It’s a skill, it’s tired... I can’t help but improve. The voice.

Mu Hanzhang was stunned by him, looked up and looked at it, facing a pair of red eyes, realizing that he had said something wrong, suddenly panicked his feet: "Small spoon........."

Jing Hao slammed into the arms and shivered tightly, as if to pull him into flesh and blood: "No more to say, hear no!"

Feeling that his arms were still tightening, Mu Hanzhang was hurt, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, but he didn’t cry, just reached back and hugged him: “Remember, I won’t say that again. ... um..." At the end of the day, I couldn’t help but snorted.

Jing Hao woke up and hurriedly released his hands: "Are you hurting?"

Mu Hanzhang shook his head, but was forced to peel off his clothes by Jing Hao. I saw that the upper arm of the original white scorpion was pulled out with two deep red marks, and gradually changed toward cyan. Jing Hao was very distressed, and he took the medicinal liquor and gave him a careful look. As soon as I squatted, I changed my taste. The distressed twilight gradually darkened, and the fingers of the medicinal wine slowly slipped onto my shoulders and slid from my shoulders to my chest.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang was busy holding a hand that was spinning on a cherry red, and looked around. It was still outside, and the ring would come in at any time, but not here.

Jing Hao didn't plan to stop. He would squat into his arms and contain a pink ear: "Jun Qing, are you round today?" The situation on the cliff passed over and over again, heartache. He has nothing to add, he wants to possess the arms, want to integrate with him, so that he can confirm that he is still alive, live his own arms; let yourself confirm that this is not a dream, all the misery has not happened!

Mu Hanzhang heard this, like a lightning strike, his eyes widened, round... round room? I have been married for more than two months, except for the night of the cave house, they really did not do it. One is very afraid of the same kind of pain that tears the body apart. Then Jing Jing knows that he is afraid and has never been reluctant, and he pretends to be confused.

Turning his head to look at him, the handsome eyes, in addition to the gentle pity in the weekdays, but also a little more fear, kiss his movements are also a little confused, seems eager to confirm anything. Mu Hanzhang knows that if he does not want to, he will not force himself, but looking at the scene like today, he really can't bear to refuse. It’s a big deal, and it’s a night to endure, as long as it makes him no longer so sad.

Mu Hanzhang was silent for a long time, Jingjing was ready to give up, slowly nodded, whispered: "Back to bed... OK?"

Jingjing for a moment, hit the arms and hug, "squat" and stood up, used the light to rush to the inner room, "slammed" and kicked the door!

The author has something to say: one day, three more finishes~嘿嘿~ I know that the card is not kind, but I, listen to me, I am not here to write a long, sweet enough... cough, cough, cough ……? So, oh~ come to eat braised pork tomorrow~

Thanks ~ cyan wings, older feathers, water-like appointments, three adults' mines~╭(╯3╰)╮