One hundred and fifty acres per acre, plus a job for him in the prince's mansion. Ma Laoliu felt as if he was in a dream, and it was also a spring and autumn dream of gold, silver and jewelry all over the world.
The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door!
And even the prime minister's family was not as noble as the princes and princes in the Ming Dynasty. If ordinary people could have the opportunity to enter the prince's mansion, it would be even more exciting than being an official in high school. After all, except for the three first-level Jinshi, the others only started as seventh-grade county magistrates even if they became officials.
But if you can become a member of the Duke's Mansion, you will represent the Duke's Mansion when you step out. Even if the seventh-grade county magistrate can't say nod and bow to you, at least he will not dare to offend easily.
Not to mention the stunned old man on the side, even Ma Laoliu's mother opened the broken door and walked out.
"Liuzi...look...why don't you...sell it."
Facing his mother's persuasion, Ma Laoliu suddenly fell silent, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
The old man from the Huaiyuan Marquis Mansion smiled even more and kept adding fuel to the fire, "How is it? Do you want to sell it at this price or not?"
Ma Laoliu looked up at the old man, then turned to look at the old man in Liang Guogong's mansion.
"Hahaha, don't look at him. Although he is the steward of Duke Liang's Mansion, he is just a member of Duke Liang's clan. He has already served five times, and he is not the only steward of Duke Liang's Mansion.
But I am different. I am the uncle of Marquis Huaiyuan. Although it is superficial, I can at least speak in front of Marquis Huaiyuan.
You can ask Old Man Lan, is he qualified to meet Liang Guogong? "
Old man Lan was ridiculed and became very angry. He looked at the old man with evil eyes, full of threats and doubts.
However, these threats of his may have miraculous effects on ordinary people, but for the old man, he did not take his threats seriously at all. He really had no way to deal with the old man.
Seeing that the anger between the two was getting bigger and bigger, Ma Laoliu made up his mind and said quickly: "Thank you two nobles for your kindness, but my father fought for his life to get this land. I don't dare to do it." sold."
As soon as these words came out, Old Lan suddenly laughed, while the old man looked at Ma Laoliu with a solemn expression, annoyance on his face.
"What do you mean, you don't want to sell anymore?" The old man said in a bad tone, staring at Ma Laoliu. If it were in the past, he would have stopped being polite to Ma Laoliu, but now he had to suppress his anger and continue to discuss with him.
"This is the land my father left to us. No matter how much money you give us, we won't sell it." Ma Laoliu gritted his teeth and insisted.
When Old Man Lan heard this, he burst into laughter and said, "Steward Cao, do you want to continue to increase the price? Maybe if you add a little more, he will sell it?"
After it was obvious that Ma Laoliu didn't want to sell the land at all, Old Lan laughed at Butler Cao.
You are so awesome, you are Cao Xing's cousin, you are so awesome, but let this silly boy sell the land to you!
Old Man Lan felt relieved when he saw that Butler Cao, whom he hated, was so miserable.
Butler Cao glared at Old Man Lan bitterly, but it was obvious that although Old Man Lan could not do anything to him, there was nothing he could do about Old Man Lan.
He turned to look at Ma Laoliu angrily and said harsh words: "If you have the guts, you will never sell it. If I find out that you sold it, huh, look at how I will deal with you.
Let's go! "
Old Lan also glanced at Ma Laoliu with regret, but said nothing more, shook his head and left.
When the old man on the side saw the two nobles leaving, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and his eyes slowly began to brighten... ignoring Ma Laoliu who had offended him, he walked away in a hurry.
As soon as the old man returned home, he took out all the money from selling the land, and then immediately found the tribesmen who still had land to buy. Whether it was through coercion, inducement, or forced purchase and sale, he really got a lot of land in the end.
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Then the old man sat down and raised the price, and he really made a huge profit.
As various governments aggressively purchase land, land prices around racecourses have risen at a speed visible to the naked eye. This made Xungui, who had been doubtful about Han Du's words, no longer have any doubts in his heart, and he purchased land more quickly and recklessly. Of course, the land price also took this opportunity to rise.
