Princess Anqing added: "My mother-in-law came to sit here today."
Ouyang Lun subconsciously looked outside the wall, stood up and saluted solemnly: "My mother has been a widow for many years, and I have been dependent on each other. I have never been separated like this since I was born. I kindly ask the princess to let my mother come and live with us."
In fact, Ouyang Lun and Princess Anqing have hinted at this matter many times.
The princess just asked the housekeeper to deliver meals every day, and bought two maidservants to serve her mother-in-law.
Ouyang Lun's mother could only come to see Ouyang Lun every day to relieve the pain of lovesickness.
Princess Anqing sighed: "Of course I can understand your filial piety. But the royal family has royal rules. Even if I agree, my father will not agree. I also miss my mother and father, but I can't live in the palace forever. .”
Ouyang Lun choked and decided not to waste time on this because he had more important things to do.
"I know." Ouyang Lun replied, then pretended to speak but stopped.
Princess Anqing smiled: "My Prince Consort, just tell me if you have anything to say. There is nothing difficult to say between you and me as husband and wife."
Ouyang Lun said: "To be honest with the princess, I don't want to sit around and live in vain. After much thought, I can only make money by doing business."
Princess Anqing: "It's rare for you to have such an ambition. It's just what kind of business you want to do."
Ouyang Lun sighed: "I don't know what to do well. No one in my ancestors was in business. I have never dabbled in it myself. No one taught me."
Princess Anqing: "The best businessman in the world is my twelfth brother. But others can't easily get involved in his business, and my father will not allow anyone to get involved."
Ouyang Lun said: "Is there any special business of the imperial court that His Highness King Xiang has not started yet?"
Princess Anqing said: "Well, then there is only gold, silver, copper and iron ore salt tea. Lao Twelve once asked his father for salt, but his father refused. Presumably, what he asked for must be profitable. And This salt guide was used to exchange for military rations and disaster relief rations."
Ouyang Lun nodded frequently: "Yes, yes. However, salt is not easy to get, but what about tea and wine?"
Of course he knows that Shiobei makes money!
He also knows that tea, wine, gold, silver, copper and iron can make money.
He pretended not to know, but he just wanted to induce Princess Anqing to tell her.
Moreover, gold, silver, copper and iron will definitely not be his turn.
To sell wine, you have to brew your own wine, and to sell tea at the border, it is very tiring.
Princess Anqing smiled: "Take your time, this matter needs to be considered in the long term."
She sneered secretly: We have only been married for a few days, and you want this and that.
I thought you just wanted some capital and tried you with a few words, and then I found out how ambitious you were.
Do you think you are the only one in the world who knows how to make money with these things?
Why don't those old foxes like Li Shanchang, Hu Weiyong, and the "little king of hell" like Lao Twelve know that these things are profitable but don't do them?
Because my father is very strict! !
As long as Father doesn't nod, anyone who touches it will die!
I've made it so clear, why can't you understand?
My father loves Lao Twelve so much and refuses to give him these easily, let alone you, an outsider?
Even if your father is willing to give me face, according to your previous virtues, how can I dare to go to my father to ask for these things for you?
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Princess Anqing's joy had not dissipated. In July, Zhu Di wrote another letter to announce the good news, saying that Princess Xu had given birth to a son for him. He named the child Zhu Gaochi and asked Lao Zhu if that was okay.
The first child is a son, the eldest son.
What a great joy.
Lao Zhu smiled from ear to ear and wrote a reply in person: "Okay, okay. It's great that the fourth child is now a father."
Zhu Bai asked the nearby Guan Ya Bureau to help him prepare a set of gold locks and gold Ruyi made of pure gold, weighing half a catty in total, as a gift for his newborn nephew.
This is Ming Renzong.
If I live longer, I might have to make a living under this guy. Of course I have to give him a good gift.
Zhu Di wrote to Zhu Bai: "I have received the congratulatory gift. When will I come to see your nephew?"
Zhu Bai wrote back: "It's coming soon. My father won't let me go. Just wait."
We must find an opportunity to go to Zhu Di's place!
It's also a good idea to find yourself a residence in Peiping.
Otherwise, when Zhu Di comes to power and the capital is moved there, it will be too expensive to buy it.
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Since receiving the award from Lao Zhu, Zhu Fang has become more and more arrogant and arrogant. He takes Deng Zhiqiu to visit mountains and rivers, drink and hunt every day, and he is very happy.
Zhou Bin has been silent for a long time.
Pu Ying, the commander of the Xi'an Guards, inherited the fine tradition of the Ming Dynasty generals: If you can't speak, don't speak.
Only Master Hongyuan is still trying to persuade him day by day.
On this day, Zhu Xi captured a doe alive and came back.
The doe ran slowly, so it turned out that she was pregnant.
Master Hongyuan learned about it and hurriedly came over to intercede for the doe: "God has the virtue of good life, and His Highness was merciful and let it go."
Zhu Xi originally planned to raise a doe and give birth to a fawn for Deng Zhiqiu to play with. He was already very annoyed with Hongyuan, but when he heard what Hongyuan said, he sneered: "This king is cruel and unkind. It would be easy for you to save him, so just die for him."
Hongyuan clasped his hands together: "If one life of the young monk can be exchanged for the lives of the mother and her son, and His Highness can turn around and stop killing again, it will be a great merit of the young monk."
Zhu Xi stared at Hongyuan with his wolf-like eyes, trying to tell whether he was telling the truth or a lie from his face.
Hongyuan closed his eyes and said, "Your Highness, please do it."
Zhu Feng suddenly burst out laughing: "Dream, let me fulfill your merits. Today I want you to watch it be killed with your own eyes. Remember, this is your sin. Hahaha. Because of you, I, the king Just kill it."
Hongyuan hurriedly saluted: "Your Highness, show mercy."
Seeing Hong Yuan begging him, Zhu Xi became more and more proud. He raised his chin to the guard and said, "Hold him down."
Hongyuan struggled desperately: "No, Your Highness."
Zhu Xi took the knife, walked to the doe, and stabbed it in the belly.
The doe fell to the ground with a sharp cry, struggling to crawl forward and trying to escape.
However, Zhu Xi cut open its belly with another knife.
A fully formed fawn fell out.
The doe struggled for a long time before she opened her eyes and stopped moving.
The fawn tried to stand up, but in the end he leaned next to the doe and died.
There was blood all over the yard, and the smell of iron was strong and pungent.
The maids were so frightened that they hid aside and retched.
Hongyuan turned pale, stared at the doe, and murmured: "Evil ghost. Yaksha! How could there be such a cruel and vicious person as you?"
He closed his eyes, clasped his hands, and began to recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra to save the soul of the doe.
Zhu Xi didn't feel relieved at all at this moment, but instead felt a little intolerable and disgusted.
He frowned and said to the guard: "Drag this old monk to the woodshed and lock him up. You are not allowed to let him out without my permission."
The guards came and dragged Hongyuan away.
They disappeared by the door. Zhu Xi seemed to hear Hong Yuan's voice chanting sutras. He became more and more irritated and threw the knife: "What's more, it's bad luck. He actually said that this king is an evil ghost."
