Honghui is reborn in Legend of Zhen Huan, I will protect my mother

The banknotes have been handed to Honghui, and it is not right for him to accept them, nor is it right for him to refuse them!

He looked helplessly in the direction of Ama and gave him a questioning look.

Yinzhen nodded imperceptibly. How could he refuse the silver that was delivered to his door? Refusing it would be a loss of face for his ninth brother! Besides, it was not the first time, and he could not let his eldest son work hard in vain!

Honghui accepted it and said at the end, "Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Jiu. I am very grateful to you."

As for Yinzhen himself, he just kept smiling as the father and son quarreled in front of him, without showing the slightest sign of abnormality.

Money makes the world go round, and only silver is real! A unique business is really easy to do, and there is no need to spend as much effort as before, and it is often reported that it competes with the people for profits, so what does the mortal enemy Lao Si mean? The most important thing is to build a good relationship with Honghui, the "confidant"!

As for what the eighth brother said, "A tiger father will have a dog son. If someone shows kindness to you without any reason, there may be something fishy going on," Yinzhen did not take it to heart. The fourth brother is the fourth brother, and Honghui is Honghui. How can the two be confused?

Furthermore, the fourth brother was a bit pedantic and rigid. He could be said to be scheming, but he could barely touch upon the edge. But as for cunning? Well, he couldn't speak nonsense against his conscience!

Honghui's nephew is even more clever and smart. He admires his uncle's talent and never follows the crowd and disdains business. Not only that, Honghui is also thinking about his uncle. Those prescriptions are both accidental and deliberate. If the nephew didn't keep him in mind, how could he be so smart?

There are countless interesting stories in ancient books, but I haven't seen anyone figure out any recipes to make money? It's very obvious whether you are serious or not!

People in this world are ignorant and look down upon business. Among the four classes of scholars, farmers, artisans and merchants, merchants are ranked last!

Yinzhen has lived for so many years, but he has never met someone who understands him so well. Nephew Honghui is the first one! Even his eighth brother is so close to him and often advises him to study hard. His tenth brother also advised him a few times, but he has not advised him again in recent years!

Yes, he is knowledgeable and talented, proficient in both civil and military strategies, but he just loves to make money, and he cannot change his natural preference, so having one confidant in life is enough!

Yinlang was still lost in thought, and Yinzhen just glared at him with disdain, "Ninth brother, do you have anything else to say?" If you have nothing to say, just leave here.

Yinzhen frowned and twitched his lips. Why are they so unwelcoming? Everyone knows what Fourth Brother Sima Zhao is thinking, but he just doesn't agree with Fourth Brother!

"Fourth brother, go do your work. I, your younger brother, and nephew Honghui still have something to say."

After saying this, he hugged Honghui and walked out, "Come on, let's go to your study and talk with Uncle Jiu in detail. We won't disturb your father from handling official business..."

When he left, he was still thinking, "My Eighth Brother, you are worrying too much!" If Fourth Brother really wanted to win him over, why would he dislike him so much? Fourth Brother almost asked someone to kick him out! Conspiracy? That's impossible! Hundreds of thousands of taels of silver were given away just to frame a bald prince like him? Fourth Brother is not a fool!

The corners of Yinzhen's mouth drooped, his brows knitted tightly, forming a deep "chuan" character, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Come back to me!"

Unfortunately, it was in vain!

Yinzhen just pretended not to hear and even quickened his pace. He thought, who wants to stay and listen to your lecture? It would be better to discuss scientific knowledge with nephew Honghui!

Honghui turned his head back, but was pushed out. Even if he wanted to stop, he couldn't. How could a child's strength compete with that of a young man in his twenties?

Looking at the gradually receding figures of his ninth brother and eldest son, Yinzhen angrily pounded the desk with his fist, muttering, "It's so infuriating..."

Su Peisheng heard the noise and came in to take a look. He saw his own prince walking around the desk in circles, turning the jade ring on his hand. It was obvious that he was extremely angry!

"Lord Beile, please calm down. The Ninth Prince is not being polite to you. Please don't get sick from being angry!" This is not the first time. Every time the Ninth Prince comes, Lord Beile gets angry. He has become accustomed to it.

With the ladder, Yinzhen slowly calmed down! Doesn't he know who his ninth brother is? Instead of expecting his ninth brother to be sensible, it would be better for him to cultivate himself, so that he won't really get angry and hurt himself.

"Okay, you go down first, and then go and bring some tea and snacks to the Ninth Prince and Honghui Prince. Don't worry about the rest."

Again, this is not the first time! Yinzhen had figured it out long ago. No matter how the eldest son became friends with the ninth brother, this was ultimately a good thing.

He, the fourth prince, was aloof and did not socialize with the ministers, clan members, or princes, thoroughly implementing the strategy of keeping a low profile. But the eldest son was different. No matter how close a grandson was to his uncles, he would not stand out. It was a pity that that person could be the ninth brother.

The ninth brother had never been close to him, as he was the eighth brother's man. Yinzhen could not understand why the ninth brother could be close to his eldest son who was only five years old.

But it doesn't matter if he can't figure it out. He only knows that with the eldest son standing in the middle, there is a crack in the relationship between the eighth and ninth brothers. Can the eighth brother, who seems gentle and generous but is actually inferior and arrogant, tolerate the ninth brother having a friendship with the Fourth Prince's Mansion?

Even if Yinzhen was not very smart, he could see that his eldest son seemed to be half deliberately and half sincerely making friends with his ninth brother. After all, the eldest son would not be so distant towards people who were really close to him, such as his thirteenth and fourteenth brothers!

Well, just let nature take its course and let the eldest son do what he wants!

Yinzhen's guess was correct, Honghui didn't need him to worry.

After entering the study, the uncle and nephew sat down to talk. Behind them were hundreds of Western books and ancient books, such as "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature", "Lu Ban's Classic of Lu Ban", "Kao Gong Ji", "Mengxi Bitan", "Principles of Geometry", "The Exploitation of Principles", "A Brief Introduction to Physics", "Optics", etc. They had been collected after a long period of searching and were very valuable!

"Uncle Jiu, you must have come up with some results from your experiment, right?"

Yinzhen raised the corner of his mouth half proudly and half happily: "There have been some results, come and see." As he spoke, he took out a small square box from his purse and handed it to Honghui.

It looked like soap, wasn't it? At my eldest sister's first birthday party last month, Uncle Nine mentioned that the development of foreign goods had come to a standstill, and no missionary was willing to work for him.

Thinking of what Uncle Jiu once said, "Uncle Jiu, I have seen through everything. Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts. No Westerner can be trusted! I have asked people to search for Western books and skilled craftsmen everywhere. By chance, I found some records about soap on a torn page. Now the craftsmen are working on it carefully!" Honghui still remembers it vividly.