Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

Jia Xiaoshe was rather confused, and grabbed his shoulder and whispered, "Is that because the empress and the queen colluded in advance?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Ming Su saw that he couldn't wait for this moment, so he could only explain a few words in his ear, "If Queen Ye is reluctant to part with this middle palace seat, it's normal to make things difficult for your empress. When I say you are stupid, I mean you are too temperamental. Urgent, aren't you already able to put on a show, why don't you care about it?"

"Brother is here, if there is something to pretend, then we don't care about it now?"

"Never mind."

It is not good for a group of smart people to form a group to fight the emperor. If you are not careful, you may destroy the arrangement of another smart person. To do things, you not only need to know each other, but also need to add a little imagination and luck.

Ming Su couldn't help feeling a little bit sympathetic to Emperor Dexi, if he didn't want to be a good emperor, if he had to choose a few, would he die slowly?

Well, he won't die slowly, he is dying now.

Seeing this, the waiter became even more anxious, "Your Highness, you can't just ignore it."

Ming Su raised her hand and signaled the guards to come forward, "Are you from Chaoyang Palace? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"Your Highness rarely goes to Chaoyang Palace, and it's not uncommon for you not to recognize your slaves. I blame the slaves for their poor birth, so I can't show my face in front of the master." When the servant saw the guard, he was trembling with fear, and knelt down, "Your Highness, please forgive me. It's just a messenger, I just wanted to report to the Fourth Highness, but the Fourth Highness sent me to tell you."

Jia Xiaoshe thought that Ming Song was extremely filial and good at acting with patience, and he couldn't bear it with his temper, so he came to Ming Su for help, and he was afraid that if Ming Su didn't go, he would have revenge from now on.

"Brother's eyes are inconvenient, let me go." Jia Xiaoshe said, "Your Majesty will not do anything to me for my father's sake, not to mention that your mother has taken good care of me in recent years, everyone knows."

It was also in the past few years that Concubine Yan let herself go, doing what she wanted, and not using it to hide her secrets, which made Emperor Dexi feel more and more that their mother and son had hidden traitors in their hearts.

"Don't worry about Ming Song." Ming Su's face turned cold, "For fear that he will turn his face, I want you to be wronged, in the next life."

He was really cold-hearted and refused to intervene for a moment, and the little servant also felt chilled and left in despair.

Halfway through the lunch, there was news from Chaoyang Palace that the Empress had consigned Concubine Yan to the position of nobleman, Ming Su was picking fishbone for Jia Xiaoshe, and said without raising his head after hearing this, "Do you know what the reason for the commotion? "

"Your Majesty has favored the maid who is married to the queen. I heard that she is a 21-year-old girl. She was originally going to be released to marry someone. The queen summoned Yan... to greet our empress, and said that she was going to give it to a concubine. The empress was upset and ridiculed Two words about empress virtuousness." Xing'er couldn't utter the words "Yan Guiren", so she slurred them.

"At the age of 21, not only can the queen bring her into the palace, but she can also ask the queen to invite her to be the head of the first palace. It's really amazing." When Ming Su said this, he thought of something, "You and Taoer I'm not too young, so I brought out the younger ones earlier, so I can get married in a beautiful way. Liuli, who used to serve Gun Gun, is now Mrs. Hanlin, and according to her example, I will definitely not treat you badly."

Liuli was loyal to the Rongguo Mansion, and she also took good care of the two brothers Jia She and Jia Zheng. The year Jia Xiaoshe returned to Beijing and entered the palace, the Shi family canceled Liuli's slave status, recognized her goddaughter, and accompanied her. He paid a lot of dowry and married her to his cousin whom he had known since childhood.

Her cousin is also up-to-date. In the second year of his marriage, he passed the second-best Jinshi examination, and now he is an editor in the Imperial Academy, which is considered noble.

Xing'er was not shy, and said with a smile, "I know His Highness is rich, and my slaves are waiting for His Highness's dowry."

"I don't have any money, but your young master has money, don't you?" Ming Su cleaned up the fishbone, mixed a bowl of rice and pushed it to him, "Eat."

"I have no money!"

"The sun is coming out of the west?"

There are still times when little Pixiu yells that he has no money.

Jia Xiaoshe thought about the loss-making farm yesterday, and felt very heartbroken, and was so angry that he didn't want to eat anymore. Pixiu doesn't attract money, so it's really worrying.

After two consecutive years of severe drought in summer, the harvest was not very good, and even less game came in.

Once a person has a sense of crisis, he will be motivated. Old Master Shi is recuperating from his illness, so he can only ask Mingjing to discuss it. Poor Mingjing doesn't even have a property in his hand, and has to be flaunted by a half-grown child.

"You've earned a lot of money just by selling paintings and writing books, and you still want to keep the money." Mingjing was shocked by his self-motivation, "If you are really short of money, I will lend you some first."

"You don't understand." Jia Xiaoshe spread out a piece of paper, which was a plan he had carefully considered many times during this period, "Last time when the scholar rebelled because of the Kong family, it can be seen that poor scholars with nothing to do in the capital are really There are quite a lot of them, and occasionally I listen to a sentence or two, which is quite literary. I thought, instead of just buying goods and earning some scattered money, it is better to open a few bookstores, one is to sell books, we can get them But they are all very well printed, which is not as good as outside, and the second is that poor scholars are invited to write the scripts, and we print and sell them ourselves."

Pixiu Gun is no longer willing to be a middleman who earns the price difference

Intermediary business, want to start a business.

"Sell it to the palace?"

