They stayed in the northwest to work as small local officials, and their son went to school to be a teacher. Although such a life was not as glamorous as being a high-ranking official in the capital, it was more stable and comfortable.
Mo Jiuye sincerely hopes that these people can stay in the northwest to help him, but he cannot be that kind of selfish person. After all, they are all talented people, and they may be able to use their talents more when they arrive in the capital. Opportunities for specialty.
But a few people had made up their minds. Even though they knew the truth in their hearts, they were still unmoved and wanted to stay in the northwest.
Mo Jiuye was also very pleased with this, and at the same time he also knew that these people were indeed kind and righteous people.
In the busy life, the days pass quickly.
The Mo family ushered in their second Spring Festival in the northwest.
This eve is different from the past. It is the first time in more than ten years that the whole family of the Mo family gathers together for a reunion Spring Festival.
In the past, even if there was no news that any of the men of the Mo family were killed in battle, there would always be a few who could not be reunited with their families because they were guarding the border.
Mrs. Mo is the happiest today because she sees her husband and sons are here, and more importantly, He Zhiran will add a child to the Mo family this year.
Seeing the harmonious scene of a large family sitting together, the old lady could not hold back tears.
When Mo Qing saw his old wife crying, he knew the reason without asking, because he was so excited that he felt like crying.
The female relatives stepped forward to comfort the two old men one after another, while feeling in their hearts how hard-won today's reunion was.
The little cutie Mingzhu is the best at adjusting the atmosphere. When she senses that the elders are not in the right mood, she immediately makes a sound to attract everyone's attention.
Soon, the pearl attracted everyone's attention, and everyone wiped away their tears and rushed to hug the ghost.
Mingzhu is capable, but in just an instant, the atmosphere in the Mo family turned around 180 degrees, and everyone's faces were filled with big smiles.
Six years later…
It is located in a large mansion at the foot of Tianxiang Mountain in northwest Fucheng.
This is the Zhenxi Palace built by Hu Cong himself and his people for more than half a year.
The palace covers an extremely large area. In addition to the supporting facilities, there are more than a dozen independent courtyards within the walls.
At first glance, the layout of the houses at the foot of Xiling Village built by the Mohists is very similar.
The most important thing is that the palace is backed by a mountain. The mountain is full of various fruit trees and tea trees, which makes people feel relaxed and happy when viewed from a distance.
It happened to be a crisp autumn day, and Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran each wore casual clothes and walked on the crowded northwest commercial street.
The commercial street is full of people all year round, but most of them are customers from out of town.
Because the people in the fief were busy working at this time, they had no time to go shopping.
Only after evening do they bring their money earned through hard work to spend here.
It can be said that there are almost no idle people in the northwest fiefdom today.
Because their princess was so powerful, she opened countless factories and workshops. As long as the people under the rule were willing to work, they could find a stable and high-paying job.
The same goes for children, both men and women have to go to school every day.
Not only that, the countryside in the northwest also grows various high-yielding grains. After paying the grain tax after harvesting, most of the remaining grains can be sold to grain merchants in other places, except for their own consumption. The annual income is very considerable.
The commercial street at the feet of He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye was established five years ago, the second year after the Mo brothers' triumphant return.
It was jointly planned and designed by He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye.
The entire street is lined with shops of the same size and style on both sides.
After the commercial street was built, He Zhiran also proposed inviting foreign investment and selling it. As a result, no one was optimistic about the business environment here. Those businessmen felt that Princess Zhenxi was out of her mind and built these grandiose shops in the barren northwest just to make money.
It was true that he wanted to make money, but He Zhiran wanted to make a lot of money. At the same time, he also hoped that the northwest could introduce some businesses that she had never thought of.
Unexpectedly, those people did not approve of her approach at all, so that after the store started selling, no one cared about it.
Just because others don't have vision doesn't mean that Tang Mingrui doesn't have vision either. He has been doing business with He Zhiran for so long, how could he not know the future commercial value of these shops?
At this time, although Tang Mingrui had made some money, it was still very stressful for him to buy an entire street of shops.
If he could give up a great opportunity because of this little difficulty, he wouldn't be Tang Mingrui.
Tang Mingrui didn't know which bank he went to to borrow money, and finally bought more than half of the shops in Northwest Commercial Street.
He never thought about transferring these shops to others to earn the difference when the commercial street became prosperous in the future. He just thought that they would all be used for business cooperation with the Mohist family.
This is also true. He Zhiran didn't like doing business, so he became a supplier out of desperation. Now all the products produced by the Mo family's workshops and factories are cooperating with Tang Mingrui.
Tang Mingrui's business is now getting bigger and bigger, and it has spread throughout Dashun and surrounding small countries.
Last year, on the recommendation of Meng Huaining, he handed over the silver he earned to the court to pay for the construction of the Grand Canal and the dam in Dashun.
After making such a great contribution, Nan Yu would not disappoint Tang Mingrui. He awarded him a golden plaque with the words "Da Shun Huang Shang" written on it.
Tang Mingrui also became the legitimate Great Emperor Merchant, which was five years earlier than Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran knew about history.
There are many shops on the commercial street, but Tang Mingrui and He Zhiran cooperate with many types of businesses, so there is no need to worry about so many shops being idle.
Some of the remaining shops were wiped out after Tang Mingrui opened various shops and boosted the economy of the commercial street.
Those who were not optimistic about this place at the beginning can be said to have regretted it.
Nowadays, it can be said that you can’t buy a shop in a commercial street even if you pay a lot of money.
If people don’t make enough money, who would be willing to sell the shop?
The commercial street is becoming more and more famous, so much so that rich people from all areas of Dashun want to come here to broaden their horizons.
The couple was walking forward happily.
"Ninth Young Master, Ninth Madam..."
The voice was extremely familiar, and both of them turned their heads with surprise on their faces.
"Emperor..."
Just as Mo Jiuye said a word, he was interrupted by Nan Yu's silencing gesture.
Nan Yu looks more capable and mature than he was six years ago, but the awe-inspiring righteousness on his face is still there.
"Just call me Third Master."
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran looked at each other and smiled.
"When did the third master arrive in the northwest? Why didn't we, husband and wife, be notified to greet him?"
Nan Yu shook the folding fan in his hand, with a smile on his face.
"I just arrived today. I wanted to take a stroll around the most famous commercial street in Dashun first, but unexpectedly I met you two."
Speaking of the commercial street, He Zhiran's eyes were full of pride. She had spent countless efforts to build this.
"Third Master, what do you think of this commercial street?"