While buying the land, the nobles were not idle. They immediately started to build restaurants and inns on the land they received. As soon as the shop opens, even if it is simply selling some pastries, it can achieve jaw-dropping sales.
A pastry shop sells as many pastries in one day as a shop in the capital sells in ten days. One shop is almost worth ten in the capital.
Such huge profits immediately made all the nobles jealous. With a lot of money being spent, restaurants, wine shops, teahouses, and inns have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.
The area around the racecourse has become prosperous at a speed visible to the naked eye, and has become a very famous place in the capital. People come here every day and sweat like rain.
Naturally, land prices around the racecourse have been rising again and again. Every time when people feel incredible and think that this is the peak of these land prices, they will always rise again and reach another peak again, until everyone is stunned.
And those nobles who entered the game in advance to buy land, not to mention the money they invested. Now the value of the remaining land in their hands is enough. If they sell it, they can earn back ten or twenty times every penny they spend.
...
East Palace.
Han Du, who was summoned, followed Wang Yue towards the harem.
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Pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince and pay homage to the Crown Princess. "Han Du came to Han Jingyun's bedroom and saluted the two of them.
Seeing this, Han Jingyun quickly said: "Brother, my sister has already said that we are brothers and sisters, so we don't have to do this. Why do you have to salute every time."
Zhu Biao also smiled and agreed: "Jing Yun is right, we are all a family, we don't need so many courtesy."
Han Du smiled and nodded, agreeing in front of the girl, and stood up on his own.
When Han Jingyun saw it, he suddenly felt helpless. Every time she said this, Han Du would smile and nod in agreement simply. But when the two met next time, Han Du still saluted her respectfully as usual.
In the past, she always followed Han Du and looked up to him everywhere. Now the identities of the two people were suddenly reversed by the courtesy of monarch and minister. This made Han Jingyun feel very uncomfortable and unaccustomed.
However, etiquette is etiquette and will not be changed to suit personal preferences. If etiquette accommodates Han Jingyun, it wouldn't be called etiquette.
"Your Highness, do you have anything to do with me today?" Han Du stood there, bowing with a smile and asked.
"Sit down." Zhu Biao first waved to Han Du, and then explained with a smile: "It's not that Gu is looking for you, it's that Jing Yun misses you and wants to talk to you."
Han Du was no longer polite and sat down as Zhu Biao wanted.
Han Jingyun picked up the teapot and took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Han Du.
Han Du picked up the tea cup and blew on it, took a careful sip, and nodded with satisfaction. Lao Zhu's preference for Zhu Biao is really meticulous. Not to mention this tea, even the water used to make the tea is extraordinary.
Refreshing and sweet, with a long aftertaste. Just a pot of water for making tea, I don’t know how much manpower and material resources are consumed.
Han Du dared to say that the water Lao Zhu used to make his own tea was probably very ordinary, far inferior to this.
Han Du took a sip without saying anything, then took another greedy sip. After feeling satisfied, he raised his head and looked at Sister Jingyun.
I saw that her face was still the same as when she was a girl, without any change. If we really want to talk about a change, it is that her temperament has lost the youthfulness of a girl and has become mature as a woman.
However, her belly was exaggeratedly bulging. Han Jingyun would touch her belly with one hand at any time and put another hand on her waist to support it, as if she was overwhelmed.
When Han Du saw it, he couldn't help but sweat for her. He asked with some worry: "Are you about to give birth? You should pay attention to rest at this time and be sure not to bump into each other."
"I understand, brother." Han Jingyun nodded obediently, and she felt warm from the concern from her brother. He raised his head and glanced around with a bit of mischief, and said with a smile: "With so many people watching, it's impossible for me to bump into him even if I want to."
Cold sweat broke out on Zhu Biao's face. He quickly grabbed Han Jingyun's hand and said nervously: "Jingyun, don't be joking. This bumping into someone is not a trivial matter. Just be more aggrieved these days and wait until the child is born." Just come down and it’ll be fine.”
