cargo system

Chapter 161 The Popularity of Nobility

As the New Year approached, more and more people came to the capital.

By the end of December in the fourth year of Hongtai, Su Huan successfully produced another [-] bicycles, all of which had glass numbers.

The price is not cheap, an average of [-] silver.

This batch is probably purchased by Xungui, who will be sold to other high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the capital.

These several million taels of silver made Su Huan instantly a super rich man with power and background in his hands.

Someone coveted Su Huan's glass manufacturing technology. After careful consideration, he was unwilling to offend the leftist prime minister, so he had to give up.

Capital...

There is a heavy snowstorm in the north, which has crushed many houses. The emperor hastily summoned all his ministers to the palace to discuss.

The snow just stopped in the capital, and the roads were cleared. Many ministers had bicycles at home, but they couldn't ride them, so they had to take a carriage to the palace.

In the whole street, only a few ministers and nobles went out by bicycle.

That is called a card face.

Put the cloak on your shoulders, step faster, the cloak flutters, that is not ordinary handsome.

The other people in the carriage could only be jealous, and they secretly decided to go back and practice cycling.

When they arrived at the palace, the guards only searched them before letting them go. A few riders rode their bikes directly outside the hall, which was very comfortable.

Those who took carriages could only get off and walk.

Horseback riding is not allowed in the palace for fear of disturbing the nobles, and the imperial carriage is a means of transportation that the emperor personally approved for passage in the palace.

After stopping the royal car, Lord Jinghou waited in the main hall.

Before the emperor came, all the officials arrived first, and they were all whispering.

Lord Jing Hou personally introduced the emperor's car everywhere.

"What?" "Your family doesn't have a royal car? Isn't it too backward?"

"Nowadays, we pay attention to fashion. Do you understand fashion? Fashion means advancing with the times, and you can't be stubborn."

"Ridiculous, Lord Jinghou, you are deviant!" A minister pointed to Lord Jinghou's nose.

"Haha, I think you are the one who is deviant. This is a car named after His Majesty himself. You actually call it deviant. I think you are dissatisfied with Your Majesty? Are you planning to rebel?"

"Jing...Jing...Master Jing!! You are too much, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense, it's impossible."

"The heart of the old man can be seen in the heavens and earth, how can you allow you to slander it."

"Then you don't respect Mr. Gongshuzi's knowledge? Thanks to you who still read sage books, you are not even as good as a martial artist like me."

"Jinghou, when you were young, at least you passed the Jinshi exam..."

"I was awarded the title of martial arts. You are not even as good as a martial artist like me. Alas~~~" Jinghou shook his head: "If you don't respect the knowledge of the sages, I really don't know how you became a doctor."

"By the way, your doctor probably bought it, right?"

"Master Jinghou!!! This old man bought it." A certain doctor was furious. "How much silver."

"The cheapest one costs [-] yuan."

"puff!"

"Master Zeng!!!"

"Mr. Zeng, are you okay?" the person next to him shouted.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

"Then I will send someone to deliver the royal chariot to Lord Langzhong's residence later."

Jinghou continued to roam around looking for objects, but Lord Jinghou used this routine for anyone who was old-fashioned. If he was enlightened, he would naturally choose to buy it. Some people still want to buy the top [-] numbers, so the price will be high, so keep going up.

After Emperor Hongtai came, this phenomenon was put to an end.

During the deliberations in the previous court, many officials were absent-minded.

Until the next court, Lord Jing was very happy to ride his beloved bicycle.

Put the cloak on your shoulders, and when you step on it, the cloak flutters.

Those civil servants couldn't understand the arrogance of the military men. In their eyes, even if they bought a bicycle, they should be low-key and plain on the surface.

Wu Fu is Wu Fu, superficial.

Jinghou didn't care, he was a hereditary nobleman, these civil servants couldn't do anything to him, unless he offended the prime minister, his life would be in danger, other people don't have to be afraid.

Lord Jinghou stepped on and stepped on, it was so fun.

He, a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face, behaved so childishly.

Suddenly, he was quickly overtaken by a bicycle next to him.

The man stepped back on the pedal, slammed on the brakes, and with a swipe, stopped the bicycle, and then rode again, keeping the speed at the same speed as Master Jinghou.

"Duke Yan." Lord Jing Hou turned his head.

It's a good ride.

"I thought I was wrong, it really is Jinghou!"

"Yeah, Lord Yan, you also have a royal car?"

Duke Yan nodded. "The one named by His Majesty."

Duke Yan pointed to the scene and saw that a wooden sign in front of the car had a glass number one embedded in it.

"Master Jing, I remember that when you first saw the royal chariot, you said it was useless." Duke Yan probed.

Jinghou Ye suddenly laughed. "My lord, you are kidding me. When have I ever said that he is not good? This royal chariot is more obedient than a horse. It goes east when it wants it and goes west when it wants it. It is the best. It is flexible when riding. Not to mention how comfortable it is. .”

"With this thing, I don't want to ride a horse anymore. How can I say that this imperial chariot is not good."

"is it?"

"Sure, I really admire my nephew's foresight. He can find such a peerless treasure like the Royal Guard Chariot, unlike my rebellious son who can accomplish nothing."

Yan Guo is fair. "Could it be that the old man misremembered?"

"It must be, Yan Guogong, you are a noble person, so it is understandable that you occasionally remember wrongly." Jing Hou looked over. "Mr. Yan, do you want to buy a few more cars for collection?"

"No, I have enough number one for this car."

"Master Guo's words are wrong. You sometimes travel far, but do you still want to ride this No. [-]?" Jing Hou chattered. "Number one like this is priceless. If I have one, it will be stored at home. I will only use it for special occasions. I must ride some ordinary ones."

Yan Guogong was thinking while riding.

"I have ones with a serial number of [-]. The price is a little expensive. If the Duke is not rare, he can buy a serial number of [-] or less. The purity of the glass is almost the same." Seeing that Duke Yan hesitated, Jing Hou hurriedly said what he wanted to say. words thrown out.

"Do you have the goods?" Yan Guogong asked.

"Sure, why don't you visit my house now?"

"Let's agree on the price first. If it's within 4, starting from 500, it's [-] taels. If you subtract one number, you'll get [-] taels. If it's more than [-], if you add one number, you'll get [-] taels off."

"Old Wang, your price is not usually high."

"Master, you are joking, the price is the same outside."

"Let's go."

The two rode side by side.

"Master, I will give you a cloak when you buy a car. With the cloak, ride faster, and you will feel like you are on the battlefield."

"Okay!"

"Go to my house, don't give me money in person, and give it later."

"Yes, I understand. My wife is also in charge of the old man's money every day."

"Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of our girl, I just love her. If she changes her personality and goes to another Marquis's mansion, it's no wonder she won't be divorced."

"Extremely, I'm not afraid of that girl in our family."

The two of them soon arrived at Jinghou Mansion.

Half an hour later, a carriage came and took four bicycles from Jinghou Mansion.

"Thank you, Jinghou."

"Grandpa, you're being polite. You left this with me. Thank you for what you're talking about."

Jinghou and Yan Guogong were blowing to each other at the door.

"Grandpa, come here often when you are free. These younger siblings will keep them safe for you." Jinghou's wife said politely in front of the door.

"Wait a little longer." Yan Guogong left.

(End of this chapter)