In addition to "Making Tea Picture", there are also "Snow Appreciation Picture", "Looking at the Moon Picture" and so on. It can be said that shopkeeper Zhu likes all these picture frames very much.
As a result, Shopkeeper Zhu completely wrapped the remaining picture frames. In this way, their Sibaozhai is the only one in the capital that sells picture frames.
After selling the picture frame, all that was left was the cloth handbag. Lin Sanzhu did not sell it elsewhere, but directly put it in Mo Linxuan. As for the price, he sold it for two hundred coins each.
Zhang Gui is also smart. He picked a few rabbit-shaped handbags and hung them on the door edge. In this way, pedestrians walking on the street were quickly attracted by the beautiful rabbits. On the first day, he sold 70 bags. Many.
When the old man came back, Old Zhangtou was so happy that he told Zhang Ma about going to work in the village.
Only then did Lin Sanzhu realize that Chunyan and Chuncao had actually led people to Zhuangzi to make persimmon cakes.
"When my son, Yuan Feng and Yuan Song arrived at Zhuangzi, there were already many persimmons drying on the slope. Mother, you don't know, but Yan'er still has a big belly."
Lin Sanzhu was both distressed and relieved. Originally, the family's plan was to let Xu Laoshi and his wife pick as many persimmons as they could and sell them. Anyway, it was certain that the persimmon grove would be deserted for a few years. But he didn't expect that his two daughters actually led the servants to make persimmon cakes.
"Husband, our Yan'er is pregnant again?" Feng asked hurriedly.
"Well, I'm pregnant. I'll give birth in March next year. My mother-in-law reassured us and said she would take good care of Yan'er."
Although Feng nodded, it was definitely impossible to say that she didn't care.
Speaking of pregnancy, Lin Sanzhu suddenly remembered that his daughter-in-law was almost full term when he left home, so where was his grandson or granddaughter?
Before Lin Sanzhu could ask, he saw someone walking in the door, it was his daughter-in-law Zhong.
In her arms, she was holding a red swaddling clothes. Perhaps it was being stirred by the cold wind. Lin Sanzhu saw that there was a cotton hijab shining on the swaddling clothes.
Is this his grandson?
Lin Sanzhu jumped up from the bench with a "scratch", his eyes staring straight at the swaddle in his daughter-in-law's arms and reluctant to move away.
Seeing this, Lin Yuanqiu hurriedly stepped forward to take his son from his wife's arms, and then walked to Lin Sanzhu, "Dad, look, this is Bao'er, your grandson."
As he spoke, Lin Yuanqiu hugged the baby tightly with one hand and lifted the cotton hijab with the other hand. It was obvious that the little baby under the hijab had just woken up and was still a little sleepy. However, after seeing the person, he quickly started babbling. got up.
When he saw the little face that looked exactly like his own dog, Lin Sanzhu felt that his heart was about to melt, and his eyes were moistened unconsciously.
He wanted to reach out and hug his grandson, but he quickly took it back, "Grandpa hasn't taken a bath for several days, so don't let your precious little grandson get smoked. By the way, grandpa also brought one to my sweet grandson." There’s a gift.”
With that said, Lin Sanzhu quickly went to dig through the baggage he was carrying.
Then Wu saw that her bad thing actually took out a collar about the same size as a basin from the baggage, and on the collar, which was as thick as a finger, there was also a long life and wealth necklace the size of an adult's hand hanging on it. Lock.
Seeing everyone in the room looking at them like fools, Lin Yuanfeng and Lin Yuansong hurriedly turned their heads away to show that they couldn't stop their third uncle from buying the gold lock. At that time, they also thought the collar was too big. With.
Feng snickered in her heart, Bao'er was so good at shopping.
As for Wu, if several juniors hadn't been there, she felt that she would have couldn't help but slap him.
What a terrible thing. This is not a gold necklace for little Mao Tou. It’s so heavy that even an adult’s neck can’t bear it.
Lin Sanzhu was not stupid. Who stipulated that the gold lock must be hung around the neck? In a wealthy family, it was just a body saved for the children.
"Thank you, father-in-law."
Zhong Yurou took over the gold necklace for her son. After taking it, she felt that it was quite heavy. She thought to herself, maybe there are more than a dozen taels, right?
"Mom, this is the money from this sale, as well as the money from selling persimmons. They are all here. The cost of hiring the escort and carriage has been settled by my son. Well, there are 4,230 taels left here. , Mom, please count them.”
