I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 231 You, I Can't See Through You

It rained all night.

Another squall, another torrential rain.

The rain hit the plantains, and the ground was red.

Waking up in the morning, Zhu Youjian stretched out his hand to wipe his bald head, and sighed secretly: "It's a disaster for the host, and it doesn't work to send a child to the empress..."

The witty nun has already woken up.

However, she was embarrassed to open her eyes.

As a monk, she was punished by the handsome and domineering man she met for the first time, and she was directly rectified in the guest room of the temple. She felt that the crime was serious.

At the same time, he was a little dazed.

What's wrong with her...

Zhu Youjian knew that she had already woken up, but he didn't deliberately tease her. Instead, he got up gently, washed up, walked out of the mountain gate alone, and looked into the distance.

After a night of heavy rain, this area really broke out with flash floods.

However, it was just a flash flood.

There is still a big gap from this Mantou Temple.

"My lord...cough cough, you got up so early." Li Yan came out quietly, looked left and right to see if there was no one there, then looked at 'Master Zhujiao' with eyes full of admiration, and said with a smile:

"This master of witty words, many honored children and scholars in the capital, has traveled countless times, but he has never won a smile from others.

The young master went out and took it directly..."

Zhu Youjian waved his hands and said pretendingly: "A few trivial things are not worth mentioning. Go back and buy a small island in the Taiye Lake area and rebuild a steamed bun nunnery.

This place, my son is going to requisition. "

Li Yan was tongue-tied for a while, before he stammered: "Young master...here, has it been requisitioned?"

I really don't understand the world of the rich.

"Yes, it's requisitioned," Zhu Youjian said thoughtfully, "I want to build a big pond in this place, raise fish, and get some water for people in the capital to drink."

Li Yan: "..."

The brain circuit of this young man with red feet is really unimaginable.

Even if you are the richest owner of Daming now, you can't spend money recklessly like this, right?This is obviously a loser's move...

However, he didn't dare to say anything more.

Facts have proved that this young man with red feet is indeed a genius when it comes to earning money and doing business. Take the 'Daming Royal Bank' as an example, the current daily income from the interest alone is an astronomical figure.

In addition, there are [-] to [-] "imperial projects", although they are still in the investment stage, such as some large-scale water conservancy projects, but in the long run, they will definitely make money.

"This hilly area is surrounded by the remnants of the Yanshan Mountains on all sides. There are two rivers, the Baihe River and the Chaohe River, converging here. It is simply a large natural reservoir."

Zhu Youjian squinted slightly, looked at the vast mountains, and continued: "There was a grassland plague in the capital, many cats and dogs died, and their bodies fell into the well, and the groundwater resources were seriously polluted.

Li Yan, think about it, if there is a mouthful of clean water, would those dignitaries pay for water? "

Li Yan said: "Actually, people don't use the water in the capital."

Zhu Youjian nodded silently.

Those high-ranking officials really don't need to drink dirty water, because they have money and power, and if they want to drink water, they are transported into the city from some mountain springs outside the city...

Uncle, is the life of the rich so willful?
No, my water business is really settled this time!
"It doesn't matter, we can find a way to purify the water here into pure water. Not only will people and animals not get sick after eating it, but it may even cure diseases."

Zhu Youjian murmured and said: "Don't worry about the rest, Li Yan, your main task is to requisition all the land within a radius of a hundred miles.

How much will it cost, just give me a number.

At that time, I will send someone over to take care of this business.

Well, let's set up another company...

What kind of company is it called?Let's call it... Daming Royal Water Supply Company, haha, this name is good and domineering, I think the empress will give me a lot of rewards after listening to it! "

Zhu Youjian laughed out loud when he thought of his pride.

However, the corners of Li Yan's eyes twitched, and he felt a chill down his back.

This young man with red feet... his thinking is very dangerous.

Let the empress know that you are such a prodigal bastard, and you are always playing around in the name of the royal family... Do you want the empress to kill you?

In fact, the idiot emperor really had an idea about opening a water company.

Mainly because he doesn't want to get sick.

The medical treatment in the Ming Dynasty was very developed, and it was not as discredited in the history books of the slaves of later generations. A lot of flowers and plants could not cure an appendicitis.

As far as he knows, the concept of 'medical surgery' has already existed in Taiyuan Hospital...

...,

"The next step is to find a way to prosper in medicine."

"The most urgent task right now is to quickly build the drinking water reservoir in the capital, set up a water supply company, and see if I can make a fortune..."

