When Lao Zhu heard this, he looked curious. However, he still asked: "It's just a name, can't you just decide on it?"
Han Du laughed twice in his heart. I thought to myself, if you don’t mean anything in your words, then do I still need to ask for advice as if I’m worried? Just like Lao Zhu said, wouldn’t it be easy to decide directly?
Sure enough, before Han Du could answer, Lao Zhu put down the Zhu Pi in his hand. He smiled and said to Han Du: "Of course, since you are here, I can't let you down and make this trip in vain."
"Yes, yes, I would like to thank the emperor for your understanding." Han Du thanked him quickly.
Lao Zhu stroked his beard, pondered for a while, and then said: "Since you are selling mirrors, naturally the word mirror is indispensable. Oh, and the mirror you sell is unique to my Ming Dynasty, so why not call it Mingjing?"
Of course, no.
Han Du thought with disdain. What's the mirror called? I still have a clear conscience.
However, Han Du did not dare to say this, so he smiled and asked Lao Zhu: "Your Majesty, does this name have any metaphor?"
Lao Zhu seemed to have been scratched. He suddenly clapped his hands and explained: "Of course there is, Ming represents the Ming Dynasty, and Mingjing represents the unique mirror of the Ming Dynasty. Also, you should know the words of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, right?"
Han Du smiled and nodded. In fact, I didn't know what Lao Zhu wanted to say at all, I just had a guess.
"Using copper as a mirror, you can straighten your clothes; using history as a mirror, you can know the ups and downs; using people as a mirror, you can understand gains and losses." Lao Zhu read it out loud and continued: "The reason why I gave this name is to let people buy it. Mirror-wearers can be alert to themselves every time they look in the mirror."
Lao Zhu's words were sonorous, but in fact, in Han Du's opinion, they were useless. If people really have this kind of consciousness, are they still human? Such a person probably doesn't need Lao Zhu to remind him. He can examine himself three times a day.
However, Han Du now wanted to ask for help from Lao Zhu, so he naturally smiled and said: "The emperor is really thoughtful and far-reaching, and I can't compare with him."
Han Du didn't care what name Lao Zhu wanted to choose. Anyway, he was here to flatter him, as long as he could achieve the effect. The name doesn't matter.
Lao Zhu was indeed very happy. For a moment, it could be said that he was as happy as a child. He looked at Han Du and said with a smile: "Well, let's call it Mingjingzhai. By the way, when are you going to open? Then I will have someone send you the plaque."
Is there such a good thing? Han Du happily replied: "The situation will be good in two days. I am planning to open on that day."
"Okay, let's do it in two days. I'll have someone deliver the plaque to you then." After saying that, Lao Zhu waved his hand and told Han Du to step back.
When Han Du left Fengtian Hall, he still felt a little regretful. I thought that Lao Zhu would give me the words on the spot, but I didn't expect that he didn't. However, Han Du can also understand this situation.
In order to avoid affecting the common people all over the world, Lao Zhu was always very careful about giving letters and portraits. In the past, except for the Sixth Duke of the founding of the People's Republic of China, other officials had never received portraits of Lao Zhuci. Granted characters are naturally very rare.
It was later that Han Du obtained the portrait and calligraphy from Lao Zhu in the name of printing treasure banknotes. However, Lao Zhu gave him a serious warning, fearing that Han Du would use his portrait to do evil.
In fact, in Han Du's view, the gift of portraits and words itself means to show the emperor's closeness. Who in the brain would use these things to do evil? To put it another way, if a person really wants to do evil, wouldn’t he do it if he didn’t have these things? It's obviously impossible.
Two days later, the plaque of Mingjingzhai was hung up.
Han Dushou took control of the situation in the backyard and left all the business in the front shop to Xiong Ting.
As the sun rises, bursts of firecrackers sound and gongs and drums beat loudly. A sparse crowd heard the sound and gathered in front of Mingjingzhai.
Xiong Ting stood on the steps and kept raising his hands in all directions, and said: "Dear young and old gentlemen, Mingjingzhai is opening today. Thank you all for coming to support us."
Looking at the shops on the corner of Mingjingzhai, they were all covered by tall curtains, which instantly attracted everyone's curiosity.
"Mingjingzhai? You are covering up all the surroundings. We don't know what kind of business you are doing. Even if you want to support you, you are probably powerless." Someone in the crowd said.
Xiong Ting didn't mind at all, and still said with a smile: "Commissioner, please wait for a moment and be calm. The reason why you are covering up is because the auspicious time has not come. When the auspicious time comes, everyone will naturally be fed. Bless your eyes." After saying that, Xiong Ting spread his hands.
"Ha! What a loud tone." Someone in the crowd was dissatisfied with Xiong Ting's attitude and said with a sneer.
Xiong Ting didn't bother with him anymore, he just welcomed the guests from all directions with a smile and waited patiently for time to pass.
After the waiter whispered something in Xiong Ting's ear, Xiong Ting looked solemn, raised one hand in the air, and shouted: "The auspicious time has come, open!"
The man who had been prepared for a long time pulled the hemp rope in his hand, and as the buckles were untied one by one, the curtain fell instantly.
There was a huge crowd in front of Mingjingzhai, but at this moment the scene was quiet. Even the people setting off firecrackers and those playing gongs and drums had forgotten what they were doing.
What did they see?
I saw tall and large glazed glass on all sides, like a wall, no, it was just used as a wall and inlaid on the frame of the shop. It is clear and transparent, and you can clearly see the situation inside the shop from the outside at a glance.
"This, is this Liuli?"
"Such a transparent and clear glass, this is a priceless treasure, a priceless treasure..." But the more the speaker spoke, the more he couldn't go on. What's more, a priceless treasure is now being used as a wall. This is too much. Luxurious.
At this time, have people ever seen such big, smooth, and transparent colored glaze? When I saw it, I thought I had seen a miracle.
Xiong Ting and others had enough brewing. Seeing that the crowd was excited, they began to talk about it. Just then he waved his hand, and immediately the whole scene fell into silence. Xiong Ting was also very excited when he saw this. At least now it seems that the path he chose is the right one. He used to work as an errand in the Baobao Lifting Department. Although he earned a lot of money, he was also respected by people. But Xiong Ting also knew very well that when he was called Master Xiong, it was just a polite word from others. Because no matter what others call him, Xiong Ting is essentially just a scribe in the treasure bank transfer department. If there is no accident, he will not be able to become a ninth-grade sesame official in his lifetime. He couldn't possibly know what others were thinking, nor did he want to know.