"Okay, I remember. You have said it more than ten times. Do you think I am so stupid?" Although Han Jingyun nodded to Zhu Biao with a smile on his face, there was a bit of impatience in his tone. .
"Your Highness, this is for your own good. You have to be careful these days." Han Du comforted the girl and said the four words in a more serious tone.
Han Jingyun, who had been warned by Han Du a long time ago, immediately understood the meaning of Han Du and nodded solemnly to show that he understood the meaning of his elder brother's words.
Then he said: "These days, I am just tired of resting, so I thought of letting my eldest brother come into the palace to chat for a while."
Han Du nodded sincerely and said that his father had been in a good mood and painted a picture at home these past few days. In Han Du's words, "Dad is a good painter and has the potential to become a famous artist. We are going to paint a picture." His paintings were framed and left to future generations.”
"Brother, do you want future generations to admire my father's talent? Brother is really filial to my father." When Han Jingyun heard this, he was a little lost in memories and said with some regret. She regretted that as a child, she could not fulfill her filial piety in front of her parents because she was married to Zhu Biao.
Unexpectedly, Han Du calmly shook his head and said seriously: "No, I think dad's paintings may become valuable in the future and be left to future generations. If one day they are so poor that they can't afford to eat, dad's paintings will be If I sell my paintings, I might be able to make money for another three years."
"Pfft, hahaha..." Han Jingyun was laughing so hard that he couldn't keep his straight face.
Even Zhu Biao couldn't stop the smile on his face. He pointed at Han Du and said with a strange look: "This mouth of yours, your mouth, can really make people faint with joy. You also want future generations to rely on it." Painting has lasted three years, but you can figure it out."
Han Du didn't smile at all, and said seriously: "Of course, I plan to let dad paint a few more paintings when he has time. One painting can last for three years. If dad paints dozens of paintings, wouldn't it be enough for his descendants? Have you been fooling around all your life?"
Han Du's serious look and his true words made Zhu Biao and Han Jingyun laugh so much that they waved their hands and patted their legs.
After laughing, Han Jingyun said with tears in his eyes: "Dad is getting older, and his energy is not as good as before. Brother, if you want to paint, don't make dad tired."
Han Du rolled his eyes at Han Jingyun with disdain, and his expression suddenly became a little weird: "Dad is still in good health. Now I have to carry Ke Zhong around the house several times every day. I don't have as much energy as him."
Hearing Han Du's words, Han Jingyun nodded and felt relieved.
Later, Han Du told Han Jingyun all kinds of interesting things about his son's mischief, which made Han Jingyun laugh.
Extremely cheerful. Even the heavy burden on her stomach seemed to have been relieved a lot, and she even looked forward to the birth of her own child.
Is he as naughty and mischievous as the eldest brother's son, or as calm as the prince?
...
More than ten days later, Han Du suddenly received a message from someone in the East Palace: The Crown Princess was about to give birth and was about to give birth.
Han Du quickly followed the visitor into the palace, and Wang Yue led Han Du outside the palace.
Regardless of meeting Zhu Biao, Han Du was so anxious when he heard the girl's heartbreaking screams of pain that he heard from the palace. He subconsciously wanted to rush in, but was stopped by the palace officials.
Han Du woke up and stopped pushing in. He was pacing back and forth outside with a very anxious expression.
However, Zhu Biao looked calm and calmly poured a cup of tea for Han Du and said, "Don't worry, there are all the dedicated midwives in the palace. They are very experienced and there will be no problem. Come and sit down." Come on, have a cup of tea, we can see your nephew later, it’s useless for you to worry now.”
Zhu Biao looked calm. He had obviously experienced this kind of thing more than once.
But Han Du was different. This was the first time in his two lifetimes. I want to be calm, I want to not be in a hurry, how is that possible?
The last time An Qing gave birth, he was not with An Qing. He had no deep feelings at all, so he had a son out of thin air. Now it seems that Anqing should have been similar to a girl at the beginning. They both went through a painful struggle before giving birth to a son.