After handing all the banknotes in the wallet to Wu, Lin Sanzhu talked about going to the Qin Mansion again, "Yuan Qiu, before leaving the capital, dad specially sent some persimmons to your teacher. By the way, there are also I also got some from your mother-in-law’s place.”
Lin Yuanqiu nodded. The teacher had a special liking for persimmons. Originally, he was thinking about asking someone to take some back to Beijing, but he couldn't find anyone to help him, so he didn't need to worry about it now.
After everyone went back to their rooms, Wu quickly took out the wooden box and put today's banknotes in it.
Seeing that the banknotes in the box were getting thicker, Mrs. Wu was indescribably excited. Seeing her old man looking at the inside of the box, Mrs. Wu couldn't help but said, "Including what Sanwa brought back today, Our family has almost more than nine thousand taels of silver."
Well, Old Lintou nodded, "Just put it away."
A few days ago, his grandson told him that his family could only do money-making business like this for three years at most, so they probably only have these few years to save money.
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After entering the twelfth lunar month, the weather became colder and colder.
At the request of Lord Zhizhou, all the villagers moved to Yongning City.
In fact, there is no need for Mr. Zhizhou to say anything. This is what the villagers originally planned. Anyway, there is no work to do in the fields in the winter. Moreover, they have to guard against the Shanrong people, so no villagers are still willing to stay in the village at this time. of.
So, for several days, the village road was full of villagers carrying firewood, rolling up their bedclothes, and hurriedly moving to the city. As for the food at home, after it was harvested from the fields, it was placed in the house in the city.
The same is true in Dinghu County. As early as the beginning of the month, all the villagers moved into the city, including the orphans and widows, and no one was left behind.
The snow in Saibei came earlier than other places. On the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, heavy snow began to fall in the sky, and it continued to fall for the whole day. By the time it got dark, the snow was already deep enough to reach the knees. .
The next day, Lin Yuanqiu issued an order. From today until the end of the first month, the gates of Yongning City and Dinghu County will no longer be open all the time.
During this period, only the guards of the military camp were allowed to come and go freely. If anyone else wanted to go out, they had to report to the government office (county government office).
The common people certainly had no objections to such regulations, and no one went to the government office to report out of the city. It's so nice to stay warm at home in the winter. Why go out to the city? As for visiting relatives, it's even less likely to go out of the city. Whose relatives don't live in the city these days.
Feng's Workshop and Zhou's Workshop have decided to have annual holidays on the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month.
On the holiday day, in addition to settling wages for everyone, the workshop also distributed New Year's goods, each person had ten pounds of flour, five pounds of pork, and a pack of pine nut candies.
When the workers returned home with their New Year's goods, every one of them was beaming with joy.
It's funny to say that there are a few people who obviously live in the east of the city, but they go to the west of the city just to show off their New Year's goods on the street.
However, the shopkeepers and clerks in the shops on both sides of the street were so busy that they had no time to notice them.
You know, the business in the twelfth lunar month of this year is really unexpectedly good for various shops. No, throughout the whole day, the money boxes of the shopkeepers are full of copper plates.
Compared to the capital city, the sealing time of local government offices is a few days earlier.
Yongning Prefecture and Dinghu County both seal on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, and when they open the seal again, it will be the eighth day of the first lunar month.
The imperial court has expressly stated that, except for the part of local tax money that is turned over to the national treasury, the rest is at the discretion of local officials.
This year, the Yamen has received more city tax taels than ever before. Not to mention other merchants, Feng Ji Workshop and Zhou Ji Workshop alone have paid more than 1,000 taels in city taxes in the past few months.
Last month, Lin Yuanqiu used part of it to recruit new soldiers in the military camp, preparing to fill up the missing number of guards as soon as possible.
As for the government office and county government's official holiday today, Lin Yuanqiu was not stingy and distributed new year's goods to all his subordinates. Each person has twenty kilograms of rice and noodles, ten kilograms of pork, and four kilograms of snacks. Finally, a reward of twenty taels of silver was given to everyone, Yan Tongzhi, He Tongpan, and Wang County Chengze each received five taels of silver.
Lin Yuanqiu's move made everyone in the Yamen smile happily, as if today was the Chinese New Year.
