Xu Mo's words silenced the brothers and sisters.
They hope that Zheng Ruqian's business will be booming, but they are afraid that he will be in danger.
They also hope that the third brother can eat meat and that life on the border will not be so bitter and cold.
In fact, this is a multiple-choice question. If you deliver goods, you choose Fang Heng. If you don't deliver goods, you choose Zheng Ruqian. The palms and backs of your hands are full of flesh. It's really difficult to choose.
After a long time, Chang Yan said softly, "We don't need to choose, the second brother has already chosen."
This letter should have been sent some time ago. Judging from the contents on the envelope, Zheng Ruqian has arrived in Anshui County and is expanding his workshop to deliver meat to the frontier.
"Besides, there's no need to worry too much." Chang Yan analyzed slowly, "Sending meat to the military camps is a good thing in itself. The Tian family also wants to feed and drink good food to the frontier soldiers, but the treasury is too empty. Second Brother If we can really build this line, the rewards will far outweigh the disadvantages."
This is the same principle as water can carry a boat and capsize it.
Thinking about it the other way around, water can capsize a boat, but it can also carry it.
The reason why Zheng Ruqian was so bold must have figured out that if this matter becomes bigger, it will benefit the country, the people, and himself.
"The second child has grown up." Xu Mo sighed, "It took four years."
From a group of lonely children, they gradually have their own money, their own thoughts, and their own future.
But no matter how far they go or how big their steps are, they have never forgotten their original intention and they are still their kind selves.
Xu Mo stood up and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The tip of the pen moved smoothly and quickly.
"I will tell the second child that we support him, but we also ask him to take care of himself and protect the lives of those around him."
"The general examination has ended, and I feel quite good about myself. Please rest assured that if there is any good news in April, I will send it again."
"Brothers and sisters..."
When writing about his family, Xu Mo paused slightly, but finally told the story about the Jiang family, and told Zheng Ruqian not to get angry in a hurry, as everything had no impact on her sister's life, and she still wanted to come clean. The workshops on the water surface can earn more money.
Finally, just about to put pen to paper.
Jiang Sheng suddenly said, "Tell second brother, the mutton is delicious. Let's see if Anshui County can raise sheep."
It turns out I haven’t given up yet.
Xu Mo couldn't help but laugh. He picked up the pen and added this sentence. After drying the ink, he put it in an envelope, sealed it with wax oil, and gave it to an acquaintance of the businessman.
Speaking of which, the Dayu Dynasty also had a special messenger agency, called a post station, which was usually used to transport documents or deliver good news, and it was common for it to be rushed for eight hundred miles.
But there is one thing. This inn only serves the Tian family. It occasionally helps the wealthy families and will not care about the rest.
When ordinary people want to write a letter, most of them rely on people returning home to send them. A few well-informed people will ask parade merchants for help and attach a little silver as reward.
Of course, not every envelope sent out arrives as expected, and discarding and damage are common.
There was a man named Yin Hongqiao in the Jin Dynasty. When he left office and returned home, he received more than a hundred letters, all of which were strangers' longing for their homeland. However, when he turned around, Yin Hongqiao threw him into the water and muttered, "Shen Zhe" Those who sink by themselves will float by themselves, and I, Yin Hongqiao, am not a messenger!"
Since then, people often use "paying Hong Qiao by mistake" to describe letters lost or not delivered, which shows that sending letters is also a big problem.
Fortunately, Zheng Ruqian has some skills. In the past few years, he has not only helped carry many letters, but also met many business friends who also travel north and south. If he really delivers two letters, he is a sure shot.
And depending on how fast the merchants were traveling, the time would vary. For example, it took less than twenty days for a letter to be delivered from the frontier.
It took more than twenty days for the letter from Fengjing to Anshui County to be delivered to Zheng Ruqian.
In the hairpin courtyard.
The young man dressed in plain silk opened the envelope. His face was kind at first, but gradually he frowned, and at the end, his face turned into disbelief.
"My boss, what's going on?" Zhang Qiquan came up from behind, "The sausages we sent to the border areas were robbed by the Tartars?"
Zheng Ruqian hasn't closed his mouth yet.
Liu Cui on the side stamped her feet and said anxiously, "Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about? That kid Xiaosong is so smart, and there are people from the military camp to support him, so he won't encounter Tartars."
Zhang Qiquan quickly spit on the ground in cooperation, and Liu Cui smiled.
Zheng Ruqian came to his senses and put the letter in his arms. He didn't know how to explain it to Uncle Zhang and his wife, so he simply said, "It's nothing. It's a letter from Fengjing. The eldest brother will take the exam after his exam."
Zhang Qiquan and Liu Cui looked at each other, with shock and joy that could not be concealed on their faces.
I really can’t believe that the little boy who had a broken leg back then has actually come this far step by step.
From a young student to a scholar, from a scholar to a scholar, from a scholar to a scholar.
"After passing the general examination, it should be time to take the palace examination." Zhang Qiquan couldn't restrain his joy, "You can become an official after passing the palace examination. Xu Mo, this kid, can be considered to have had a happy life after all his hardships."
"Now we're just waiting for the results to be released." Zheng Ruqian was also happy, "Big brother said it's a sure shot, and that means it's really a sure shot."
A student who has won two cases in a row will not lose his reputation even if he cannot get the third case.
Regardless of Xu Mo's talent, his hard work alone is worthy of being a Gongsheng student.
What's more, he is talented and hardworking.
"Where are the others?" Liu Cui asked immediately, "Where is Xiao Jiang Sheng, and where is Sister Zhang?"
Zheng Ruqian pursed his lips and concealed the incident about the Jiang family, and said carefully, "My aunt and Jiang Sheng created the surnamed pastry together. They sold very well in Fengjing and brought a lot of profits. Now they have opened a new one." The workshop sells white water.”
Liu Cui's eyes were slightly red, "That's good. Sister Zhang is doing well, so I'll feel relieved."
Although the two women are in different situations and live different lives, their encounter still makes them kindhearted and care about each other, and even thousands of kilometers cannot stop them.
"Aunt Zhang also asked me to say hello to you." Zheng Ruqian smiled, "If you have anything to say, you can write it in a letter and bring it to your aunt when I return to Fengjing."
"Hey, okay." Liu Cui agreed, pulling Zhang Qiquan and getting ready to go.
Zheng Ruqian took out the envelope from his arms, folded it and found that there was a complete envelope at the back, and the recipient was Wang Fufeng.
He sighed and called the long-term worker to take it to the palace.
After calculating with his fingers, Zheng Ruqian arrived in Northern Xinjiang in late February and set off back to Anshui County at the end of February. He was delayed in Rehe for a few days and traveled day and night the rest of the time. He rushed back to Anshui County in mid-March.
After expanding the workshop, arranging long-term workers, and visiting old friends, the time has entered April, when spring flowers are blooming, and many new businesses have to be arranged.
The boy unfolded his hand-drawn map, made two trips back and forth between Fengjing and Anshui County, and finally pointed to the Sichuan-Sichuan region in the south, with excitement in his eyes.
Now, just wait for Wang Xiaosong to come back from the border.
As if sensing his employer's concern, Wang Dazui sneezed twice in a row, then covered his mouth worriedly.
Although people from the military camp were in front to support them, they were still afraid of encountering the elusive Tartars, and of losing their wealth and lives.