Han Du took a deep breath, sat down, and drank a cup of tea without even thinking about the taste of the tea. He said eagerly: "As long as there are midwives, everything is safe? Those midwives are useless. Do they know that sometimes the baby will come out feet first? Do they know that when the baby is in the belly, the umbilical cord may be wrapped around the neck?" They know nothing..."
Zhu Biao was holding tea in one hand, and his whole body froze in shock at Han Du's words.
Some people understood the meaning of Han Du's words, and asked in a daze: "Does it mean that... you can also deliver babies?"
Han Du turned his head angrily, not wanting to pay attention to Zhu Biao. Although I don’t know how to do it, I have never eaten pork and I have always seen pigs running away. Unlike Zhu Biao, he knows nothing.
But no matter how much I know, it is of no use at this time. I can only continue to wait, hoping that the girl and her son will be safe.
Hearing Han Jingyun's cry of pain in the hall, Han Du suddenly stood up nervously.
With the cries of babies, Han Du's tense body suddenly relaxed, and a smile quickly appeared on his face. He opened and closed the corners of his mouth. He didn't know whether he was telling Zhu Biao or himself: "It's born, it's born." ....."
Zhu Biao, who had just taught Han Du a lesson and asked him to calm down, suddenly seemed like a frightened rabbit. He flashed across Han Du's face like a shadow and was about to rush into the palace.
Just as Zhu Biao rushed to the door, a stable woman came out with a baby in her arms, followed by a palace maid. The moment they saw Zhu Biao, the two of them knelt down with smiles on their faces and said in unison: "Congratulations to Your Highness, the little prince. Mother and son are safe."
When he heard that mother and son were safe, Zhu Biao immediately relaxed and threw his head back and laughed.
"Okay, okay, come, I'll give you a big reward. Everyone will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver."
"Thank you, Your Highness..." Po Wen and the palace maid were so happy that they didn't know what to say. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhu Biao.
Han Du also ran forward in a few steps and grabbed a large handful of neatly stacked treasure notes from his sleeve robe. He estimated that there were thousands of them. Throwing it directly in front of the two of them, "Take it and share it."
"Thank you, Lord Marquis..." The two of them smiled happily.
The Marquis of Zhenhai made this move with so much treasure. Even if they were divided among a dozen of them, the rewards each received would not be less than those of His Highness the Crown Prince.
They were overjoyed by His Highness the Crown Prince's reward just now, but they didn't expect that there was something even more joyful for them: the reward was doubled!
While everyone was happy that the reward had doubled, they also respected the Crown Princess even more. The Crown Princess is not only the sweetheart of His Highness the Crown Prince, but also the biological sister of Marquis Zhenhai.
Who is the Marquis of Zhenhai? Even if they stay in the palace, he is like thunder. The Marquis of Zhenhai's Midas touch, the wealth of the Marquis of Zhenhai's mansion, the Marquis of Zhenhai's reputation as a good boy...each of them made everyone excited. As long as they could drink some soup with the Marquis of Zhenhai, who wouldn't? Made a fortune?
Even the goblins in Jiaofangsi are each rich with more than a hundred thousand guan. One hundred thousand guan. If they had that much money, wouldn't the entire family be able to follow suit?
When Han Jingyun was giving birth, Zhu Biao was not allowed in. But after the child was born, the palace was quickly cleaned up by the palace maids. After Han Jingyun was moved to the bedroom, Zhu Biao could see him.
Zhu Biao took the child from Granny Wen's hand, took a cautious look, and grinned extremely happily.
Han Du also smiled and leaned forward, and after a few hard glances, he saw an egg-sized hole exposed under the fluffy cloth of the swaddling clothes, and a small white face, with wrinkled features sleeping quietly inside.
"Is this the newborn child?" Han Du asked curiously, reaching out to hug him.
Zhu Biao turned around slightly and avoided Han Du's hand, unwilling to hand over his beloved to Han Du. Just holding the child in his arms, he strode towards the dormitory.
Han Du stood behind with a sense of loss, wanting to scold Zhu Biao for not being fair enough. But thinking that now was not the time to argue with him, he quickly followed.
