The Submissive Emperor

As the day gets colder and the New Year is approaching, people in the capital are busy preparing for the Spring Festival.

When the rents from the farms and the shop fronts were collected, the taxes and banks from all over the country were delivered to the capital as scheduled. This year was still a good year. Except for the Qingyang flood, there were no major disasters in the Central Plains and Jiangnan, and the tax and silver were abundant.

On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, heavy snow flew, and the capital was peaceful.

Lead clouds were densely covered, and before dusk, the sky had become gloomy, and the lights were lit upstairs in Zuixian, taking advantage of the blue and gray bricks and tiles in the capital, it was especially lively. These few days were when the local officials came to Beijing to report on their duties, and the business of the Zuixianlou was much more prosperous than usual.

"This time I made a lot of money, thanks to Zhuoyu's matchmaking." Uncle Qingyang toasted, laughed and drank with Lou Jing.

As soon as Lou Jing finished the cup, Zhou Song came up and said, "Lord, you can't just drink Shishu's wine. Mine must also drink. I have news about this."

"Yes, then I should toast you a glass," Lou Jing grabbed the hip flask and gave it to Zhou Songman. "This first glass, I want to toast you and think about your brother when you meet business."

"This is also the'first cup'?" Zhou Song suddenly suffered a bit, which is obviously the meaning of pouring him wine! But I have to drink it, I can only lift my head and do it.

"This second cup, to respect your young talents. Father and brother are not around, but they can support the front." Lou Jing looked at the lanky Zhou Song, and felt a little relieved when he thought of the child with a runny nose that he first met in the Yuhuayuan.

Zhou Song couldn't help but smirk a few times, "That is."

Lou Jing filled him with a third cup, and raised the wine cup himself, "This third cup, you don’t respect you. Lou Jing has a brother like you, and he has no regrets in this life."

Zhou Song's eyes were red when he said this, and he hummed, "Drink well, what's the matter with you."

Lou Jing was silent, but the two clinked their glasses and drank all the wine.

In the river business this time, they were told that there were others who had joined the group, but in reality, Lou Jing only brought these two people into the group.

This kind of business, in the final analysis, is to make money from the national treasury. Lou Jing invested 80,000 taels of silver on his own, plus Qingyang Bo and Zhou Song's, and made up 150,000 taels. Now that the tax bank has entered Beijing, Shen Lian has given him dividends and stocks in a very trustworthy manner, basically doubling the money. Shen Lian felt that Lou Jing was doing things agilely, and he agreed to continue to work with him on matters related to the palace.

"I heard that officials who come to Beijing to report on their duties this year will have to pay for Shen Lian." Uncle Qing Yang suddenly talked about something after drinking three rounds.

"Partner money? What kind of money?" Zhou Song didn't know what was going on. This official went to Beijing to report on his work. What did Shen Lian do?

"The money for the promotion," Qing Yang said in a low voice, "Every official who is promoted to Beijing to report on duty must give Shen Lian a meeting ceremony, at least one thousand taels." As he said, he stretched out his hand and compared it to one another. It’s more than five, that is to say, if you have more, you will get five thousand liang.

Lou Jing was also a little surprised. Although he knew that the old **** was greedy for money, he dared to do such an appalling way to make money. It was really...

"A county guard in my family came to Beijing, but he wanted to pay so much money, so he had to borrow money from me, saying it was a two-point profit, and paying it back after the new year." Qing Yangbo smiled mysteriously. Stop talking when you click.

The two people who listened to understand, three years of clearing the prefect, 100,000 snowflake silver, those officials who came to Beijing to report on their duties, it is not that they can’t get the money, but they don’t bring so much with them. Borrowing. Now that they have collected the money for repairing the river, they can just lend it to the officials, making a fortune in vain.

The heavy snow was blowing down the ground. Not long after, the ground was covered with white snow, and the sky and the earth seemed to be bright again.

Lou Jing has always been drinking well, and drank both Qingyang Bo and Zhou Song. He was only half drunk, and swayed to the Minwang Mansion. It was snowing and the wall was slippery. Xiao Chengjun forbade him to go over the wall anymore, so he could only obediently walk away from the door.

"Shizi, you are back," Le Xian slapped him off the snowflakes and put a large cloak of mink on him, "The prince is looking at plum blossoms in the garden."

Lou Jing frowned, walked quickly into the garden, and saw a person wearing a moon-white cotton robe standing in front of a plum tree with pale yellow plum blossoms in full bloom.

"Why stand here alone?" Lou Jing wrapped the cloak on Xiao Chengjun and touched his cold cheeks.

Xiao Chengjun looked back at him, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms, "I'm not cold, but you, you wear so thin and you run out." In order to conceal people, Lou Jing never took a young man when he went out, so he was cold. When it got hot, no one helped him get a clothes.

The warm embrace was very pleasant, and soon urged the alcohol to come up, Lou Jing lay on the shoulders of His Royal Highness the King of Min, a little sleepy.

In the past two days, the village chief came to pay the renter, and the shopkeepers from all over the world also came to check the accounts. Even though Cheng Xiuru was there, he was too busy, and hadn't been to the Minwang Mansion for three days. Lou Jing buried his nose in Xiao Chengjun's neck and took a deep breath. The warm breath of the sun had a faint fragrance of milk.

"Have you heard about Shen Lian taking bribes from officials?" Xiao Chengjun rubbed his face against him.

