Datang New Giants

Chapter 48 Gifting a Horse (Wish Book Friends a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day)

On the carriage, Lu Ting looked at the box in his hand, his eyes lit up.

A man who looked like a housekeeper handed him a box, thinking that Xiaoqiao's maid had deceived him. You must know that the usual money is equivalent to one thousand Wen, and the weight is about six catties. The maid arranged the carriage for herself just to get money, but she didn't expect there was only a small box that was a bit heavy, but when she opened it and found that it was filled with gold and silver, she was satisfied and grateful at the same time.

There are several gold leaves in the box, ten silver cakes and a pile of broken silver. Each gold leaf weighs about one piece, and they are all high-quality red gold. Lu Ting counted them. There are two stacks of gold leaves, and each stack has two Ten sheets, a total of forty pieces of gold leaves, eighteen silver cakes, engraved with the weight of ten taels, and the rest are silver beans, packed in a small brocade bag, weighing 20 taels.

Forty one tael heavy gold leaves, eighteen ten tael silver cakes and twenty tael silver beans are folded up to 20 tael silver, which is exactly six hundred guan.

No, copper coins were scarce at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty. The usual money was only about 700 copper coins, and there were only more than [-] coins. The problem is equivalent to giving yourself a big gift in disguise.

Closing the cash box, Lu Ting felt a little lost. This time when he was looking for the little maidservant, he was a bit scheming in the front, but he gave in to each other in the back. It can be said that this was the best time the two got along since they met. For some reason, when they left the Lin's house, I always feel a little sad.

It is the sorrow of parting.

In the past half a month or so, before leaving the guest house, I could get along with the little maidservant every day. When they were together, they bickered and calculated with each other, and sometimes even sarcasm and joked with each other, although many times they broke up unhappy. , but we have been together for a long time, I don’t see you for a while, and I still miss it a little. This time I met, I got the money and the money I wanted, and as soon as I got the money, I immediately went to Chang’an to hug Li Er’s golden thigh, and went to Chang’an. I can't see the little girl.

Just hesitating for a moment, Lu Ting shook his head vigorously, and put away the distracting thoughts in his heart. He is a man with ambitions everywhere. Seeing that Qianlong is about to ascend to the sky and become a real dragon, the sooner he hugs him, the better. If he has fame, what do he want? When I return to my hometown in fine clothes, at worst, I can redeem the body of Xiaoqiao's maidservant, or else, it's not bad to take it with me to make me look good.

Having made up his mind, Lu Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief, set his eyes on the carriage, and soon became envious in his heart, this carriage is not bad, the carriage is made of mahogany, there is no need to hang a sachet, and there are bursts of woody fragrance that exudes heart and spleen. The embroidered pier in the car is made of high-quality silk, and a thick layer of fur is laid underneath. A lot of effort has been made to reduce the bumps. There are also heating stoves and food boxes in the corners. I can't afford such a good carriage.

Rich people just enjoy it, Lu Ting touched the curtains made of Su silk, thinking that one day he would be rich, and he would have to buy a carriage like this.

While thinking wildly, the carriage slowly stopped, and then I heard Fu Zhi calling outside: "My lord, you're home."

It's fast to have a carriage, it seems that it doesn't take a while, and it's home.

Lu Ting came out with the money box in his arms, and the coachman of the Lin family handed over the reins to Fu Zhi, and he quickly moved a horse tie to wait for Lu Ting to get off the carriage.

"I'm sorry." Lu Ting said politely.

The coachman bowed to Lu Ting, and said with some reluctance: "Mr. Lu, the carriage has been delivered here. This horse is a Dawan horse. It is used to feeding it once in the middle of the night. Please treat it kindly, young master. I will leave. "

"Wait? Aren't you rushing back this carriage?" Lu Ting asked in surprise.

The coachman glanced at the white horse, and said respectfully: "Miss Xiaozhi said that the young master is going to travel and study, and it would be more comfortable to travel with a carriage. This carriage should be used as a study, or as a bead dish presented by Mr. Lu. Alright, please be sure to accept it, my lord."

No way, this carriage is for yourself?
Lu Ting was dumbfounded for a moment. The good horses in Dawan in that area cost fifty or sixty guan at least, and the carriages were more expensive, at least hundreds of guan. In addition to the decorations in the carriage, they couldn't be bought without [-] guan. Higher, just send yourself like this?
Take myself as an example. I keep accounts in the guest house, 25 cash a month, and [-] cash a year. It's [-] guan, and [-] guan can only be enough for eight years if I don't eat or drink. I'm so rich that I have no friends.

