This young man's clothes are not flashy, but they are very decent, and there are no patches. It is obvious that his family is well off.
He stood still, looking up at the courtyard wall in a daze, unaware that someone around him was looking at him.
"Hey, what are you looking at?"
The young man was excited and turned his head to look at Li Qing, seeming a little angry.
Li Qing asked curiously: "What are you doing standing here stupidly?"
The young man was not old, but he was somewhat mature. He turned his head and hummed softly: "The road belongs to the public, am I bothering you here?"
"Heh," Li Qing smiled, cleared his throat and said, "This is the door to my house, please give way."
"This is your home?" The young man was slightly surprised, and then said: "Then can you take me to your home to sit down?"
"cannot!"
"Why?"
"You are not polite." Li Qing rolled his eyes.
The young man was confused and frowned and said, "Why am I not polite? I don't seem to have affected others?"
"...I'm too lazy to tell you. I'm going home. Please leave."
The young man became even more confused, "You can just go home if you want. Why do you have to let me leave?"
After a pause, he seemed to understand something, and retreated to the opposite corner, then moved to the side and said, "This is not the door to your house anymore, right?"
Li Qing: "..."
He didn't have the key, so he couldn't jump over the courtyard wall in front of this young man.
Li Qing was helpless, rolled his eyes, and said suspiciously: "You are not a thief, are you here to step on something?"
"You..." the young man became angry, "Don't spit on others with blood."
"Then what are you doing standing in front of my house?"
"Here," the young man pointed to his feet and said one word at a time, "This is not the door to your home."
Li Qing was a little annoyed. If it weren't for his young age, he would have punched the boy unconscious.
Jumping over the courtyard wall in broad daylight would have a really bad impact on people seeing it. It is inevitable that this young man would publicize it and even report it to the official.
Even though he only spoke a few words, Li Qing could already tell that this was a rebellious young man.
He is also a rebellious young man from a good family.
In this case, the stronger you are, the more he will resist.
Li Qing simply stopped talking to him and walked to the young man's side, following his gaze.
The young man didn't say anything, as if the old monk was in trance, and was not affected by him at all.
After a while, Li Qing said in surprise: "Are you looking at...those bamboos?"
The young man was a little helpless, "Don't you want to go home?"
"What's so interesting about bamboo?" Li Qing found it interesting.
"This has nothing to do with you, right?"
"What you are looking at is my bamboo." Li Qing said.
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"It's already noon, let's go home and have dinner," Li Qing said, "If you like it, I'll chop two of them for you later."
"It can't be done." The young man turned around and said seriously: "Everything is reasonable. It is living well, but you cut it down because of me. This is unreasonable."
Li Qing was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "I can't tell, you are quite reasonable."
"This is natural." The young man said calmly, then turned around and continued to look at Qingzhu.
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded:
"Guizi, if you don't study hard at home, why are you running around?"
After some distance, the middle-aged man had begun to roll up his sleeves. Then he saw Li Qing's eyes moving towards him. The middle-aged man seemed to have lost some of his anger and became more polite.
"My son, come home quickly with your father."
"I'm not hungry." The young man was unmoved, "Father, you don't have to worry about me."
The middle-aged man had veins popping out on his forehead, but he endured it. It seemed that because Li Qing was nearby, he did not get angry immediately. He walked forward slowly and repeated: "My son, please go home with your father."
The tone was... threatening.
However, the young man remained indifferent, shook his head and said, "Father, I'm really not hungry."
Li Qing was surprised. The middle-aged man obviously came from a well-off scholarly family. People in this kind of family were very strict in educating their children. Under normal circumstances, children respected and feared their elders, and there was no such thing as rebellion.
But this young man... is really rare.
Li Qing could imagine that in future generations, this young man would be a big naughty kid.
Fortunately, etiquette is the most important thing in this era. Although the young man is rebellious, he is also reasonable.
You must be reasonable even when cutting bamboo!
It's really interesting... Li Qing cupped his hands and said, "Brother, your accent doesn't sound like a native of the capital?"
The middle-aged man returned the favor hurriedly, "I am originally from Zhejiang. I moved to the capital in recent years. My dog is naughty and makes me laugh."
Li Qing chuckled and shook his head: "Your Majesty is honest and kind, and will definitely achieve great success in the future."
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, turned to look at the young man, calmed down his mood, and said, "Xiao Yun, go back with your father. Sir is still waiting."
"Father, he doesn't want to listen to his lecture."
"Be obedient." The middle-aged man said through gritted teeth.
This gentleman is about to break his guard... Li Qing pushed the young man with his shoulder, "Go back with your father quickly. If you like my bamboo, you can come back tomorrow."
The young man named Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment and said to the middle-aged man: "Father, let's talk first. If he is still pedantic, don't blame me for making him angry."
"You..." The middle-aged man completely lost his elegance and gritted his teeth: "You have already angered three gentlemen, why don't you try to anger him?"
After saying that, he no longer cared about politeness, raised his hand and grabbed the young man's ear: "Are you going back?"
"Hui Hui Hui, it hurts. Father, let go." The young man was rebellious, but not stubborn.