The slightly cool cheeks slowly rubbed against his face, as if silk and satin were sliding over it, very comfortable, Lou Jing couldn't help chasing and sticking it up again, "I just heard Uncle Qingyang say, why? Know it?"

Xiao Chengjun's eyes darkened, "No one in the court knows yet, but yesterday, an official failed to hand over the'meeting ceremony', so Shen Lian found a reason and was sent to prison."

Lou Jing's eyes widened, this Shen Lian, is he crazy about money?

"These local officials turned in all the people's anointing. Shen Lian asked for their money. They will double the money from the people when they go back. Since then..." Xiao Chengjun looked up at the gray sky of the capital, deeply Sighed.

What are the common people, and what are the common people.

Lou Jing stood up straight and touched the tip of Xiao Chengjun's nose, "Don't worry about it anymore. Heaven has constant retribution. Whoever planted the evil today will have to pay for it one day."

As you get closer, the faint milk scent becomes more alluring, Lou Jing couldn't help licking the milky lips, "It's so sweet."

Xiao Chengjun was licked for a moment, and immediately couldn't help but redden his ears. Every time he secretly ate sweets, Lou Jing would definitely find him.

"His Royal Highness, I want to eat candy too." Lou Jing chuckled a red ear.

"It's all finished. If you want to eat it, wait for the New Year." Xiao Chengjun said solemnly, pulling his ears out after speaking, and turned to the house.

Lou Jing looked at the back of His Royal Highness the King of Min, turning around, and couldn't help laughing.

The middle feeder of the Anguo government was temporarily handed over to the second aunt. The second aunt was very happy, and rolled up her sleeves to prepare for a lively year.

The new year's clothes for the new year of the elder son were ready, and the second aunt took the clothes and sent them to the Vermilion Hall, but did not see Lou Jing's figure, "It's all dark, why hasn't Zhuoyu returned?"

The butler of Suzaku Hall smiled and said, "My son went to drink with the adults of the Yulin Army. I usually drink it late."

"How can this work?" The second aunt pouted her lips and looked at the new cotton robe in her hand. She wanted to sell it well in front of Lou Jing. You can't even see this, so how can you tell him?

"The second wife puts down the clothes." The butler smiled and wanted to pick it up, but was unexpectedly avoided by the second aunt.

"I made this dress by myself. I have to let Zhuoyu try it. If it doesn't fit, I can change it immediately." The second aunt rolled her eyes and suddenly got an idea. People tell me."

The butler was muttering in his heart, does this gift of a new dress need to be delivered in person? But he still agreed with a smile. Fortunately, Laba tomorrow, the eldest son will definitely come back. If it is on weekdays, it may be difficult to see people in ten and a half months.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, worship ancestors.

Lou Jing left the warm bed of the Minwang Mansion and returned to the Anguo Mansion. The royal family does not offer sacrifices to ancestors on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. They have to wait until the 30th of the year before they can go to the Taimiao to make sacrifices to the heavens.

When he went to the ancestral hall to offer incense to the Lou family's ancestors, and sacrificed to the kitchen god, Lou Jianyu hurried away.

"Is Grandpa Guo very busy these days?" Lou Jingqi asked. Two days ago, he had a fight with him because the treasurer from Jinzhou came to check the account and went directly into the Vermilion Hall. Why was his face suddenly radiant again?

"Duke Guo has been socializing a lot these days," the housekeeper whispered.

Lou Jing squinted his eyes and asked Yun Ba to see who his father was meeting with. When he returned to Zhuquetang, he met the second aunt who had come to deliver the clothes.

The second aunt graciously handed out the clothes for Lou Jing to try on. The sleeves and hem were a bit short, "Why did the body measured last month grow taller so quickly?"

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, when the boy was growing up, the second aunt took the clothes and said to go back and change them, "Zhuyu, look, now you are a third-ranking member, your second brother is his It's still useless. I'm married to a wife, and I don't know how to grow. You have to help my second aunt."

Lou Jing looked at it and said with a smile: "Opening the Spring Yulin Army will fill the vacancy, and then I will find a vacancy for the second brother."

"Oh, this, this is really a good thing. Second aunt thanked your brother in advance." The second aunt was so happy that she didn't know what to say. She didn't expect Lou Jing to be so agile. She agreed without waiting for her to say. It's like the grandfather of the country. Her husband said several times, but he was still vague and unsure, "It looks like the Chinese New Year is coming. I don't know what happened to Madam's seasonal epidemic?"

"I heard that my father only sent someone to see it yesterday. If I can come back, I'll know my second aunt." Lou Jing didn't want to talk about the news about the Wei family. Nor would the family know about the pregnancy in the filial piety. , Except for Wei's close mother and two maids, all the others who knew about it were dealt with by Lou Jing.

After sending away the long-winded aunt, Yunba returned.

"The Lord Guo met a fourth-rank official who came to Beijing to report on his duties. He was originally a county official in Jiangzhou, but now Fang has been promoted to the county guard." Yunba inquired very clearly.

Lou Jing knew that someone had come to borrow money from the Anguo Government.

"Do you want to keep staring?" Yunba asked.

"No need." Lou Jing waved his hand, Xungui in Beijing was afraid that he would start this business soon, and he wouldn't cause any trouble to the Anguo government. However, yesterday Shen Lian arrested those who refused to pay, and the emperor did not have any response. On the contrary, there were more and more borrowers, which seemed a bit unreasonable.

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