When I made the abacus for the little maidservant just now, I thought I was being picked as a strong man, but I didn't expect that when he made a move, he gave such a big gift. Judging from the reaction of the little maidservant, it seems that the crab roe bag is not as important as the abacus. It can be said that she is really obsessed with Mingsuan.

"Miss Xiaozhi is so polite, so I will be disrespectful. Please tell Miss Xiaozhi that Lu will be rewarded handsomely in the future." Lu Ting said seriously.

Redeem her and make a bed for himself to warm the quilt, Lu Ting secretly said in his heart.

"Young master, don't worry, the little ones will definitely be brought, and if there is nothing small, go back and report."

Seeing that the coachman wanted to leave, Lu Ting couldn't help but asked: "Wait a minute, I want to ask, what is the identity of Miss Xiaozhi?"

Mrs. Lin Zheng went to Suzhou, and she was the housekeeper of Xiaoqiao's servant girl. She bought the secret recipe of [-] guan, and gave away the carriage worth more than [-] guan. Identity questioned.

The coachman had already been ordered, and responded, "Miss Xiaozhi is different from us, Madam treats her like a daughter."

House slaves are definitely different from their masters. Lin Zhengshi is closer to Zheng Yanzhi than her own children, there is nothing wrong with this statement.

Lu Ting nodded, thanked the coachman, and showed such an expression on his face.

I heard that Lin Zhengshi has two sons, both of whom have gone out to serve as officials. They may feel lonely without a daughter, so they treat the little maidservant like a daughter. Hundreds of money are not money in the eyes of the little maidservant, which shows that Lin Zhengshi In addition to the rich family background, it can be seen that the little maid is also very favored.

"My lord, Miss Xiaozhi is really generous. Now that I go out to travel, I won't be afraid of the wind and rain." Fuzhi said with a smile.

Seeing the coachman walking away, Lu Ting reached out to give Fu Zhi a popcorn, and said angrily, "What generosity, your son traded knowledge for it, understand, knowledge is knowledge, knowledge is priceless, and knowledge can be used Is it measured by money?"

Those problem-solving skills and calculations are nothing to me, but these include the hard work of countless ancestors and the crystallization of IQ, which are really priceless. It doesn't mean that he took advantage of her.

After all, she took advantage of her.

"Yes, what the young master says is right." Fuzhi quickly said in a bit of embarrassment: "Young master, the carriage can't get in, what should I do?"

The old house was built when the Lu family was not yet prosperous. At that time, there was no carriage. There was only a small building, only more than three feet wide, and the carriage was more than half a foot wide. It really couldn't be pulled in.

Lu Ting looked around, thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "Leave the car here, and bring the horse in. Suzhou City is still under martial law, so I don't worry if someone will remember it."

You can’t pull down the gates and walls just to bring the carriage in. Just let the horses in. Suzhou City is still under martial law. From time to time, there are brigades of soldiers patrolling back and forth, while maintaining the safety of Suzhou City, and secondly holding a stack of passbooks. I tried to search everywhere for the rest of the Fu Gong Er's party, let alone thieves and bullies, even in the market, I didn't see a single one, and it's not an exaggeration to say that they don't close their doors at night.

"Understood, young master." Fuzhi replied very simply.

Lu Ting patted the fat and strong white horse, in a good mood, and said: "Fu Zhi, remember to feed the horse well, feed it well, and don't forget to feed it the concentrate once in the middle of the night. Oh no."

You still rely on this horse to go to Chang'an, but you can't starve it.

"Leave it alone, my lord." Fuzhi said confidently, "I have learned how to raise horses and drive carts, and my lord used to take care of that red snow horse."

Halfway through the talk, Fu Zhi was a little bit speechless. The deceased Lang Jun was good at doing business. Many relatives and friends saw the profit, and they took out money to buy shares. Just as Lang Jun wanted to expand the scale, he accepted a lot of shares. Qian, I didn't expect that Suzhou suffered a tragic military disaster, many shops were ransacked, even the family did not escape the murderous hands, the people who invested money in the business chased the son to pay off the debts, and the red snow was not kept in the end.
　National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival, the two festivals are together, happy and happy. The artillery is here to wish everyone a happy reunion. This year, due to special circumstances, the general environment is not good. Everyone has more worries and fewer smiles. With the seeds of hope, tomorrow will be better. Look to the future, live in the present, and enjoy the rare holiday with family and friends. Of course, it would be even better if you can support Mengxin Xiaopao.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)