After eating and drinking, Li Qing told Shen Xin about the business situation in the north.
When it comes to business, Li Qing is naturally not as good as Shen Xin, but his vision for political excellence and the advanced ideas of later generations are not comparable to Shen Xin. Occasionally one or two of the bad theories of later generations can make Shen Xin His eyes lit up.
Under Li Qing's slightly exaggerated description, Shen Xin seemed to see a golden mountain waving to him.
The two of them chatted more and more happily. After drinking wine and tea, Li Qing didn't leave Shen's house until late in the evening.
Everything that needs to be done has been done. Next, we will wait for Shen Xin to withdraw the funds, and then go to the north to create greater glory.
The previous template of throwing money at the market can be replicated. This has been tested by the market. With Shen Xin's business talent, there is no possibility of cheating.
The only thing Li Qing has to do is strengthen his confidence.
Businessmen are profit-seeking. As long as they believe they can make money, Shen Xin can't help but work hard.
However, Li Qing is not blindly painting cakes. Although the court has not paid anything, it is true that... it can make money!
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When we got home, it was already dark.
The old man went to bed early, and Zhu Qizhen's family also returned to their yard. In the living room in the front yard, only Zhu Gaoxu and his grandson were left talking. gòйЪ.ōΓg
Seeing Li Qing come back, Zhu Gaoxu smiled and said: "You're here just in time, let's kill a round."
"You can also play Go?" Li Qing was surprised. Unexpectedly, Hanhan also played elegantly.
"Uh... isn't this to use your brain more to prevent stupidity?" Zhu Gaoxu said sarcastically, "Go is too brain-consuming. Let's play chess. Jin'er, go get my chess."
"Yes." Zhu Qijin stood up, saluted Li Qing, and exited the living room.
Li Qing glanced at the young man's back, then turned around and said, "By the way, I forgot to ask you something. Does your grandson know the details?"
"Look at what you said, of course he knows." Zhu Gaoxu said speechlessly, "I can't say that when I die, there won't be any descendants to see me off, right?"
"That's true." Li Qing nodded slightly, "But...what is the situation of your lineage in Jiaozhi?"
"It's much better now than before. There are basically no opponents." Zhu Gaoxu said with a smile, "Practice is, have you forgotten the theory you proposed at the beginning?"
"This is the best," Li Qing said happily, and then said: "By the way, I have said something ugly before, it is no problem for you to return to your roots and bury the imperial mausoleum, but your son, your grandson..."
"They will not come back." Zhu Gaoxu sighed: "They are different from me. After so many years, they have become accustomed to life there, and their children and grandchildren are all there, and I... I am the same, but I am too obsessed. "
"I understand." Li Qing smiled, "Are you used to it?"
Zhu Gaoxu hesitated and smiled bitterly: "I was really not used to it in the first few days, but now it's much better. For me, this is my hometown."
After a pause, he sighed: "However, if this situation continues, my lineage will one day be assimilated by Jiaozhi and become an out-and-out Jiaozhi person. I am afraid that I will not be able to work for the Ming Dynasty in the long run."
"It doesn't matter, nothing in the world is permanent," Li Qing chuckled, "This is already good, how can we let Daming get all the benefits?"
"Ang, that's right." Zhu Gaoxu said dullly, "I'm just giving you a warning. As for what to do, I can't control you."
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Fetch chess and play chess between two people.
The two chatted while talking, but Zhu Gaoxu was mostly talking. As people get older, they inevitably like to remember the past and talk more.
Li Qing only acted as a listener, occasionally adding a sentence or two. In fact... he also liked to remember the past.
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A relaxed and comfortable life without memory anchors, so it feels like it goes by very quickly.
In the blink of an eye, autumn has passed and winter has come.
For such a long time, Li Qing only remembered to eat mooncakes.
Jinling is a little better this year. The temperature hasn't dropped very much. The first snow hasn't fallen yet. It rains occasionally, but mostly it's sunny.
The weather is very comfortable like this. I can lean on the deck chair in the courtyard in the afternoon, squint my eyes and bask in the sun, and take a nap when I feel sleepy. It is so comfortable that my bones are soft.
However, people are comfortable, but the crops in the fields are suffering. This year's grain output will definitely drop a lot.
Fortunately, it wasn't too bad. There was a heavy snowfall on the eve of the winter solstice. When I woke up the next day, it was all over my ankles.