Zhu Youjian looked into the distance, pondered for a long time, and suddenly ordered: "Li Yan, you can go to land acquisition now.

Remember, don't be afraid to spend money, formulate a land standard, conduct a detailed survey of the three hundred miles in the suburbs of the capital, and divide it into grades.

First-class land, how much to compensate people per acre of land, and second-class land, how much to compensate people, must be sorted out clearly and clearly, and it must not be sloppy.

In this doggy Ming Dynasty, everyone is easy to offend, but the common people must not be offended.

Do you understand?

Don't be reluctant to give up money, this little money, I don't care at all.

However, if you let the common people or the owners of those lands gossip behind your back to save money, I will cut off your kid's balls and feed them to the dogs, do you believe it or not? "

Threatening and joking again, Li Yan felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavy.

Such a waste of money to lose...

This Zhujiao's family property has been ruined, will his family come to him in the future and beat him to death as an 'accomplice of the prodigal'?
He quickly took orders and was about to go to work.

However, Zhu Youjian suddenly called him again: "By the way, Li Yan, don't you want to talk to me, what kind of business do you want to do?

Look at yesterday, it was stormy again, and it was the master of punchlines...

I have worked hard day and night, and I haven't had time to hear about your business yet. "

Li Yan: "..."

Do you still know that you are working day and night?

Come to Mantou Nunnery to burn incense and pray to Buddha, taste a cup of tea from Master Miaoyu, and talk about business matters by the way.

Look, I slept all the hostesses...

Not to mention tasting tea.

This young man with red feet probably even tasted the tea with the master of punchlines, right?Talk about business ass!

"Ahem, it's like this," Li Yan coughed lightly, and said seriously: "Young Master Zhujiao, I have been figuring out recently that I want to organize a singing competition in the capital.

I heard that a man named Li Zicheng held a soaring song contest on Taiwan’s Pengbao Island, attracting many overseas wealthy businessmen, pirates, and wealthy sons from Fujian, Zhejiang, Songhu, and Songhu to spend money on Taiwan’s Pengbao Island.

I heard that the one mu of land in that place is almost as large as that in the capital.

The young master's industries in the capital are mainly concentrated in water conservancy, firearms, urban construction and money, by the way, there is also kiln business.

So, I wondered if I could expand it further and organize a Biaoge competition once or twice a month in the capital, which would probably bring in a lot of income..."

As Li Yan spoke, his voice sank.

Because, he saw 'Master Zhujiao' frowning slightly, as if he was in deep thought.

"My lord, Xiaosheng doesn't have much experience in business, so I just thought of it, so I just mentioned it casually. If you think it's not good, just scold me a few words..."

Zhu Youjian thought for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

"Li Yan, tell me, boy, why is Li Zicheng's surname Li and your surname Li?"

"In addition, his old boy opened a casino, opened a kiln, speculated on land, and held an overseas singing competition. Do you also feel itchy in your ass?"

"Sometimes, I feel that you and Li Zicheng are a natural couple?"

……

Li Yan swallowed hard, not knowing what to say.

Why did he suddenly feel that the 'Zhujiaozi' in front of him had a cold and biting murderous aura oozing from him?
It feels weird.

But really it's pretty scary.

In other words, does this young man with red feet have an enmity with that man named Li Zicheng?

While Li Yan was thinking wildly, Zhu Youjian urinated directly at the vast mountains in the distance.

The urine shot out three or four steps, which startled Li Yan.

After urinating, Zhu Youjian fastened his trouser belt slowly, reached out and patted Li Yan's shoulder, and said with a gentle smile: "Look, people will get sick if they eat five grains, and they need to pee if they drink too much water.

I actually had an idea for the Biaoge competition you mentioned.

Not right now, though.

You know that there is a severe drought in the north. Many ordinary people are so hungry that they are about to eat shit. If we are well-clothed and well-fed, if we want to live longer, we'd better keep a low profile.

The soaring song contest is a game for the rich.

For ordinary people, spiritual pleasure can only be considered after food and clothing are settled..."

What Zhu Youjian said was so vague that it sounded very lofty.

However, in the end, one word: it can be done, but right now in the capital, it can't be done.

Li Yan nodded silently.

He found that when Mr. Zhujiao patted his shoulder, he silently wiped his clothes with one hand a few times, as if he was a piece of toilet paper...

……

Send Li Yan out to do errands.

Zhu Youjian quietly stood in front of the steamed bun nunnery, and seriously thought about several important issues.