The grinning look at this time was in line with his identity as a young man... Li Qing couldn't help laughing, and helped to persuade: "Listen to father, don't make him angry."
The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly and said, "Young Master is laughing at me. The dog is used to being naughty. It's really... I can't control him without some crude means."
Li Qing smiled and nodded, expressing his understanding: "Go back quickly, Xiaoyun."
"My name is not Xiaoyun. Ouch, it hurts. Father, please be merciful..." The boy's screams for mercy gradually faded away.
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"Huh~ It's time to leave."
Li Qing shook his head in amusement, looked around and saw no one around. He was pulling onions in a dry field, climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the small courtyard.
"Hmm~" Li Qing stretched out and was about to take a nap under the fruit tree. After taking two steps, he paused and turned around to a piece of green bamboo at the courtyard wall.
This bamboo must have been transplanted in its entirety. It is as thick as a rolling pin and grows straight. Although it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is still green and green, which is very pleasant.
It's good-looking.
It's nice to look at, but it won't make a young man forget about food and drink, right?
Li Qing scratched his head and muttered: "There may be something wrong with this young man."
Li Qing came to the couch and lay down, enjoying the cool autumn breeze, and fell asleep quickly.
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'Ta-ta-ta-ta...'
A series of sounds came, and Li Qing woke up quietly. Knowing that Zhu Jianshen was coming, he got up and went to the living room.
After a while, the sound of unlocking was heard.
Then, Zhu Jianshen's voice sounded: "No permission is allowed, no one is allowed to come in."
"yes."
"Squeak~" After the door was opened and then closed again, Zhu Jianshen walked into the small courtyard, looked around, and then walked to the living room.
"Is sir at home?"
He called in advance, the sound was not loud, but it was enough for Li Qing to hear.
"Here you are, come in." Li Qing replied.
The footsteps suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, Zhu Jianshen appeared in Li Qing's field of vision.
"When did you come back, sir?"
"We just arrived in the capital yesterday." Li Qing raised his chin and said, "Sit down."
"Hey." Zhu Jianshen sat down opposite him and asked, "Is North Korea and North Korea all busy?"
"I'm done." Li Qing nodded, "How are the state affairs?"
Zhu Jianshen smiled proudly: "Everything is under control. I will tell you the truth at this stage!"
"Don't be too proud, I'm asking about state affairs." Li Qing couldn't stand his expression and said, "Let me ask you, how has the Ming Dynasty's finance and taxation been in recent years?"
"Does that need to be said?" Zhu Jianshen chuckled and said, "Japan is constantly transporting gold and silver. The national treasury and internal funds are so tight that there is no money to spend..."
He stopped abruptly. He couldn't say this easily.
Li Qing pondered: "What if we abandon the Japanese business?"
"This..." The smile on Zhu Jianshen's face faded a lot, "It has declined a bit. There have been more natural disasters in the past two years. There are always severe droughts in He...nan, Shandong, and Hebei provinces. I exempted the disaster-stricken areas from taxes and spent a lot of money on disaster relief, but isn’t this because of Japan’s trade?”
Li Qing sighed and asked, "What about maritime trade?"
"Well... profits have also declined." Speaking of this, Zhu Jianshen's expression also became serious, "The decline in profits is reasonable. As trade continues to advance, the scarcity of Ming products gradually decreases, and the decrease in profits is reasonable. The issue is……"
Zhu Jianshen smiled bitterly and said: "The sales volume is not as good as before. The rich gentry are short-sighted and will sell as long as they can make a profit. As a result, the amount of imperial trade continues to decline..."
He was a little angry: "I really want to completely shut down private maritime trade, just like in Japan, where everything is in the hands of the imperial court."
"This is absolutely impossible." Li Qing shook his head, "You must do it to benefit the people. Otherwise, no matter how powerful you are, you will still cause trouble."
"Sigh... What I'm worried about is that if things continue like this, we will eventually bid farewell to the era when Ming Dynasty products had no worries about selling." Zhu Jianshen was worried and confused, "Sir, you have been overseas, why do you think this is?"
Li Qing sighed: "Why else? Due to the influence of climate, the harvest has been reduced and people have become poorer."
"Climate...is there a severe drought overseas?" Zhu Jianshen was surprised.
"...It's not entirely a drought, to be precise, it's cold." Li Qing said, "Don't you think the climate has gotten colder?"óΠъ.oяＧ
Zhu Jianshen was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Do you feel this way too?"
"It's not that I have it, but it's a fact." Li Qing said bitterly, "It gets colder as time goes by."
"ah?"
Zhu Jianshen sat up in shock, "Sir, you... are you a bit alarmist?"
"There is a saying in the Book of Shang: Three years of abundance, three years of poverty, six years of minor disasters, and twelve years of major disasters. Celestial phenomena are ever-changing, good and bad. How can it continue to be bad?"
Zhu Jianshen was skeptical of Li Qing's statement. In his opinion, this was a normal change in the sky, and it would be fine after a few years.
Li Qing was silent for a moment and said, "Do you know what Xiao Glacier is?"