"Why are you so stupid." Jia Xiaoshe finally got the suppression of IQ, "Sell outside, you can even sell outside the capital. Of course, there must be stories outside the capital. But, we are under the feet of the emperor. Ah, there must be many people who are curious about the love story of the county king, and the royal secret... oh!"

Mingjing covered the little ancestor's mouth and growled in a low voice, "I know what you mean, don't pour everything out."

Jia Xiaoshe was so bad that he waved the paper in his hand rustling, causing Ming Su to look over, implying that Mingjing was bullying him.

"Your Majesty." Ming Su's expression was indifferent, but Ming Jing didn't dare to start again. He thought that he was really a little ancestor, and let go of his hand and said angrily, "Little villain. Then how are you going to transport the things out? Find your father In the eight hundred miles of the army, hurry up?"

The little rascal looked at him contemptuously, "The Emperor Merchant has delivered the goods to the capital, and the horses and horses are not allowed to go back? The thieves are still empty. In recent years, the Emperor Merchant has been working hard to earn some hard-earned money. Once the capital becomes popular, Can they not be tempted?"

Mingjing was not ashamed to ask, "Then how can I become popular?"

In fact, he also wanted to ask what to do if someone bought your book and went back to pirate it.

But if it will appear that he is particularly stupid, don't ask.

Jia Xiaoshe chuckled, and lay down on the table, leaning towards him, "Your Highness, I need your help, I'll treat you to dinner then."

"Why don't you tell me to share it with me?"

"If it's not inconvenient for me to go out, I'll come here by myself, just tell me, you can do it or not." Jia Xiaoshe said and looked directly at Ming Su.

Mingjing poked him on the forehead, resentful and loving, "Okay, tell me what to do."

Jia Xiaoshe explained to him the steps in the plan one by one, "You are knowledgeable, read a few more copies of the manuscripts you write, and then print the good ones, so that they can write in an easy-to-understand and fascinating way."

"I'll give you the pen, and you write."

"I don't know how to write. The old master taught me, and I specialize in art." Jia Xiaoshe said and took out another piece of paper, "I have done all the budget, and you can discuss with me when you are optimistic about the location. As for the paper , ink board, etc., I have checked them all, so don’t make people fool you.”

Mingjing said, "Where did you check?"

Jia Xiaoshe raised his hand and pinched him into a duck's mouth, "I haven't finished speaking, you are not allowed to interrupt. There is an imperial merchant named Zhen in Jinling. They have a good relationship with the teacher and can cooperate with each other. Jianyinfang and Bookstore I've left everything to them, but you have to ask your people to keep an eye on it, and you should be loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and don't be too strict, so as not to make people unhappy."

Mingjing couldn't speak, so she could only nod desperately, and then Jia Xiaoshe let go of her hand, "It seems that you have worked hard, why don't you invest in the shares? I gave 10% of the principal to the Zhen family, Your Highness, I'll give you one and a half. Just give me [-] taels."

"Are you in the business of selling books? What kind of book costs 100 million taels, so you can fool me."

"You don't understand." Jia Xiaoshe said, "Let's just put it this way, take out your principal and collect it first, and ask me if it's not enough."

Including the money from Zhen's family, 10,000+ would be enough to open a few bookstores, so Ming Jing turned her eyes to Ming Su, "You still don't care?"

Jia Xiaoshe slapped the table seriously, "You don't understand, can a person like us open a bookstore and sell only the short story books printed by himself? Don't we also have a collection of classics and history? There are also some ancient books and paintings that support the scene. Sell ​​some high-quality four treasures of the study, ask yourself, how much is the pen, ink, paper and inkstone you use? How much can it add up to 10 taels?"

As he spoke, he also pointed out, "The orchid book in my brother's hand is hard to find in the world. It can be sold for more than 1 taels. If you buy 10 taels, you won't be able to buy a few copies. Why don't you have to ask me for it?" Money. Just say it, am I right?"

Mingjing was almost limped by him, she gritted her teeth at the last moment, "I have no money."

"If you don't have any money, you can get a book in return. I remember this mountain man who wrote the orchid spectrum, and there is also a book of Jiangliuzhi, which can be called the Annotation of the Water Classics of the World. If your highness has it, you can exchange it." Jia Xiaoshe said with a smile, "I can always It's worth ten or twenty thousand."

Ming Su watched him lie to Mingjing calmly, Mingjing was already dizzy, and immediately decided, "It seems that there is such a book, okay, I'll give it to you. Ten thousand won't work, I want twenty thousand."

Jia Xiaoshe sticks out his tongue towards Ming Su, his eyes are as transparent as colored glaze under the sunlight, and the color is lighter than that of ordinary people, the fundus of his eyes is slightly golden, it's hard to notice unless you look carefully.

His pixiu consciousness is suppressed by Emperor Star's celestial essence, and he has not yet fully recovered, his pupils will turn golden from time to time, Ming Su sometimes sees it at night, and feels like a cat.

Mr. Zhen is still so knowledgeable about current affairs, he personally manages the bookstore's affairs inside and out, and seeing that it can be opened for business, a heavy snow has blocked the little Pixiu's way of making money.

It should have been said that the auspicious snow heralds a good year, but the snow became heavier and heavier, and eventually led to a disaster.

Jia Xiaoshe thinks that those scholars are also idle when they are idle, and let them distribute their New Year's stories everywhere, but they are mixed with the subjugation memes carefully written by the staff of the Rongguo government, similar to the words that the emperor is not benevolent, and disasters continue for years.

For a while, people in the capital panicked.

The author has something to say: Thank you xueyelaingyi for the landmine =3=

Finally started the main line of making money.

Mingjing: I'll be an editor in the future, right?