Yan Tongzhi and He Tongpan concluded privately that they felt that although they were tired this year, days like this made people live more fulfillingly than ever before.
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In the imperial study room.
Emperor Jingkang was dazed for a moment as he held the folder in his hand. It was actually another report from Luo Wenqing, the prefect of Shizhou.
Emperor Jingkang still remembered Luo Wenqing's last memorial, which reported that the magistrate of Dinghu County was killed by bandits. Now that nearly a year has passed, he doesn't know what he is reporting this time.
Thinking of Duzhi County, Emperor Jingkang quickly remembered Lin Xiuzhuan, and wondered how he was doing as the magistrate of Yongning Prefecture and Dinghu County.
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Chapter 200 Complaint
Emperor Jing Kang opened the memorial and quickly read it carefully.
Perhaps he was affected by the previous incident in Du Zhi County, so when he read the report from Zhi Fu Luo, Emperor Jing Kang made some preparations in his mind.
But no matter how prepared he was, he was shocked by the contents of the memorial.
What does it mean to have ten houses and nine empty houses, with no human beings in sight? Today is not an era of famine and war, so everything is fine. So why is Dinghu County like this?
Emperor Jingkang thought about it carefully and determined that the court had not received any reports of disasters in Saibei and no grain harvest this year. Not even a single local official handed over a brochure about the large number of refugees.
So where have all the villagers gone?
Also, how did Lin Xiuzhuan manage Dinghu County? How could the villages under his jurisdiction have turned into this situation in less than a year?
Emperor Jing Kang really couldn't understand. He rarely made mistakes when looking at people. Based on my understanding of Lin Xiuzuan, such a thing should not happen.
But Emperor Jingkang also knew that the prefect of Shizhou would not send an urgent report for no reason and would say this, so the matter should be close to ten.
Otherwise, it would be the crime of deceiving the emperor.
Emperor Jingkang was puzzled, could it be that Lin Xiuzuan's previous actions, words and deeds were just for fame and reputation? Did he overestimate his ability and mistakenly entrust him with important tasks?
Thinking back to the accounts submitted by the Ministry of Revenue a few days ago, I also specifically looked at the taxes paid to the treasury by Yongning Prefecture and Dinghu County this year. Although it was not much compared with the neighboring counties, it was not less.
At that time, Emperor Jing Kang was still congratulating himself on having hired the right person, and couldn't help but feel a little complacent.
Thinking of this incident now, Emperor Jingkang felt that Lin Xiuzhuan was probably eager to show his merits and specifically levied more taxes on the people.
The more he thought about it, the more likely he felt that this was possible, and Emperor Jing Kang couldn't help but frown.
It can be said that at this time, how much he valued Lin Yuanqiu at the beginning, now how disappointed he was, and even angry.
If this matter is found to be true, I will not be lenient!
The third prince was also in the imperial study, and he came here to report on the sacrificial matters.
There are only a few days left to celebrate the New Year, and every first day of the first lunar month, Emperor Jingkang would go to the Chanfu Temple on the outskirts of the city to offer sacrifices, and then go up to the Big Buddha Tower to offer incense to bring blessings to the Jing Dynasty.
For such a ceremony, preparation in advance is a must. Since the princes came of age, Emperor Jingkang has asked them to participate in the preparations together with officials from the Ministry of Rites.
Last year, it was the second prince who took charge of this matter, so naturally it was the third prince's turn this year.
Hearing his father mention Lin Xiuzan, Li Zhen didn't react for a while, thinking that there seemed to be no Xiuzan named Lin in the Hanlin Academy now.
But soon, he heard his father talk about Dinghu County, and then Li Zhen remembered that there was Lin Xiuzan who was sent to Yongning Prefecture to serve as the prefecture magistrate.
Unexpectedly, my father is still known as Xiuzhuan. This shows how satisfied Lin Xiuzhuan was when he first started teaching classics and history.
But now is not the time to think about this.
After listening to what his father said in the memorial, the third prince also had the same idea, that is, the people must have chosen to leave their hometowns because they couldn't survive.
The root cause of their difficulty is naturally closely related to the governance of their parents.
For example, just like what my father said about arbitrary taxes, otherwise who would leave their hometown and run away while living a good life.
It is a matter of common concern, so naturally it cannot be delayed.
Emperor Jingkang was going to immediately send someone to Dinghu County to verify. If things were true as Magistrate Luo said, the offending officials would be severely punished.