It was a cold day, and Li Qing was too lazy to move, but under the pressure of the little old man, he went to prepare the dumpling fillings, and then invited everyone to make dumplings together.
However, when it comes to eating, everyone can eat, but when it comes to working, not many people are happy.
Zhu Gaoxu: "Is it reasonable to ask an eighty-year-old man to make dumplings?"
Zhu Qizhen: "Sir, you know that I am terrible at making noodles and cannot do this technical job."
Zhu Wanqing: "Uncle Li, I'm still a child."
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It has to be said that there are not many good people named Zhu, especially the three in front of him; but Li Qing is not that easy to talk to, except for the old one and the younger one, and he will catch the middle one and beat him up.
There was a charcoal pot burning in the room, which was very warm. A group of people were staggering around, playing chess and chatting, but Qian was diligent and helped a lot.
Dumplings were eaten during the Winter Solstice, but Li Qing wanted to eat hot pot more, so he decided to eat hot pot dumplings instead.
Qian's mother and daughter sat at a table, and a group of senior men sat at a table, eating, drinking, bragging, and having a great show of father-in-law and grandson bowing their heads. The winter solstice passed like this.
Zhu Gaoxu is getting old after all. As the temperature gradually drops, he goes out less and less often. He stays in the heated room all day and rarely shows his face.
Li Qing went to see him every day and gave him some medicine to recuperate and prolong his life.
"Hanhan, it's time to drink medicine." Li Qing delivers medicine every day.
Older people, especially those whose death is not far away, are most afraid of winter and the cold, so they must take precautions against it.
"Didn't you just drink it yesterday?" Zhu Gaoxu said in a muffled voice, "If you feel sore, don't drink it."
"You still have a temper?" Li Qing sneered and asked: "You also ate yesterday, why are you eating today? Stop talking nonsense and drink quickly!"
Lee Sin snorted, "I don't want my vacation to end early."
"...I've taken it from you." Zhu Gaoxu reluctantly took the medicine bowl, held his nose with one hand, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and took a sip, all in one go.
Then he started rummaging around.
"What are you looking for?"
"sugar."
"...I've prepared it for you." Li Qing said amusedly, "You are so old, but you are still so squeamish. You still have to eat candy to drink medicine."
"I've been like this since I was a child. Every time..." He stopped, took the candy and put it in his mouth, savoring the sweetness.
Li Qing knew that he should be thinking of Xiaopang.
I recall that year, Zhu Di was still King of Yan, and that year, the three brothers were still children. That year, he was ordered to supervise Zhu Di. King Yan's family was constantly noisy, but they could barely be called fathers, sons, filial piety, brothers, friends, and brothers.
Noisy and noisy, noisy and noisy, brothers are very close when encountering problems.
It wasn't until Zhu Di became emperor that all this changed. At the same time, it also changed the fate of the three brothers.
Little Fatty had a good life but also a bad life. He left early.
King Zhao was the smartest and most obedient. He recognized the reality and lived a good life. However, he did not live long and passed away in the sixth year of Xuande.
On the other hand, Zhu Gaoxu, a naive, naive and reckless person, lived long enough.
It’s the New Year and I’m already eighty-one.
"When will you return to Beijing?" Zhu Gaoxu asked.
"After the New Year, around the beginning of February." Li Qing said, "It may be earlier or later. It depends on Shen Xin."
Zhu Gaoxu was puzzled: "I'm just a businessman. Is he worthy of your attention?"
"He is not an ordinary businessman, and you must not underestimate businessmen." Li Qing sighed: "Scholars, farmers, industry, and businessmen; businessmen have a low status, but they play a very important role in the country and the common people. , blindly suppressing businessmen will only be counterproductive."
"I'm not the emperor, why are you telling me this?" Zhu Gaoxu said dullly, "After all...it's a grandson, are you really sure?"
"I will definitely do what I promised you." Li Qing smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will bury you in the imperial mausoleum regardless of whether he agrees or not."
"I...I want to be buried near Changling." Zhu Gaoxu said.
Li Qing nodded: "I will tell the emperor, and he will agree, but this kind of thing cannot be made public."
"I don't care about this." Zhu Gaoxu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Anyway...as soon as possible, you go urge the businessman, and we will go there after the New Year."
Li Qing was silent for a moment, "Okay!"
