Xu Wenjue left madly and came back in a panic, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Father, that shop..."
Xu Hongji is calm and calm.
"Did it get smashed?"
Xu Wenjue tried his best to smile.
"The child doesn't even know that there is such an industry in the family."
Seeing his vain and dissolute appearance, Xu Hongji frowned.
But there is no way.
This is the heir of the Xu family, and he still needs to be taught.
"Ever since the Jing Dynasty, our Duke of Wei's palace has been in decline. Emperor Shizu moved the capital north, but left our family in Nanjing. What is this? This is a cold reception. Since then, our family has been in the Ming Dynasty. But there is no face. But such a big family has to have food, clothing, and a good life. Without power and influence, what else can we do?"
The Duke of Wei is certainly not powerless, and is still the number one family in the southern Zhili territory.
Of course, compared with those nobles in the capital, and even compared with the Duke Dingguo who has the same ancestors and roots, it is really far behind.
Following Xu Hongji's train of thought, Xu Wenjue gradually gained an idea.
"Then we can't run out of money, otherwise, we will have to suffer from the northwest wind."
Xu Hongji breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who says it isn't?"
He asked his son to sit down and said sincerely: "If you want to maintain wealth, the most important thing is to be smart. Zuo Menggeng, you have also seen that a mere boy can win the top prizes such as Liu Niantai, Hou Ruogu, Li Meng'an and so on." Celebrities help each other. These people were the mainstay even in the court back then. Therefore, Zuo Menggeng must have something special. Now the situation is unclear and the outcome is unpredictable. If you make a bet rashly, if you are wrong, our Xu family will be in trouble. It disappeared into ashes.”
This was truly treasonous, but Xu Wenjue was not frightened at all.
In other words, the nobles of Ming Dynasty have already changed their nature.
I have long given up the idea of breaking up with the Ming Dynasty.
In their hearts, how to preserve their family's glory and wealth is more important than anything else.
Once they had great power and great glory, so they were naturally loyal to the Ming Dynasty.
But later, civil servants and eunuchs all sat on their heads, making them relegated to the sidelines.
Naturally, they no longer have any sense of belonging to this dynasty.
Working hard to make profits is their true nature.
"Take off your shoes."
Xu Wenjue didn't know why, but he still did it. After the shoes were taken off, exquisite white socks were revealed.
Xu Hongji pointed to the socks and said, "Look, even you are wearing socks made by Tianwei."
Xu Wenjue was quite embarrassed.
“These socks are truly unique and comfortable for children to wear. Not to mention children, who in Nanjing doesn’t like these socks?”
"This is the power of Zuo Mengeng!"
Xu Hongji was deeply moved.
"Think of my Xu family. We have thousands of hectares of fertile land. We manage it carefully and have enough food and clothing. But you have also seen our life. But it is getting worse day by day. There is no other income. Sooner or later, relying on the ancestral property alone, we will have enough food and clothing. When I first saw this sock, my father thought that it would become popular in the market. For this reason, my father sent Xu Jiao to Songjiang to make friends with Zuo Menggeng’s father-in-law, so he got the job of running a Tianzhi branch in Nanjing City. benefit."
Xu Wenjue was stunned.
I didn't expect that my father, who was like an old scholar, would have such a business acumen.
Speaking of this, Xu Hongji was very proud.
"Do you know how much monthly profit this store alone makes?"
Xu Wenjue only cares about eating, drinking and having fun, but he doesn't understand these things.
"The monthly income is more than three thousand taels."
"so much!"
Xu Wenjue was really frightened, and his heart was beating wildly.
Earning so much money every month, doesn't that mean that... his pockets can be a little looser?
Xu Hongji said earnestly and sincerely: "My father knows that you and Zuo Mengeng were quite dirty at the beginning. But in life, what does a little dispute of spirits mean? If you really give Dongyuan to Zuo Menggen, what can you do? ?Whether you can keep the wealth of my Xu family in the future depends entirely on your thoughts."
In the original Nanjing debate, Xu Wenjue, the instigator, really lost face and lost the priceless Dongyuan. Therefore, he hated Zuo Mengeng with all his heart.
But how can a person like him have any integrity?
Otherwise, we would not have knelt at the gate of Nanjing to welcome the Manchus into the city.
With three thousand taels of silver a month, Xu Wenjue could even treat Zuo Menggeng as his biological father.
The only doubt is...
"Father, Zuo Menggeng is a traitor. If the court knew that our Xu family was involved with him, would it..."
Xu Hongji smiled.
"Today Nanjing's civil and military officials gathered together to discuss a strategy to deal with Zuo Mengeng, but nothing happened. Why do you think that was the case?"
Xu Wenjue knew that his father was showing off, so he cooperated and said, "I don't know, kid."
Xu Hongji enjoys the pleasure of educating his children and grandchildren.
"The bustle in the world is all for profit; the hustle and bustle in the world is all for profit. Do you think that in Nanjing, we are the only ones who have money dealings with Zuo Menggen? Li Sunchen, the Minister of Rites, ostensibly treats Zuo Menggen Geng screamed and killed, but his son had monopolized the management rights of Fuyao Glass, Seagull Watch, Tianzhi and Yazi in Guangzhou City, and had already made a lot of money. Zheng Sanjun, a fake Taoist, secretly let the family servants He keeps selling new cotton from Songjiang Prefecture to Chizhou. This city of Nanjing, which seems to be the Nanjing of the imperial court, has actually been infiltrated into a sieve by Zuo Mengeng. What do you think our Xu family can't do?"
Xu Wenjue's eyes were dazzling again and again, and when he recalled the tough and domineering young man back then, he felt completely impressed.
"I'm afraid Zuo Mengeng won't be able to stop the imperial army."
After all, Xu Hongji was the Duke of Wei and had his own channels for information.
"It has not yet spread to the outside world. In fact, before Zuo Menggeng's army came to Cangzhou City, he had a fight with the army and his father Zuo Liangyu in Guangping Mansion. The army was defeated and was defeated. Now Searching all over the capital, where are the extra troops?"
Xu Hongji seemed to have a pearl of wisdom in his hand.
"Just wait and see, this will be interesting later."
Cangzhou.
Three envoys from the imperial court arrived.
But when they were about to enter the city, the number of people changed from three to five.
Gao Qiqian and Lu Xiangsheng joined the envoys.
Obviously Chongzhen reacted.
He was not very reassured by a team composed entirely of civil servants. So Gao Qiqian was sent to join them so that he could be informed of any situation in time.
As for Lu Xiangsheng.
Just because he fought brilliantly against the northwest bandits in the capital, he came into Chongzhen's sight.
Moreover, Lu Xiangsheng is Zuo Liangyu's immediate boss and has an old relationship with Zuo Mengeng, which may have a different effect.
"Your Majesty has asked Commander-in-Chief Chao of Tianjin to lead his troops here in response to the imperial edict. Even if the negotiation fails, with the support of Commander-in-Chief Chao's troops, Cangzhou will be fortified."
Zhang Fengyi and the others had nothing to say, so they had to enter the city first.
During this period, Wang Timeng lived almost like a year, and several times he even packed up his packages and planned to escape.
Even if he is held accountable by the court afterwards, it is still better than dying now.
Looking forward to it day and night, the messenger from the imperial court finally arrived.
Although Wang Timeng found it absurd, he was relieved to learn that the imperial court actually wanted to make peace with the rebels.
He is just a small prefect. Regardless of the outcome of such a big matter, the responsibility obviously does not fall on him.
