Beijing Weiyuan Houfu.

"Six Ye, the letter from Zhangzhou!"

Zeng Shaoqing, who took a large number of goods and rushed back to the capital from Zhangzhou, finally caught up with the old father and the older brother, and they went to see him again before they left. It is necessary to find Yan Ruiru as soon as possible. Otherwise, the court and the border will be inevitable. There will be changes, some things, Yan Ruirui is not obvious at the time, but once he disappears, the ugliness hidden under the appearance will slowly appear in the original form, and now the reason is not chaotic, completely because the Holy Order personally ordered the blockade of Yan Ruirui’s disappearance. The news, knowing that he was missing, only his personal guards and Zenghoufu, as well as the emperor’s people, in case one day is exposed, not only the enemy’s congress, but the few restless emperors may also pick Civil strife.

Therefore, Zeng Shaoqing has successively issued several orders, so that even if he is to turn over Zhangzhou, he must find out Yan Ruirui, but the reality is not optimistic. So far, no good news has been received.

Hearing the letter from Zhangzhou, Zeng Shaoqing, who leaned back on the recliner and closed his eyes, reached out and waited for the green woman on the side to take the letter and hand it to him. He opened his eyes and looked at the special lacquer on Xinyuan. The fundus quickly slipped through a disappointment. If it was Yan Ruirui's news, the paint on the envelope must be a special seal of the palace or his personal guard.

"Oh... this Ling Jingxuan is an interesting one."

Looking at the contents of the letter, Zeng Shaoqing turned over and sat up. The letter was sent by the general shopkeeper of Zhangzhou. The content was written by Zhang Zhang, the town of Datong. The approximate meaning is that Ling Jingxuan provided several novel menus for them. A few days ago, the shopkeeper wanted to give him a silver buyout. Who knows that he doesn’t want money, but the lion’s big mouth is raised. All the menus he offers, and the vegetables he sells, must extract 20% of the profits. And he also promised that he can give them one or two new menus every month in the future. This is really too big. Don't say that the shopkeeper can't do the Lord, even the general treasurer of Zhangzhou can't be the master, and the profit of 20%. It doesn't sound like much. Xinyuan Restaurant is spread all over the whole country. The scattered stores add up to several hundred. The monthly net profit is calculated in thousands of gold. If his recipe is It’s so good, at least one million yuan a year must be divided. If there is no way, the general treasurer of Zhangzhou will send the letter of Zhang’s treasurer to Zeng Shaoqing, and ask him to personally decide.

"Quei Ying, let people check his bottom, the more detailed the better."

This time, the jam and wine that he brought back from Datong Town left a quarter of his own. All the other ones were sent to the palace, and he changed his hand to earn a hundred times. The emperor also rewarded him with a lot of gold and silver jewelry. It turns out that Ling Jingxuan is indeed a talented person. He really wants to cooperate with him to see it.

The man, known as Kui Ying, stepped back and Zeng Shaoqing took the stationery and lay back. The more you look at the above, the more intense the fox's eyes are. Ling Jingxuan, this name has undoubtedly been branded in his mind. .

At this time, he was really leisurely. I don't know if he found out the background of Ling Jingxuan, and therefore he was so calm when he learned the fate of Yan Ruirui.

Lingjia Village, Datong Town.

After paying the jam family, I had a good rest for a day. On the second day, everyone was busy again and again. Because there was no need to catch up with the goods, Ling Jingxuan simply slacked off, and gave the work of making jam to Ling Jingpeng. In contrast, Yan Ruirui also If you don’t go up the mountain, the two will be together in the same day, or simply go to the house of the resignation of the South to accompany the children to study, and the days will be leisurely and sloppy.

"Hey, are we really going to the county? I haven't been to the county town yet, there are some flaws there, is it the same as the town?"

After finishing the class in the afternoon, the little buns asked curiously on Ling Jingxuan’s leg. After two days of playing, Ling Jingxuan told them that they would take them to the county seat. Their emotions have remained in a state of high sorghum, especially a small buns. When you get to the opportunity, you can't stop, as if the people in the county are three-headed and six-armed.

"Oh... ask so much cognac? You won't know when you get there?"

His questions were repeated several times, and he did not know how to answer them.

"But I just want to know soon."

Covering his mouth, the little buns hold his arm and shake it with joy. Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly, reaching out and patting his little buttocks, toward the other side of Yan Ruirui Nunuu: "Go, ask your father to go, you will When I passed the county seat when I was a student, how can I remember so much?"

At the end of each year, almost every student in the town will gather in the county, and the annual child test will be started under the auspices of the county magistrate. The talents who are admitted to the child's life are eligible to participate in the county test in the spring of the next year. In the middle of the show, it is truly a famous scholar. According to Ling Jingxuan’s own understanding, Xiu Cai is a student ID issued by the court to the students of the world. With it, the students who study hard can participate in the triennial autumn. Hey, it’s the same as half-footed into the officialdom. It’s the Enke of Chunyu. Only the talents who are in the ranks of the scholars are real national civil servants. It’s equal to college graduation. The simple conclusion is that Tongsheng is equal to After graduating from modern elementary school, Xiu Cai graduated from high school. He graduated from high school. He graduated from college and graduated from college. The original master was a child at the age of thirteen. At that time, who did not say that he was a Wenquxing? But now Ling Jingxuan is scornful, and the 13-year-old elementary school graduate is the literary star. What about the 12-year-old who went to college? If this is a modern one, let alone a small child, that is, the old show is not a fart.