'Is there a prodigal son who is worth making money in the soaring singing competition in the capital? '

'Should this kind of entertainment for the whole people be introduced to the capital?Do you want to write a secret decree to Mao Yuanyi, let him do things in Yan'an Mansion and Qingyang Mansion? '

'Soldiers for all...entertainment for all...'

This kind of thing is either a rich man's game.

Or, is it the spiritual pillar of the poor?
"It's a big production, it's suddenly hi, it's a big production, it's huh!"

Zhu Youjian suddenly sang twice loudly, laughed, turned around and walked into the Mantou Temple, yelling in his mouth: "Master of witty words, my son came up with a very good idea.

Go, go, move, move! "

……

……

A few days later, Mao Yuanyi, who was chatting with Hong Chengchou's old mother at Dong Zhiyuan in Qingyang Mansion, suddenly received a secret letter from the emperor.

"Mao Shatou, I have a few songs, and people have already written the score, you try to let the common people sing it."

"I am a genius. These lyrics are simply shocking. There is no one before or after. You kid is good at fighting, but you have no culture. You have to learn from me. In your spare time, you must read more, sing more, and sing more." Looking for a few wives..."

After reading this nondescript 'secret decree', Mao Yuanyi's face remained unchanged.

There was a burst of laughter in my heart.

Idiot emperor, this is because I miss him and shaved his head.

Speaking of which, the monarch and his ministers haven't seen each other for quite a while, and the two have a good heart, and they really are a match made in heaven...

bah bah bah.

I'm rebelling for you, trying to seduce me back to the capital with a few 'battle songs'?
There are no doors.

"Mr. Mao, have you received a letter from your wife and concubine?" Mrs. Hong, who was grinding beans, asked with a smile.

Mao Yuanyi laughed, and said: "Yes, I rebel and fight all day long, and my wife and children at home can't take care of them. Madam, tell me, what am I trying to do?"

Mrs. Hong: "I can't see through you, nor can I guess.

All in all, even if you say you are rebelling, but the old body does not feel the slightest bit of violence, on the contrary, it is more refreshing than those poor people who claim to be the seeds of scholars.

Mr. Mao Da, you are not simple. "

Mao Yuanyi smiled and said nothing.

It's not that Mao Yuanyi is not simple, it's that the idiot emperor is not simple.

An emperor who turned against himself, is there such an outrageous thing in the world?Mao Yuanyi can figure it out, but from time to time, she always feels a little weird.

"Old Madam Hong, in a few days, after I kill all those prairie jackals, I'm going to beat your son Hong Chengchou."

Mao Yuanyi suddenly laughed and said, "Recently, while I was fighting with grassland jackals and ignoring the governor's yamen of the three sides of Shaanxi, your son Hong Chengchou has jumped a lot.

A few days ago, he actually sent troops to cut off the grain road between Pingliang Mansion and Qingyang Mansion..."

Mrs. Hong shook her head and smiled bitterly, and said: "I don't understand about marching and fighting, but from my current perspective, your land in Yan'an Mansion, Qingyang Mansion, and Pingliang Mansion is a bit small;
The Ming court will not let you go sooner or later.

If the imperial court besieges you with heavy troops, first of all, the food, salaries, ordnance of your three prefectures will be the first big problem. I hope Mr. Mao Da will not take it lightly. "

Mao Yuanyi bowed deeply, cupped his fists and said, "What the old lady taught is true."

Hong Chengchou's old mother, who was born in a poor family, has been grinding tofu for dozens of years and has never studied much, but her talent and intelligence are amazing.

Every time Mao Yuanyi finished a battle and returned to Dong Zhiyuan, he would visit him once.

By the way, chat, relieve boredom, and get along well.

"Mr. Mao Da, I still have one thing to say, when you catch Hong Chengchou, try not to kill him directly, just treat me as a mother, and ask for mercy in advance."

Mrs. Hong said with a smile.

"Well, I won't kill him," Mao Yuanyi also said with a smile: "However, his two dog legs must be discounted.

The old lady may not know something.

That son of yours is quite capable now. In order to encircle and suppress me, the bandit leader, the majestic governor of the three sides of Shaanxi, even borrowed a cavalry force of 3 from a prince on the grassland.

Hey, in a few days, Dong Zhiyuan will be attacked.

He asked someone to bring a letter, saying that he wanted me to treat his old mother better, otherwise, he would slaughter [-] people in Dong Zhiyuan to relieve his hatred..."

(End of this chapter)