The little buns turned uncomfortably and turned to Yan Ruirui. The ear was finally cleaned. Ling Jingxuan just wanted to say that he went out and walked around. The corner of his eye was inadvertently swept into the closet, only revealing a small **** with a big bun outside, and the bottom of his eyes could not help but Climb a little curious, and the footsteps unconsciously walked over.

"What are you doing? You rummaging through the cabinet during the day."

"Ah? Hey, scare me, I am looking for a piggy bank that you can help Wang Shu do for us."

Said, Ling Wen really took out a pot-sized piggy bank from the closet, it was Ling Jingxuan specially let Lao Wang give them a fire, three children one by one, the embarrassing pig image is very cute, big belly At least you can install thousands of copper plates. Seeing that he looks like a very difficult look, I must have saved a lot of money?

Out of curiosity, Ling Jingxuan followed him to the small coffee table in the room, only to see Ling Wen carefully put down the piggy bank, buckle the wooden stopper below, and then shake the piggy bank.

"Oh la la la -"

Countless copper coins mixed with silver spindles fell on the coffee table, and soon piled up into a hill, which also included a few silver tickets. Ling Jingxuan probably looked at it, except for the one left after the initial purchase. Zhang Yiqian’s silver ticket, and two hundred and two two and a few dozens of two, plus those silver spindles and copper coins, the coffee table said less than one thousand five hundred and two, for this reason, Ling Jingxuan does not feel ashamed, When did his family save a lot of money?

"Twenty-two? No, it's better to take a few silver spindles. No, no, no, it's not enough. Is it good to bring more money?"

Didn't notice the anomaly of his old man, Ling Wen put a huge piggy bank on the chair next to him, and both hands rummaged through the piles of copper coins, and took a look at the silver ticket for a while. After a while, it was painful to put it back, and repeated it several times. It seemed to whisper something in his mouth. Ling Jingxuan’s strange squat: "You have nothing to do so much money to do it? Isn’t it necessary to be full?"

I remember when he brought the piggy bank back, the buns were excited to say that they would fill it. How long did it take for him to vacate? Is this a bit different from the tricks of his bun?

"Minger went to the county town. I want to buy something, but I put all my money into it. I don't have money if I don't take it from here."

Speaking of this, Ling Wen is also a variety of depression, usually he is full of money to save money, a text is also reluctant to spend, so that only three emergency copper plates in the purse, this does not, I said to take them to the county, he I was in a hurry to turn the piggy bank out.

"Oh... It’s rare that you also want to buy something, buy it, tell you, can I buy it for you?"

The first time I heard that he would actually take the initiative to spend money to buy things, Ling Jingxuan was so eager to sit down on the chair next to him, did his little buns finally have to learn to spend money? Is he going to take the first step in success if he wants to develop them into the second generation?

"Then I am going to do it, I have to buy it with my own money."

Without a good look at him, Ling Wen looked anxiously at the piles of copper coins and silver coins and silver tickets: "Hey, do you say that I am a silver ticket with a dozen or a few silver spindles?"

The big round eyes are full of naked tangles, and I knew that he would first inquire about the price of those things.

"That depends on what you want to buy."

Actually, I still need to use the silver spindle. This is not his style. Ling Jingxuan can't help but be more excited. Does the parents of other people want the child to develop a good habit of saving? Even if it is a wealthy aristocrat, I am afraid that few people want grandchildren to be extravagant. Ling Jingxuan is different. He is eager to spend money on his little buns. Even if he spends all his money, he will look down on it today. It is estimated that there is no one.

"I?? I tell you that you promise not to tell others."

Ling Wen rarely twisted his face, Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and made a gesture that you can say. Just when he was ready to say something to buy something, Yan Ruirui came over with a small steamed buns: "There is nothing wrong with it." Can't tell others? Can we know?"

Sitting down next to Ling Jingxuan, Yan Ruirui put down the little buns, and looked at the coughing copper plate on the coffee table. He heard the conversation and came over. To be honest, he was especially curious about what he wanted to buy.

"Brother, are you taking out the money? We are not saying that we have to save money together. Who is better than seeing who is first?"

Ling Wu’s face is full of doubts, but compared to Ling Wen, he doesn’t care much about money. As for how much money he saved, it’s estimated to be similar to Ling Wen. When Ling Wen surrendered financial power, he’s silver in his hand. Ling Jingxuan did not take back the ticket. Later, he gave Ling Wu the same amount of money in front of him, showing that he did not have any eccentricity on their brothers, and treated them equally. No matter which time they gave them money, the brothers and the irons were the same. And Ling Wu is not the kind of child who will spend money, so his money will never be less than Ling Wen.